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chater fifteen the diaearance f jill（第1页）

THEpatchoflightdidnotshowupanythingdowninthedarknesswheretheywerestanding.Theotherscouldonlyhear，notsee，Jill’seffortstogetontotheMarsh-wiggle’sback.Thatis，theyheardhimsaying，“Youneedn’tputyourfingerinmyeye，”and，“Noryourfootinmymoutheither，”and，“That’smorelikeit，”and，“Now，I’llholdontoyourlegs.That’llleaveyourarmsfreetosteadyyourselfagainsttheearth.”

ThentheylookedupandsoontheysawtheblackshapeofJill’sheadagainstthepatchoflight.

“Well？”theyallshoutedupanxiously.

“It’sahole，”calledJill’svoice.“IcouldgetthroughitifIwasalittlebithigher.”

“Whatdoyouseethroughit？”askedEustace.

“Nothingmuchyet，”saidJill.“Isay，Puddleglum，letgomylegssothatIcanstandonyourshouldersinsteadofsittingontheIcansteadymyselfallrightagainsttheedge.”

Theycouldhearhermovingandthenmuchmoreofhercameintosightagainstthegreynessoftheopening；infact，allofherdowntothewaist.

“Isay—”beganJill，butsuddenlybrokeoffwithacry：notasharpcry.Itsoundedmoreasifhermouthhadbeenmuffleduporhadsomethingpushedintoit.Afterthatshefoundhervoiceandseemedtobeshoutingoutasloudasshecould，buttheycouldn’thearthewords.Twothingsthenhappenedatthesamemoment.Thepatchoflightwascompletelyblockedupforasecondorso；andtheyheardbothascuffling，strugglingsoundandthevoiceoftheMarsh-wigglegasping：“Quick！Help！Holdontoherlegs.Someone’spullingher.There！No，here.Toolate！”

Theopening，andthecoldlightwhichfilledit，werenowperfectlyclearagain.Jillhadvanished.

“Jill！Jill！”theyshoutedfrantically，buttherewasnoanswer.

“Whythedickenscouldn’tyouhaveheldherfeet？”saidEustace.

“Idon’tknow，Scrubb，”groanedPuddleglu“Borntobeamisfit，Ishouldn’twonder.Fated.FatedtobePole’sdeath，justasIwasfatedtoeatTalkingStagatHarfang.Notthatitisn’tmyownfaultaswell，ofcourse.”

“Thisisthegreatestshameandsorrowthatcouldhavefallenonus，”saidthePrince.“Wehavesentabraveladyintothehandsofenemiesandstayedbehindinsafety.”

“Don’tpaintittooblack，Sir，”saidPuddleglu“We’renotverysafeexceptfordeathbystarvationinthishole.”

“IwonderamIsmallenoughtogetthroughwhereJilldid？”saidEustace.

WhathadreallyhappenedtoJillwasthis.Assoonasshegotherheadoutoftheholeshefoundthatshewaslookingdownasiffromanupstairswindow，notupasifthroughatrap-door.Shehadbeensolonginthedarkthathereyescouldn’tatfirsttakeinwhattheywereseeing：exceptthatshewasnotlookingatthedaylit，sunnyworldwhichshesowantedtosee.Theairseemedtobedeadlycold，andthelightwaspaleandblue.Therewasalsoagooddealofnoisegoingonandalotofwhiteobjectsflyingaboutintheair.ItwasatthatmomentthatshehadshouteddowntoPuddleglumtoletherstanduponhisshoulders.

Whenshehaddonethis，shecouldseeandhearagooddealbetter.Thenoisesshehadbeenhearingturnedouttobeoftwokinds：therhythmicalthumpofseveralfeet，andthemusicoffourfiddles，threeflutes，andadruShealsogotherownpositionclear.Shewaslookingoutofaholeinasteepbankwhichslopeddownandreachedthelevelaboutfourteenfeetbelowher.Everythingwasverywhite.Alotofpeopleweremovingabout.Thenshegasped！ThepeopleweretrimlittleFauns，andDryadswithleaf-crownedhairfloatingbehindtheForasecondtheylookedasiftheyweremovinganyhow；thenshesawthattheywerereallydoingadance—adancewithsomanycomplicatedstepsandfiguresthatittookyousometimetounderstandit.Thenitcameoverherlikeathunderclapthatthepale，bluelightwasreallymoonlight，andthewhitestuffonthegroundwasreallysnow.Andofcourse！Therewerethestarsstaringinablackfrostyskyoverhead.Andthetallblackthingsbehindthedancersweretrees.Theyhadnotonlygotoutintotheupperworldatlast，buthadcomeoutintheheartofNarnia.Jillfeltshecouldhavefaintedwithdelight；andthemusic-thewildmusic，intenselysweetandyetjusttheleastbiteerietoo，andfullofgoodmagicastheWitch’sthrumminghadbeenfullofbadmagic—madeherfeelitallthemore.

Allthistakesalongtimetotell，butofcourseittookaveryshorttimetosee.Jillturnedalmostatoncetoshoutdowntotheothers，“Isay！It’sallright.We’reout，andwe’rehome.”Butthereasonshenevergotfurtherthan“Isay”wasthis.CirclingroundandroundthedancerswasaringofDwarfs，alldressedintheirfinestclothes；mostlyscarletwithfur-linedhoodsandgoldentasselsandbigfurrytop-boots.Astheycircledroundtheywerealldiligentlythrowingsnowballs.（ThosewerethewhitethingsthatJillhadseenflyingthroughtheair.）Theyweren’tthrowingthematthedancersassillyboysmighthavebeendoinginEngland.Theywerethrowingthemthroughthedanceinsuchperfecttimewiththemusicandwithsuchperfectaimthatifallthedancerswereinexactlytherightplacesatexactlytherightmoments，noonewouldbehit.ThisiscalledtheGreatSnowDanceanditisdoneeveryyearinNarniaonthefirstmoonlitnightwhenthereissnowontheground.Ofcourseitisakindofgameaswellasadance，becauseeverynowandthensomedancerwillbetheleastlittlebitwrongandgetasnowballintheface，andtheneveryonelaughs.Butagoodteamofdancers，Dwarfs，andmusicianswillkeepitupforhourswithoutasinglehit.Onfinenightswhenthecoldandthedrum-taps，andthehootingoftheowls，andthemoonlight，havegotintotheirwild，woodlandbloodandmadeitevenwilder，theywilldancetilldaybreak.Iwishyoucouldseeitforyourselves.

WhathadstoppedJillwhenshegotasfarasthesayof“Isay”wasofcoursesimplyafinebigsnowballthatcamesailingthroughthedancefromaDwarfonthefarsideandgotherfairandsquareinthemouth.Shedidn’tintheleastmind；twentysnowballswouldnothavedampedherspiritsatthatmoment.Buthoweverhappyyouarefeeling，youcan’ttalkwithyourmouthfullofsnow.Andwhen，afterconsiderablespluttering，shecouldspeakagain，shequiteforgotinherexcitementthattheothers，downinthedark，behindher，stilldidn’tknowthegoodnews.Shesimplyleanedasfaroutoftheholeasshecould，andyelledtothedancers.

“Help！Help！We’reburiedinthehill.Comeanddigusout.”

TheNarnians，whohadnotevennoticedthelittleholeinthehillside，wereofcourseverysurprised，andlookedaboutinseveralwrongdirectionsbeforetheyfoundoutwherethevoicewascomingfroButwhentheycaughtsightofJilltheyallcamerunningtowardsher，andasmanyascouldscrambledupthebank，andadozenormorehandswerestretcheduptohelpher.AndJillcaughtholdofthemandthusgotoutoftheholeandcameslitheringdownthebankheadfirst，andthenpickedherselfupandsaid：“Oh，dogoanddigtheothersout.Therearethreeothers，besidesthehorses.AndoneofthemisPrinceRilian.”

Shewasalreadyinthemiddleofacrowdwhenshesaidthis，forbesidesthedancersallsortsofpeoplewhohadbeenwatchingthedance，andwhomshehadnotseenatfirst，camerunningup.Squirrelscameoutofthetreesinshowers，andsodidOwls.HedgehogscamewaddlingasfastastheirshortlegswouldcarrytheBearsandBadgersfollowedataslowerpace.AgreatPanther，twitchingitstailinexcitement，wasthelasttojointheparty.

ButassoonastheyunderstoodwhatJillwassaying，theyallbecameactive.“Pickandshovel，boys，pickandshovel.Offforourtools！”saidtheDwarfs，anddashedawayintothewoodsattopspeed.“WakeupsomeMoles，they’rethechapsfordigging.They’requiteasgoodasDwarfs，”saidavoice.“WhatwasthatshesaidaboutPrinceRilian？”saidanother.“Hush！”saidthePanther.“Thepoorchild’scrazed，andnowonderafterbeinglostinsidethehill.Shedoesn’tknowwhatshe’ssaying.”“That’sright，”saidanoldBear.“Why，shesaidPrinceRilianwasahorse！”—“No，shedidn’t，”saidaSquirrel，verypert.“Yes，shedid，”saidanotherSquirrel，evenperter.

“It’squitet-t-t-true.D-d-don’tbesosilly，”saidJill.Shespokelikethatbecauseherteethwerenowchatteringwiththecold.

ImmediatelyoneoftheDryadsflungroundherafurrycloakwhichsomeDwarfhaddroppedwhenherushedtofetchhisminingtools，andanobligingFauntrottedoffamongthetreestoaplacewhereJillcouldseefirelightinthemouthofacave，togetherahotdrink.Butbeforeitcame，alltheDwarfsreappearedwithspadesandpick-axesandchargedatthehillside.ThenJillheardcriesof“Hi！Whatareyoudoing？Putthatsworddown，”and“Now，young’un：noneofthat，”and，“He’saviciousone，now，isn’the？”Jillhurriedtothespotanddidn’tknowwhethertolaughorcrywhenshesawEustace’sface，verypaleanddirty，projectingfromtheblacknessofthehole，andEustace’srighthandbrandishingaswordwithwhichhemadelungesatanyonewhocamenearhi

ForofcourseEustacehadbeenhavingaverydifferenttimefromJillduringthelastfewminutes.HehadheardJillcryoutandseenherdisappearintotheunknown.LikethePrinceandPuddleglum，hethoughtthatsomeenemieshadcaughther.Andfromdownbelowhedidn’tseethatthepale，blueishlightwasmoonlight.Hethoughttheholewouldleadonlyintosomeothercave，litbysomeghostlyphosphorescenceandfilledwithgoodness-knows-whatevilcreaturesoftheUnderworld.SothatwhenhehadpersuadedPuddleglumtogivehimaback，anddrawnhissword，andpokedouthishead，hehadreallybeendoingaverybravething.Theotherswouldhavedoneitfirstiftheycould，buttheholewastoosmallforthemtoclimbthrough.Eustacewasalittlebigger，andalotclumsier，thanJill，sothatwhenhelookedouthebumpedhisheadagainstthetopoftheholeandbroughtasmallavalancheofsnowdownonhisface.Andso，whenhecouldseeagain，andsawdozensoffigurescomingathimashardastheycouldrun，itisnotsurprisingthathetriedtowardthemoff.

“Stop，Eustace，stop，”criedJill.“They’reallfriends.Can’tyousee？We’vecomeupinNarnia.Everything’sallright.”

ThenEustacedidsee，andapologizedtotheDwarfs（andtheDwarfssaidnottomentionit），anddozensofthick，hairy，dwarfishhandshelpedhimoutjustastheyhadhelpedJilloutafewminutesbefore.ThenJillscrambledupthebankandputherheadinatthedarkopeningandshoutedthegoodnewsintotheprisoners.AssheturnedawaysheheardPuddleglummutter.“Ah，poorPole.It’sbeentoomuchforher，thislastbit.Turnedherhead，Ishouldn’twonder.She’sbeginningtoseethings.”

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