Chapter 7 Chapter 6. Entering the Forest

"Macready, hurry up and take these people away." After a while, Susan couldn't help but said, "I'm having cramps, how uncomfortable it is." "The smell of camphor is terrible!" continued Edmund. "I wish there were more mothballs in the pockets of these coats," said Susan, "so there won't be any moths." "Something poked me in the back," Peter said. "Are you cold?" asked Susan. "I'm getting really cold when you say that," Peter said. "Damn it, it's damp in here. What's the matter? It's getting wet all of a sudden where I'm sitting." All of a sudden jumped up.

"Let's go out," said Edmund. "They're gone." "Yo!" Susan screamed suddenly, and everyone asked her what was the matter. "I'm sitting here against a tree," said Susan. "Look, there's a light over there." "Oh, really," said Peter, "look there, there's trees everywhere. The wet thing is snow. Oh, I really believe now that we're in the same forest where Lucy was." Peter's words are not at all true.All four stood there, blinking in the winter sun.Behind them are coats on coat hooks, and in front of them are trees covered with snow.

Peter turned to Lucy and said, "I didn't believe what you said before, and now I apologize. I'm so sorry, but let's shake hands, shall we?" "Good," said Lucy, shaking his hand. "So," said Susan, "what do we do next?" "What should I do?" Peter said, "Needless to say, of course we will explore the forest." "Oh," Susan said, stomping her feet, "it's so cold, take a few coats and put them on first, what do you think?" "How can this be, the clothes are not ours." Peter said hesitantly.

"I'm sure no one will have an opinion," Susan said. "We don't want to take them outside the house. We don't even take them out of the closet." "I haven't thought of that, Sue," said Peter. "I think it's all right when you put it that way. As long as you got it somewhere in the cupboard and put it somewhere else, no one will tell you It's a thief. The whole country is in the closet, I guess." So, they immediately implemented Susan's reasonable plan.The clothes were too big, and they hung on their bodies and dragged to their heels, as if they were wearing dragon robes.But they all felt much warmer, and after looking at each other, they all felt that this way of dressing looked better, and it was more suitable for the icy and snowy scenery.

"We can dress up as Arctic explorers," said Lucy. "That's it, you don't need to dress up, but it's impressive enough." Peter said, leading everyone towards the forest.There were dark clouds over the head, and it seemed that there would be another heavy snowfall before evening. "Well," said Edmund, after walking a while, "if we're going to get to the lamp-post, we ought to keep a little to the left." He forgot for a moment that he had to act as if he hadn't over here.As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized that he had given away his feet.Everyone stopped and stared at him.Peter whistled once.

"You've been here before," he said, "and you insisted that Lucy was lying when she said she met you here." Then there was a dead silence. "Well, there are all kinds of difficult people..." Peter said, shrugging his shoulders, and didn't say anything further.It seemed that there was indeed nothing more to say, and after a while, the four of them resumed their journey.Only Edmond thought to himself: I will punish you one day, you pretentious hypocrites. "Where are we going?" Susan asked, she said this mainly to divert the topic just now. "I think Lucy should be the guide," said Peter, "and only she is. Where are you going to take us, Lu?"

"Go and see Mr. Tumnus, will you?" replied Lucy. "He's the good Faun I told you about." The proposal was unanimously agreed, and they set off at once.They ran briskly, stamping their feet.As it turned out, Lucy was a good guide.At first, she was worried that she would not find her way, but she recognized an oddly-grown tree in one place, and then a stump, which finally led them to a rough place and into the The little valley, and soon came to the mouth of Mr. Tumnus's cave, but what they saw was a terrible sight, and they were all taken aback. The door had been twisted off and broken into several pieces. The cave was dark, cold, damp and full of musty smell.It appeared that the place had not been lived in for some time.The snow was blown in from the entrance of the cave and piled up at the door, and there were some black things mixed with it. On another look, it was charcoal chips and charcoal ash left over from burning.Apparently someone had thrown the burning firewood into the hole and then stamped them out.Clay pots were smashed to the ground, and the portrait of the goat's father was chopped into pieces with a knife.

"It's a pretty bad place," said Edmund. "What's the point of coming here?" "What is this?" Peter said while crouching down.He found a piece of paper pinned to the carpet. "What's written on it?" asked Susan. "There seems to be writing on it," Peter replied, "but we can't see it here, so let's take it outside to see." They all ran outside the cave, and surrounded Peter to hear him read: The original owner of this place, Tumnus, the god of agriculture and animal husbandry, opposed the Queen of Narnia, the mistress of the castle of Kell Baravill, and the Queen of the Lonely Island, Her Majesty Jadis, sheltering the enemies of the Queen, harboring spies, being friendly to humans, and committing crimes Seriously, he has been arrested and is about to stand trial.

Long live Her Majesty the Queen! Chief of Security Bonnie Julff (sign) The children stared at each other. "I can't say whether I really like this place or not," said Susan. "Who is this queen, Lu?" Peter asked. "Do you know anything about her?" "What kind of queen is she," answered Lucy, "and she's a terrible witch, the White Witch. All the people in the forest hate her. She has a witchcraft over the whole country, so it's a place all year round. In winter, there is never Christmas." "I, I wonder if there's any point in going on," Susan said. "I mean, it doesn't seem very safe here, and there's not much fun to do. It's getting colder, and we haven't brought anything to eat." .Why don't you go home now."

"Oh, no, no," said Lucy immediately, "don't you understand? Now that we know, we can't go home like this. It's all because of me, the poor Faun, that this disaster happened. Thanks to his cover, I was not killed by the witch, and he told me the way back. This is what this piece of paper says that he protects the queen’s enemies and is friendly with humans. We must quickly find a way to save him.” "We have nothing to eat, and what else can we do?" said Edmund. "You, shut up!" said Peter, still angry with Edmund. "What's your opinion, Susan?"

"Lucy's right," said Susan, "I don't want to go a step, oh, it would be nice if we didn't come here. But I think we'll have to do that gentleman—what's his name? I Can't remember - I was talking about the Faun, figure it out." "I think so," said Peter, "and I'm afraid we haven't got anything to eat, and I agree to go back and get some food. But I'm afraid we won't be able to come back to this country when we're out. I see, We have to keep going." "I think so too." The two girls said in unison. "If only we knew where the poor man is imprisoned," said Peter. Everyone was silent, thinking about what to do next.Suddenly, Lucy said to everyone: "Look, there is a mockingbird there, how red its breast is. It is the first bird I have seen here. Oh, is it the bird of Narnia?" Can he talk? It looks as if he has something to say to us." Then she turned to the robin and said, "Please, do you know where Mr. Tumnus is taken? Is it?" she said, taking another step towards the bird.The robin hopped away at once, but it landed in a tree immediately next to it.It stood there, staring at them as if it knew exactly what they were saying.Almost forgetting everything, the four children took a step or two closer to it together.Seeing them approaching, the bird flew to another tree, still staring at them. (You've never seen a robin with a redder breast and brighter eyes) "I say," said Lucy, "I really believe it wants us to go with it." "That's how I see it," said Susan. "Peter, what do you think?" "Well, we can try," said Peter. The robin seemed perfectly sensible, and he kept flying from tree to tree, always landing just a few yards ahead of them, making it easy for them to follow him.Thus it led them slowly down the hill.Every time it stopped, a shower of snow fell from the branches there.Not long after, the dark clouds over the head dispersed, the sun came out, and the vast snowfield became more dazzling and crystal clear.They walked like this for about half an hour, the two girls walking in front.At this time, Edmund said to Peter: "If you are not so arrogant and arrogant, I have something to tell you, and you'd better listen." "What are you going to say?" Peter asked. "Well, keep your voice down," said Edmund, "don't frighten the girls. Do you realize what we're doing?" "What?" Peter asked in a low voice. "This guide we're following, we don't know anything about it. How do we know which side the bird is on? Doesn't it lead us to dangerous places?" "It's an absurd idea. In all the stories I've read, the robin is a good bird. I'm sure the robin isn't on the wrong side." "Even so, which side is right? How do we know that the Faun is right and the Queen (yes, I know we've been told she's a witch) is wrong? Really don’t know at all.” "The Faun saved Lucy's life." "This is what the goat monster said. How do we know? Besides, who knows the way home?" "By God!" said Peter, "I haven't given any serious thought to these questions beforehand!" "Besides, there's no food!" said Edmund.