clenching her fists for a terrible blast of lions breath； but the breath had really been so gentle that she had not even noticed the moment at which she left the earth。 and now； there was nothing but air for thousands upon thousands of feet below her。
she felt frightened only for a second。 for one thing； the world beneath her was so very far away that it seemed to have nothing to do with her。 for another； floating on the breath of the lion was so extremely fortable。 she found she could lie on her back or on her face and twist any way she pleased； just as you can in water （if youve learned to float really well）。 and because she was moving at the same pace as the breath； there was no wind； and the air seemed beautifully warm。 it was not in the least like being in an aeroplane； because there was no noise and no vibration。 if jill had ever been in a balloon she might have thought it more like that； only better。
when she looked back now she could take in for the first time the real size of the mountain she was leaving。 she wondered why a mountain so huge as that was not covered with snow and ice … 〃but i suppose all that sort of thing is different in this world；”
thought jill。 then she looked below her； but she was so high that she couldnt make out whether she was floating over land or sea； nor what speed she was going at。
〃by jove！ the signs！〃 said jill suddenly。 〃id better repeat them。〃 she was in a panic for a second or two； but she found she could still say them all correctly。 〃so thats all right；”
she said； and lay back on the air as if it was a sofa； with a sigh of contentment。
〃well； i do declare；〃 said jill to herself some hours later； 〃ive been asleep。 fancy sleeping on air。 i wonder if anyones done it before。 i dont suppose they have。 oh bother … scrubb probably has！ on this same journey； a little bit before me。 lets see what it looks like down below。”
what it looked like was an enormous； very dark blue plain。 there were no hills to be seen； but there were biggish white things moving slowly across it。 〃those must be clouds；〃 she thought。 〃but far bigger than the ones we saw from the cliff。 i suppose theyre bigger because theyre nearer。 i must be getting lower。 bother this sun。”
the sun which had been high overhead when she began her journey was now getting into her eyes。 this meant that it was getting lower； ahead of her。 scrubb was quite right in saying that jill （i dont know about girls in general） didnt think much about points of the pass。 otherwise she would have known； when the sun began getting in her eyes； that she was travelling pretty nearly due west。
staring at the blue plain below her； she presently noticed that there were little dots of brighter； paler colour in it here and there。 〃its the sea！〃 thought jill。 〃i do believe those are islands。〃 and so they were。 she might have felt rather jealous if she had known that some of them were islands which scrubb had seen from a ships deck and even landed on； but she didnt know this。 then； later on； she began to see that there were little wrinkles on the blue flatness： little wrinkles which must be quite big ocean waves if you were down among them。 and now； all along the horizon there was a thick dark line which grew thicker and darker so quickly that you could see it growing。 that was the first sign she had had of the great speed at which she was travelling。 and she knew that the thickening line must be land。
suddenly from her left （for the wind was in the south） a great white cloud came rushing towards her； this time on the same level as herself。 and before she knew where she was； she had shot right into the middle of its cold； wet fogginess。 that took her breath away； but she was in it only for a moment。 she came out blinking in the sunlight and found her clothes wet。 （she had on a blazer and sweater and shorts and stockings and pretty thick shoes； it had been a muddy sort of day in england。） she came out lower than she had gone in； and as soon as she did so she noticed something which； i suppose； she ought to have been expecting； but which came as a surprise and a shock。 it was noises。 up till then she had travelled in total silence。 now； for the first time； she heard the noise of
waves and the crying of seagulls。 and now； too； she smelled the smell of the sea。 there was no mistake about her speed now。 she saw two waves meet with a smack and a spout of foam go up between them； but she had hardly seen it before it was a hundred yards behind her。 the land was getting nearer at a great pace。 she could see mountains far inland； and other nearer mountains on her left。 she could see bays and headlands； woods and fields； stretches of sandy beach。 the sound of waves breaking on the shore was growing louder every second and drowning the other sea noises。
suddenly the land opened right ahead of her。 she was ing to the mouth of a river。 she was very low now； only a few feet above the water。 a wave…top came against her toe and a great splash of foam spurted up； drenching her nearly to the waist。 now she was losing speed。 instead of being carried up the river she was gliding in to the river bank on her left。 there were so many things to notice that she could hardly take them all in； a smooth； green lawn； a ship so brightly coloured that it looked like an enormous piece of jewellery； towers and battlements； banners fluttering in the air； a crowd； gay clothes； armour； gold； swords； a sound of music。 but this was all jumbled。 the first thing that she knew clearly was that she had alighted and was standing under a thicket of trees close by the river side； and there； only a few feet away from her； was scrubb。
the first thing she thought was how very grubby and untidy and generally unimpressive he looked。 and the second was 〃how wet i am！”
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CHAPTER THREE
小说
the sailing of the king what made scrubb look so dingy （and jill too； if she could only have seen herself） was the splendour of their surroundings。 i had better describe them at once。
through a cleft in those mountains which jill had seen far inland as she approached the land； the sunset light was pouring over a level lawn。 on the far side of the lawn； its weather…vanes glittering in the light； rose a many…towered and many… turreted castle； the most beautiful castle jill had ever seen。 on the near side was a quay of white marble and； moored to this； the ship： a tall ship with high forecastle and high poop； gilded and crimson； with a great flag at the mast…head； and many banners waving from the decks； and a row of shields； bright as silver； along the bulwarks。 the gang…plank was laid to her； and at the foot of it； just ready to go on board； stood an old； old man。 he wore a rich mantle of scarlet which opened in front to show his silver mail shirt。 there was a thin circlet of gold on his head。 his beard； white as wool； fell nearly to his waist。 he stood straight enough； leaning one hand on the shoulder of a richly dressed lord who seemed younger than himself： but you could see he was very old and frail。 he looked as if a puff of wind could blow him away； and his eyes were watery。
immediately in front of the king … who had turned round to speak to his people before going on board the ship … there was a little chair on wheels； and； harnessed to it； a little donkey： not much bigger than a big retriever。 in this chair sat a fat little dwarf。 he was as richly dressed as the king； but because of his fatness and because he was sitting hunched up among cushions； the effect was quite different： it made him look like a shapeless little bundle of fur and silk and velvet。 he was as old as the king； but more hale and hearty； with very keen eyes。 his bare head； which was bald and extremely large； shone like a gigantic billiard ball in the sunset light。
farther back； in a half…circle； stood what jill at once knew to be the courtiers。 they were well worth looking at for their clothes and armour alone。 as far as that went； they looked more like a flower…bed than a crowd。 but what really made jill open her eyes and mouth as wide as they would go； was the people themselves。 if 〃people〃 was the right word。 for only about one in every five was human。 the rest were things you never see in our world。
fauns； satyrs； centaurs： jill could give a name to these； for she had seen pictures of them。
dwarfs too。 and there were a lot of animals she knew as well； bears； badgers； moles； leopards； mice； and various birds。 but then they were so very different from the animals which one called by the same names in england。 some of them were much bigger … the mice； for instance； stood on their hind legs and were over two feet high。 but quite apart from that； they all looked different。 you could see by the expression in their faces that they could talk and think just as well as you could。
〃golly！〃 thought jill。 〃so its true after all。〃 but next moment she added； 〃i wonder are they friendly？〃 for she had just noticed； on the outskirts of the crowd； one or two giants and some people whom she couldnt give a name to at all。
at that moment aslan and the signs rushed back into her mind。 she had forgotten al