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chater furteen the triuh f the witch（第1页）
AssoonastheWitchhadgoneAslansaid，Wemustmovefromthisplaceatonce，itwillbewantedforotherpurposes．WeshallencamptonightattheFordsofBeruna．
Ofcourseeveryonewasdyingtoaskhimhowhehadarrangedmatterswiththewitch；buthisfacewassternandeveryone’searswerestillringingwiththesoundofhisroarandsonobodydared．
Afterameal，whichwastakenintheopenaironthehill-top（forthesunhadgotstrongbynowanddriedthegrass），theywerebusyforawhiletakingthepaviliondownandpackingthingsup．Beforetwoo’clocktheywereonthemarchandsetoffinanortheasterlydirection，walkingataneasypacefortheyhadnotfartogo．
DuringthefirstpartofthejourneyAslanexplainedtoPeterhisplanofcampaign．“Assoonasshehasfinishedherbusinessintheseparts，”hesaid，“theWitchandhercrewwillalmostcertainlyfallbacktoherHouseandprepareforasiege．Youmayormaynotbeabletocutheroffandpreventherfromreachingit。”Hethenwentontooutlinetwoplansofbattle-oneforfightingtheWitchandherpeopleinthewoodandanotherforassaultinghercastle．AndallthetimehewasadvisingPeterhowtoconducttheoperations，sayingthingslike，“YoumustputyourCentaursinsuchandsuchaplace”or“Youmustpostscoutstoseethatshedoesn’tdoso-and-so，”tillatlastPetersaid，
“Butyouwillbethereyourself，Aslan．”
“Icangiveyounopromiseofthat，”answeredtheLion．AndhecontinuedgivingPeterhisinstructions．
ForthelastpartofthejourneyitwasSusanandLucywhosawmostofhim．Hedidnottalkverymuchandseemedtothemtobesad．
Itwasstillafternoonwhentheycamedowntoaplacewheretherivervalleyhadwidenedoutandtheriverwasbroadandshallow．ThiswastheFordsofBerunaandAslangaveorderstohaltonthissideofthewater．ButPetersaid，
“Wouldn’titbebettertocamponthefarside-forfearsheshouldtryanightattackoranything？”
Aslan，whoseemedtohavebeenthinkingaboutsomethingelse，rousedhimselfwithashakeofhismagnificentmaneandsaid，“Eh？What’sthat？”Petersaiditalloveragain．
“No，”saidAslaninadullvoice，asifitdidn’tmatter．“No．Shewillnotmakeanattackto-night．”Andthenhesigheddeeply。Butpresentlyheadded，“Allthesameitwaswellthoughtof．Thatishowasoldieroughttothink．Butitdoesn’treallymatter．”Sotheyproceededtopitchtheircamp．
Aslan’smoodaffectedeveryonethatevening．Peterwasfeelinguncomfortabletooattheideaoffightingthebattleonhisown；thenewsthatAslanmightnotbetherehadcomeasagreatshocktohim．Supperthateveningwasaquietmeal．Everyonefelthowdifferentithadbeenlastnightoreventhatmorning．Itwasasifthegoodtimes，havingjustbegun，werealreadydrawingtotheirend．
ThisfeelingaffectedSusansomuchthatshecouldn’tgettosleepwhenshewenttobed．AndaftershehadlaincountingsheepandturningoverandoversheheardLucygivealongsighandturnoverjustbesideherinthedarkness．
“Can’tyougettosleepeither？”saidSusan．
“No，”saidLucy．“Ithoughtyouwereasleep．Isay，Susan！”
“What？”
“I’veamostHorriblefeeling-asifsomethingwerehangingoverus．”
“Haveyou？Because，asamatteroffact，sohaveI．”
“SomethingaboutAslan，”saidLucy．“Eithersomedreadfulthingisgoingtohappentohim，orsomethingdreadfulthathe’sgoingtodo．”
“There’sbeensomethingwrongwithhimallafternoon，”saidSusan．“Lucy！Whatwasthathesaidaboutnotbeingwithusatthebattle？Youdon’tthinkhecouldbestealingawayandleavingustonight，doyou？”
“Whereishenow？”saidLucy．“Ishehereinthepavilion？”
“Idon’tthinkso．”
“Susan！let’sgooutsideandhavealookround．Wemightseehim．”
“Allright．Let’s，”saidSusan；“wemightjustaswellbedoingthataslyingawakehere．”
