But you know Nibble. He can’t stay frightened, because he’s so terribly curious. Before ever he hunted himself a safe place to sleep he had to sneak2 into the Brushpile and listen to the Bad Little Owls4. They were just creeping out from beneath it, where they had hidden away from Chaik Jay and his family.
“Are you all right?” asked Mr. Owl3. “I feel better since I slept, but those jays gave us a terrible mauling.”
“My poor wings!” mourned his wife. “I am ashamed to be seen in them.”
“What’s a lot worse, we’ll have hardly a thing to fly with, until our fall feathers come in,” he complained. “My wings aren’t very bad, but I’ll never be able to steer5 until my tail grows.”
“I’m going to watch Chaik’s nest,” scolded the Lady Owl, “and let Mrs. Hooter drag his wife out by the claws as soon as ever she gets back here. Her owlets are out already, so it won’t be long. And I’ll smash every one of Chaik’s eggs with my very own beak—see if I don’t!” Mrs. Owl was still nearly crying over her ruffled6 feathers.
“No, you won’t!” snapped her husband. The husband, you know, is always the timid one of an owl family. “We’d have Tommy Peele shooting us next! What do you think made Chaik take after us, eh? He was helping7 Tommy. That boy wouldn’t have a chance of finding that clever fox if half the Woodsfolk weren’t helping him. It’s a bad thing to have any man so friendly with them.” Of course it was, for a bad bird like the owl or a bad beast like Silvertip.
“It certainly is,” she agreed. “Tommy would be hunting them all just as hard as we do if it weren’t for that rabbit. It’s all his fault. We’ve got to get rid of him. Let’s tell Silvertip about the flat stone where he thumps9 for Doctor Muskrat10.”
“Let’s find his hole,” said her husband. “Every mouse in the Woods and Fields knows about it; they went there this spring for woodchuck fur to make a charm against us owls. I’ll show them if it can keep me from catching11 one. Then we’ll offer to let him go if he tells us.”
“Thank you so much for all this information,” said Nibble to himself. “If Silvertip stays in the woods tonight I can sleep very comfortably in the haystack.”
Nibble slept in the haystack that night, but he didn’t sleep any too well, because the news of Foul13 Fang’s death had travelled ’way up to the barn and the mice were celebrating. Besides, he had to sleep with one ear up, listening for Watch.
He heard the old dog padding past early in the morning, before even the birds were awake, and thumped14 to call him. In another minute Watch and Trailer the hound, who was with him, were sniffing15 at the door of Ouphe the Rat’s old tunnel under the hay. “What’s on your mind?” the big dog whined16 softly. “Trailer won’t chase you.”
“I know he won’t,” Nibble chuckled17. “I’m not going to run for him. I’m going to stay snuggled up in here until I hear him busy after Silvertip.”
“There,” said Watch proudly, “Trailer, I told you Nibble would find him.”
“But I don’t see how we lost him,” Trailer insisted. “He simply disappeared in the middle of a hot trail. I never lifted my nose from it.”
“The whippoorwill said he took to water and then climbed up into the woodduck’s nest in the top of that fallen tree,” said Nibble. “But why didn’t the gun catch him? That’s what I want to know.”
“The gun’s a stupid thing,” Trailer explained. “It bangs twice and then it has to be fed again before it will do anything more.” (He knew it was no use to tell Nibble about putting fresh shells into a double-barrelled shotgun, because even Watch, who was a very wise dog, didn’t understand.) “My man Sandy was so excited over shooting the snake that he forgot to feed it. He didn’t hear me bark until Silvertip and I were out of sight in the brush. And Silvertip was gone before he found me again. That gun has to use his eyes to see with and his legs to run with, and no man’s fast enough to chase a fox. That’s why Watch and I think we can get him just as easily if we go out alone.”
“Yes, and I don’t like taking Tommy Peele to meet strange snakes in strange woods,” said Watch. “It worries me so I can’t keep my mind on what I’m doing.”
“Of course,” Nibble agreed. “Well, last night I overheard the little screech18 owls in the Brushpile—my paddy-paws are good for more than to scrub my ears with, I can tell you. They’re so quiet even the owls didn’t hear them, and they said they were going to tell Silvertip to watch the flat stone where I thump8 for Doctor Muskrat, or my hole. He’ll be one place or the other. And please tell Doctor Muskrat I’ll go around to the far side of the pool to meet him.”
“All right,” promised Watch. And off went the dogs with their tails wagging. “I tell you what,” growled19 Trailer, “that rabbit is a great help to hunt with.”
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1 nibble | |
n.轻咬,啃;v.一点点地咬,慢慢啃,吹毛求疵 | |
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vt.潜行(隐藏,填石缝);偷偷摸摸做;n.潜行;adj.暗中进行 | |
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3 owl | |
n.猫头鹰,枭 | |
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4 owls | |
n.猫头鹰( owl的名词复数 ) | |
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vt.驾驶,为…操舵;引导;vi.驾驶 | |
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adj. 有褶饰边的, 起皱的 动词ruffle的过去式和过去分词 | |
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7 helping | |
n.食物的一份&adj.帮助人的,辅助的 | |
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v.重击,砰然地响;n.重击,重击声 | |
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n.猪肺病;砰的重击声( thump的名词复数 )v.重击, (指心脏)急速跳动( thump的第三人称单数 ) | |
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10 muskrat | |
n.麝香鼠 | |
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11 catching | |
adj.易传染的,有魅力的,迷人的,接住 | |
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13 foul | |
adj.污秽的;邪恶的;v.弄脏;妨害;犯规;n.犯规 | |
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v.重击, (指心脏)急速跳动( thump的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
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n.探查法v.以鼻吸气,嗅,闻( sniff的现在分词 );抽鼻子(尤指哭泣、患感冒等时出声地用鼻子吸气);抱怨,不以为然地说 | |
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v.哀号( whine的过去式和过去分词 );哀诉,诉怨 | |
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18 screech | |
n./v.尖叫;(发出)刺耳的声音 | |
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v.(动物)发狺狺声, (雷)作隆隆声( growl的过去式和过去分词 );低声咆哮着说 | |
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