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CHAPTER SEVEN HOW THE ADVENTURE ENDED（第1页）

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“LOOKatwhat?”

saidEdmund.

“Lookatthedevithegold，”

said.

“Alittlehammerwithadiamolikeastar，”

saidDrinian.“Why，I'veseenthatbefore.”

&!”

said.“Why，ofcourseyouhave.ItisthesigNarhisistheLordO-ring.”

“Villain，”

saidReepicheepton，“haveyoudevouredaNarnianlord?”

Butthedragonshookhisheadviolently.

“Orperhaps，”

saidLucy，“thisistheLordO，turon—ument，youknow.”

“Itbeeither，”

saidEdmund.“Alldragogold.ButIthinkit'sasafeguessthatOgothisisland.”

&heLordO?”

saidLucyton，andthesadlyshookitshead，“Areyousomeoed—someonehuman，Imean?”

Itly.

Andthensomeonesaid—peopledisputedafterwardwhetherLuundsaiditfirst—“You'reayce?”

&aoddedhisterribledragohumpedhistailintheseaandeveryoneskippedbaeofthesailorswithejasIwillnotputd）toavoidtheenormousandboilingtearswhihiseyes.

Lucytriedhardtoandevenscreweduphercetokissthescalyfaearlyeveryonesaid“HardludseveralassuredEustacethattheywouldallstandbyhimandmanysaidtherewassuretobesomewayofdisenghimandthey'dhavehimasrightasraininadayortwo.Andofcoursetheywereallveryanxioustohearhisstory，buthe'tspeak.Morethahedaysthatfollotedtowriteitforthemonthesand.But，thisneversucthefirstplaceEustaeverhaviherightbooks）hadotellastht.Andf，themuserveson-clawsthathehadtousehadowriteabuiltfanyway.Asaresultheheeidedwashedawayallthewritihebitshehadalreadytroddenonoratalyswishedoutwithhistail.Andallthatanyonehadseehihedotsareforthebitshehadsmudgedout—

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Itwas，however，cleartoeveryoace'scharacterhadbeenratherimprovedbybeingadragon.Hewasanxioustohelp.Heflewoverthewholeislandandfounditwasallmountainousandinhabitedonlybywildgoatsanddrovesofwildswihesehebroughtbaycarcassesasprovisionsfortheship.Hewasaveryhumaoo，forhecoulddispatchabeastwithoneblowofhistailsothatitdidn'tknoresumablystilldoesn'tknow）ithadbeeeafewhimself，ofcourse，butalwaysalone，fornowthathewasadragonhelikedhisfoodrawbutheeverbeartoletothersseehimathismessymeals.Andoneday，flyingslowlyairiumph，heborebapagreattallpireewhichhehadtornupbytherootsinadistantvalleyandwhiadeintoacapitalmast.Andintheeveningifitturnedchilly，asitsometimesdidaftertheheavyrains，hewasaforttoeveryohewholepartywouldeandsitwiththeirbasthishotsidesawellwarmedanddried;andonepuffofhisfierybreathwouldlightthemostobstiimeshewouldtakeaselectpartyforaflyonhisback，sothattheycouldseewheelihemthegreeherockyheights，thenarrowpit-likevalleysandfaroutovertheseatotheeastotofdarkerblueonthebluehorizonwhichmightbeland.

Thepleasure（quiteohim）ofbeiillmore，oflikingotherpeople，tEustadespair.Foritwasverydrearybeingadragon.Heshudderedwhesightofhisowionasheflewoveramouedthehugebatlikewings，thesaw-edgedridgeonhisbadthecruel，curvedclaws.Hewasalmostafraidtobealohhimselfahewasashamedtobewiththeothers.Ontheeveningswhebeingusedasahot-waterbottlehewouldslinkawayfromthedliecurleduplikeashewoodaer.Onsuchos，greatlytohissurprise，Reepicheepwashismosttforter.ThenobleMousewouldcreepawayfromthemerrycircleatthecampfireandsitdownbythedragon'shead，welltothewindwardtobeoutofthewayofhissmokybreath.TherehewouldexplainthateacewasastrikingillustratiournofFortune'swheel，andthatifhehadEustaceathisownhouseinNarnia（itwasreallyaholenotahouseandthedragon'shead，letalonehisbody，wouldedin）heorethanahundredexampless，dukes，knights，poets，lovers，astronomers，philosophers，andmagis，whohadfallenfromprosperityidistressinganyhadredlivedhappilyeverafterward.Itdidnot，perhaps，seemsoveryfatthetime，butitwaskiaaeverfotit.

Butofcoursewhathungovereveryonelikeacloudroblemofwhattodowiththeirdragoheywerereadytosail.Theytriednottotalkofitwhehere，buthe'thelpslike，“Wouldhefitallalongohededwe'dhavetoshiftallthestorestotheothersidedownbelowsoastobalance，”

or，“Wouldtowinghimbeanygood?”

or“Wouldhebeabletokeepupbyflying?”

and（mostoftenofall），“Buthowarewetofeedhim?”

Aacerealizedmoreasidayheboardhehadbeenanunmitigatedhewaserill.Andthisateintohismind，justasthatbraceletateint.Hekoworsetotearatitwithhisgreatteeth，buthe'thelptearingnowandthen，espehotnights.

AboutsixdaysaftertheyhadlandedonIsland，Edmuoveryearly.Itwasjustgettinggraysothatyoucouldseethetree-trunksiftheywerebetweenyouaherdire.Ashewokehethoughtheheardsomethingmoving，soheraisedhimselfononeelbowahim:ahoughthesawadarkfiguremovingontheseawardsideofthewood.Theideathatatonceoindwas，“Arewesosuretherearehisislandafterall?”

Theitian—itwasabhtsize—buthekhadbeetohimandcouldseethathehadn'tmoved.Edmuhathisswordwasinitspladtheoie.