CHAPTER ELEVEN THE DUFFLEPUDS MADE HAPPY（第2/4頁）

“Are they as stupid as all that ？”asked Lucy．

The Magician sighed．“You wouldn’t believe the troubles I’ve had with them．A few months ago they were all for washing up the plates and knives before dinner：they said it saved time afterwards. I’ve caught them planting boiled potatoes to save cooking them when they were dug up．One day the cat got into the dairy and twenty of them were at work moving all the milk out；no one thought of moving the cat．But I see you’ve finished．Let’s go and look at the Duffers now they can be looked at．”

They went into another room which was full of polished instruments hard to understand-such as Astrolabes，Orreries， Chronoscopes，Poesimeters，Choriambuses and Theodolinds-and here，when they had come to the window，the Magician said， “There．There are your Duffers．”

“I don’t see anybody，”said Lucy．“And what are those mushroom things ？”

The things she pointed at were dotted all over the level grass． They were certainly very like mushrooms，but far too big-the stalks about three feet high and the umbrellas about the same length from edge to edge．When she looked carefully she noticed too that the stalks joined the umbrellas not in the middle but at one side which gave an unbalanced look to them．And there was something-a sort of little bundle-lying on the grass at the foot of each stalk．In fact the longer she gazed at them the less like mushrooms they appeared． The umbrella part was not really round as she had thought at first． It was longer than it was broad，and it widened at one end．There were a great many of them，fifty or more．

The clock struck three．

Instantly a most extraordinary thing happened．Each of the“mushrooms”suddenly turned upside-down．The little bundles which had lain at the bottom of the stalks were heads and bodies．The stalks themselves were legs．But not two legs to each body．Each body had a single thick leg right under it(not to one side like the leg

of a one-legged man)and at the end of it，a single enormous foot-a broadtoed foot with the toes curling up a little so that it looked rather like a small canoe．She saw in a moment why they had looked like mushrooms．They had been lying flat on their backs each with its single leg straight up in the air and its enormous foot spread out above it．She learned afterwards that this was their ordinary way of resting；for the foot kept off both rain and sun and for a Monopod to lie under its own foot is almost as good as being in a tent．

“Oh，the funnies，the funnies，”cried Lucy，bursting into laughter．“Did you make them like that ？”

“Yes，yes．I made the Duffers into Monopods，”said the Magician．He too was laughing till the tears ran down his cheeks． “But watch，”he added．

It was worth watching．Of course these little one-footed men couldn’t walk or run as we do．They got about by jumping，like fleas or frogs．And what jumps they made ！as if each big foot were a mass of springs．And with what a bounce they came down； that was what made the thumping noise which had so puzzled Lucy yesterday．For now they were jumping in all directions and calling out to one another，“Hey，lads ！We’re visible again．”

“Visible we are，”said one in a tasselled red cap who was obviously the Chief Monopod．“And what I say is，when chaps are visible，why，they can see one another．”

“Ah，there it is，there it is，Chief，”cried all the others．“There’s the point．No one’s got a clearer head than you．You couldn’t have made it plainer．”

“She caught the old man napping，that little girl did，”said the Chief Monopod．“We’ve beaten him this time．”

“Just what we were，going to say ourselves，”chimed the chorus．“You’re going stronger than ever today，Chief．Keep it up，keep it up．”

“But do they dare to talk about you like that ？”said Lucy． “They seemed to be so afraid of you yesterday．Don’t they know you might be listening ？”

“That’s one of the funny things about the Duffers，”said the Magician．“One minute they talk as if I ran everything and overheard everything and was extremely dangerous．The next moment they think they can take me in by tricks that a baby would see through-bless them ！”

“Will they have to be turned back into their proper shapes ？”asked Lucy．“Oh，I do hope it wouldn’t be unkind to leave them as they are．Do they really mind very much ？They seem pretty happy．I say-look at that jump．What were they like before ？”

“Common little dwarfs，”said he．“Nothing like so nice as the sort you have in Narnia．”

“It would be a pity to change them back，”said Lucy．“They’re so funny：and they’re rather nice．Do you think it would make any difference if I told them that ？”

“I’m sure it would-if you could get it into their heads．”