Thus it brought them to another road which they thought was the hill road. After they had gone a mile or so on this they realized that it was not. The first cross-road had curved around till it was parallel with the hill road; it was no longer a cross-road. Thus when it crossed another road the boys thought this was the main road and would take them straight home.
In point of fact it was just another cross-road. Soon an unfamiliar1 house informed Simon that they were not on the main road. They were not as badly off as he thought they were, but he did not know this. A fog is a very funny thing and plays strange pranks2 with one in one’s own neighborhood.
“Wait till I look at my compass,” Pee-wee said.
Extracting this from where it had been dangling4 in the folds of limp, wet bunting, Pee-wee found to his consternation5 that already the cheap tin case had little specks6 of fresh rust7 on it. And worse than that the paper dial within curled up like a dried leaf. The all pervading8, insinuating9 fog seemed to have penetrated10 even this trusty little guide. With the aid of his trusty flashlight, Pee-wee saw the havoc11 wrought12 upon the delicately balanced needle. The glue behind the dial had melted and oozed13 up and gummed the pivot14. Even the magnetic pole (which Pee-wee had always regarded as his friend, and which showed him the way home from school) was helpless now, or thoroughly15 embarrassed by glue.
“Wait till I hold up my finger,” Pee-wee said.
He held up his finger, but even his potent16 imagination could not fancy the wind blowing from any particular quarter. There was no wind, only a clammy, stifling17 calm. And if there had been any wind it is hard to say how that would have helped him.
Simon was disinclined to try to turn their lumbering18 caravan19 in that narrow road, particularly since one direction seemed as good as another now.
“We’ll just keep going,” he said, “and maybe we’ll come to some house or something that I know. It must be late because I’m getting hungry.”
“It’s about—it’s—it’s twenty minutes to nine,” Pee-wee said. “That’s what it is by my appetite.” He could tell time at least and that was fortunate.
“If there wasn’t a fog I could tell the way home by the stars,” Pee-wee announced.
“If there wasn’t a fog I could get home without looking at the stars,” said simple Simon.
“What are you supposed to go by in a fog?” Simon asked innocently.
Pee-wee thought for a moment, then “handled” the situation. “They’re supposed to get lost,” he said; “you have to get lost sometimes. Gee21 whiz, what’s the good of being a scout if you don’t?”
This seemed to convince Simon for he said no more. If getting lost was indeed part of the game, Pee-wee was running true to the scout program, for he was lost with a vengeance22. Not a scout sign was there to help him, nor were any of the tried and true wrinkles of the least avail in that damp, enshrouding waste.
Neither one of our doughty23 adventurers had the slightest idea where they were. They paused at another cross-road and Pee-wee made a vain search for moss24, but it had all gone to bed. He ventured a few yards from the road in quest of a woodchuck hole for he knew that woodchucks always burrowed25 in a southerly direction. But the woodchucks seemed all to have taken their burrows26 in on account of the dampness.
He did find one hole near the roadside which went straight down, and this seemed to reflect on the well known sagacity of the woodchuck, until Simon lifted the reproach from that lowly creature by proving that the hole had been made for the accommodation of a fence post. The well known characteristic of fence posts of standing27 upright, settled the matter once and for all.
They turned into this side road and continued going; there seemed nothing else to do. They were in a strange world and there was nothing to give them the least clue as to where they were. The oxen seemed willing enough to take any road; they had no theories or prejudices.
“We’re somewhere,” Pee-wee said, “that’s sure.” This seemed probable enough but the knowledge was not hopeful or reassuring29....
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n.大破坏,浩劫,大混乱,大杂乱 | |
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v.(浓液等)慢慢地冒出,渗出( ooze的过去式和过去分词 );使(液体)缓缓流出;(浓液)渗出,慢慢流出 | |
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n.童子军,侦察员;v.侦察,搜索 | |
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