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CHAPTER EIGHT TWO NARROW ESCAPES(第3/6页)

After this they sailed for three days more and saw nothing but sea and sky.On the fourth day the wind changed to the north and the seas began to rise;by the afternoon it had nearly become a gale. But at the same time they sighted land on their port bow.

“By your leave,Sire,”said Drinian,“we will try to get under the lee of that country by rowing and lie in harbour,maybe till this is over.”Caspian agreed,but a long row against the gale did not bring them to the land before evening.By the last light of that day they steered into a natural harbour and anchored,but no one went ashore that night.In the morning they found themselves in the green bay of a rugged,lonely-looking country which sloped up to a rocky summit.From the windy north beyond that summit clouds came streaming rapidly.They lowered the boat and loaded her with any of the water casks which were now empty.

“Which stream shall we water at,Drinian ?”said Caspian as he took his seat in the stern-sheets of the boat.“There seem to be two coming down into the bay.”

“It makes little odds,Sire,”said Drinian.“But I think it’s a shorter pull to that on the starboard—the eastern one.”

“Here comes the rain,”said Lucy.

“I should think it does!”said Edmund,for it was already pelting hard.“I say,let’s go to the other stream.There are trees there and we’ll have some shelter.”

“Yes,let’s,”said Eustace.“No point in getting wetter than we need.”

But all the time Drinian was steadily steering to the starboard, like tiresome people in cars who continue at forty miles an hour while you are explaining to them that they are on the wrong road.

“They’re right,Drinian,”said Caspian.“Why don’t you bring her head round and make for the western stream ?”

“As your Majesty pleases,”said Drinian a little shortly.He had had an anxious day with the weather yesterday,and he didn’t like advice from landsmen.But he altered course;and it turned out afterwards that it was a good thing he did.

By the time they had finished watering,the rain was over and Caspian,with Eustace,the Pevensies,and Reepicheep,decided to walk up to the top of the hill and see what could be seen.It was a stiffish climb through coarse grass and heather and they saw neither man nor beast,except seagulls.When they reached the top they saw that it was a very small island,not more than twenty acres; and from this height the sea looked larger and more desolate than it did from the deck,or even the fighting—top,of the Dawn Treader.

“Crazy,you know,”said Eustace to Lucy in a low voice, looking at the eastern horizon.“Sailing on and on into that with no idea what we may get to.”But he only said it out of habit,not really nastily as he would have done at one time.

It was too cold to stay long on the ridge for the wind still blew freshly from the north.

“Don’t let’s go back the same way,”said Lucy as they turned;“let’s go along a bit and come down by the other stream, the one Drinian wanted to go to.”

Everyone agreed to this and after about fifteen minutes they were at the source of the second river.It was a more interesting place than they had expected;a deep little mountain lake, surrounded by cliffs except for a narrow channel on the seaward side out of which the water flowed.Here at last they were out of the wind,and all sat down in the heather above the cliff for a rest.

All sat down,but one(it was Edmund)jumped up again very quickly.

“They go in for sharp stones on this island,”he said,groping about in the heather.“Where is the wretched thing ? ... Ah,now I’ve got it... Hullo ! It wasn’t a stone at all,it’s a sword-hilt.No,by jove,it’s a whole sword;what the rust has left of it.It must have lain here for ages.”

“Narnian,too,by the look of it,”said Caspian,as they all crowded round.

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