CHAPTER THIRTEEN AN UNEXPECTED MEETING（第3/3页）

“Oh ！”gasped Digory as if he had been hurt，and put his hand to his head．For he now knew that the most terrible choice lay before him．

“What has the Lion ever done for you that you should be his slave ？”said the Witch．“What can he do to you once you are back in your own world ？ And what would your Mother think if she knew that you could have taken her pain away and given her back her life and saved your Father’s heart from being broken，and that you wouldn’t-that you’d rather run messages for a wild animal in a strange world that is no business of yours ？”

“I-I don’t think he is a wild animal，”said Digory in a dried-up sort of voice．“He is-I don’t know-”

“Then he is something worse，”said the Witch．“Look what he has done to you already；look how heartless he has made you．That is what he does to everyone who listens to him．Cruel，pitiless boy ！ you would let your own Mother die rather than-”

“Oh shut up，”said the miserable Digory，still in the same voice．“Do you think I don’t see ？ But I-I promised．”

“Ah，but you didn’t know what you were promising．And no one here can prevent you．”

“Mother herself，”said Digory，getting the words out with difficulty，“wouldn’t like it-awfully strict about keeping promises-and not stealing-and all that sort of thing．She’d tell me not to do it-quick as anything-if she was here．”

“But she need never know，”said the Witch，speaking more sweetly than you would have thought anyone with so fierce a face could speak．“You wouldn’t tell her how you’d got the apple． Your Father need never know．No one in your world need know anything about this whole story．You needn’t take the little girl back with you，you know．”

That was where the Witch made her fatal mistake．Of course Digory knew that Polly could get away by her own ring as easily as he could get away by his．But apparently the Witch didn’t know this．And the meanness of the suggestion that he should leave Polly behind suddenly made all the other things the Witch had been saying to him sound false and hollow．And even in the midst of all his misery，his head suddenly cleared，and he said（in a different and much louder’ voice）：

“Look here；where do you come into all this ？ Why are you so precious fond of my Mother all of a sudden ？ What’s it got to do with you ？ What’s your game ？”

“Good for you，Digs，”whispered Polly in his ear．“Quick ！ Get away now．”She hadn’t dared to say anything all through the argument because，you see，it wasn’t her Mother who was dying．

“Up then，”said Digory，heaving her on to Fledge’s back and then scrambling up as quickly as he could．The horse spread its wings．

“Go then，Fools，”called the Witch．“Think of me，Boy， when you lie old and weak and dying，and remember how you threw away the chance of endless youth ！ It won’t be offered you again．”

They were already so high that they could only just hear her． Nor did the Witch waste any time gazing up at them；they saw her set off northward down the slope of the hill．

They had started early that morning and what happened in the garden had not taken very long，so that Fledge and Polly both said they would easily get back to Narnia before nightfall．Digory never spoke on the way back，and the others were shy of speaking to him．He was very sad and he wasn’t even sure all the time that he had done the right thing；but whenever he remembered the shining tears in Aslan’s eyes he became sure．

All day Fledge flew steadily with untiring wings；eastward with the river to guide him，through the mountains and over the wild wooded hills，and then over the great waterfall and down， and down，to where the woods of Narnia were darkened by the shadow of the mighty cliff，till at last，when the sky was growing red with sunset behind them，he saw a place where many creatures were gathered together by the riverside．And soon he could see Aslan himself in the midst of them．Fledge glided down，spread out his four legs，closed his wings，and landed cantering． Then he pulled up．The children dismounted．Digory saw all the animals，dwarfs，satyrs，nymphs，and other things drawing back to the left and right to make way for him．He walked up to Aslan， handed him the apple, and said：

“I’ve brought you the apple you wanted，sir．”