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chater furteen the btt f the wrld（第1页）

“MYnameisGolg，”saidthegnome.“AndI’lltellyourHonoursallIknow.Aboutanhouragowewereallgoingaboutourwork—herwork，Ishouldsay—sadandsilent，sameaswe’vedoneanyotherdayforyearsandyears.Thentherecameagreatcrashandbang.Assoonastheyheardit，everyonesaystohimself，Ihaven’thadasongoradanceorletoffasquibforalongtime；why’sthat？Andeveryonethinkstohimself，Why，Imusthavebeenenchanted.Andtheneveryonesaystohimself，I’mblessedifIknowwhyI’mcarryingthisload，andI’mnotgoingtocarryitanyfarther：that’sthat.Anddownweallthrowoursacksandbundlesandtools.Theneveryoneturnsandseesthegreatredglowoveryonder.Andeveryonesaystohimself，What’sthat？andeveryoneanswershimselfandsays，There’sacrackorchasmsplitopenandanicewarmglowcomingupthroughitfromtheReallyDeepLand，athousandfathomunderus.”

“GreatScott，”exclaimedEustace，“arethereotherlandsstilllowerdown？”

“Ohyes，yourHonour，”saidGolg.“Lovelyplaces；whatwecalltheLandofBisThiscountrywherewearenow，theWitch’scountry，iswhatwecalltheShallowLands.It’sagooddealtoonearthesurfacetosuitus.Ugh！Youmightalmostaswellbelivingoutside，onthesurfaceitself.Yousee，we’reallpoorgnomesfromBismwhomtheWitchhascalledupherebymagictoworkforher.Butwe’dforgottenallaboutittillthatcrashcameandthespellbroke.Wedidn’tknowwhowewereorwherewebelonged.Wecouldn’tdoanything，orthinkanything，exceptwhatsheputintoourheads.Anditwasglumandgloomythingssheputthereallthoseyears.I’venearlyforgottenhowtomakeajokeordanceajig.Butthemomentthebangcameandthechasmopenedandtheseabeganrising，itallcameback.Andofcourseweallsetoffasquickaswecouldtogetdownthecrackandhometoourownplace.Andyoucanseethemovertherealllettingoffrocketsandstandingontheirheadsforjoy.AndI’llbeveryobligedtoyourHonoursifyou’llsoonletmegoandjoinin.”

“Ithinkthisissimplysplendid，”saidJill.“I’msogladwefreedthegnomesaswellasourselveswhenwecutofftheWitch’shead！AndI’msogladtheyaren’treallyhorridandgloomyanymorethanthePrincereallywas—well，whatheseemedlike.”

“That’sallverywell，Pole，”saidPuddleglumcautiously.“Butthosegnomesdidn’tlooktomelikechapswhowerejustrunningaway.Itlookedmorelikemilitaryformations，ifyouaskme.Doyoulookmeintheface，MrGolg，andtellmeyouweren’preparingforbattle？”

“Ofcoursewewere，yourHonour，”saidGolg.“Yousee，wedidn’tknowtheWitchwasdead.Wethoughtshe’dbewatchingfromthecastle.Weweretryingtoslipawaywithoutbeingseen.Andthenwhenyoufourcameoutwithswordsandhorses，ofcourseeveryonesaystohimself，Hereitcomes：notknowingthathisHonourwasn’tontheWitch’sside.AndweweredeterminedtofightlikeanythingratherthangiveupthehopeofgoingbacktoBis”

“I’llbesworn’tisanhonestgnome，”saidthePrince.“Letgoofit，friendPuddlegluAsforme，goodGolg，Ihavebeenenchantedlikeyouandyourfellows，andhavebutnewlyrememberedmyself.Andnow，onequestionmore.Doyouknowthewaytothosenewdiggings，bywhichthesorceressmeanttoleadoutanarmyagainstOverland？”

“Ee-ee-ee！”squeakedGolg.“Yes，Iknowthatterribleroad.Iwillshowyouwhereitbegins.ButitisnomannerofuseyourHonouraskingmetogowithyouonit.I’lldierather.”

“Why？”askedEustaceanxiously.“What’ssodreadfulaboutit？”

“Toonearthetop，theoutside，”saidGolg，shuddering.“ThatwastheworstthingtheWitchdidtous.Weweregoingtobeledoutintotheopen—ontotheoutsideoftheworld.Theysaythere’snoroofatallthere；onlyahorrible，greatemptinesscalledthesky.Andthediggingshavegonesofarthatafewstrokesofthepickwouldbringyououttoit.Iwouldn’tdaregonearthe”

“Hurrah！Nowyou’retalking！”criedEustace，andJillsaid，“Butit’snothorridatallupthere.Welikeit.Welivethere.”

“IknowyouOverlanderslivethere，”saidGolg.“ButIthoughtitwasbecauseyoucouldn’tfindyourwaydowninside.Youcan’treallylikeit—crawlingaboutlikefliesonthetopoftheworld！”

“Whataboutshowingustheroadatonce？”saidPuddleglu

“Inagoodhour，”criedthePrince.Thewholepartysetout.ThePrinceremountedhischarger，PuddleglumclimbedupbehindJill，andGolgledtheway.Ashewent，hekeptshoutingoutthegoodnewsthattheWitchwasdeadandthatthefourOverlanderswerenotdangerous.Andthosewhoheardhimshouteditontoothers，sothatinafewminutesthewholeofUnderlandwasringingwithshoutsandcheers，andgnomesbyhundredsandthousands，leaping，turningcart-wheels，standingontheirheads，playingleap-frog，andlettingoffhugecrackers，camepressingroundCoalblackandSnowflake.AndthePrincehadtotellthestoryofhisownenchantmentanddeliveranceatleasttentimes.

InthiswaytheycametotheedgeofthechasItwasaboutathousandfeetlongandperhapstwohundredwide.Theydismountedfromtheirhorsesandcametotheedge，andlookeddownintoit.Astrongheatsmoteupintotheirfaces，mixedwithasmellwhichwasquiteunlikeanytheyhadeversmelled.Itwasrich，sharp，exciting，andmadeyousneeze.Thedepthofthechasmwassobrightthatatfirstitdazzledtheireyesandtheycouldseenothing.Whentheygotusedtoittheythoughttheycouldmakeoutariveroffire，and，onthebanksofthatriver，whatseemedtobefieldsandgrovesofanunbearable，hotbrilliance—thoughtheyweredimcomparedwiththeriver.Therewereblues，reds，greens，andwhitesalljumbledtogether：averygoodstained-glasswindowwiththetropicalsunstaringstraightthroughitatmiddaymighthavesomethingthesameeffect.Downtheruggedsidesofthechasm，lookingblacklikefliesagainstallthatfierylight，hundredsofEarthmenwereclimbing.

“Yourhonours，”saidGolg（andwhentheyturnedtolookathimtheycouldseenothingbutblacknessforafewminutes，theireyesweresodazzled）.“Yourhonours，whydon’tyoucomedowntoBism？You’dbehappiertherethaninthatcold，unprotected，nakedcountryoutontop.Oratleastcomedownforashortvisit.”

Jilltookitforgrantedthatnoneoftheotherswouldlistentosuchanideaforamoment.ToherhorrorsheheardthePrincesaying：“Truly，friendGolg，Ihavehalfamindtocomedownwithyou.Forthisisamarvellousadventure，anditmaybenomortalmanhaseverlookedintoBismbeforeorwilleverhavethechanceagain.AndIknownothow，astheyearspass，IshallbeartorememberthatitwasonceinmypowertohaveprobedtheuttermostpitofEarthandthatIforbore.Butcouldamanlivethere？Youdonotswiminthefire-riveritself？”

“Ohno，yourHonour.Notwe.It’sonlysalamandersliveinthefireitself.”

“Whatkindofbeastisyoursalamander？”askedthePrince.

“Itishardtotelltheirkind，yourHonour，”saidGolg.“Fortheyaretoowhite-hottolookat.Buttheyaremostlikesmalldragons.Theyspeaktousoutofthefire.Theyarewonderfullycleverwiththeirtongues：verywittyandeloquent.”

JillglancedhastilyatEustace.Shehadfeltsurethathewouldliketheideaofslidingdownthatchasmevenlessthanshedid.Herheartsankasshesawthathisfacewasquitechanged.HelookedmuchmorelikethePrincethanliketheoldScrubbatExperimentHouse.Forallhisadventures，andthedayswhenhehadsailedwithKingCaspian，werecomingbacktohi

“YourHighness，”hesaid.“IfmyoldfriendReepicheeptheMousewerehere，hewouldsaywecouldnotnowrefusetheadventuresofBismwithoutagreatimpeachmenttoourhonour.”

“Downthere，”saidGolg，“Icouldshowyourealgold，realsilver，realdiamonds.”

“Bosh！”saidJillrudely.“Asifwedidn’tknowthatwe’rebelowthedeepestminesevenhere.”

“Yes，”saidGolg.“IhaveheardofthoselittlescratchesinthecrustthatyouTopdwellerscallmines.Butthat’swhereyougetdeadgold，deadsilver，deadgems.DowninBismwehavethemaliveandgrowing.ThereI’llpickyoubunchesofrubiesthatyoucaneatandsqueezeyouacupfullofdiamondjuice.Youwon’tcaremuchaboutfingeringthecold，deadtreasuresofyourshallowminesafteryouhavetastedtheliveonesofBis”

“Myfatherwenttotheworld’send，”saidRilianthoughtfully.“Itwouldbeamarvellousthingifhissonwenttothebottomoftheworld.”

“IfyourHighnesswantstoseeyourfatherwhilehe’sstillalive，whichIthinkhe’dprefer，”saidPuddleglum，“it’sabouttimeweweregettingontothatroadtothediggings.”

“AndIwon’tgodownthathole，whateveranyonesays，”addedJill.

“Why，ifyourHonoursarereallysettogobacktoOverworld，”saidGolg，“thereisonebitoftheroadthat’sratherlowerthanthis.Andperhaps，ifthatflood’sstillrising—”

“Oh，do，do，docomeon！”beggedJill.

“Ifearitmustbeso，”saidthePrincewithadeepsigh.“ButIhavelefthalfofmyheartinthelandofBis”

“Please！”beggedJill.

“Whereistheroad？”askedPuddleglu

“Therearelampsalltheway，”saidGolg.“YourHonourcanseethebeginningoftheroadonthefarsideofthechas”

“Howlongwillthelampsburnfor？”askedPuddleglu

Atthatmomentahissing，scorchingvoicelikethevoiceofFireitself（theywonderedafterwardsifitcouldhavebeenasalamander’s）camewhistlingupoutoftheverydepthsofBis

“Quick！Quick！Quick！Tothecliffs，tothecliffs，tothecliffs！”itsaid.“Theriftcloses.Itcloses.Itcloses.Quick！Quick！”Andatthesametime，withear-shatteringcracksandcreaks，therocksmoved.Already，whiletheylooked，thechasmwasnarrower.Fromeverysidebelatedgnomeswererushingintoit.Theywouldnotwaittoclimbdowntherocks.Theyflungthemselvesheadlongand，eitherbecausesostrongablastofhotairwasbeatingupfromthebottom，orforsomeotherreason，theycouldbeseenfloatingdownwardslikeleaves.Thickerandthickertheyfloated，tilltheirblacknessalmostblottedoutthefieryriverandthegrovesoflivegems.“Good-byetoyourHonours.I’moff，”shoutedGolg，anddived.OnlyafewwerelefttofollowhiThechasmwasnownobroaderthanastreaNowitwasnarrowastheslitinapillarbox.Nowitwasonlyanintenselybrightthread.Then，withashocklikeathousandgoodstrainscrashingintoathousandpairsofbuffers，thelipsofrockclosed.Thehot，maddeningsmellvanished.ThetravellerswerealoneinanUnderworldwhichnowlookedfarblackerthanbefore.Pale，dim，anddreary，thelampsmarkedthedirectionoftheroad.

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