THE HERMIT OF THE SOUTHERN MARCH AFTER they had ridden for several hours down the valley, it widened out and they could see what was ahead of them. The river which they had been following here joined a broader river, wide and turbulent, which flowed from their left to their right, towards the east. Beyond this new river a delightful try rose gently in low hills, ridge beye, to the Northern Mountains themselves. To the right there were rocky pinnacles, one or two of them with snow ging to the ledges. To the left, pine-clad slopes, frowning cliffs, narrow ges, and blue peaks stretched away as far as the eye could reach. He could no longer make out Mount Pire. Straight ahead the mountain range sank to a wooded saddle which of course must be the pass from Arland into Narnia.
"Broo-hoo-hoo, the North, the green North!" neighed Bree: aainly the lower hills looked greener and fresher than anything that Aravis and Shasta, with their southern-bred ey……（内容加载失败！）
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