The Last Battle 精彩片段：
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
HOW THE DWARFS REFUSED TO BE TAKEN IN TIRIAN had thought - or he would have thought if he had time to think at all - that they were inside a little thatched stable, about twelve feet long and six feet wide. In reality they stood on grass, the deep blue sky was overhead, and the air which blew gently on their faces was that of a day in early summer. Not far away from them rose a grove of trees, thickly leaved, but under every leaf there peeped out the gold or faint yellow or purple or glowing red of fruits such as no one has seen in our world. The fruit made Tirian feel that it must be autumn but there was something in the feel of the air that told him it could not be later than June. They all moved towards the trees.
Everyone raised his hand to pick the fruit he best liked the look of, and then everyone paused for a second. This fruit was so beautiful that each felt "It cant be meant for me... surely were not allowed to pluck it.”
"Its all right," said Peter. "I know what were all thinking. But Im sure, quite sure, we neednt. Ive a feeling weve got to the country where everything is allowed.”
"Here goes, then!" said Eustace. And they all began to eat.
What was the fruit like? Unfortunately no one can describe a taste. All I can say is that, compared with those fruits, the freshest grapefruit youve ever eaten was dull, and the juiciest orange was dry, and the most melting pear was hard and woody, and the sweetest wild strawberry was sour. And there were no seeds or stones, and no wasps. If you had once eaten that fruit, all the nicest things in this world would taste like medicines after it.
But I cant describe it. You cant find out what it is like unless you can get to that country and taste it for yourself.
When they had eaten enough, Eustace said to King Peter, "You havent yet told us how you got here. You were just going to, when King Tirian turned up.”
"Theres not much to tell," said Peter. "Edmund and I were standing on the platform and we saw your train coming in. I remember thinking it was taking the bend far too fast. And I remember thinking how funny it was that our people were probably in the same train though Lucy didnt know about it -”
"Your people, High King?" said Tirian.
"I mean my Father and Mother - Edmunds and Lucys and mine.”
"Why were they?" asked Jill. "You dont mean to say they know about Narnia?”
"Oh no, it had nothing to do with Narnia. They were on their way to Bristol. Id only heard they were going that morning. But Edmund said theyd be bound to be going by that train." (Edmund was the sort of person who knows about railways.)
"And what happened then?" said Jill.
"Well, its not very easy to describe, is it, Edmund?" said the High King.