"Племянник чародея" with W cat
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[ 220 ] “There!” said Digory. “That’s alright. Now for the adventure. Any pool will do. Come on. Let’s try that one.”
[ 221 ] “Stop!” said Polly—“Aren’t we going to mark this pool?”
[ 222 ] They stared at each other and turned quite white as they realized the dreadful thing that Digory had just been going to do. For there were any number of pools in the wood, and the pools were all alike and the trees were all alike, so that if they had once left behind the pool that led to our own world without making some sort of landmark, the chances would have been a hundred to one against their ever finding it again.
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– Действует! – сказал Дигори. – Ну, какой нам пруд выбрать?
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– Погоди, – сказала Полли, – давай сперва этот запомним.
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Дети не без испуга переглянулись. И впрямь, просто так нырять было бы опрометчиво.
– Хорошо, что хоть один из нас кое-что соображает, – сказала тем временем Полли.
Digory’s hand was shaking as he opened his penknife and cut out a long strip of turf on the bank of the pool. The soil (which smelled nice) was of a rich reddish brown and showed up well against the green. “It’s a good thing one of us has some sense,” said Polly.
[ 223 ] “Well don’t keep on gassing about it,” said Digory. “Come along, I want to see what’s in one of the other pools.” And Polly gave him a pretty sharp answer and he said something even nastier in reply. The quarrel lasted for several minutes but it would be dull to write it all down. Let us skip on to the moment at which they stood with beating hearts and rather scared faces on the edge of the unknown pool with their yellow rings on and held hands and once more said “One—Two—Three—Go!”
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– Кончай, – отвечал Дигори, – давай-ка другие пруды посмотрим.
Полли ему что-то ответила, он тоже не смолчал, и препирались они битых десять минут (только читать об этом было бы скучно).
Посмотрим-ка лучше, как они стоят у другого пруда: держатся за руки, сердца бьются, лица бледные. Вот они надели желтые кольца, вот отсчитывают свое «Раз-два-три – плюх!»
[ 224 ] Splash! Once again it hadn’t worked. This pool, too, appeared to be only a puddle. Instead of reaching a new world they only got their feet wet and splashed their legs for the second time that morning (if it was a morning: it seems to be always the same time in the Wood between the Worlds).
[ 225 ] “Blast and botheration!” exclaimed Digory. “What’s gone wrong now? We’ve put our yellow rings on all right. He said yellow for the outward journey.”
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И снова ничего не вышло! Только ноги они во второй раз за утро намочили. Если, конечно, это было утро – в лесу между мирами всегда одно и то же время.
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– Тьфу ты! – сказал Дигори. – В чем же загвоздка? Кольца желтые, все в порядке. Дядюшка же говорил, что надо желтые надеть, чтобы в другой мир попасть.
[ 226 ] Now the truth was that Uncle Andrew, who knew nothing about the Wood between the Worlds, had quite a wrong idea about the rings. The yellow ones weren’t “outward” rings and the green ones weren’t “homeward” rings; at least, not in the way he thought. The stuff of which both were made had all come from the wood. The stuff in the yellow rings had the power of drawing you into the wood; it was stuff that wanted to get back to its own place, the in-between place. But the stuff in the green rings is stuff that is trying to get out of its own place: so that a green ring would take you out of the wood into a world. Uncle Andrew, you see, was working with things he did not really understand; most magicians are. Of course Digory did not realize the truth quite clearly either, or not till later. But when they had talked it over, they decided to try their green rings on the new pool, just to see what happened.
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А дело было в том, что дядя Эндрью о промежуточном месте не имел никакого понятия, и потому все перепутал. Желтые кольца вовсе не уносили из нашего мира в другой, а потом обратно. Ошибался дядя. Пыль, из которой он их изготовил, когда-то лежала тут, в промежуточном месте. Так что желтые колечки тянули того, кто их касался, обратно в родной лес. А пыль для зеленых колечек была совсем другая, она из леса выталкивала. Словом, желтые колечки переносили в этот лес, а зеленые – в любой из других миров. Многие чародеи, между прочим, не ведают, что творят. Да и сам Дигори не слишком-то понимал, что к чему. В конце концов он обо всем догадался, только было это много лет спустя. А покуда дети решили просто наугад надеть зеленые колечки и посмотреть, что случится.
[ 227 ] “I’m game if you are,” said Polly. But she really said this because, in her heart of hearts, she now felt sure that neither kind of ring was going to work at all in the new pool, and so there was nothing worse to be afraid of than another splash. I am not quite sure that Digory had not the same feeling. At any rate, when they had both put on their greens and come back to the edge of the water, and taken hands again, they were certainly a good deal more cheerful and less solemn than they had been the first time.
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– Кто-кто, а я не струшу, – приговаривала Полли. На самом деле ей казалось, что ни те, ни другие колечки в новом пруду уже не сработают, и что они с Дигори только лишний раз промочат ноги. Не исключено, что и Дигори тайком надеялся на то же самое. Во всяком случае, вернулись они к пруду уже не такие серьезные и перепуганные. Так что – снова надели колечки, взялись за руки, и куда веселее, чем раньше, отсчитали:
[ 228 ] “One—Two—Three—Go!” said Digory. And they jumped.
[ 229 ] CHAPTER FOUR.
THE BELL AND THE HAMMER
[ 230 ] THERE was no doubt about the Magic this time. Down and down they rushed, first through darkness and then through a mass of vague and whirling shapes which might have been almost anything. It grew lighter. Then suddenly they felt that they were standing on something solid. A moment later everything came into focus and they were able to look about them.
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– Раз-два-три –
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Глава четвертая. МОЛОТ И КОЛОКОЛ
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На сей раз волшебство подействовало. Пролетев сначала сквозь воду, а потом через тьму, они увидали непонятные очертания каких-то предметов. Ноги их ощутили твердую поверхность, расплывчатая мгла сменилась четкими линиями, и Дигори воскликнул:
– Ничего себе местечко!
“What a queer place!” said Digory.
[ 231 ] “I don’t like it,” said Polly with something like a shudder.
[ 232 ] What they noticed first was the light. It wasn’t like sunlight, and it wasn’t like electric light, or lamps, or candles, or any other light they had ever seen. It was a dull, rather red light, not at all cheerful. It was steady and did not flicker. They were standing on a flat paved surface and buildings rose all around them. There was no roof overhead; they were in a sort of courtyard. The sky was extraordinarily dark—a blue that was almost black. When you had seen that sky you wondered that there should be any light at all.
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– Страшно противное, – вздрогнула Полли.
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Первым делом они заметили свет, непохожий ни на солнечный, ни на газовый, ни на пламя свечей – вообще ни на что не похожий. Был он тусклый, мрачный, багряно-бурый, очень ровный. Стояли дети на мостовой среди каких-то зданий, может быть – на мощеном внутреннем дворе. Небо над ними было темно-синим, почти черным, и они не могли понять, откуда идет свет.
[ 233 ] “It’s very funny weather here,” said Digory. “I wonder if we’ve arrived just in time for a thunderstorm; or an eclipse.”
[ 234 ] “I don’t like it,” said Polly.
[ 235 ] Both of them, without quite knowing why, were talking in whispers. And though there was no reason why they should still go on holding hands after their jump, they didn’t let go.
The walls rose very high all round that courtyard. They had many great windows in them, windows without glass, through which you saw nothing but black darkness. Lower down there were great pillared arches, yawning blackly like the mouths of railway tunnels. It was rather cold.
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– Экая странная погода, – сказал Дигори.
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– Мерзкая, – откликнулась Полли.
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– То ли гроза будет, то ли затмение.
Говорили они почему-то шепотом, все еще держась за руки.
[ 236 ] The stone of which everything was built seemed to be red, but that might only be because of the curious light. It was obviously very old. Many of the flat stones that paved the courtyard had cracks across them. None of them fitted closely together and the sharp corners were all worn off. One of the arched doorways was half filled up with rubble. The two children kept on turning round and round to look at the different sides of the courtyard. One reason was that they were afraid of somebody—or something—looking out of those windows at them when their backs were turned.
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Вокруг них на высоких стенах зияло множество незастекленных окон, черных, словно дыры. Под ними чернели арки, похожие на входы в туннели. Погода стояла довольно холодная. Красновато-бурый камень арок и стен был совсем древний, а может, просто казался старым из-за странного освещения. Камень мостовой сплошь покрывали трещины. Стертые булыжники лежали неровно, а одну из арок наполовину заваливал щебень.Дети медленно оглядывались, страшась кого-нибудь увидеть в оконном проеме.
[ 237 ] “Do you think anyone lives here?” said Digory at last, still in a whisper.
[ 238 ] “No,” said Polly. “It’s all in ruins. We haven’t heard a sound since we came.”
[ 239 ] “Let’s stand still and listen for a bit,” suggested Digory.
[ 240 ] They stood still and listened, but all they could hear was the thump-thump of their own hearts. This place was at least as quiet as the Wood between the Worlds. But it was a different kind of quietness. The silence of the Wood had been rich and warm (you could almost hear the trees growing) and full of life: this was a dead, cold, empty silence. You couldn’t imagine anything growing in it.
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– Ты как думаешь, здесь живут? – прошептал Дигори.
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– Нет, – сказала Полли. – Это,… ну как их, руины. Слышишь, как тихо.
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– Давай еще послушаем, – предложил Дигори.
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Прислушавшись, они услыхали разве что биение собственных сердец. Тихо было, как в лесу, только совсем по-другому. Там была тишина теплая, полная жизни, даже казалось, что слышно, как растут деревья. А здешняя была злая, пустая и холодная. И расти тут вряд ли что вообще могло.