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chater ixteen farewell t hadwnd（第1页）
IFonecouldrunwithoutgettingtired，Idon’tthinkonewouldoftenwanttodoanythingelse。Buttheremightbespecialreasonsforstopping，anditwasaspecialreasonwhichmadeEustacepresentlyshout：
“Isay!Steady!Lookwhatwe’recomingto!”
Andwellhemight。FornowtheysawbeforethemCaldronPoolandbeyondthePoolthehighunclimbablecliffsand，pouringdownthecliffs，thousandsoftonsofwatereverysecond，flashinglikediamondsinsomeplacesanddark，glassygreeninothers，theGreatWaterfall;andalreadythethunderofitwasintheirears．
“Don’tstop!Furtherupandfurtherin，”calledFarsight，tiltinghisflightalittleupwards．
“It’sallverywellforhim，”saidEustace，butJewelalsocriedout：
“Don’tstop。Furtherupandfurtherin!Takeitinyourstride。”
HisvoicecouldonlyjustbeheardabovetheroarofthewaterbutnextmomenteveryonesawthathehadplungedintothePool。Andhelter-skelterbehindhim，withsplashaftersplash，alltheothersdidthesame。Thewaterwasnotbitinglycoldasallofthem（andespeciallyPuzzle）expected，butofadeliciousfoamycoolness。TheyallfoundtheywereswimmingstraightfortheWaterfallitself．
“Thisisabsolutelycrazy，”saidEustacetoEdmund．
“Iknow。Andyet-”saidEdmund．
“Isn’titwonderful？”saidLucy。“Haveyounoticedonecan’tfeelafraid，evenifonewantsto？Tryit。”
“ByJove，neitheronecan，”saidEustaceafterhehadtried．
JewelreachedthefootoftheWaterfallfirst，butTirianwasonlyjustbehindhim。Jillwaslast，soshecouldseethewholethingbetterthantheothers。ShesawsomethingwhitemovingsteadilyupthefaceoftheWaterfall。ThatwhitethingwastheUnicorn。Youcouldn’ttellwhetherhewasswimmingorclimbing，buthemovedon，higherandhigher。Thepointofhishorndividedthewaterjustabovehishead，anditcascadedoutintworainbow-colouredstreamsallroundhisshoulders。JustbehindhimcameKingTirian。Hemovedhislegsandarmsasifhewereswimmingbuthemovedstraightupwards：asifonecouldswimupthewallofahouse．
WhatlookedfunniestwastheDogs。Duringthegalloptheyhadnotbeenatalloutofbreath，butnow，astheyswarmedandwriggledupwards，therewasplentyofsplutteringandsneezingamongthem;thatwasbecausetheywouldkeeponbarking，andeverytimetheybarkedtheygottheirmouthsandnosesfullofwater。ButbeforeJillhadtimetonoticeallthesethingsfully，shewasgoinguptheWaterfallherself。Itwasthesortofthingthatwouldhavebeenquiteimpossibleinourworld。Evenifyouhadn’tbeendrowned，youwouldhavebeensmashedtopiecesbytheterribleweightofwateragainstthecountlessjagsofrock。Butinthatworldyoucoulddoit。Youwenton，upandup，withallkindsofreflectedlightsflashingatyoufromthewaterandallmannerofcolouredstonesflashingthroughit，tillitseemedasifyouwereclimbinguplightitself-andalwayshigherandhighertillthesenseofheightwouldhaveterrifiedyouifyoucouldbeterrified，butlateritwasonlygloriouslyexciting。Andthenatlastonecametothelovely，smoothgreencurveinwhichthewaterpouredoverthetopandfoundthatonewasoutonthelevelriverabovetheWaterfall。Thecurrentwasracingawaybehindyou，butyouweresuchawonderfulswimmerthatyoucouldmakeheadwayagainstit。Soontheywereallonthebank，drippingbuthappy．
Alongvalleyopenedaheadandgreatsnow-mountains，nowmuchnearer，stoodupagainstthesky．
“Furtherupandfurtherin，”criedJewelandinstantlytheywereoffagain．
TheywereoutofNarnianowandupintotheWesternWildwhichneitherTiriannorPeternoreventheEaglehadeverseenbefore。ButtheLordDigoryandtheLadyPollyhad。“Doyouremember？Doyouremember？”theysaid-andsaiditinsteadyvoicestoo，withoutpanting，thoughthewholepartywasnowrunningfasterthananarrowflies．
“What，Lord？”saidTirian。“Isitthentrue，asstoriestell，thatyoutwojourneyedhereontheverydaytheworldwasmade？”
“Yes，”saidDigory，“anditseemstomeasifitwereonlyyesterday。”
“Andonaflyinghorse？”askedTirian。“Isthatparttrue？”
“Certainly，”saidDigory。ButtheDogsbarked，“Faster，faster!”
Sotheyranfasterandfastertillitwasmorelikeflyingthanrunning，andeventheEagleoverheadwasgoingnofasterthanthey。Andtheywentthroughwindingvalleyafterwindingvalleyandupthesteepsidesofhillsand，fasterthanever，downtheotherside，followingtheriverandsometimescrossingitandskimmingacrossmountainlakesasiftheywerelivingspeed-boats，tillatlastatthefarendofonelonglakewhichlookedasblueasaturquoise，theysawasmoothgreenhill。Itssideswereassteepasthesidesofapyramidandroundtheverytopofitranagreenwall：butabovethewallrosethebranchesoftreeswhoseleaveslookedlikesilverandtheirfruitlikegold．
“Furtherupandfurtherin!”roaredtheUnicorn，andnooneheldback。Theychargedstraightatthefootofthehillandthenfoundthemselvesrunningupitalmostaswaterfromabrokenwaverunsuparockoutatthepointofsomebay。Thoughtheslopewasnearlyassteepastheroofofahouseandthegrasswassmoothasabowlinggreen，nooneslipped。Onlywhentheyhadreachedtheverytopdidtheyslowup;thatwasbecausetheyfoundthemselvesfacinggreatgoldengates。Andforamomentnoneofthemwasboldenoughtotryifthegateswouldopen。Theyallfeltjustastheyhadfeltaboutthefruit-“Darewe？Isitright？Canitbemeantforus？”
Butwhiletheywerestandingthusagreathorn，wonderfullyloudandsweet，blewfromsomewhereinsidethatwalledgardenandthegatesswungopen．
Tirianstoodholdinghisbreathandwonderingwhowouldcomeout。Andwhatcamewasthelastthinghehadexpected：alittle，sleek，bright-eyedTalkingMousewitharedfeatherstuckinacircletonitsheadanditsleftpawrestingonalongsword。Itbowed，amostbeautifulbow，andsaidinitsshrillvoice：
“Welcome，intheLion’sname。Comefurtherupandfurtherin。”
ThenTiriansawKingPeterandKingEdmundandQueenLucyrushforwardtokneeldownandgreettheMouseandtheyallcriedout“Reepicheep!”AndTirianbreathedfastwiththesheerwonderofit，fornowheknewthathewaslookingatoneofthegreatheroesofNarnia，ReepicheeptheMousewhohadfoughtatthegreatBattleofBerunaandafterwardssailedtotheWorld’sendwithKingCaspiantheSeafarer。Butbeforehehadhadmuchtimetothinkofthishefelttwostrongarmsthrownabouthimandfeltabeardedkissonhischeeksandheardawellrememberedvoicesaying：
“What，lad？ArtthickerandtallersinceIlasttouchedthee!”
Itwashisownfather，thegoodKingErlian：butnotasTirianhadseenhimlastwhentheybroughthimhomepaleandwoundedfromhisfightwiththegiant，norevenasTirianrememberedhiminhislateryearswhenhewasagrey-headedwarrior。Thiswashisfather，youngandmerry，ashecouldjustrememberhimfromveryearlydayswhenhehimselfhadbeenalittleboyplayinggameswithhisfatherinthecastlegardenatCairParavel，justbeforebedtimeonsummerevenings。Theverysmellofthebread-and-milkheusedtohaveforsuppercamebacktohim．
Jewelthoughttohimself，“IwillleavethemtotalkforalittleandthenIwillgoandgreetthegoodKingErlian。ManyabrightapplehashegivenmewhenIwasbutacolt。”Butnextmomenthehadsomethingelsetothinkof，foroutofthegatewaytherecameahorsesomightyandnoblethatevenaUnicornmightfeelshyinitspresence：agreatwingedhorse。ItlookedamomentattheLordDigoryandtheLadyPollyandneighedout“What，cousins!”andtheybothshouted“Fledge!GoodoldFledge!”andrushedtokissit．
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