CHAPTER THIRTEEN UNDERLAND WITHOUT THE QUEEN(第2/5页)
“Look at that ship !”said Scrubb. “Why’s it coming on so quickly ? No one’s rowing it.”
“Look,look !”said the Prince. “The ship is already far this side of the harbour—it is in the street. Look ! All the ships are driving into the city ! By my head,the sea’s rising. The flood is upon us. Aslan be praised,this castle stands on high ground. But the water comes on grimly fast.”
“Oh,what can be happening ?”cried Jill. “Fire and water and all those people dodging about the streets.”
“I’ll tell you what it is,”said Puddleglum.“That Witch has laid a train of magic spells so that whenever she was killed,at that same moment her whole kingdom would fall to pieces. She’s the sort that wouldn’t so much mind dying herself if she knew that the chap who killed her was going to be burned,or buried,or drowned five minutes later.”
“Hast hit it,friend wiggle,”said the Prince. “When our swords hacked off the Witch’s head,that stroke ended all her magic works,and now the Deep Lands are falling to pieces. We are looking on the end of Underworld.”
“That’s it,Sir,”said Puddleglum. “Unless it should happen to be the end of the whole world.”
“But are we just going to stay here and—wait ?”gasped Jill.
“Not by my counsel,”said the Prince. “I would save my horse,Coalblack,and the Witch’s Snowflake(a noble beast and worthy of a better mistress)which are both stabled in the courtyard. After that,let us make shift to get out to high ground and pray that we shall find an outlet. The horses can carry two each at need,and if we put them to it they may outstrip the flood.”
“Will your Highness not put on armour ?”asked Puddleglum. “I don’t like the look of those”—and he pointed down to the street. Everyone looked down. Dozens of creatures(and now that they were close,they obviously were Earthmen)were coming up from the direction of the harbour. But they were not moving like an aimless crowd. They behaved like modern soldiers in an attack, making rushes and taking cover,anxious not to be seen from the castle windows.
“I dare not see the inside of that armour again,”said the Prince. “I rode in it as in a movable dungeon,and it stinks of magic and slavery. But I will take the shield.”
He left the room and returned with a strange light in his eyes a moment later.
“Look,friends,”he said,holding out the shield towards them. “An hour ago it was black and without device;and now,this.”The shield had turned bright as silver,and on it,redder than blood or cherries,was the figure of the Lion.
“Doubtless,”said the Prince,“this signifies that Aslan will be our good lord,whether he means us to live or die. And all’s one,for that. Now,by my counsel,we shall all kneel and kiss his likeness,and then all shake hands one with another,as true friends that may shortly be parted. And then,let us descend into the city and take the adventure that is sent us.”
And they all did as the Prince had said. But when Scrubb shook hands with Jill,he said,“So long,Jill. Sorry I’ve been a funk and so ratty. I hope you get safe home,”and Jill said,“So long,Eustace. And I’m sorry I’ve been such a pig.”And this was the first time they had ever used Christian names,because one didn’t do it at school.
The Prince unlocked the door and they all went down the stairs:three of them with drawn swords,and Jill with drawn knife. The attendants had vanished and the great room at the foot of the Prince’s stairs was empty. The grey,doleful lamps were still burning and by their light they had no difficulty in passing gallery after gallery and descending stairway after stairway. The noises from outside the castle were not so easily heard here as they had been in the room above. Inside the house all was still as death,and deserted. It was as they turned a corner into the great hall on the ground floor that they met their first Earthman-a fat, whitish creature with a very piglike face who was gobbling up all the remains of food on the tables. It squealed(the squeal also was very like a pig’s)and darted under a bench,whisking its long tail out of Puddleglum’s reach in the nick of time. Then it rushed away through the far door too quickly to be followed.