like.â
âErâraven,â said David. âHallo.â Cautiously he stretched a finger out to the birdâs large shiny back and gently touched its warm, stiff feathers. âWill you talk to me too?â
The raven turned one eye on him. David could not help thinking it looked rather an evil creature. It put him in mind of a vulture. âYes, Iâll talk to you if you want,â it said, and David could not stop himself grinning with pride. He could see that Mr. Wedding was really surprised. The bird hunched up to scratch the top of its head with its big gray foot, and looked at David from under its leg. âI saw Luke just now,â it remarked. âHe was trying to find you.â
âDonât tell me where he was, then,â David said.
âIt wonât matter. He saw me and went away,â said the raven. âWeâve lost him for the moment.â
âGood,â said David.
âHm,â said Mr. Wedding. âI think that will do. Off you go.â
âGoing,â said the bird and took off with its legs trailing, in another great black sweep of feathers. Looking up, David saw it circling with its wing-pinions spread like fingers while it came round into the wind and tucked up its gray feet like an airplane retracting its undercarriage. âIâll see you,â it called. Then it was away across the lake with large leisurely flaps of its wings.
âBrilliant!â said David, watching it get slowly smaller against the hills.
âThey donât often talk to anyone but me,â Mr. Wedding said. âYou were luckyâI suppose lucky is the word for it. May I speak to you seriously, David?â
âYes,â said David, a little apprehensively. âWhat?â
âYou donât know much about me, do you?â said Mr. Wedding.
David looked up at him to agree, and to protest a little. And he saw Mr. Wedding had only one eye. David stared. For a moment, he was more frightened than he had ever been in his life. He could not understand it. Up till then, there had been nothing strange about Mr. Weddingâs face at all, and it had been perfectly ordinary. David had not noticed a change. Yet one of Mr. Weddingâs eyes was simply not there. The place where the second eye should have been had an eyelid and eyelashes, so that it looked almost as if Mr. Wedding had shut one eyeâbut not quite. It did not look at all horrible. There was no reason to be frightened. But David was. Mr. Weddingâs remaining eye had something to do with it. It made up for the other by gazing so piercingly blue, so deep and difficult, that it was as wild and strange in its way as Mr. Chewâs face. As David looked from eye to empty eyelid and back, he had suddenly no doubt that what he was seeing was Mr. Weddingâs true face, and his real nature. The hair on Davidâs spine stood up, slowly and nastily, as he looked.
âAnd I suspect you donât know much about Luke,â Mr. Wedding went on. âHe was not shut up without very good reason, you know. Would it surprise you to hear that he did something very terrible indeed?â
David, thankful to think of something beside Mr. Weddingâs one eye, thought of Luke making the fire, and the hair on his back uncomfortably laid itself down again while he did so. âNo, it wouldnât surprise me,â he said. He knew Luke well enough now to see the way he would have done the terrible thingâwith a strange, absentminded smile, because whatever it was had been a clever idea and rather difficult to do. âLuke doesnât work by the usual rules,â he explained. âAnd I donât think you do, either,â he said, struck by a strange similarity between Mr. Wedding and Luke which he could not quite pin down.
Mr. Wedding smiled a little. âYouâre right,â he said. âI donât. But there are rules for everyone all the same, and Luke broke
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