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Story english - CAPTER 2 (THE MAGICIAN'S NEPHEW )


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THE MAGICIAN'S NEPHEW 

  BY 

 C. S. LEWIS 



CAPTER 2




"At any rate I do wash my face," said Polly, "Which is what you need to do; especially 
after -" and then she stopped. She had been going to say "After you've been blubbing," 
but she thought that wouldn't be polite. 
"Alright, I have then," said Digory in a much louder voice, like a boy who was so 
miserable that he didn't care who knew he had been crying. "And so would you," he went 
on, "if you'd lived all your life in the country and had a pony, and a river at the bottom of 
the garden, and then been brought to live in a beastly Hole like this."
"London isn't a Hole," said Polly indignantly. But the boy was too wound up to take any 
notice of her, and he went on "And if your father was away in India - and you had to 
come and live with an Aunt and an Uncle who's mad (who would like that?) - and if the 
reason was that they were looking after your Mother - and if your Mother was ill and was 
going to - going to - die." Then his face went the wrong sort of shape as it does if you're 
trying to keep back your tears. 
"I didn't know. I'm sorry," said Polly humbly. And then, because she hardly knew what to 
say, and also to turn Digory's mind to cheerful subjects, she asked: 
"Is Mr Ketterley really mad?" 
"Well either he's mad," said Digory, "or there's some other mystery. He has a study on the 
top floor and Aunt Letty says I must never go up there. Well, that looks fishy to begin 
with. And then there's another thing. Whenever he tries to say anything to me at meal 
times - he never even tries to talk to her - she always shuts him up. She says, "Don't
worry the boy, Andrew" or "I'm sure Digory doesn't want to hear about that" or else 
"Now, Digory, wouldn't you like to go out and play in the garden?" 
"What sort of things does he try to say?"
"I don't know. He never gets far enough. But there's more than that. One night - it was 
last night in fact - as I was going past the foot of the attic-stairs on my way to bed (and I 
don't much care for going past them either) I'm sure I heard a yell." 
"Perhaps he keeps a mad wife shut up there." 
"Yes, I've thought of that." 
"Or perhaps he's a coiner." 
"Or he might have been a pirate, like the man at the beginning of Treasure Island, and be 
always hiding from his old shipmates." 
"How exciting!" said Polly, "I never knew your house was so interesting." . 

to be continue .................

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