Хроники Нарнии
Lucy looks into a Wardrobe
Therewasnothingelseintheroomatall exceptadeadblue-bottleonthewindow-sill.
"Nothingthere!"saidPeter, andtheyalltroopedoutagain-allexceptLucy. Shestayedbehindbecauseshethoughtitwouldbeworthwhiletryingthedoorofthewardrobe, eventhoughshefeltalmostsurethatitwouldbelocked. Tohersurpriseitopenedquiteeasily, andtwomoth-ballsdroppedout.
Lookingintotheinside, shesawseveralcoatshangingup-mostlylongfurcoats. TherewasnothingLucylikedsomuchasthesmellandfeeloffur. Sheimmediatelysteppedintothewardrobeandgotinamongthecoatsandrubbedherfaceagainstthem, leavingthedooropen,ofcourse, becausesheknewthatitisveryfoolishtoshutoneselfintoanywardrobe. Soonshewentfurtherinandfound thattherewasasecondrowofcoatshangingupbehindthefirstone. Itwasalmostquitedarkinthere andshekeptherarmsstretchedoutinfrontofhersoasnottobumpherfaceintothebackofthewardrobe. Shetookastepfurtherin-thentwoorthreesteps alwaysexpectingtofeelwoodworkagainstthetipsofherfingers. Butshecouldnotfeelit.
"Thismustbeasimplyenormouswardrobe!"thoughtLucy, goingstillfurtherinandpushingthesoftfoldsofthecoatsasidetomakeroomforher. Thenshenoticedthattherewassomethingcrunchingunderherfeet. "Iwonderisthatmoremothballs?"shethought, stoopingdowntofeelitwithherhand. Butinsteadoffeelingthehard,smoothwoodofthefloorofthewardrobe, shefeltsomethingsoftandpowderyandextremelycold. "Thisisveryqueer,"shesaid, andwentonasteportwofurther.
