ITisaveryfunnythingthatthesleepieryouare,thelongeryoutakeaboutgettingtobed;especiallyifyouareluckyenoughtohaveafireinyourrooJillfeltshecouldn’tevenstartundressingunlessshesatdowninfrontofthefireforabitfirst.Andonceshehadsatdown,shedidn’twanttogetupagain.Shehadalreadysaidtoherselfaboutfivetimes,“Imustgotobed”,whenshewasstartledbyataponthewindow.
Shegotup,pulledthecurtain,andatfirstsawnothingbutdarkness.Thenshejumpedandstartedbackwards,forsomethingverylargehaddasheditselfagainstthewindow,givingasharptapontheglassas.itdidso.Averyunpleasantideacameintoherhead—“Supposetheyhavegiantmothsinthiscountry!Ugh!”Butthenthethingcameback,andthistimeshewasalmostsureshesawabeak,andthatthebeakhadmadethattappingnoise.“It’ssomehugebird,”thoughtJill.“Coulditbeaneagle?”Shedidn’tverymuchwantavisitevenfromaneagle,butsheopened
thewindowandlookedout.Instantly,withagreatwhirringnoise,thecreaturealightedonthewindow-sillandstoodtherefillingupthewholewindow,sothatJillhadtostepbacktomakeroomforit.ItwastheOwl.
“Hush,hush!Tu-whoo,tu-whoo,”saidtheOwl.“Don’tmakeanoise.Now,areyoutworeallyinearnestaboutwhatyou’vegottodo?”
“AboutthelostPrince,youmean?”saidJill.“Yes,we’vegottobe.”FornowsherememberedtheLion’svoiceandface,whichshehadnearlyforgottenduringthefeastingandstory-tellinginthehall.
“Good!”saidtheOwl.“Thenthere’snotimetowaste.Youmustgetawayfromhereatonce.I’llgoandwaketheotherhuman.ThenI’llcomebackforyou.You’dbetterchangethosecourtclothesandputonsomethingyoucantravelin.I’llbebackintwotwos.Tu-whoo!”Andwithoutwaitingforananswer,hewasgone.
IfJillhadbeenmoreusedtoadventures,shemighthavedoubtedtheOwl’sword,butthisneveroccurredtoher:andintheexcitingideaofamidnightescapesheforgothersleepiness.Shechangedbackintosweaterandshorts—therewasaguide’sknifeonthebeltoftheshortswhichmightcomeinuseful—andaddedafewofthethingsthathadbeenleftintheroomforherbythegirlwiththewillowyhair.Shechoseashortcloakthatcamedowntoherkneesandhadahood(“justthething,ifitrains,”shethought),afewhandkerchiefsandacomb.Thenshesatdownandwaited.
ShewasgettingsleepyagainwhentheOwlreturned.
“Nowwe’reready,”itsaid.
“You’dbetterleadtheway,”saidJill.“Idon’tknowallthesepassagesyet.”
“Tu-whoo!”saidtheOwl.“We’renotgoingthroughthecastle.Thatwouldneverdo.Youmustrideonme.Weshallfly.”
“Oh!”saidJill,andstoodwithhermouthopen,notmuchlikingtheidea.“Shan’tIbetooheavyforyou?”
“Tu-whoo,tu-whoo!Don’tyoubeafool.I’vealreadycarriedtheotherone.Now.Butwe’llputoutthatlampfirst.”
Assoonasthelampwasout,thebitofthenightwhichyousawthroughthewindowlookedlessdark—nolongerblack,butgrey.TheOwlstoodonthewindow-sillwithhisbacktotheroomandraisedhiswings.Jillhadtoclimbontohisshortfatbodyandgetherkneesunderthewingsandgriptight.Thefeathersfeltbeautifullywarmandsoftbuttherewasnothingtoholdonby.“IwonderhowScrubblikedhisride!”thoughtJill.Andjustasshewasthinkingthis,withahorridplungetheyhadleftthewindow-sill,andthewingsweremakingaflurryroundherears,andthenightair,rathercoolanddamp,wasflyinginherface.
Itwasmuchlighterthansheexpected,andthoughtheskywasovercast,onepatchofwaterysilvershowedwherethemoonwashidingabovetheclouds.Thefieldsbeneathherlookedgrey,andthetreesblack.Therewasacertainamountofwind—ahushing,rufflingsortofwindwhichmeantthatrainwascomingsoon.
TheOwlwheeledroundsothatthecastlewasnowaheadoftheVeryfewofthewindowsshowedlights.Theyflewrightoverit,northwards,crossingtheriver:theairgrewcolder,andJillthoughtshecouldseethewhitereflectionoftheOwlinthewaterbeneathher.Butsoontheywereonthenorthbankoftheriver,flyingabovewoodedcountry.
TheOwlsnappedatsomethingwhichJillcouldn’tsee.
“Oh,don’t,please!”saidJill.“Don’tjerklikethat.Younearlythrewmeoff.”
“Ibegyourpardon,”saidtheOwl.“Iwasjustnabbingabat.There’snothingsosustaining,inasmallway,asaniceplumplittlebat.ShallIcatchyouone?”
“No,thanks,”saidJillwithashudder.
Hewasflyingalittlelowernowandalarge,blacklookingobjectwasloominguptowardstheJillhadjusttimetoseethatitwasatower—apartlyruinoustower,withalotofivyonit,shethought—whenshefoundherselfduckingtoavoidthearchwayofawindow,astheOwlsqueezedwithherthroughtheiviedcobwebbyopening,outofthefresh,greynightintoadarkplaceinsidethetopofthetower.Itwasratherfustyinsideand,themomentsheslippedofftheOwl’sback,sheknew(asoneusuallydoessomehow)thatitwasquitecrowdedAndwhenvoicesbegansayingoutofthedarknessfromeverydirection“Tu—whoo!Tu-whoo!”sheknewitwascrowdedwithowls.Shewasratherrelievedwhenaverydifferentvoicesaid:
“Isthatyou,Pole?”
“Isthatyou,Scrubb?”saidJill.
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