Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the WillowsWhen Hazel woke, he started up at once, for the air around him was full of thesharp cries of some creature hunting. He looked quickly round, but could see nosigns of alarm. It was evening. Several of the rabbits were already awake andfeeding on the edge of the wood. He realized that the cries, urgent and startlingthough they were, were too small and shrill6 for any kind of elil. They came fromabove his head. A bat flittered through the trees and out again without touching7 atwig. It was followed by another. Hazel could sense that there were many allabout, taking flies and moths8 on the wing and uttering their minute cries as theyflew. A human ear would hardly have heard them, but to the rabbits the air wasfull of their calls. Outside the wood, the field was still bright with eveningsunshine, but among the firs the light was dusky and here the bats were comingand going thickly. Mixed with the resinous9 scent10 of the firs there came anothersmell, strong and fragrant11, yet sharp -- the perfume of flowers, but of some kindunknown to Hazel. He followed it to its source at the edge of the wood. It camefrom several thick patches of soapwort growing along the edge of the pasture.
Some of the plants were not yet in bloom, their buds curled in pink, pointedspirals held in the pale green calices, but most were already star-flowering andgiving off their strong scent. The bats were hunting among the flies and mothsattracted to the soapwort.
Hazel passed hraka and began to feed in the field. He was disturbed to findthat his hind12 leg was troubling him. He had thought that it was healed, but theforced journey over the downs had evidently proved too much for the muscle tornby the shotgun pellets. He wondered whether it was far to the river of whichKehaar had spoken. If it was, he was in for trouble.
"Hazel-rah," said Pipkin, coming up from among the soapwort, "are you allright? Your leg looks queer -- you're dragging it.""No, it's all right," said Hazel. "Look, Hlao-roo, where's Kehaar? I want to talkto him.""He's flown out to see if there's a patrol anywhere near, Hazel-rah. Bigwigwoke some time ago and he and Silver asked Kehaar to go. They didn't want todisturb you."Hazel felt irritated. It would have been better to be told at once which way togo, rather than to wait while Kehaar looked for patrols. They were going to cross ariver and, as far as he was concerned, they could not do it too soon. Fretting14, hewaited for Kehaar. Soon he had become as tense and nervous as he had ever beenin his life. He was beginning to believe that after all he might have been rash. Itwas clear that Holly15 had not underrated their danger near Efrafa. He had littledoubt that Bigwig, by sheer chance, had led the fox onto a Wide Patrol which hadbeen following their trail. Then, in the morning, again by luck and the help ofKehaar, they had evidently just missed another at the crossing of the iron road.
Perhaps Silver's fear was well founded and a patrol had already spotted16 andreported them without their knowing? Had General Woundwort got some sort ofKehaar of his own? Perhaps a bat was at this moment talking to him? How wasone to foresee and guard against everything? The grass seemed sour, the sunshinechilly. Hazel sat hunched17 under the firs, worrying dismally18. He felt less annoyed,now, with Bigwig: he could understand his feelings. Waiting was bad. He fidgetedfor some kind of action. Just as he had decided19 to wait no longer, but to collecteveryone and go immediately, Kehaar came flying from the direction of thecutting. He flapped clumsily down among the firs, silencing the bats.
"Meester 'Azel, ees no rabbits. I t'ink maybe dey no like for go across ironroad.""Good. Is it far to the river, Kehaar?""Na, na. Ees close, in vood.""Splendid. We can find this crossing in daylight?""Ya, ya. I show you pridge."The rabbits had gone only a short distance through the wood when they sensedthat they were already near the river. The ground became soft and damp. Theycould smell sedge and water. Suddenly, the harsh, vibrating cry of a moor20 henechoed through the trees, followed by a flapping of wings and a watery21 scuttering.
The rustling22 of the leaves seemed also to echo, as though reflected distantly fromhard ground. A little further on, they could distinctly hear the water itself -- thelow, continuous pouring of a shallow fall. A human being, hearing from a distancethe noise of a crowd, can form an idea of its size. The sound of the river told therabbits that it must be bigger than any they had known before -- wide, smoothand swift. Pausing among the comfrey and ground elder, they stared at eachother, seeking reassurance23. Then they began to lollop hesitantly forward intomore open ground. There was still no river to be seen, but in front they couldperceive a flicker24 and dance of mirrored light in the air. Soon afterward25 Hazel,limping ahead with Fiver near him, found himself on a narrow green path thatdivided the wilderness26 from the riverbank.
The path was almost as smooth as a lawn and clear of bushes and weeds, for itwas kept cut for fishermen. Along its further side the riparian plants grew thickly,so that it was separated from the river by a kind of hedge of purple loosestrife,great willow5 herb, fleabane, figwort and hemp27 agrimony, here and there alreadyin bloom. Two or three more of the rabbits emerged from the wood. Peeringthrough the plant clumps28, they could catch glimpses of the smooth, glitteringriver, evidently much wider and swifter than the Enborne. Although there was noenemy or other danger to be perceived, they felt the apprehension29 and doubt ofthose who have come unawares upon some awe-inspiring place where theythemselves are paltry30 fellows of no account. When Marco Polo came at last toCathay, seven hundred years ago, did he not feel -- and did his heart not falter31 ashe realized -- that this great and splendid capital of an empire had had its beingall the years of his life and far longer, and that he had been ignorant of it? That itwas in need of nothing from him, from Venice, from Europe? That it was full ofwonders beyond his understanding? That his arrival was a matter of noimportance whatever? We know that he felt these things, and so has many atraveler in foreign parts who did not know what he was going to find. There isnothing that cuts you down to size like coming to some strange and marvelousplace where no one even stops to notice that you stare about you.
The rabbits were uneasy and confused. They crouched32 on the grass, sniffingthe water smells in the cooling, sunset air: and moved closer together, eachhoping not to see in the others the nervousness he felt in himself. As Pipkinreached the path a great, shimmering34 dragonfly, four inches long, all emerald andsable, appeared at his shoulder, hovered35, droning and motionless, and was gonelike lightning into the sedge. Pipkin leaped back in alarm. As he did so there camea shrill, vibrant36 cry and he caught sight, between the plants, of a brilliant azurebird flashing past over the open water. A few moments later there came, fromclose behind the plant hedge, the sound of a fairly heavy splash: but what creaturemight have made it there was no telling.
Looking round for Hazel, Pipkin caught sight of Kehaar, a little way off,standing in a patch of shallow water between two clumps of willow herb. He wasstabbing and snapping at something in the mud and after a few moments pulledout a six-inch leech37 and swallowed it whole. Beyond him, some distance down thepath, Hazel was combing the goose grass out of his coat and evidently listening toFiver as they sat together under a rhododendron. Pipkin ran along the bank andjoined them.
"There's nothing wrong with the place," Fiver was saying. "There's no moredanger here than anywhere else. Kehaar's going to show us where to get across,isn't he? The thing to do is to get on with it before it gets dark.""They'll never stop here," replied Hazel. "We can't stay and wait for Bigwig in aplace like this. It's unnatural38 for rabbits.""Yes, we can -- calm down. They'll get used to it quicker than you think. I tellyou, it's better than one or two other places we've been in. Not all strange thingsare bad. Would you like me to take them over? Say it's because of your leg.""Fine," said Hazel. "Hlao-roo, can you get everyone along here?"When Pipkin had gone, he said, "I feel troubled, Fiver. I'm asking so much ofthem, and there are so many risks in this plan.""They're a better lot than you give them credit for," replied Fiver. "If you wereto--"Kehaar called raucously39 across, startling a wren40 out of the bushes.
"Meester 'Azel, vat41 for you vait?""To know where to go," answered Fiver.
"Pridge near. You go on, you see."Where they were, the undergrowth stood close to the green path, but beyond --downstream, as they all intuitively felt -- it gave way to open parkland. Out intothis they went, Hazel following Fiver.
Hazel did not know what a bridge was. It was another of Kehaar's unknownwords that he did not feel up to questioning. Despite his trust in Kehaar and hisrespect for his wide experience, he felt still more disturbed as they came into theopen. Clearly, this was some sort of man place, frequented and dangerous. Ashort way ahead was a road. He could see its smooth, unnatural surfacestretching away over the grass. He stopped and looked at it. At length, when hewas sure that there were no men anywhere near, he went cautiously up to theverge.
The road crossed the river on a bridge about thirty feet long. It did not occur toHazel that there was anything unusual in this. The idea of a bridge was beyondhim. He saw only a line of stout42 posts and rails on either side of the road.
Similarly, simple African villagers who have never left their remote homes maynot be particularly surprised by their first sight of an airplane: it is outside theircomprehension. But their first sight of a horse pulling a cart will set thempointing and laughing at the ingenuity43 of the fellow who thought of that one.
Hazel saw without surprise the road crossing the river. What worried him wasthat where it did so there were only very narrow verges44 of short grass, offering nocover. His rabbits would be exposed to view and unable to bolt, except along theroad.
"Do you think we can risk it, Fiver?" he asked.
"I can't see why you're bothered," answered Fiver. "You went into the farmyardand the shed where the hutch rabbits were. This is much less dangerous. Come on-- they're all watching while we hesitate."Fiver hopped45 out on the road. He looked round for a moment and then madehis way to the nearer end of the bridge. Hazel followed him along the verge,keeping close beside the rail on the upstream side. Looking round, he saw Pipkinclose behind. In the middle of the bridge Fiver, who was perfectly46 calm andunhurried, stopped and sat up. The other two joined him.
"Let's put on a bit of an act," said Fiver. "Make them inquisitive47. They'll followus just to see what we're looking at."There was no sill along the edge of the bridge: they could have walked off itinto the water three feet below. From under the lowest rail they looked out,upstream, and now, for the first time, saw the whole river plainly. If the bridgehad not startled Hazel, the river did. He remembered the Enborne, its surfacebroken by gravel48 spits and plant growth. The Test, a weed-cut, carefully tendedtrout stream, seemed to him like a world of water. A good ten yards wide it was,fast-flowing and smooth, spangling and dazzling in the evening sun. The treereflections on the even current were unbroken as on a lake. There was not a reedor a plant to be seen above the water. Close by, under the left bank, a bed ofcrowfoot trailed downstream, the wheel-like leaves all submerged. Darker still,almost black, were the mats of water moss50, their thick masses motionless on thebed of the river and only the trailing fronds51 waving slowly from side to side.
Waving, too, were the wider expanses of pale green cressweed; but these rippledwith the current, lightly and quickly. The water was very clear, with a bed of cleanyellow gravel, and even in the middle was hardly four feet deep. As the rabbitsstared down they could discern, here and there, a very fine scour53, like smoke --chalk and powdered gravel carried along by the river as dust is blown on thewind. Suddenly, from under the bridge, with a languid movement of its flat tail,swam a gravel-colored fish as long as a rabbit. The watchers, immediately above,could see the dark, vivid spots along its sides. Warily54 it hung in the current belowthem, undulating from side to side. It reminded Hazel of the cat in the yard. Asthey stared, it swam upward with a lithe55 flicker and stopped just below thesurface. A moment later its blunt nose thrust clear of the stream and they saw theopen mouth, pure white inside. Rhythmically56, without haste, it sucked down afloating sedge fly and sank back under water. A ripple52 spread outward insubsiding circles, breaking both the reflections and the transparency. Graduallythe stream grew smooth and once more they saw the fish below them, waving itstail as it held its place in the current.
"A water hawk57!" said Fiver. "So they hunt and eat down there, too! Don't fallin, Hlao-roo. Remember El-ahrairah and the pike.""Would it eat me?" asked Pipkin, staring.
"There may be creatures in there that could," said Hazel. "How do we know?
Come on, let's get across. What would you do if a hrududu came?""Run," said Fiver simply, "like this." And he scurried58 off the further end of thebridge into the grass beyond.
On this far side of the river, undergrowth and a grove59 of great horse chestnutsextended almost down to the bridge. The ground was marshy60, but at least therewas plenty of cover. Fiver and Pipkin began at once on some scrapes, while Hazelsat chewing pellets and resting his injured leg. Soon they were joined by Silverand Dandelion, but the other rabbits, more hesitant even than Hazel, remainedcrouching in the long grass on the right bank. At last, just before darkness fell,Fiver re-crossed the bridge and coaxed62 them to follow him back. Bigwig, toeveryone's surprise, showed considerable reluctance63, and only crossed in the endafter Kehaar, returning from another flight over Efrafa, had asked whether hewould like him to go and fetch a fox.
The night that followed seemed to all of them disorganized and precarious64.
Hazel, still conscious of being in man country, was half expecting either a dog or acat. But although they heard owls65 more than once, no elil attacked them and bythe morning they were in better spirits.
As soon as they had fed, Hazel set them to exploring the surroundings. Itbecame even more plain that the ground near the river was too wet for rabbits.
Indeed, in places it was almost bog66. Marsh61 sedge grew there, pink, sweet-scentedvalerian and the drooping67 water avens. Silver reported that it was drier up in thewoodland away from the bank, and at first Hazel had the idea of picking a freshspot and digging again. But presently the day grew so hot and humid that allactivity was quenched68. The faint breeze vanished. The sun drew up a torpidmoisture from the watery thickets69. The smell of water mint filled all thehydrophanic air. The rabbits crept into the shade, under any cover that offered.
Long before ni-Frith, all were drowsing in the undergrowth.
It was not until the dappled afternoon began to grow cool that Hazel wokesuddenly, to find Kehaar beside him. The gull70 was strutting71 from side to side withshort, quick steps and pecking impatiently in the long grass. Hazel sat up quickly.
"What is it, Kehaar? Not a patrol?""Na, na. Ees all fine for sleep like bloody72 owls. Maybe I go for Peeg Vater.
Meester 'Azel, you getting mudders now soon? Vat for vait now?""No, you're right, Kehaar, we must start now. The trouble is, I can see how tostart but not how to finish."Hazel made his way through the grass, roused the first rabbit he found -- whohappened to be Bluebell73 -- and sent him to fetch Bigwig, Blackberry and Fiver.
When they came, he took them to join Kehaar on the short grass of the riverbank.
"This is the problem, Blackberry," he said. "You remember that when we wereunder the down that evening I said we should have to do three things: get thedoes out of Efrafa, break up the pursuit and then get right away so that theywouldn't find us. This plan you've thought up is clever. It'll do the first two things,all right, I'm sure of that. But what about the last one? The Efrafan rabbits arefast and savage74. They'll find us if we're to be found and I don't believe we can runaway75 faster than they can follow -- especially with a lot of does who've never beenout of Efrafa. We couldn't possibly stand and fight them to a finish -- we're toofew. And on top of that, my leg seems to be bad again. So what's to be done?""I don't know," answered Blackberry. "But, obviously, we shall need todisappear. Could we swim the river? No scent then, you know.""It's too swift," said Hazel. "We'd be carried away. But even if we did swim it,we couldn't count on not being followed. From what I've heard of these Efrafans,they'd certainly swim the river if they thought we had. What it comes to is that,with Kehaar to help us, we can break up a pursuit while we're getting the doesout, but they'll know which way we've gone and they won't leave it at that. No,you're right, we've got to vanish without a trace, so that they can't even track us.
But how?""I don't know," said Blackberry again. "Shall we go up the river a little way andhave a look at it? Perhaps there's somewhere we could use for a hiding place. Canyou manage that, with your leg?""If we don't go too far," replied Hazel.
"Can I come, Hazel-rah?" asked Bluebell, who had been waiting about, a littleway off.
"Yes, all right," said Hazel good-naturedly, as he began to limp along the bankupstream.
They soon realized that the woodland on this left bank was lonely, thick andovergrown -- denser76 than the nut copses and bluebell woods of Sandleford.
Several times they heard the drumming of a great woodpecker, the shyest ofbirds. As Blackberry was suggesting that perhaps they might look for a hidingplace somewhere in this jungle, they became aware of another sound -- the fallingwater which they had heard on their approach the day before. Soon they reacheda place where the river curved round in a bend from the east, and here they cameupon the broad, shallow fall. It was no more than a foot high -- one of thoseartificial falls, common on the chalk streams, made to attract trout49. Several werealready rising to the evening hatch of fly. Just above the fall a plank77 footbridgecrossed the river. Kehaar flew up, circled the pool and perched on the hand rail.
"This is more sheltered and lonely than the bridge we crossed last night," saidBlackberry. "Perhaps we could make some use of it. You didn't know about thisbridge, Kehaar, did you?""Na, not know, not see heem. But ees goot pridge -- no von come.""I'd like to go across, Hazel-rah," said Blackberry.
"Well, Fiver's the rabbit for that," replied Hazel. "He simply loves crossingbridges. You carry on. I'll come behind, with Bigwig and Bluebell here."The five rabbits hopped slowly along the planks78, their great, sensitive ears fullof the sound of the falling water. Hazel, who was not sure of his footing, had tostop several times. When at length he reached the further side, he found thatFiver and Blackberry had already gone a little way downstream below the fall andwere looking at some large object sticking out from the bank. At first he thoughtthat it must be a fallen tree trunk, but as he came closer he saw that, although itwas certainly wooden, it was not round, but flat, or nearly flat, with raised edges-- some man thing. He remembered how once, long ago, sniffing33 over a farmrubbish heap with Fiver, he had come upon a similar object -- large, smooth andflat. (That had, in fact, been an old, discarded door.) It had been of no use to themand they had left it alone. His inclination79 was to leave this alone, too.
One end of the thing was pressed into the bank, but along its length itdiverged, sticking out slightly into the stream. There were ripples80 round it, forunder the banks the current was as swift as in midstream, on account of weed-cutting and sound camp-sheeting. As Hazel came nearer, he saw that Blackberryhad actually scrambled81 on the thing. His claws made a faint hollow sound on thewood, so there must be water underneath82. Whatever it might be, the thing did notextend downward to the bottom: it was lying on the water.
"What are you after, Blackberry?" he said rather sharply.
"Food," replied Blackberry. "Flayrah. Can't you smell it?"Kehaar had alighted on the middle of the thing, and was snapping away atsomething white. Blackberry scuttered along the wood toward him and began tonibble at some kind of greenstuff. After a little while Hazel also ventured out onthe wood and sat in the sunshine, watching the flies on the warm, varnishedsurface and sniffing the strange river smells that came up from the water.
"What is this man thing, Kehaar?" he asked. "Is it dangerous?""Na, no dangerous. You not know? Ees poat. At Peeg Vater is many, manypoat. Men make dem, go on vater. Ees no harm."Kehaar went on pecking at the broken pieces of stale bread. Blackberry, whohad finished the fragments of lettuce83 he had found, was sitting up and lookingover the very low side, watching a stone-colored, black-spotted trout swim upinto the fall. The "boat" was a miniature punt, used for reed-cutting -- little morethan a raft, with a single thwart84 amidships. Even when it was unmanned, as now,there were only a few inches of freeboard.
"You know," said Fiver from the bank, "seeing you sitting there reminds me ofthat other wooden thing you found when the dog was in the wood and you gotPipkin and me over the river. Do you remember?""I remember shoving you along," said Bigwig. "It was jolly cold.""What puzzles me," said Blackberry, "is why this boat thing doesn't go along.
Everything in this river goes along, and fast, too -- see there." He looked out at apiece of stick floating down on the even two-mile-an-hour current. "So what'sstopping this thing from going?"Kehaar had a short-way-with-landlubbers manner which he sometimes used tothose of the rabbits that he did not particularly like. Blackberry was not one of hisfavorites: he preferred straightforward85 characters such as Bigwig, Buckthorn andSilver.
"Ees rope. You like bite heem, den13 you go damn queek, all de vay.""Yes, I see," said Fiver. "The rope goes round that metal thing where Hazel'ssitting: and the other end's fixed86 on the bank here. It's like the stalk of a big leaf.
You could gnaw87 it through and the leaf -- the boat -- would drop off the bank.""Well, anyway, let's go back now," said Hazel, rather dejectedly. "I'm afraid wedon't seem to be any nearer to finding what we're looking for, Kehaar. Can youpossibly wait until tomorrow? I had the idea that we might all move tosomewhere a bit drier before tonight -- higher up in the wood, away from theriver.""Oh, what a pity!" said Bluebell. "Do you know, I'd quite decided to become awater rabbit.""A what?" asked Bigwig.
"A water rabbit," repeated Bluebell. "Well, there are water rats and waterbeetles and Pipkin says that last night he saw a water hawk. So why not a waterrabbit? I shall float merrily along--""Great golden Frith on a hill!" cried Blackberry suddenly. "Great jumpingRabscuttle! That's it! That's it! Bluebell, you shall be a water rabbit!" He beganleaping and skipping about on the bank and cuffing88 Fiver with his front paws.
"Don't you see, Fiver? Don't you see? We bite the rope and off we go: and GeneralWoundwort doesn't know!"Fiver paused. "Yes, I do see," he replied at length. "You mean on the boat. Imust say, Blackberry, you're a clever fellow. I remember now that after we'dcrossed that other river you said that that floating trick might come in handyagain sometime.""Here, wait a moment," said Hazel. "We're just simple rabbits, Bigwig and I.
Do you mind explaining?"Then and there, while the black gnats89 settled on their ears, by the plank bridgeand the pouring waterfall, Blackberry and Fiver explained.
"Could you just go and try the rope, Hazel-rah?" added Blackberry, when hehad finished. "It may be too thick."They went back to the punt.
"No, it's not," said Hazel, "and it's stretched tight, of course, which makes itmuch easier to gnaw. I can gnaw that, all right.""Ya, ees goot," said Kehaar. "You go fine. But you do heem queek, ya? Maybesomet'ing change. Man come, take poat -- you know?""There's nothing more to wait for," said Hazel. "Go on, Bigwig, straightaway,and may El-ahrairah go with you. And remember, you're the leader now. Sendword by Kehaar what you want us to do; we shall all be here, ready to back youup."Afterward, they all remembered how Bigwig had taken his orders. No onecould say that he did not practice what he preached. He hesitated a few momentsand then looked squarely at Hazel.
"It's sudden," he said. "I wasn't expecting it tonight. But that's all to the good --I hated waiting. See you later."He touched his nose to Hazel's, turned and hopped away into the undergrowth.
A few minutes later, guided by Kehaar, he was running up the open pasture northof the river, straight for the brick arch in the overgrown railway embankment andthe fields that lay beyond.
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| adj.固定的，不变的，准备好的；(计算机)固定的 | |
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