chater thirteen the three leeer (第3/9页)
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Reepicheep ran forward，jumped on a chair and thence on to the table，and ran along it，threading his way as nimbly as a dancer between jewelled cups and pyramids of fruit and-ivory salt-cellars．He ran right up to the mysterious grey mass at the end： peered，touched，and then called out：
“These will not fight，I think．”
Everyone now came close and saw that what sat in those three chairs was three men，though hard to recognize as men till you looked closely．Their hair，which was grey，had grown over their eyes till it almost concealed their，faces，and their beards had grown over the table，climbing pound and entwining plates and goblets as brambles；entwine a fence，until，all mixed in one great mat of hair，they flowed over the edge and down to the floor．And from their heads the hair hung over the backs of their chairs so that they were wholly hidden．In fact the three men were；nearly all hair．
“Dead ？”said Caspian．
“I think not，Sire，”said Reepicheep，lifting one of their hands out of its tangle of hair in his two paws．“This one is warm and his pulse beats．”
“This one，too，and this，”said Drinian．
“Why，they’re only asleep，”said Eustace．
“It’s been a long sleep，though，”said Edmund，“to let their hair grow like this．”
“It must be an enchanted sleep，”said Lucy．“I felt the moment we landed on this island that it was full of magic．Oh ！do you think we have perhaps come here to break it ？”
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