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 CHAPTER I Lucy looks into a Wardrobe P͂ł͑aĴ~ɗaꂽSl̎qB̂Aq̃[VB߂Ĉߑ񂷂̒ʂăijAɑ𓥂ݓ܂ł܂BׂP͋Cɂ܂ȗ߂炦œǂłĂB P10 uڂA܂AĂBvƔÑs[^[܂BuƂĂ΂炵Ƃ肻ȁB̂Aڂ̂ȂƂĂBv ûЂƁAЂƂBvƃX[U܂B uȂ񂾁AȂƁAقƂBvGh}hƂq́Aɂ邭̂悤݂܂ƂA܂ĈӒnɂȂ̂łB "We've fallen on our feet and no mistake," said Peter. "This is going to be perfectly splendid. That old chap will let us do anything we like." "I think he's an old dear," said Susan. "Oh, come off it!" said Edmund, who was tired and pretending not to be tired, which always made him bad-tempered. fall on one's feet=Ă܂ŗ^悢iLĂƑłƂj@and no mistake=mɁAԈႢȂ@@perfectly=SɁA\Ȃ@@splendid=΂炵@@chap=lAj@ let+l+lɁĂ@@anything=ł@@come off=A~@ pretend=̂ӂ遨pretend toŁuӂvłpretend not to--Ȃ̂ŁułȂӂvƂӖłB ,which֌Wwhich̔񐧌p@łAł͐s͑O"who was tired and pretending not to be tired"ŜłBuĂĂĂȂӂƁvŃGh}h͕sɂȂĂ̂łB make+O+C=OCɂ@ł́uނ̋@vƂӖB@@@bad-tempered=@̈ P𓦂ĊwҐ搶̉ƂɑaJZ킽BۂɃCXQE퓖ẢƂɑaJĂSl̎qB}܂BPaJ́Ał͂킸sGĂ邾łACX̐Sɂ͂ǂȉeڂĂ̂ł傤B P11 uقƂɁA݂ȁAQق悭ȂHvƃ[VB܂Bu킽̘bAɂ܂ĂBv uȂ͂AȂˁvƃs[^[BuƂ̂͂ˁAڂ悤ƁACɂ҂ЂƂȂƂ炾Bv "Hadn't we all better go to bed? said Lucy. "There's sure to be a row if we're heard talking here." "No there won't," said Peter, "I tell you this is the sort of house where no one's going to mind what we do. had better=قi\ӖȂ̂ŁÂ̕悤ɎƂĎgȊO͋Cقłjhad͏Ȃ̂ŁAHadn't we better---? (ق悭ȂHjƋ^╶ɂȂĂ܂B be sure to=K@@row=@@ hear+l+--ing=lĂ̂𕷂ł͂ꂪ󂯐gɂȂāAwe're heard talkingubĂ̂𕷂vƂȂ܂B sort of=́A݂ȁÂ悤Ȃ́@@mind=Cɂ@@what we do=邱 Ȃ݂ɂقƂǓoꂵȂ̋A͑UAVłdvlƂ킩Ă܂BCXŏ炱̎ݒ肵Ă̘b͖̂炩Ȃ̂łcB P12 uAJɂȂɂ܂ĂBvƃGh}h܂B c uȂłAGhBvƃX[U܂Bu\Aꎞ炢̂ɁABv "Of course it would be raining!" said Edmund. ..... "Do stop grumbling, Ed" said Susan. "Ten to one it'll clear up in an hour or so." would =̂͂悭邱Ƃ@@Do stopDo͒PɋłB@grumble=s@@ten to one=\AĂi{ƔzقȂ܂ˁj@@clear up=@@@in an hour=ꎞԂŁ@@@or so= P14 [VBc܂B̂񂷂ɌĂ邱Ƃ͂܂Ƃ͎v܂AhAĂ݂邮炢́AĂ݂˂ƎvāAЂƂ肾ӂ݂Ƃǂ܂̂łBƂ낪ǂ낢ƂAhA͂Ƃ񂽂ɁAł͂܂񂩁BЂ傤ɁAڂڂƁA傤̂ʂA낪łĂ܂B [VBɂƂāAє̂ɂAєɂ肷قǂȂƂ͂܂łB She stayed behind bcause she thought it would be worth while trying the door of the wardrobe ,even though she felt almost sure that it would be locked. To her surprise it opened quite easily, and two moth-balls dropped out..... Lucy liked so much as the smell and feel of fur. worth while --ing =鉿l@@even though=łɂĂAƂƂĂieven ifƈقȂAeven though́uۂɁǂv̈Ӗ\j feel sure that SV =ƁƊ@@to one's surprise=Ƃ P15 ̉וƂ̐łA܂NX}X̔̋AƂƂłB\\̐ĺAtH[łBc tH[̓[VBƁA܂肽܂̂A݂SƂĂ܂܂B What with the parcels and the snow it looked just as if he had been doing his Christmas shopping. He was a Faun. and when he saw Lucy he gave such a start of surprise that he dropped all his parcels. what with A and B =aŁ@as if +had ߋ܂Ł̂悤 i@ߋ̗p@łj such...that ܂ɁȂ̂....=so...that (sucȟɂ͖܂)@@start=тA [VBƃ^iXƂ̏߂Ă̏o̃V[łB(^^)@ɂĂ^iXANX}X̔ۂiDƂ܂Aǂ։𔃂ɂł傤Hނ̉Ƃ͊XՖ߂̐X̒ŋߏɂ͂XȂǂȂłBłGŌƁAƕ݂Ă܂ˁB CHAPTER Q@ What Lucy found there^[VB̒m [VB̓tH[̃^iX̉ƂKAgĂȂ󂯂܂ǍtH[͈ӊOȎ[VBɌ܂BgȉƂ̖͗lRƂ߂ΏXłB P20 u߂ȂA₽ɂẮAԂƂ͎v܂\\Ȃ́ACûނ߂łƁAlĂ낵ł傤Hv "Excuse me -- I don't want to be inquisitive -- but should I be right in thinking that you are a Daughter of Eve?" I don't want to be inquisitive =ł (ɂI don't want to be rude.Ȃǁjbłۂɂ悭g\łB@@right= P22 u킽A킽ˁÄׂߑ񂷂ʂĂ܂́Bv uIvƃ^iX́A߂Ȑ܂Bu܂ȃtH[AƂn̕׋ĂAӂȍX̂ƂA܂悭킩̂ł傤ˁB܂Bv "I -- I got in through the wardrobe in the spare room," said Lucy. "Ah!" said Mr Tumnus in a rather melancholy voice, "if only I had worked harder at geography when I was a little Faun, I should no doubt know all about those strange countries. It is too late now." get in=ɓ@@through=ʂā@@rather=Ȃ@@melancholy=JTȁA̔߂ if only =ł΂悩̂ɁIAȂIiłif only̌had workedƉߋĂ̂ŁAߋ̎̔΂qׂ鉼@ߋ̗p@łj geography= n@@no doubt=^ȂAԈႢȂ@@too= c厡̖͔ɂꂽłAɂÂ܂BijA󕶂ǂłāA̎ɂ͍ȂA̎q͌Ȃ悤ȕ\Ƃǂ󂯂܂A܁A͖ڂԂēǂłƂ܂傤B P24 ă[VB́A܂ł܂m荇̂悤ɂāÂ̂ƂЂƂƂȂӂȐlrgAX̒ւӂ݂Ă܂B And so Lucy found herself walking through the wood arm in arm with this strange creature as if they had known one another all their lives. find oneself --ing =CÂĂ݂ƁĂ@@arm in arm=rgŁ@creature= as if ...had known =܂łƒmĂ̂悤 one another =݂Ɂ@all their lives=IƁ@@ P25 ̕Ђ݂ɂ́AhAāA̓^iX̐Qɂ̂ł傤Bǂɂ͖{IāA{ǂ܂Ă܂B In one corner there was a door which Lucy thought must lead to Mr Tumnus's bedroom, and on one wall was a shelf full of books. which Lucy thought must lead to .. must=ɈႢȂ@lead to =ɒʂ [VBcɒʂɈႢȂƎvhAiwhich must lead to...Lucy thought }ꂽłj ȂȂGȕłA\pł͂悭g܂Bꏇ킩Â炢̂ŁÂ悤ȗǂŗ[߂ĂB{lɂ͂킩Â炢\łÃijA͊{IɎqɏAՂȕ\gĂ܂B̕\lCeBu̐lɂ́A悭݂镽Ղȕ\̈Ȃ̂łˁB P30 u[A[A[Avƃ^iX́A肠܂B u킽͈tH[Ał悤Bv uȂtH[ȂāA킽ɂ͎vȂBȂ́AƂĂtH[BȂقǂĂȃtH[ɁA킽AƂȂ́Bv u[A[A邯ǁAꂪ킩A͂Ȃł傤Bvƃ^iX́Aނы̂܂܂ɂ܂B uƂłȂA킽́AtH[ł悤B̐̂͂܂肩A킽قǈtH[́AȂł傤Bv "Oh -- oh -- oh!" sobbed Mr Tumnus, "I'm crying because I'm such a bad Faun." "I don't think you're a bad Faun at all," said Lucy. "I think you are a very good Faun. You are the nicest Faun I've ever met." "Oh -- oh-- you wouldn't say that if you knew," replied Mr Tumnus between his sobs. "No, I'm a bad Faun. I don't suppose there ever was a worse Faun since the beginning of the world." sob=苃@@not--at all=SȂ@@the --est I've ever met=łȐlȐe؂Ȑlɂ͉ƂȂ you wouldn't say that if you knew.wouldAknewƉߋłAߋ̎ł͂ȂAƔ΂̏oqׂu@ߋv̕łB ̎_ł͂܂[VB͉mȂ̂ŁAumvƎƔ΂̏oqׂĂ̂knowł͂ȂknewgĂ̂łB I don't suppose there ever was a worse Faun...@̐̍ŏijtH[Ƃ͎vȂł@ P31 uc킽́AgĂ҂łBv uHAȂłHv uijAイA肨Ă̂AłB~ɂĂ̂ȀłBv "I'm in the pay of the White Witch." "The White Witch? Who is she?" "Why, it is she that has got all Narnia under her thumb. It's she that makes it always winter." in the pay of =ɌقĂ@@It is she that...=\BuȂ͔̂ޏvƂӖ be under one's thumb=ŎgijAŜASŎg悤ɂijAŜxzĂ @@make+O+C=OCɂ遨make it always winterit͓V\it.Ȃ̂Łu(ijA̓Vj~ɂv炢̈ӖB P32 u˂ACûނ߂A܂킩ɂȂȂłHvƃtH[܂B úAނ₽ƂȂA܁AŁAĂłBv "Daughter of Eve, don't you understand?" said the Faun. "It isn't something I have done. I'm doing it now, this very moment." Don't you understand?킩܂񂩁H@ے̋^╶łˁB this very moment= CHAPTER 3 Edmund and the Wardrobe^Gh}h̔ ̓Ax̓[VBɑGh}hڂ̍ŒɈߑ񂷂ʂăijAɓ܂BƂ낪ނijAŏốcB P38 uvBvƃ[VB͂܂肩āAuقAAĂBvƂ܂B uAȂ̘bH[VBBvƃX[U˂܂B uAǂāHvƃ[VB̂قǂ낢āAu킽ǂɂĂA݂ȁAȂƂvȂ́Hv "It's all right," she repeated, "I've come back." "What on earth are you talking about, Lucy?" asked Susan. "Why?" said Lucy in amazament, "haven't you all been wondering where I was?" I've come back. ݊łBAĂčAɂAƂӖ\Ă܂B on earth=̑Ś@@what are you talking about?=bẮHɂ悭gb\łB haven't you all been wondering..?݊̐isBuƁĂv̈ӖB܂ł͔ے^╶ɂȂĂ܂ˁB where I was킽ǂւĂBԐڋ^╶Ȃ̂I wasƍm蕶̌ꏇłB P40 ŁA݂Ȃ̂ŁAO킯Ă݂܂BĎllƂ݂ȁ\\\[VBAǂɂς̂Ȃߑ񂷂ł邱ƂA߂܂B XȂ΁AȂÂ񂷂̗̔āAXqߑtbNĂ邾B s[^[͂ĂāAŵӂłƔĂ߂܂B Then everyone looked in and pulled the coats apart; and they all saw -- Lucy herself saw -- a perfectly ordinary wardrobe. There was no wood and no snow, only the back of the wardrobe, with hooks on it. Peter@went in and rapped his knuckles on it to make sure that it was solid. look in=̂ށ@@pull=@@apart=ā@@perfectly=SɁ@@ordinary=ʂ back=wAAw@@with hooks on it.tbN̏ɂā@@ rap=y@@knuckle=w̐߁@@make sure=m߂ P44 uA肪BvƃGh}hԂ₫܂B uhAA݂͂ЂƂłɂȂBv Gh}h́A[VB̂Ƃ͂YāÂقցA܂肽񂷂̃hAƎvقցAił܂BǂAׂ֏o邩ɁA肵~̖؂݂̂ʂāAX̂Ȃ́A؁X̂ȂnɂĂ̂łB "Thanks goodness," said Edmund, "the door must have swung open of its own accord." He forgot all about Lucy and went towards the light, which he thought was the open door of the wardrobe. But instead of finding himself stepping out into the spare room he found himself stepping out from the shadow of some thick dark fir trees into an open place in the middle of a wood. Thanks goodness=Thank God=肪@@must haveߋɈႢȂ@ of one's own accord=I @ ,which he thought was....܂,which͊֌W̔񐧌p@Bł͐sthe light󂯂āAuẮv炢̈ӖłB ނ͊X̖񂷂̃hAJƎvłApŕ\ƁA He thought the light was the open door of the wardrobe.ƂȂ܂BĂthe lightsƓłAwhichŒu,which he thought was the open door....ƂȂ܂BÂ炢łAꂮ炢͎Ƃďꂽ{ɂoꂵ܂BxǂłȂłB@ P45 Gh}h́A悤₭A[VBĂƂAvo܂BāAuł߂̍v̂ƂłԂ񃋁[VBɂ炭Ƃv܂BłAꂪƂł߂łȂƂƂɂȂ̂łBGh}h́A[VBǂ߂ɂƎvāA吺łт܂B u[VBA[VBIڂBGh}hBv He now remembered that he had been looking for Lucy; and also how unpleasant he had been to her about her "imaginary country" which now turned out not to have been imaginary at all. He thought that she must be somwhere quite close and so he shouted, "Lucy! Lucy! I'm here too -- Edmund." had beenhad+ߋ̉ߋłBŜߋ̎ŏĂ܂Ał̓Gh}h̎_OA[VBĂ߁Aߋ܂O\ߋɂȂĂ܂B turn out to be=łƂ킩Ałturn out not to have beenŁuł͂ȂƂ킩v̈ӖłB@@not....at allSł͂Ȃ@@must=ɈႢȂ@@quite=Ɂ@@close=߂Ɂ@@ ăGh}hijAɂĂ܂B@ P47 Ă̂́Â܂ȂɂA͂邩ɍȂɂ́A낵ЂƂAĂ܂B ւʂ̍ȁAGh}h܂ŌƂ̂Ȃقǔw̍AXƂ̂ЂƂłB But behind him, on a much higher seat in the midle of the sledge sat a very different person -- a great lady, taller than any woman that Edmund had ever seen. behind =̌Ɂiłhim͏lj@on....sledge͏ꏊ\Ba very different personijŁA|uɂȂĂ܂B taller than any woman that Edmund had ever seenrgčŏ㋉̌i܂łɌłw̍j\Ă錾łˁB CHAPTER 4 Turkish Delight^v Gh}hɏóA@̃^[LbVfBCg^āAނ܂ۂߍ݂܂BƕʂČGh}h͂QxڂɃijAKĂ[VBƍĉ܂cB P51 uȂłɂA͂납҂Ƃ݂BvƏ܂B u͂͂\BȂƁA܂񂪂ȂB͐lԂHv "I see you are an idiot, whatever else you may be," said the Queen. "Answer me, once and for all, or I shall lose my patience. Are you human?" see= 킩@@whatever łĂ@܂iidiot)ȊỎ҂łĂ Answer me....., or ...ߕ+or =ȂȂƁcB @lose one's patience=䖝łȂAт؂炷@ once and for all=ς P54 u܂܂ɁAނ̂ł́ACȂ̂AA_̂ނBvƏAāA܂B u΂񂷂Ȃ̂́AȂ񂶂Hv uvł܂A܁v "It is dull, Son of Adam, to drink without eating," said the Queen presently. "What would you like best to eat?" "Turkish Delight, please, your Majesty," said Edmund. dull=܂ȂA@@without --ing =ȂŁ@@presently=₪ā@@would like =want=~ ̗LȁiHj^[LbVfBCg̃V[łˁB{ł̓vƂȂĂƂłBȂ݂ɎHׂƂ͂܂BC^[lbgȂǂŒׂĂ݂ƁA\͊ȒPȂ̂ŁAxĂ݂悤ƎvĂ܂Błޗ݂ƍŊÂ݂Ă邾ŁA܂肨łȂłÃ^[LbVfBCg͖@Ŕɂł傤ˁB P55 ͂߂̂́AGh}hAɂςق΂܂b̂́A炾ƂV낤Ƃ܂AɂYāAł邾vނނւق肱ނƂ΂ɖɂȂ܂B ƁAHׂΐHׂقAƐHׂȂāAȂȂɍقtق肫̂낤ƍl邱ƂłȂȂ܂B At first Edmund tried to remember that it is rude to speak with one's mouth full, but soon he forgot about this and thought only of trying to shovel down as much Turkish Delight as he could, and the more he ate the more he wanted to eat, and he never asked himself why the Queen should be so inquisitive. at first=ŏ́@@try to =悤Ƃ@@it is e to-- =̂́@@rude=s@ with one's mouth full=ςɂ @@as much--as S can=ł邾́ the r...., ther΂ق inquisitive=FD́@@t@q˂ P61 u񂽂Ƃ킩ĂA҂ĂĂ̂ɁBv[VB̂ق́A΂ɂĂꂵŁAGh}ĥɂĂ悤ȂÅԂւȕς肩ɋC܂łB u킽́AtH[̃^iX̂ƂŁA͂ẮB̂ЂƁACB킽𓦂ǁA͂܂ɂȂłāBmȂ炵́Bł܂낤āBv "If I'd known you had got in I'd have waited for you," said Lucy, who was too happy and excited to notice how snappishly Edmund spoke or how flushed and strange his face was. "I've been having lunch with dear Mr Tumnus, the Faun, and he's very welll and the White Witch has done nothing to him for letting me go, so he thinks she can't have found out and perhaps everything is going to be all right after all." If I had known......I would have waited....@ߋ̕łB̗p@͉ߋ̎Ɣ邱Ƃqׂ̂Ɏg܂Bł̓[VB̓Gh}hƂmȂ̂ő҂ĂȂAƂ̂łˁB too....to-- = ɂ́A܂ɁāłȂ܂ɊċCÂȂ snappishly=s@ɁAԂڂɁ@@how=ǂقǁ@@ let l lɁĂ遨ł̓[VBsĂ cannot have ߋ͂Ȃ@@after all= ܂Ƃ^iX񂪕߂܂͂[VBGh}hɘbAGh}hɘbȂłˁBǂ炩bȂΑv킯łcB P61 uԂł̓ijȀƂĂ邯ǁAƂȂЂƂłˁAcc ́A΂Ƃł邵Âق邨낵ƂłāB̂ЂƂ͖@gāAijA~ɂĂ̂\\\~̂ɃNX}Xɂ͂ȂȂ񂾂āB "She calls herself the Queen of Narnia though she has no right to be queen at all, ... And she can turn poeple into stone and do all kinds of horrible things. And she has made a magic so that it is always winter in Narnia -- always winter, but it never gets to Christmas. call oneself=̂@@though=ǂ@@right=@@no(t)....at all=SȂ turn A into B=ABɕς@@horrible=낵@@so that SV=SV悤Ɂ@@get to=ɒB遨NX}XɒBȂNX}XɂȂȂ P62 uꂪ݂ɁÂȂł߂ׂ́Hv utH[̃^iXBv utĤƂ΂ȂĐMpł񂩁BvGh}h́A[VBƂ悭mĂƂ΂̒qł܂B "Who told you all that stuff about the White Witch?" he asked. "Mr. Tumnus, the Faun" said Lucy. "You can't always believe what Fauns say," said Edmund, trying to sound as if he knew far more about them than Lucy. stuff=bAl̂Ȃ́A炭@@not always=Ƃ͌Ȃ@@what S V=SV@@sound=ɕAɎv@@@as if=܂Ł̂悤Ɂi@Ȃ̂ł̌ɂ͉ߋߋ܂j@@far more=ꡂɑ P62 uA낤Bv uAA܂傤Bvƃ[VB܂BuGh}hA񂽂͂ĂĂāA킽AꂵBӂƂւ񂾂Aǂق̂ЂƂMȂ킯ɂȂ̂ˁBAǂȂɂ낢łIv "Let's go home." "Yes, let's," said Ludy. "Oh, Edmund, I am glad you've got in too. The others will have to believe in Narnia now that both of us have been there. What fun it will be!" have to=邵ȂAȂ킯ɂ͂Ȃ@@now that=@@ Chapter T@ Back on This Side of the Door/ hÂɁA܂ǂ тŃ[VB̓s[^[ƃX[UɁAGh}hijAɓƍ܂AC̕ςGh}hׂ͂ă[VB̋zƕЕtĂ܂܂B N̓l̓[VB̗lqSzAɑk܂B̃AhoCX͂悻ނ̗\zƂꂽłcB P66 ƃGh}h́A[VB͂邩Nザ݂A炻āiƂĂAłjA炢ȂA܂B uAbƂB[VBƂڂ́Aߑ񂷂̂Ȃ̍Ƃb݂ȁAقƂƂӂA悻̍Ă񂾂BǁAA傤BȂ́AȂBv And Edmund gave a very superior look as if he were far older than Lucy (there was really only a year's difference) and then a little snigger and said, "Oh, yes, Lucy and I have been@playing -- pretending that all her story about a country in the wardrobe is true. Just for fun, of course. There's nothing there really." superior=DꂽA@́@@give a look=@as if=܂Ł̂悤Ɂi@Ȃ̂ŎbewereɂȂĂ܂j@@far=ꡂɁ@@difference=Ⴂ@@snigger=snicker=΂@@have been playingƗVł@@pretend=ӂ@@just for fun=k CXu̕ł΂񂢂ȂƂv(one of the nastiest things in this story)ƌĂƂłBȂ݂Ɂuv̌let down(_jB ijAfɎ󂯓ꂽ[VBƁA𑼂̌ZɐMԁiƖ̎ŁjlĂ܂Gh}ḧႢł傤B@@ P70 ꂩ搶́Aǂ肷肱ŁA̎w҂Ƃ킹āAЂƂƂ͂܂ɂӂ̘b𕷂I܂BbIĂAȂ蒷܂B₪Ă̂ƂɁA΂炢āA܂ŎvȂт܂B uŁA񂽂́A̘bقƂł͂ȂƁAǂłǂĂ߂̂ȁHv Then he sat listening to them with the tips of his fingers pressed together and never interrupting, till they had finished the whole story. After that he said nothing for quite a long time. Then he cleared his throat and said the last thing either of them expected: "How do you know," he asked, "that your sister's story is not true?" sat listening=ĕ@@with+ړI+ړIāłthe tips of his fingers(wjpressed together(ɉtājƂȂ܂B@@interrupt=f@@till=܂Ł@@whole=Ŝ́@@for quite a long time=ɒԁ@@clear one's throat=P@clear=ꂢɂ@@the last thing =Ō̎悻ȂƁ@@either=ǂ@@expect=\zA҂ P71 u_I𗧂ĂčlĂ݂悤BvƐ搶́AԂɂ悤ɂ܂Bû̊wZł́A_Ȃ̂ȁB肻Ȃ́AO\\\񂪁AĂ邩ACӂꂽAقƂ̂ƂĂ邩AȂB̂AȂƂ͂킩Ƃ邵AĈłȂƂ炩BĂ݂΁Aق؋łĂāAЂ肩łȂAẮA͂قƂ̂ƂĂƁA_Ȃ΂ȂBv "Logic!" said the Professor half to himself. "Why don't they teach logic at these schools? There are only three possibilities. Either your sister is telling lies, or she is mad, or she is telling the truth. You know she dosn't tell lies and it is obvious that she is not mad. For the moment then and unless any further evidence turns up, we must assume that she is telling the truth." say to oneself=ɌAƂ茾@@possibility=\@@either=ǂ炩@@tell a lie=R@@mad=C@@truth=^@@obvious=ȁ@for the moment=Á@unless=Ȃ@@further=ẃAȂ@@evidence=؋@@turn up=@@assume=ށA肷@ ͂̈߂ACXēxLXgɋA˂Ɏ_ƌĂ܂B ܂LXǧ͂Ă邩ACӂꂽAقƂ̂ƂĂ邩̂RȂBĔނ̐lRĂ͂ȂACGꂽłȂBLXgĂ邱Ƃ͐^AƂ_łB P78 uIvƃs[^[܂BuقɂȂBvĈߑ񂷂̃hAςƂ܂Bll͂ЂƂ܂ɂȂĒɂ͂肱݁Aɂ肱ŁA݂̒łǂǂĂ܂Bs[^[̓hAЂ悹Ă͂܂A҂肵߂͂܂łBs[^[́Aӂׂ̂lԂȂߑ񂷂̒ɂ҂Ƃ悤Ȃӂ܂̂łȂƂAmĂ̂łB "Quick!" said Peter, "there's nowhere else," and flung open the wardrobe. All four of them bundled inside it and sat there, panting, in the dark. Peter held the door closed but did not shut it; for, of course, he remembered, as every sensible person does, that you should never never shut yourself up in a wardrobe. nowhere=ǂɂ`Ȃ@@flung