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Prince Caspian 贾思潘王子
Chapter 9 What Lucy Saw-2

She had once known them better than the stars of our own world, because as a Queen in Narnia she had gone to bed much later than as a child in England.

And there they were - at least, three of the summer constellations could be seen from where she lay: the Ship, the Hammer, and the Leopard. "Dear old Leopard," she murmured happily to herself.

Instead of getting drowsier she was getting more awake - with an odd, night-time, dreamish kind of wakefulness.

The Creek was growing brighter. She knew now that then moon was on it, though she couldn't see the moon.

And now she began to feel that the whole forest was coming awake like herself.

Hardly knowing why she did it, she got up quickly and walked a little distance away from their bivouac.

"This is lovely," said Lucy to herself. It was cool and fresh, delicious smells were floating everywhere.

Somewhere close by she heard the twitter of a nightingale beginning to sing, then stopping, then beginning again.

It was a little lighter ahead. She went towards the light and came to a place where there were fewer trees, and whole patches or pools of moonlight,

but the moonlight and the shadows so mixed that you could hardly be sure where anything was or what it was.

At the same moment the nightingale, satisfied at last with his tuning up, burst into full song.

Lucy's eyes began to grow accustomed to the light, and she saw the trees that were nearest her more distinctly.