“Anyway,”hecontinued,“ghostsornot,you’vesavedmylifeandI’mextremelyobligedtoyou.”
“Butwhyshouldwebeghosts?”askedLucy.
“I’vebeentoldallmylife,”saidtheDwarf,“thatthesewoodsalongtheshorewereasfullofghostsastheywereoftrees.That’swhatthestoryis.Andthat’swhy,whentheywanttogetridofanyone,theyusuallybringhimdownhere(liketheyweredoingwithme)andsaythey’llleavehimtotheghosts.ButIalwayswonderediftheydidn’treallydrown’emorcuttheirthroats.Ineverquitebelievedintheghosts.Butthosetwocowardsyou’vejustshotbelievedallright.TheyweremorefrightenedoftakingmetomydeaththanIwasofgoing!”
“Oh,”saidSusan.“Sothat’swhytheybothranaway.”
“Eh?What’sthat?”saidtheDwarf.
“Theygotaway,”saidEdmund.“Tothemainland.”
“Iwasn’tshootingtokill,youknow,”saidSusan.Shewouldnothavelikedanyonetothinkshecouldmissatsuchashortrange.
“Hm,”saidtheDwarf.“That’snotsogood.Thatmaymeantroublelateron.Unlesstheyholdtheirtonguesfortheirownsake.”
“Whatweretheygoingtodrownyoufor?”askedPeter.
“Oh,I’madangerouscriminal,Iam,”saidtheDwarfcheerfully.“Butthat’salongstory.Meantime,Iwaswonderingifperhapsyouweregoingtoaskmetobreakfast?You’venoideawhatanappetiteitgivesone,beingexecuted.”
“There’sonlyapples,”saidLucydolefully.
“Betterthannothing,butnotsogoodasfreshfish,”saidtheDwarf.“ItlooksasifI’llhavetoaskyoutobreakfastinstead.Isawsomefishingtackleinthatboat.Andanyway,wemusttakeherroundtotheothersideoftheisland.Wedon’twantanyonefromthemainlandcomingdownandseeingher.”
“Ioughttohavethoughtofthatmyself,”saidPeter.
ThefourchildrenandtheDwarfwentdowntothewater’sedge,pushedofftheboatwithsomedifficulty,andscrambledaboard.TheDwarfatoncetookcharge.Theoarswereofcoursetoobigforhimtouse,soPeterrowedandtheDwarfsteeredthemnorthalongthechannelandpresentlyeastwardroundthetipoftheisland.Fromherethechildrencouldseerightuptheriver,andallthebaysandheadlandsofthecoastbeyondit.Theythoughttheycouldrecognizebitsofit,butthewoods,whichhadgrownupsincetheirtime,madeeverythinglookverydifferent.
Whentheyhadcomeroundintoopenseaontheeastoftheisland,theDwarftooktofishing.Theyhadanexcellentcatchofpavenders,abeautifulrainbow—colouredfishwhichtheyallrememberedeatinginCairParavelintheolddays.Whentheyhadcaughtenoughtheyrantheboatupintoalittlecreekandmooredhertoatree.TheDwarf,whowasamostcapableperson(and,indeed,thoughonemeetsbadDwarfs,IneverheardofaDwarfwhowasafool),cutthefishopen,cleanedthem,andsaid:
“Now,whatwewantnextissomefirewood.”
“We’vegotsomeupatthecastle,”saidEdmund.
TheDwarfgavealowwhistle.“Beardsandbedsteads!”hesaid.“Sotherereallyisacastle,afterall?”
“It’sonlyaruin,”saidLucy.
TheDwarfstaredroundatallfourofthemwithaverycuriousexpressiononhisface.“Andwhoonearth-?”hebegan,butthenbrokeoffandsaid,“Nomatter.Breakfastfirst.Butonethingbeforewegoon.CanyoulayyourhandonyourheartsandtellmeI’mreallyalive?AreyousureIwasn’tdrownedandwe’renotallghoststogether?”
Whentheyhadallreassuredhim,thenextquestionwashowtocarrythefish.Theyhadnothingtostringthemonandnobasket.TheyhadtouseEdmund’shatintheendbecausenooneelsehadahat.Hewouldhavemademuchmorefussaboutthisifhehadnotbynowbeensoravenouslyhungry.
AtfirsttheDwarfdidnotseemverycomfortableinthecastle.Hekeptlookingroundandsniffingandsaying,“H’m.Looksabitspookyafterall.Smellslikeghosts,too.”Buthecheeredupwhenitcametolightingthefireandshowingthemhowtoroastthefreshpavendersintheembers.Eatinghotfishwithnoforks,andonepocket-knifebetweenfivepeople,isamessybusinessandtherewereseveralburntfingersbeforethemealwasended;but,asitwasnownineo’clockandtheyhadbeenupsincefive,nobodymindedtheburnssomuchasyoumighthaveexpected.Wheneveryonehadfinishedoffwithadrinkfromthewellandanappleorso,theDwarfproducedapipeaboutthesizeofhisownarm,filledit,litit,blewagreatcloudoffragrantsmoke,andsaid,“Now.”