“Theonlywayyoucan—byMagic,”saidEustacealmostinawhisper。“Iwaswithtwocousinsofmine。Wewerejust—whiskedaway。They’dbeentherebefore。”
NowthattheyweretalkinginwhispersJillsomehowfeltiteasiertobelieve。Thensuddenlyahorriblesuspicioncameoverherandshesaid(sofiercelythatforthemomentshelookedlikeatigress):
“IfIfindyou’vebeenpullingmylegI’llneverspeaktoyouagain;never,never,never。”
“I’mnot,”saidEustace。“IswearI’mnot。Iswearby—byeverything。”
(WhenIwasatschoolonewouldhavesaid,“IswearbytheBible。”ButBibleswerenotencouragedatExperimentHouse。)
“Allright,”saidJill,“I’llbelieveyou。”
“Andtellnobody?”
“Whatdoyoutakemefor?”
Theywereveryexcitedastheysaidthis。ButwhentheyhadsaiditandJilllookedroundandsawthedullautumnskyandheardthedripofftheleavesandthoughtofallthehopelessnessofExperimentHouse(itwasathirteen-weektermandtherewerestillelevenweekstocome)shesaid:
“Butafterall,what’sthegood?We’renotthere:we’rehere。Andwejollywellcan’tgetthere。Orcanwe?”
“That’swhatI’vebeenwondering,”saidEustace。“WhenwecamebackfromThatPlace,SomeonesaidthatthetwoPevensiekids(that’smytwocousins)couldnevergothereagain。Itwastheirthirdtime,yousee。Isupposethey’vehadtheirshare。ButheneversaidIcouldn’t。Surelyhewouldhavesaidso,unlesshemeantthatIwastogetback?AndIcan’thelpwondering,can
we—couldwe—?”
“Doyoumean,dosomethingtomakeithappen?”
Eustacenodded。
“Youmeanwemightdrawacircleontheground—andwriteinqueerlettersinit—andstandinsideit—andrecitecharmsandspells?”
“Well,”saidEustaceafterhehadthoughthardforabit。“IbelievethatwasthesortofthingIwasthinkingof,thoughIneverdidit。Butnowthatitcomestothepoint,I’veanideathatallthosecirclesandthingsareratherrot。Idon’tthinkhe’dlikethem。Itwouldlookasifwethoughtwecouldmakehimdothings。Butreally,wecanonlyaskhim。”
“Whoisthispersonyoukeepontalkingabout?”
“TheycallhimAslaninThatPlace,”saidEustace。
“Whatacuriousname!”
“Nothalfsocuriousashimself,”saidEustacesolemnly。“Butlet’sgeton。Itcan’tdoanyharm,justasking。Let’sstandsidebyside,likethis。Andwe’llholdoutourarmsinfrontofuswiththepalmsdown:liketheydidinRamandu’sisland—”
“Whoseisland?”
“I’lltellyouaboutthatanothertime。Andhemightlikeustofacetheeast。Let’ssee,whereistheeast?”
“Idon’tknow,”saidJill。
“It’sanextraordinarythingaboutgirlsthattheyneverknowthepointsofthecompass,”saidEustace。
“Youdon’tknoweither,”saidJillindignantly。
“YesIdo,ifonlyyoudidn’tkeeponinterrupting。I’vegotitnow。That’stheeast,facingupintothelaurels。Now,willyousaythewordsafterme?”
“Whatwords?”askedJill。
“ThewordsI’mgoingtosay,ofcourse,”answeredEustace。“Now—”
Andhebegan,“Aslan,Aslan,Aslan!”
“Aslan,Aslan,Aslan,”repeatedJill。
“Pleaseletustwogointo—”
Atthatmomentavoicefromtheothersideofthegymwasheardshoutingout,“Pole?Yes。Iknowwheresheis。She’sblubbingbehindthegym。ShallIfetchherout?”
JillandEustacegaveoneglanceateachother,divedunderthelaurels,andbeganscramblingupthesteep,earthyslopeoftheshrubberyataspeedwhichdidthemgreatcredit。(OwingtothecuriousmethodsofteachingatExperimentHouse,onedidnotlearnmuchFrenchorMathsorLatinorthingsofthatsort;butonedidlearnalotaboutgettingawayquicklyandquietlywhentheywerelookingforone。)
Afteraboutaminute’sscrambletheystoppedtolisten,andknewbythenoisestheyheardthattheywerebeingfollowed。
“Ifonlythedoorwasopenagain!”saidScrubbastheywenton,andJillnodded。Foratthetopoftheshrubberywasahighstonewallandinthatwalladoorbywhichyoucouldgetoutontoopenmoor。Thisdoorwasnearlyalwayslocked。Buttherehadbeentimeswhenpeoplehadfounditopen;orperhapstherehadbeenonlyonetime。Butyoumayimaginehowthememoryofevenonetimekeptpeoplehoping,andtryingthedoor;forifitshouldhappentobeunlockeditwouldbeasplendidwayofgettingoutsidetheschoolgroundswithoutbeingseen。