CHAPTER FOUR THE DWARF TELLS OF PRINCE CASPIAN (第1/2页)

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PRINCE CASPIAN lived in a great castle in the centre of Narnia with his uncle，Miraz，the King of Narnia，and his aunt，who had red hair and was called Queen Prunaprismia．His father and mother were dead and the person whom Caspian loved best was his nurse，and though (being a prince) he had wonderful toys which would do almost anything but talk，he liked best the last hour of the day when the toys had all been put back in their cupboards and Nurse would tell him stories．

He did not care much for his uncle and aunt，but about twice a week his uncle would send for him and they would walk up and down together for half an hour on the terrace at the south side of the castle．One day，while they were doing this，the King said to him，

“Well，boy，we must soon teach you to ride and use a sword．You know that your aunt and I have no children，so it looks as if you might have to be King when I’m gone．How shall you like that，eh？”

“I don’t know，Uncle，”said Caspian．

“Don’t know，eh？”said Miraz．“Why，I should like to know what more anyone could wish for！”

“All the same，I do wish，”said Caspian．

“What do you wish？”asked the King．

“I wish—I wish—I wish I could have lived in the Old Days，”said Caspian．(He was only a very little boy at the time．)

Up till now King Miraz had been talking in the tiresome way that some grown-ups have，which makes it quite clear that they are not really interested in what you are saying，but now he suddenly gave Caspian a very sharp look．

“Eh？ What’s that？”he said．“What old days do you mean？”

“Oh，don’t you know，Uncle？”said Caspian．“When everything was quite different．When all the animals could talk，and there were nice people who lived in the streams and the trees．Naiads and Dryads they were called．And there were Dwarfs．And there were lovely little Fauns in all the woods．They had feet like goats．And—”

“That’s all nonsense，for babies，”said the King sternly．“Only fit for babies，do you hear？ You’re getting too old for that sort of stuff．At your age you ought to be thinking of battles and adventures，not fairy tales．”

“Oh，but there were battles and adventures in those days，”said Caspian．“Wonderful adventures．Once there was a White Witch and she made herself Queen of the whole country．And she made it so that it was always winter．And then two boys and two girls came from somewhere and so they killed the Witch and they were made Kings and Queens of Narnia，and their names were Peter and Susan and Edmund and Lucy．And so they reigned for ever so long and everyone had a lovely time，and it was all because of Aslan—”

“Who’s he？”said Miraz．And if Caspian had been a very little older，the tone of his uncle’s voice would have warned him that it would be wiser to shut up．But he babbled on，

“Oh，don’t you know？”he said．“Aslan is the great Lion who comes from over the sea．”

“Who has been telling you all this nonsense？”said the King in a voice of thunder．Caspian was frightened and said nothing．

“Your Royal Highness，”said King Miraz，letting go of Caspian’s hand，which he had been holding till now，“I insist upon being answered．Look me in the face．Who has been telling you this pack of lies？”

“N-Nurse，”faltered Caspian，and burst into tears．

“Stop that noise，”said his uncle，taking Caspian by the shoulders and giving him a shake．“Stop it．And never let me catch you talking-or thinking either-about all those silly stories again．There never were those Kings and Queens．How could there be two Kings at the same time？ And there’s no such person as Aslan．And there are no such things as lions．And there never was a time when animals could talk．Do you hear？”

“Yes，Uncle，”sobbed Caspian．

“Then let’s have no more of it，”said the King．Then he called to one of the gentlemen-in-waiting who were standing at the far end of the terrace and said in a cold voice，“Conduct His Royal Highness to his apartments and send His Royal Highness’s nurse to me AT ONCE．”

Next day Caspian found what a terrible thing he had done，for Nurse had been sent away without even being allowed to say good-bye to him，and he was told he was to have a Tutor．

Caspian missed his nurse very much and shed many tears; and because he was so miserable，he thought about the old stories of Narnia far more than before．He dreamed of Dwarfs and Dryads every night and tried very hard to make the dogs and cats in the castle talk to him．But the dogs only wagged their tails and the cats only purred．

Caspian felt sure that he would hate the new Tutor，buy when the new Tutor arrived about a week later he turns out to be the sort of person it is almost impossible not to like．He was the smallest，and also the fattest，man Caspian had ever seen．He had a long，silvery，pointed beard which came down to his waist，and his face，which was brown and covered with wrinkles，looked very wise，very ugly，and very kind．His voice was grave and his eyes were merry so that，until you got to know him really well，it was hard to know when he was joking and when he was serious．His name was Doctor Cornelius．

Of all his lessons with Doctor Cornelius the one that Caspian liked best was History．Up till now，except for Nurse’s stories，he had known nothing about the History of Narnia，and he was very surprised to learn that the royal family were newcomers in the country.

“It was your Highness’s ancestor，Caspian the First，”said Doctor Cornelius，“who first conquered Narnia and made it his kingdom．It was he who brought all your nation into the country．You are not native Narnians at all．You are all Telmarines—that is，you all came from the Land of Telmar，far beyond the Western Mountains．That is why Caspian the First is called Caspian the Conqueror．”

“Please，Doctor，”asked Caspian one day，“who lived in Narnia before we all came here out of Telmar？”

“No men—or very few—lived in Narnia before the Telmarines took it，”said Doctor Cornelius．

“Then who did my great-great-grandcesters conquer？”

“Whom，not who，your Highness，”said Doctor Cornelius．“Perhaps it is time to turn from History to Grammar．”

“Oh please，not yet！”said Caspian．

“I mean，wasn’t there a battle？ Why is he called Caspian the Conqueror if there was nobody to fight with him？”

“I said there were very few men in Narnia，”said the Doctor，looking at the little boy very strangely through his great spectacles．

For a moment Caspian was puzzled and then suddenly his heart gave a leap．“Do you mean，”he gasped，“that there were other things？ Do you mean it was like in the stories？ Were there-？”

“Hush！”said Doctor Cornelius，laying his head very close to Caspian’s．“Not a word more．Don’t you know your Nurse was sent away for telling you about Old Narnia？ The King doesn’t like it．If he found me telling you secrets，you’d be whipped and I should have my head cut off．”

“But why？”asked Caspian．

“1t is high time we turned to Grammar now，”said Doctor Cornelius in a loud voice．“Will your Royal Highness be pleased to open Pulverulentus Siccus at the fourth page of his Grammatical garden or the Arbour of Accidence pleasantlie open’d to Tender Wits？”

After that it was all nouns and verbs till lunchtime，but I don’t think Caspian learned much．He was too excited．He felt sure that Doctor Cornelius would not have said so much unless he meant to tell him more sooner or later．

In this he was not disappointed．A few days later his Tutor said，“Tonight I am going to give you a lesson in Astronomy．At dead of night two noble planets，Tarva and Alambil，will pass within one degree of each other．Such a conjunction has not occurred for two hundred years，and your Highness will not live to see it again．It will be best if you go to bed a little earlier than usual．When the time of the conjunction draws near,I will come and wake you．”

This didn’t seem to have anything to do with Old Narnia，which was what Caspian really wanted to hear about，but getting up in the middle of the night is always interesting and he was moderately pleased．When he went to bed that night，he thought at first that he would not be able to sleep; but he soon dropped off and it seemed only a few minutes before he felt someone gently shaking him．