CHAPTER FIVE BACK ON THIS SIDE OF THE DOOR（第1页）
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&hegameofhide-aillgoingon，ittookEdmundandLuetofihers。Butwhenatlasttheywerealltogether（ehelongroom，wherethesuitofarmorwas），Lucyburstout:
&er!Susan!It'salltrue。Edmuoo。Thereisatryyougetththewardrobe。EdmundandIbothgotiohere，inthewood。Gooellthemallaboutit。”
“What'sallthisabout，Ed?”saidPeter。
Aoothingsinthisstory。UptothatmomentEdmundhadbeenfeelingsidsulky，ahLucyfht，buthehadn'tmadeuphismindwhattodo。Wheersuddehequestionhedecidedallatohemeaandmostspitefulthihinkof。HedecidedtoletLu。
“Tellus，Ed，”saidSusan。
AndEdmundgaveaverysuperiorlookasifhewerefarolderthanLucy（therewasreallyonlyayear'sdifferehenalittlesniggerandsaid，“Oh，yes，LudIhavebeenplayihatallherstoryaboutathewardrobeistrue。justforfun，ofcourse。There'snothingtherereally。”
PaveEdmundonelookaoftheroom。
Edmund，whowasbeinganastierpersoe，thoughtthathehadscreatsudwentoosay，“Thereshegoesagain。What'sthematterwithher?That'stheworstofyoungkids，theyal>
“Lookhere，”saidPeter，turningonhimsavagely，“shutup!You'vebeelybeastlytoLueversiedthishewardrobe，andnowyougoplayihheraboutitaingheroffagain。Ibelieveyoudiditsimplyoutofspite。”
“Butit'sallnonsense，”saidEdmuakenaback。
“Ofcourseit'sallnonsense，”saidPeter，“that'sjustthepoint。Luerfectlyallrightwhehome，butsincewe'vebeendowobeeithergoiheheadorelseturningintoamhtfulliar。Butwhicheveritis，whatgooddoyouthinkyou'lldandnaggingatheronedayandengherthe?”
“Ithought—Ithought，”saidEdmund;buthe'tthinkofanythingtosay。
“Youdidn'tthinkanythingatall，”saidPeter;“it'sjustspite。You'vealwayslikedbeioanyohanyourself;we'veseenthatatschoolbeforenow。”
“Dostopit，”saidSusan;“itwon'tmakethierhavingarowbetweenyoutwo。Let'sgoandfindLucy。”
ItwasnthatwhentheyfoundLucy，agooddeallater，everyonecouldseethatshehadbeenothingtheycouldsaytohermadeanydiffereoherstoryandsaid:
“Idon'tcarewhatyouthink，andIdon'tcarewhatyousay。YoutelltheProfessororyouwritetoMotheroryouythingyoulike。IknowI'vemetaFauninthereand—IwishI'dstayedthereandyouareallbeasts，beasts。”
Itleasantevening。LucywasmiserableandEdmuofeelthathisplanwasn&#aswellashehadexpected。ThetwoolderoneswerereallybeginningtothinkthatLucywasoutofhermioodinthepassagetalkingaboutitinwhisperslongaftershehadgoobed。
&wasthemtheydecidedthattheyreallywouldgoahewholethingtotheProfessor。“He'llwritetoFatherifhethinksthereisreallysomethingwrongwithLu，”saidPeter;“it'sgettingbeyondus。”Sotheywentahestudydoor，andtheProfessorsaid“ein，”andgotupandfoundaeattheirdisposal。Theenihetipsofhisfiogetheraerrupting，tilltheyhadfiory。Afterthathesaidnothingforquitealohenheclearedhisthroatandsaidthelastthihemexpected:
“Howdoyouknow，”heasked，“thatyoursister'sstoryisnottrue?”
“Oh，but—”beganSusaopped。Anyonecouldseefromtheoldman'sfacethatheerfectlyserious。ThenSusanpulledherselftogetherandsaid，“ButEdmundsaidtheyhadoending。”
“Thatisapoint，”saidtheProfessor，“whilydeservessideration;verycarefulsideration。Forinstance—ifyouwillexcusemefthequestion—doesyourexperieardyourbrotheroryoursisterasthemorereliable?Imean，whichisthemoretruthful?”
“That'sjustthefunnythingaboutit，sir，”saidPeter。“Uptillnow，I'dhavesaidLucyeverytime。”
“Andwhatdoyouthink，mydear?”saidthePrtoSusan。
“Well，”saidSusan，“ingeneral，I'dsaythesameasPeter，butthis'tbetrue—allthisaboutthewoodandtheFaun。”