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版权信息书名:纳尼亚传奇:黎明踏浪号著者:(英)C.S.路易斯译者:高妍出版人:刘庆责任编辑:陈烨策划编辑:鲁礼容装帧设计:余晓琛

第05页:埃德蒙和露西来到了尤斯塔斯家做客,在露西房间的墙上有一幅画。画上画着一艘迎面驶来的船。船首是镀金的,形状好像一条张着大嘴的巨龙。这艘船只有一根桅杆,上面挂着一面正方形的深紫色船帆。在船的侧面——巨龙镀金翅膀的末端——是绿色的。

第28页:凯斯宾打开凳子下面的一个柜子,从里面拿出一只精致的钻石小瓶子,说道:“女王陛下,物归原主。”

第51页:就在凯斯宾几个端起酒杯,刚送到嘴边时,那个黑发大汉冲着他的几个同伙使了个眼色,凯斯宾等几人就被牢牢地控制住了。只有雷佩契普还在敌人手里折腾,见谁咬谁。

第68页:凯斯宾领着士兵们来到孤独群岛城堡前,号手吹响号角,并朝里面喊话,于是城门上面的暗门开了,从里面走出来一个头发蓬乱,戴了一顶脏帽子而不是头盔的家伙,手上还拿着一支锈迹斑斑的长矛。

第89页:当露西爬到梯子的底部时,一个大浪扑面而来,落在甲板上,海水淹到了她的肩膀。幸好露西紧紧地抓住梯子,才没被冲走。

第119页:想到这里,尤斯塔斯变成的这条巨龙竟然放声痛哭。一条强大的巨龙,竟然在月光照耀下的荒凉山谷里号啕大哭,这情景简直叫人无法想象。

第138页:尤斯塔斯跟在狮王的身后走进了深山里。无论狮子走到哪儿,月光总是笼罩在它的周围。

第164页:埃德蒙把鱼叉伸进水里,结果鱼叉一下子变得特别沉。

第220页:这场面简直太好玩了。因为只有一只脚,独脚怪们不能走也不能跑,只能像跳蚤或者青蛙一样蹦来蹦去。

第246页:信天翁张开翅膀,在船头偏右的方向慢慢飞着,好像在带路。德里宁坚信,这只信天翁是他们的向导,立即转舵跟着它走。

第261页:那人手里拿着一盏灯,除了灯,其他的什么都看不清楚。那盏灯慢慢向他们靠近,最后,停在了他们的桌子对面。这时,他们才看清,原来,那是一位身材高挑的姑娘,身穿一件蓝色的露臂长袍,没戴帽子,一头金发披在后背。

第271页:成千上万的白鸟从天而降,露西看到其中一只鸟把一颗红红的东西放进老人嘴里。

第295页:海底人类发现了黎明踏浪号,他们浮上了水面。海底人类的国王挥舞着长矛,凶狠而高傲地注视着露西,他的骑士们也如此,有几位女士露出惊讶的表情。

第308页:露西在鱼群里看见一个和她年龄相仿的海底人类小女孩儿。她永远也忘不了那张脸,那女孩儿看上去一点儿都不慌张,也不像其他海底人类那样充满敌意。CHAPTER ONE THE PICTURE IN THE BEDROOM

There was a boy called Eustace Clarence Scrubb, and he almost deserved it. His parents called him Eustace Clarence and masters called him Scrubb.I can't tell you how his friends spoke to him, for he had none.He didn't call his Father and Mother“Father”and“Mother”,but Harold and Alberta.They were very up-to-date and advanced people.They were vegetarians, non-smokers and teetotallers and wore a special kind of underclothes.In their house there was very little furniture and very few clothes on beds and the windows were always open.

Eustace Clarence liked animals, especially beetles, if they were dead and pinned on a card. He liked books if they were books of information and had pictures of grain elevators or of fat foreign children doing exercises in model schools.

Eustace Clarence disliked his cousins the four Pevensies, Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy. But he was quite glad when he heard that Edmund and Lucy were coming to stay.For deep down inside him he liked bossing and bullying;and, though he was a puny little person who couldn't have stood up even to Lucy, let alone Edmund, in a fight, he knew that there are dozens of ways to give people a bad time if you are in your own home and they are only visitors.

Edmund and Lucy did not at all want to come and stay with Uncle Harold and Aunt Alberta. But it really couldn't be helped.Father had got a job lecturing in America for sixteen weeks that summer, and Mother was to go with him because she hadn't had a real holiday for ten years.Peter was working very hard for an exam and he was to spend the holidays being coached by old Professor Kirke in whose house these four children had had wonderful adventures long ago in the war years. If he had still been in that house he would have had them all to stay.But he had somehow become poor since the old days and was living in a small cottage with only one bedroom to spare.It would have cost too much money to take the other three all to America, and Susan had gone.

Grown-ups thought her the pretty one of the family and she was no good at school work(though otherwise very old for her age)and Mother said she“would get far more out of a trip to America than the youngsters”. Edmund and Lucy tried not to grudge Susan her luck, but it was dreadful having to spend the summer holidays at their Aunt's.“But it's far worse for me,”said Edmund,“because you'll at least have a room of your own and I shall have to share a bedroom with that record stinker, Eustace.”

The story begins on an afternoon when Edmund and Lucy were stealing a few precious minutes alone together. And of course they were talking about Narnia, which was the name of their own private and secret country. Most of us, I suppose, have a secret country but for most of us it is only an imaginary country.Edmund and Lucy were luckier than other people in that respect.Their secret country was real.They had already visited it twice;not in a game or a dream but in reality.They had got there of course by Magic, which is the only way of getting to Narnia.And a promise, or very nearly a promise, had been made them in Narnia itself that they would some day get back.You may imagine that they talked about it a good deal, when they got the chance.

They were in Lucy's room, sitting on the edge of her bed and looking at a picture on the opposite wall. It was the only picture in the house that they liked.Aunt Alberta didn't like it at all(that was why it was put away in a little back room upstairs),but she couldn't get rid of it because it had been a wedding present from someone she did not want to offend.

It was a picture of a ship sailing straight towards you. Her prow was gilded and shaped like the head of a dragon with wide-open mouth.She had only one mast and one large, square sail which was a rich purple.The sides of the ship what you could see of them where the gilded wings of the dragon ended-were green.She had just run up to the top of one glorious blue wave, and the nearer slope of that wave came down towards you, with streaks and bubbles on it.She was obviously running fast before a gay wind, listing over a little on her port side.(By the way, if you are going to read this story at all, and if you don't know already, you had better get it into your head that the left of a ship when you are looking ahead, is port, and the right is starboard.)All the sunlight fell on her from that side, and the water on that side was full of greens and purples.On the other, it was darker blue from the shadow of the ship.

“The question is,”said Edmund,“whether it doesn't make things worse, looking at a Narnian ship when you can't get there.”

“Even looking is better than nothing,”said Lucy.“And she is such a very Narnian ship.”

“Still playing your old game?”said Eustace Clarence, who had been listening outside the door and now came grinning into the room. Last year, when he had been staying with the Pevensies, he had managed to hear them all talking of Narnia and he loved teasing them about it.He thought of course that they were making it all up;and as he was far too stupid to make anything up himself, he did not approve of that.

“You're not wanted here,”said Edmund curtly.

“I'm trying to think of a limerick,”said Eustace.“Something like this:

Some kids who played games about Narnia Got gradually balmier and balmier-”

“Well Narnia and balmier don't rhyme, to begin with,”said Lucy.

“It's an assonance,”said Eustace.

“Don't ask him what an ass-thingummy is,”said Edmund.“He's only longing to be asked. Say nothing and perhaps he'll go away.”

Most boys, on meeting a reception like this, would either have cleared out or flared up. Eustace did neither.He just hung about grinning, and presently began talking again.“Do you like that picture?”he asked.

“For heaven's sake don't let him get started about Art and all that,”said Edmund hurriedly, but Lucy, who was very truthful, had already said,“Yes, I do. I like it very much.”

“It's a rotten picture,”said Eustace.

“You won't see it if you step outside,”said Edmund.

“Why do you like it?”said Eustace to Lucy.

“Well, for one thing,”said Lucy,“I like it because the ship looks as if it was really moving. And the water looks as if it was really wet.And the waves look as if they were really going up and down.”

Of course Eustace knew lots of answers to this, but he didn't say anything. The reason was that at that very moment he looked at the waves and saw that they did look very much indeed as if they were going up and down.He had only once been in a ship(and then only as far as the Isle of Wight)and had been horribly seasick.The look of the waves in the picture made him feel sick again.He turned rather green and tried another look.And then all three children were staring with open mouths.

What they were seeing may be hard to believe when you read it in print, but it was almost as hard to believe when you saw it happening. The things in the picture were moving.It didn't look at all like a cinema either;the colours were too real and clean and out-of-doors for that.Down went the prow of the ship into the wave and up went a great shock of spray. And then up went the wave behind her, and her stern and her deck became visible for the first time, and then disappeared as the next wave came to meet her and her bows went up again.At the same moment an exercise book which had been lying beside Edmund on the bed flapped, rose and sailed through the air to the wall behind him, and Lucy felt all her hair whipping round her face as it does on a windy day.And this was a windy day;but the wind was blowing out of the picture towards them.And suddenly with the wind came the noises-the swishing of waves and the slap of water against the ship's sides and the creaking and the overall high steady roar of air and water.But it was the smell, the wild, briny smell, which really convinced Lucy that she was not dreaming.

“Stop it,”came Eustace's voice, squeaky with fright and bad temper.“It's some silly trick you two are playing. Stop it.I'll tell Alberta Ow!”

The other two were much more accustomed to adventures, but, just exactly as Eustace Clarence said“Ow,”they both said“Ow”too. The reason was that a great cold, salt splash had broken right out of the frame and they were breathless from the smack of it, besides being wet through.

“I'll smash the rotten thing,”cried Eustace;and then several things happened at the same time. Eustace rushed towards the picture.Edmund, who knew something about magic, sprang after him, warning him to look out and not to be a fool.Lucy grabbed at him from the other side and was dragged forward.And by this time either they had grown much smaller or the picture had grown bigger.Eustace jumped to try to pull it off the wall and found himself standing on the frame;in front of him was not glass but real sea, and wind and waves rushing up to the frame as they might to a rock.He lost his head and clutched at the other two who had jumped up beside him.There was a second of struggling and shouting, and just as they thought they had got their balance a great blue roller surged up round them, swept them off their feet, and drew them down into the sea. Eustace's despairing cry suddenly ended as the water got into his mouth.

Lucy thanked her stars that she had worked hard at her swimming last summer term. It is true that she would have got on much better if she had used a slower stroke, and also that the water felt a great deal colder than it had looked while it was only a picture.Still, she kept her head and kicked her shoes off, as everyone ought to do who falls into deep water in their clothes.She even kept her mouth shut and her eyes open.They were still quite near the ship;she saw its green side towering high above them, and people looking at her from the deck.Then, as one might have expected, Eustace clutched at her in a panic and down they both went.

When they came up again she saw a white figure diving off the ship's side. Edmund was close beside her now, treading water, and had caught the arms of the howling Eustace. Then someone else, whose face was vaguely familiar, slipped an arm under her from the other side.There was a lot of shouting going on from the ship, heads crowding together above the bulwarks, ropes being thrown.Edmund and the stranger were fastening ropes round her.After that followed what seemed a very long delay during which her face got blue and her teeth began chattering.In reality the delay was not very long;they were waiting till the moment when she could be got on board the ship without being dashed against its side.Even with all their best endeavours she had a bruised knee when she finally stood, dripping and shivering, on the deck.After her Edmund was heaved up, and then the miserable Eustace.Last of all came the stranger a golden-headed boy some years older than herself.

“Ca Ca Caspian!”gasped Lucy as soon as she had breath enough. For Caspian it was;Caspian, the boy king of Narnia whom they had helped to set on the throne during their last visit.

Immediately Edmund recognized him too. All three shook hands and clapped one another on the back with great delight.

“But who is your friend?”said Caspian almost at once, turning to Eustace with his cheerful smile. But Eustace was crying much harder than any boy of his age has a right to cry when nothing worse than a wetting has happened to him, and would only yell out,“Let me go.Let me go back.I don't like it.”

“Let you go?”said Caspian.“But where?”

Eustace rushed to the ship's side, as if he expected to see the picture frame hanging above the sea, and perhaps a glimpse of Lucy's bedroom. What he saw was blue waves flecked with foam, and paler blue sky, both spreading without a break to the horizon.Perhaps we can hardly blame him if his heart sank.He was promptly sick.

“Hey!Rynelf,”said Caspian to one of the sailors.“Bring spiced wine for their Majesties. You'll need something to warm you after that dip.”He called Edmund and Lucy their Majesties because they and Peter and Susan had all been Kings and Queens of Narnia long before his time. Narnian time flows differently from ours.If you spent a hundred years in Narnia, you would still come back to our world at the very same hour of the very same day on which you left.And then, if you went back to Narnia after spending a week here, you might find that a thousand Narnian years had passed, or only a day, or no time at all.You never know till you get there.Consequently, when the Pevensie children had returned to Narnia last time for their second visit, it was(for the Narnians)as if King Arthur came back to Britain, as some people say he will.And I say the sooner the better.

Rynelf returned with the spiced wine steaming in a flagon and four silver cups. It was just what one wanted, and as Lucy and Edmund sipped it they could feel the warmth going right down to their toes.But Eustace made faces and spluttered and spat it out and was sick again and began to cry again and asked if they hadn't any Plumptree's Vitaminized Nerve Food and could it be made with distilled water and anyway he insisted on being put ashore at the next station.

“This is a merry shipmate you've brought us, Brother,”whispered Caspian to Edmund with a chuckle;but before he could say anything more Eustace burst out again.“Oh!Ugh!What on earth's that!Take it away, the horrid thing.”

He really had some excuse this time for feeling a little surprised. Something very curious indeed had come out of the cabin in the poop and was slowly approaching them.You might call it and indeed it was a Mouse.But then it was a Mouse on its hind legs and stood about two feet high.A thin band of gold passed round its head under one ear and over the other and in this was stuck a long crimson feather.(As the Mouse's fur was very dark, almost black, the effect was bold and striking.)Its left paw rested on the hilt of a sword very nearly as long as its tail. Its balance, as it paced gravely along the swaying deck, was perfect, and its manners courtly.Lucy and Edmund recognized it at once Reepicheep, the most valiant of all the Talking Beasts of Narnia, and the Chief Mouse.It had won undying glory in the second Battle of Beruna.Lucy longed, as she had always done, to take Reepicheep up in her arms and cuddle him.But this, as she well knew, was a pleasure she could never have:it would have offended him deeply.Instead, she went down on one knee to talk to him.

Reepicheep put forward his left leg, drew back his right, bowed, kissed her hand, straightened himself, twirled his whiskers, and said in his shrill, piping voice:“My humble duty to your Majesty. And to King Edmund, too.”(Here he bowed again.)“Nothing except your Majesties'presence was lacking to this glorious venture.”

“Ugh, take it away,”wailed Eustace.“I hate mice. And I never could bear performing animals.They're silly and vulgar and-and sentimental.”

“Am I to understand,”said Reepicheep to Lucy after a long stare at Eustace,“that this singularly discourteous person is under your Majesty's protection?Because, if not-”

At this moment Lucy and Edmund both sneezed.

“What a fool I am to keep you all standing here in your wet things,”said Caspian.“Come on below and get changed. I'll give you my cabin of course, Lucy, but I'm afraid we have no women's clothes on board.You'll have to make do with some of mine.Lead the way, Reepicheep, like a good fellow.”

“To the convenience of a lady,”said Reepicheep,“even a question of honour must give way at least for the moment-”and here he looked very hard at Eustace. But Caspian hustled them on and in a few minutes Lucy found herself passing through the door into the stern cabin. She fell in love with it at once the three square windows that looked out on the blue, swirling water astern, the low cushioned benches round three sides of the table, the swinging silver lamp overhead(Dwarfs'work, she knew at once by its exquisite delicacy)and the flat gold image of Aslan the Lion on the forward wall above the door.All this she took in in a flash, for Caspian immediately opened a door on the starboard side, and said,“This'll be your room, Lucy.I'll just get some dry things for myself-”he was rummaging in one of the lockers while he spoke“and then leave you to change.If you'll fling your wet things outside the door I'll get them taken to the galley to be dried.”

Lucy found herself as much at home as if she had been in Caspian's cabin for weeks, and the motion of the ship did not worry her, for in the old days when she had been a queen in Narnia she had done a good deal of voyaging. The cabin was very tiny but bright with painted panels(all birds and beasts and crimson dragons and vines)and spotlessly clean. Caspian's clothes were too big for her, but she could manage.His shoes, sandals and sea-boots were hopelessly big but she did not mind going barefoot on board ship.When she had finished dressing she looked out of her window at the water rushing past and took a long deep breath.She felt quite sure they were in for a lovely time.第一章 卧室里的画

从前,有个叫尤斯塔斯·克劳伦斯·斯克罗布的男孩,他的父母习惯叫他尤斯塔斯·克劳伦斯,而老师们则叫他斯克罗布。他没有朋友,我们自然也不知道他的朋友叫他什么。尤斯塔斯的父亲叫哈罗德,母亲叫阿尔贝塔。他从来不叫他们爸爸妈妈,而是直呼其名,管他们叫哈罗德和阿尔贝塔。他的父母非常爱赶时髦,还是素食主义者,不抽烟、不喝酒,就连穿的内衣都与众不同。他们家里基本上没有什么家具和床上用品,窗户永远是打开的。

尤斯塔斯·克劳伦斯喜欢动物,尤其是那种钉在纸板上的甲虫标本。他很喜欢看书,偏爱带插图的科学类书籍,比如画着谷物升降机,或是胖胖的外国孩子在学校里做运动之类的书。

尤斯塔斯有四个表亲,他们都是佩文西家的孩子:彼得、苏珊、埃德蒙和露西。他一点儿都不喜欢这几个表亲。但当他听说埃德蒙和露西会来家里住时,心里还是很开心——他一向喜欢发号施令、以大欺小,虽然他可能连露西都打不过,更不用说埃德蒙了。但他们毕竟是在自己家做客,所以,想要整治他们的话,办法还是很多的。

埃德蒙和露西一点儿都不想去舅舅哈罗德家。可是,父亲今年夏天要去美国讲课,一走就是16周,母亲也会一同前往,毕竟,她10年都没有休过假了。彼得正忙着准备考试,柯克教授答应整个暑假都帮他补习——彼得本想住在教授家,因为在战争时期,孩子们去过老教授家,还在那里经历了一次让他们终生难忘的历险。如果教授还住在那里的话,肯定会让孩子们都过去住的。可是,不知什么原因,他现在没钱了,只能住在一个小平房里,而且也只能腾出一间卧室来让一个孩子住。考虑到成本问题,父母也不可能带着其他三个孩子都去美国。

苏珊已经出落成了亭亭玉立的少女,在父母看来,她是几个孩子中长得最漂亮的。虽然在学校的成绩不太好,但她母亲觉得与其带最小的孩子去美国,还不如让苏珊去学些东西更好些。埃德蒙和露西都羡慕苏珊运气好,虽然没有嫉妒之心,可一想到要在舅舅家度过一个暑假,他们就觉得无比郁闷。埃德蒙对露西说:“你好歹还有一间自己的卧室,而我呢?我得和那个讨厌的尤斯塔斯挤在一间屋子里。”

有一天下午,埃德蒙和露西终于有时间清净一会儿。利用这段时间,兄妹俩聊起了那个只属于他们兄弟姐妹的神秘世界——纳尼亚。我想,每个人都有自己不为人知的神秘世界吧,可对于我们大多数人来说,这个神秘世界也只限于想象当中。埃德蒙和露西可比我们幸运得多——对于他们来说,神秘世界是真实存在的。他们还去过两次呢,这可不是一个游戏或者梦,而是真的去过。每次去都是通过魔法,这也是去纳尼亚唯一的途径。在上一次离别纳尼亚王国之际,他们曾许下诺言,一定会重返纳尼亚。大家都可以想象得到,只要一有机会,他们的话题总是离不开纳尼亚。

此刻,两个人都在露西的房间。他们坐在床边,看着对面墙上的一幅画。这是整栋房子里他们唯一喜欢的一幅画——婶婶阿尔贝塔一点儿也不喜欢这幅画,但因为这幅画是她结婚时别人送的,她不想得罪这个人——所以,这幅画也没办法扔掉,最后被她放在了楼上最里面的一间小卧室里。

画上画着一艘迎面驶来的船。船首是镀金的,形状好像一条张着大嘴的巨龙。这艘船只有一根桅杆,上面挂着一面正方形的深紫色船帆。在船的侧面——巨龙镀金翅膀的末端——是绿色的。这艘船乘风破浪,驶过之处浪花飞溅。可以很明显地看出,船在迎着风行驶时,左舷有些微微倾斜。我想说明一下,大家在读这个故事之前,如果没有一点儿航海知识的话,那么要记住,从船尾向船头看,左边是左舷,右边是右舷。阳光照在左舷上,那一侧的海水是绿色和紫色的;而右舷那一侧,船身投下巨大的影子,映得海水呈深蓝色。“唉,眼巴巴地看着一艘纳尼亚的船,咱们却上不去。”埃德蒙说。“能看见也是好的,它是一艘真正的纳尼亚的大船。”露西说。

尤斯塔斯一直在门外偷听,这时他笑嘻嘻地走进来说:“还在玩你们的老把戏呀?”去年,在他去佩文西家串门的时候,偷听到了孩子们在讲纳尼亚的事。从那以后,他就一直拿这件事取笑他们。他觉得,这个故事肯定是他们编的。他因为太笨了,自己什么都编不出来,所以对此嗤之以鼻。“我们可没请你来。”埃德蒙冷冷地说。“我正想着给你们作一首打油诗呢,”尤斯塔斯说,“听好了啊:那些玩着纳尼亚游戏的孩子,一天比一天愚蠢……”“‘孩子’和‘愚蠢’一点儿都不押韵。”露西说。“这是半押韵嘛。”尤斯塔斯说。“你可别问他‘狗屁的半押韵’是什么,”埃德蒙说,“他就等着你问呢。别说话,一会儿他自己觉得没趣儿就走了。”

在这种情况下,一般男孩子听到这话,要不转头就走,要不就直接发火。尤斯塔斯则不同。他嬉皮笑脸地赖着不走,过了一会儿又说:“你们喜欢这张画?”“我的天哪!可千万别跟他聊艺术!”埃德蒙急忙说。可露西十分真诚,她说:“对呀,我非常喜欢。”“这张画简直就是垃圾!”尤斯塔斯说。“不爱看就赶紧出去。”埃德蒙说。“你为什么喜欢呢?”尤斯塔斯问。“我喜欢,是因为这艘船看着好像真的在航行。”露西说,“就连大海和此起彼伏的浪花,都像是真的。”

要是在以前,尤斯塔斯肯定有一大堆揶揄的话,可这次他什么都没说。他盯着那幅画,觉得上面的大海仿佛真的在动。他只坐过一次船,去的还是很近的怀特岛,他深知晕船有多么难受。而现在,画里面的海浪让他有一种晕船的感觉。他脸色发青,正想再看一眼,却发

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