SHASTAranlightlyalongtheroofontiptoes。Itfelthottohisbarefeet。Hewasonlyafewsecondsscramblingupthewallatthefarendandwhenhegottothecornerhefoundhimselflookingdownintoanarrow,smellystreet,andtherewasarubbishheapagainsttheoutsideofthewalljustasCorinhadtoldhim。Beforejumpingdownhetookarapidglanceroundhimtogethisbearings。Apparentlyhehadnowcomeoverthecrownoftheisland-hillonwhichTashbaanisbuilt。Everythingslopedawaybeforehim,flatroofsbelowflatroofs,downtothetowersandbattlementsofthecity'sNorthernwall。Beyondthatwastheriverandbeyondtheriverashortslopecoveredwithgardens。Butbeyondthatagaintherewassomethinghehadneverseenthelikeof—agreatyellowish—greything,flatasacalmsea,andstretchingformiles。Onthefarsideofitwerehugebluethings,lumpybutwithjaggededges,andsomeofthemwithwhitetops。"Thedesert!themountains!"thoughtShasta。
Hejumpeddownontotherubbishandbegantrottingalongdownhillasfastashecouldinthenarrowlane,whichsoonbroughthimintoawiderstreetwherethereweremorepeople。Noonebotheredtolookatalittleraggedboyrunningalongonbarefeet。Still,hewasanxiousanduneasytillheturnedacornerandtheresawthecitygateinfrontofhim。Herehewaspressedandjostledabit,foragoodmanyotherpeoplewerealsogoingout;andonthebridgebeyondthegatethecrowdbecamequiteaslowprocession,morelikeaqueuethanacrowd。Outthere,withclearrunningwateroneachside,itwasdeliciouslyfreshafterthesmellandheatandnoiseofTashbaan。
WhenonceShastahadreachedthefarendofthebridgehefoundthecrowdmeltingaway;everyoneseemedtobegoingeithertotheleftorrightalongtheriverbank。Hewentstraightaheaduparoadthatdidnotappeartobemuchused,betweengardens。Inafewpaceshewasalone,andafewmorebroughthimtothetopoftheslope。Therehestoodandstared。Itwaslikecomingtotheendoftheworldforallthegrassstoppedquitesuddenlyafewfeetbeforehimandthesandbegan:endlesslevelsandlikeonaseashorebutabitrougherbecauseitwasneverwet。Themountains,whichnowlookedfurtheroffthanbefore,loomedahead。Greatlytohisreliefhesaw,aboutfiveminutes'walkawayonhisleft,whatmustcertainlybetheTombs,justasBreehaddescribedthem;greatmassesofmoulderingstoneshapedlikegiganticbee-hive,butalittlenarrower。Theylookedveryblackandgrim,forthesunwasnowsettingrightbehindthem。
HeturnedhisfaceWestandtrottedtowardstheTombs。Hecouldnothelplookingoutveryhardforanysignofhisfriends,thoughthesettingsunshoneinhisfacesothathecouldseehardlyanything。"Andanyway,"hethought,"ofcoursethey'llberoundonthefarsideofthefarthestTomb,notthissidewhereanyonemightseethemfromthecity。"
TherewereabouttwelveTombs,eachwithalowarcheddoorwaythatopenedintoabsoluteblackness。Theyweredottedaboutinnokindoforder,sothatittookalongtime,goingroundthisoneandgoingroundthatone,beforeyoucouldbesurethatyouhadlookedroundeverysideofeverytomb。ThiswaswhatShastahadtodo。Therewasnobodythere。
Itwasveryquiethereoutontheedgeofthedesert;andnowthesunhadreallyset。
Suddenlyfromsomewherebehindhimtherecameaterriblesound。Shasta'sheartgaveagreatjumpandhehadtobitehistonguetokeephimselffromscreaming。Nextmomentherealizedwhatitwas:thehornsofTashbaanblowingfortheclosingofthegates。"Don'tbeasillylittlecoward,"saidShastatohimself。
"Why,it'sonlythesamenoiseyouheardthismorning。"Butthereisagreatdifferencebetweenanoiseheardlettingyouinwithyourfriendsinthemorning,andanoiseheardaloneatnightfall,shuttingyouout。Andnowthatthegateswereshutheknewtherewasnochanceoftheothersjoininghimthatevening。"Eitherthey'reshutupinTashbaanforthenight,"thoughtShasta,"orelsethey'vegoneonwithoutme。It'sjustthesortofthingthat
Araviswoulddo。ButBreewouldn't。Oh,hewouldn't。—now,wouldhe?"
InthisideaaboutAravisShastawasoncemorequitewrong。Shewasproudandcouldbehardenoughbutshewasastrueassteelandwouldneverhavedesertedacompanion,whethershelikedhimornot。
NowthatShastaknewhewouldhavetospendthenightalone(itwasgettingdarkereveryminute),hebegantolikethelookoftheplacelessandless。Therewassomethingveryuncomfortableaboutthosegreat,silentshapesofstone。Hehadbeentryinghishardestforalongtimenottothinkofghouls:buthecouldn'tkeepitupanylonger。
"Ow!Ow!Help!"heshoutedsuddenly,foratthatverymomenthefeltsomethingtouchhisleg。Idon'tthinkanyonecanbeblamedforshoutingifsomethingcomesupfrombehindandtoucheshim;notinsuchaplaceandatsuchatime,whenheisfrightenedalready。Shastaatanyratewastoofrightenedtorun。AnythingwouldbebetterthanbeingchasedroundandroundtheburialplacesoftheAncientKingswithsomethinghedarednotlookatbehindhim。Instead,hedidwhatwasreallythemostsensiblethinghecoulddo。Helookedround,andhisheartalmostburstwithrelief。Whathadtouchedhimwasonlyacat。
ThelightwastoobadnowforShastatoseemuchofthecatexceptthatitwasbigandverysolemn。Itlookedasifitmighthavelivedforlong,longyearsamongtheTombs,alone。Itseyesmadeyouthinkitknewsecretsitwouldnottell。"Puss,puss,"saidShasta。"Isupposeyou'renotatalkingcat。"
Thecatstaredathimharderthanever。Thenitstartedwalkingaway,andofcourseShastafollowedit。Itledhimrightthroughthetombsandoutonthedesertsideofthem。ThereitsatdownboltuprightwithitstailcurledrounditsfeetanditsfacesettowardsthedesertandtowardsNarniaandtheNorth,asstillasifitwerewatchingforsomeenemy。ShastalaydownbesideitwithhisbackagainstthecatandhisfacetowardstheTombs,becauseifoneisnervousthere'snothinglikehavingyourfacetowardsthedangerandhavingsomethingwarmandsolidatyourback。Thesandwouldn'thaveseemedverycomfortabletoyou,butShastahadbeensleepingonthegroundforweeksandhardlynoticedit。Verysoonhefellasleep,thougheveninhisdreamshewentonwonderingwhathadhappenedtoBreeandAravisandHwin。
Hewaswakenedsuddenlybyanoisehehadneverheardbefore。"Perhapsitwasonlyanightmare,"saidShastatohimself。Atthesamemomenthenoticedthatthecathadgonefromhisback,andhewishedithadn't。ButhelayquitestillwithoutevenopeninghiseyesbecausehefeltsurehewouldbemorefrightenedifhesatupandlookedroundattheTombsandtheloneliness:justasyouorImightliestillwiththeclothesoverourheads。Butthenthenoisecameagain-aharsh,piercingcryfrombehindhimoutofthedesert。Thenofcoursehehadtoopenhiseyesandsitup。
Themoonwasshiningbrightly。TheTombs-farbiggerandnearerthanhehadthoughttheywouldbe-lookedgreyinthemoonlight。Infact,theylookedhorriblylikehugepeople,drapedingreyrobesthatcoveredtheirheadsandfaces。Theywerenotatallnicethingstohavenearyouwhenspendinganightaloneinastrangeplace。Butthenoisehadcomefromtheoppositeside,fromthedesert。ShastahadtoturnhisbackontheTombs(hedidn'tlikethatmuch)andstareoutacrossthelevelsand。Thewildcryrangoutagain。
"Ihopeit'snotmorelions,"thoughtShasta。Itwasinfactnotverylikethelion'sroarshehadheardonthenightwhentheymetHwinandAravis,andwasreallythecryofajackal。ButofcourseShastadidnotknowthis。Evenifhehadknown,hewouldnothavewantedverymuchtomeetajackal。
Thecriesrangoutagainandagain。"There'smorethanoneofthem,whatevertheyare,"thoughtShasta。"Andthey'recomingnearer。"
IsupposethatifhehadbeenanentirelysensibleboyhewouldhavegonebackthroughtheTombsnearertotheriverwheretherewerehouses,andwildbeastswouldbelesslikelytocome。Butthentherewere(orhethoughttherewere)theghouls。TogobackthroughtheTombswouldmeangoingpastthosedarkopeningsintheTombs;andwhatmightcomeoutofthem?Itmayhavebeensilly,butShastafelthewouldratherriskthewildbeasts。Then,asthecriescamenearerandnearer,hebegantochangehismind。
Hewasjustgoingtorunforitwhensuddenly,betweenhimandthedesert,ahugeanimalboundedintoview。Asthemoonwasbehindit,itlookedquiteblack,andShastadidnotknowwhatitwas,exceptthatithadaverybig,shaggyheadandwentonfourlegs。ItdidnotseemtohavenoticedShasta,foritsuddenlystopped,turneditsheadtowardsthedesertandletoutaroarwhichre-echoedthroughtheTombsandseemedtoshakethesandunderShasta'sfeet。Thecriesoftheothercreaturessuddenlystoppdandhethoughthecouldhearfeetscamperingaway。ThenthegreatbeastturnedtoexamineShasta。
"It'salion,Iknowit'salion,"thoughtShasta。"I'mdone。Iwonderwillithurtmuch。Iwishitwasover。Iwonderdoesanythinghappentopeopleafterthey'redead。O-o-oh!Hereitcomes!"Andheshuthiseyesandhisteethtight。
Butinsteadofteethandclawsheonlyfeltsomethingwarmlyingdownathisfeet。Andwhenheopenedhiseyeshesaid,"Why,it'snotnearlyasbigasIthought!It'sonlyhalfthesize。No,itisn'tevenquarterthesize。Idodeclareit'sonlythecat!Imusthavedreamedallthataboutitsbeingasbigasahorse。"
Andwhetherhereallyhadbeendreamingornot,whatwasnowlyingathisfeet,andstaringhimoutofcountenancewithitsbig,green,unwinkingeyes,wasthecat;thoughcertainlyoneofthelargestcatshehadeverseen。
"Oh,Puss,"gaspedShasta。"Iamsogladtoseeyouagain。I'vebeenhavingsuchhorribledreams。"Andheatoncelaydownagain,backtobackwiththecatastheyhadbeenatthebeginningofthenight。Thewarmthfromitspreadalloverhim。
"I'llneverdoanythingnastytoacatagainaslongasIlive,"saidShasta,halftothecatandhalftohimself。"!didonce,youknow。Ithrewstonesatahalf-starvedmangyoldstray。Hey!Stopthat。"Forthecathadturnedroundandgivenhimascratch。"Noneofthat,"saidShasta。"Itisn'tasifyoucouldunderstandwhatI'msaying。"Thenhedozedoff。
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