CHAPTER SIXTEEN（第1 / 3页）
Its -its like a museum.”
quot;; said Susan, quot;Aslans doing something.”
o tone lion and breat ing a moment as if cs tail -and breatone d from to it. tall stone dryad urned rapidly aside to deal one rabbit on , and ruso taurs. But at t moment Lucy said, quot;O the lion.”
I expect youve seen someone put a ligco a bit of ne an unlit fire. And for a second noto ice a tiny streak of flame creeping along t noer Aslan one lion looked just tiny streak of gold began to run along e marble back t spread - to lick all over of paper - ters ill obviously stone, tone folds rippled into living red mouto life.
ed one of tc sig bounding after and jumping up to lick his face.
Of course turned to follo t t t about atues o life.
tyard looked no longer like a museum; it looked more like a zoo. Creatures er Aslan and dancing round ill he crowd.
Instead of all t deadly yard sides of centaurs, indigo yrs, yelloockings and crimson ransparent green, and the larch- girls in green so
brig it yelloead of tampings, ss, er.
quot;O; said Susan in a different tone. quot;Look! I safe?”
Lucy looked and sa Aslan breat of tone giant.
quot;Its all rig; sed Aslan joyously. quot;Once t are put rig of him will follow.”
quot;t exactly ,quot; it oo late to do anyt it noo s legs. No later ed ;Bless me! I must dratted little itc on t by my feet it ; But o o explain o repeat it all again so t at last ood, till op of a ack and toucedly to Aslan, beaming all over ugly face. (Giants of any sort are nos are good-tempered t ten to one you ;No; said Aslan. quot;Look alive, everyone. Up stairs and doairs and in my ladys chamber! Leave no corner unsearched. You never know where some poor prisoner may be concealed.”
And into terior tes t dark, y old castle ec at once, quot;Dont forget ttle air - O smells in for trap-doors - Up more on t; But t of all ,