Chapter 1 The River Bank
The Mole had been working very hard all the morning, spring-cleaning his little home.  First with brooms, then with dusters; then on ladders and steps and chairs, with a brush and a pail of whitewash; till he had dust in his throat and eyes, and splashes of whitewash all over his black fur, and an aching back and weary arms.  Spring was moving in the air above and in the earth below and around him, penetrating even his dark and lowly little house with its spirit of divine discontent and longing.  It was small wonder, then, that he suddenly flung down his brush on the floor, said ‘Bother!’ and ‘O blow!’ and also ‘Hang spring-cleaning!’ and bolted out of the house without even waiting to put on his coat.  Something up above was calling him imperiously, and he made for the steep little tunnel which answered in his case to the gravelled carriage-drive owned by animals whose residences are nearer to the sun and air.  So he scraped and scratched and scrabbled and scrooged and then he scrooged again and scrabbled and scratched and scraped, working busily with his little paws and muttering to himself, ‘Up we go!  Up we go!’ till at last, pop! his snout came out into the sunlight, and he found himself rolling in the warm grass of a great meadow.
整个上午，鼹鼠都在勤奋地干活，为他小小的家屋作春季大扫除，先用扫帚扫，再用掸子掸，然后登上梯子、椅子什么的，拿着刷子，提着灰浆桶，刷墙，直干到灰尘呛了嗓子，迷了眼，全身乌黑的毛皮溅满了白灰浆，腰也酸了，臂也痛了。春天的气息，在他头上的天空里吹拂，在他脚下的泥土里游动，在他四周围飘荡。春天那奇妙的追求、渴望的精神，甚至钻进了他那阴暗低矮的小屋。怪不得他猛地把刷子往地下一扔，嚷道：“烦死人了！”“去它的！” “什么春季大扫除，见它的鬼去吧！”连大衣也没顾上穿，就冲出家门了。上面有种力量在急切地召唤他，于是他向着陡峭的地道奔去。这地道，直通地面上的碎石子大车道，而这车道是属于那些住在通风向阳的居室里的动物的。鼹鼠又掏又挠又爬又挤，又挤又爬又挠又掏，小爪子忙个不停，嘴里还不住地念念叨叨，“咱们上去啰！咱们上去啰！”末末了，噗的一声，他的鼻尖钻出了地面，伸到了阳光里，跟着，身子就在一块大草坪暖暖的软草里打起滚来。
‘This is fine!’ he said to himself.  ‘This is better than whitewashing!’  The sunshine struck hot on his fur, soft breezes caressed his heated brow, and after the seclusion of the cellarage he had lived in so long the carol of happy birds fell on his dulled hearing almost like a shout.  Jumping off all his four legs at once, in the joy of living and the delight of spring without its cleaning, he pursued his way across the meadow till he reached the hedge on the further side.
“太棒了！”他自言自语说，“可比刷墙有意思！”太阳晒在他的毛皮上，暖烘烘的，微风轻抚着他发热的额头，在洞穴里蛰居了那么久，听觉都变得迟钝了，连小鸟儿欢快的鸣唱，听起来都跟大声喊叫一样。生活的欢乐，春天的愉悦，又加上免了大扫除的麻烦，他乐得纵身一跳，腾起四脚向前飞跑，横穿草坪，一直跑到草坪尽头的篱笆前。
‘Hold up!’ said an elderly rabbit at the gap.  ‘Sixpence for the privilege of passing by the private road!’ 
“站住！”篱笆豁口处，一只老兔子喝道。“通过私人道路，得交六便士！”
He was bowled over in an instant by the impatient and contemptuous Mole, who trotted along the side of the hedge chaffing the other rabbits as they peeped hurriedly from their holes to see what the row was about. ‘Onion-sauce!  Onion-sauce!’ he remarked jeeringly, and was gone before they could think of a thoroughly satisfactory reply.  Then they all started grumbling at each other.  ‘How STUPID you are!  Why didn’t you tell him----‘ ‘Well, why didn’t YOU say----‘  ‘You might have reminded him ----‘ and so on, in the usual way; but, of course, it was then much too late, as is always the case.
鼹鼠很不耐烦，态度傲慢，根本没把老兔子放在眼里，一时倒把老兔子弄得不知如何是好。鼹鼠顺着篱笆一溜小跑，一边还逗弄着别的兔子，他们一个个从洞口探头窥看，想知道外面到底吵些什么。“蠢货！蠢货！”他嘲笑说，不等他们想出一句解气的话来回敬他，就一溜烟跑得没影儿了。这一来，兔子们七嘴八舌互相埋怨起来。“瞧你多蠢，干吗不对他说……”“哼，那你干吗不说……”“你该警告他……”诸如此类，照例总是这一套。当然啰，照例总是——太晚啦。
It all seemed too good to be true.  Hither and thither through the meadows he rambled busily, along the hedgerows, across the copses, finding everywhere birds building, flowers budding, leaves thrusting— everything happy, and progressive, and occupied.  And instead of having an uneasy conscience pricking him and whispering ‘whitewash!’ he somehow could only feel how jolly it was to be the only idle dog among all these busy citizens.  After all, the best part of a holiday is perhaps not so much to be resting yourself, as to see all the other fellows busy working.
一切都那么美好，好得简直不像是真的。他跑过一片又一片的草坪，沿着矮树篱，穿过灌木丛，匆匆地游逛。处处都看到鸟儿做窝筑巢，花儿含苞待放，叶儿挤挤嚷嚷——万物都显得快乐，忙碌，奋进。他听不到良心在耳边嘀咕：“刷墙！”只觉得，在一大群忙忙碌碌的公民当中，做一只唯一的懒狗，是多么惬意。看来，过休假日最舒心的方面，还不是自己得到休憩，而是看到别人都在忙着干活。
He thought his happiness was complete when, as he meandered aimlessly along, suddenly he stood by the edge of a full-fed river.  Never in his life had he seen a river before—this sleek, sinuous, full-bodied animal, chasing and chuckling, gripping things with a gurgle and leaving them with a laugh, to fling itself on fresh playmates that shook themselves free, and were caught and held again.  All was a-shake and a-shiver—glints and gleams and sparkles, rustle and swirl, chatter and bubble.  The Mole was bewitched, entranced, fascinated. By the side of the river he trotted as one trots, when very small, by the side of a man who holds one spell-bound by exciting stories; and when tired at last, he sat on the bank, while the river still chattered on to him, a babbling procession of the best stories in the world, sent from the heart of the earth to be told at last to the insatiable sea.
他漫无目的地闲逛着，忽然来到一条水流丰盈的大河边，他觉得真是快乐绝顶了。他这辈子还从来没有见过一条河哩。这只光光滑滑、蜿蜿蜒蜒、身躯庞大的动物，不停地追逐，轻轻地欢笑。它每抓住什么，就格格低笑，把它们扔掉时，又哈哈大笑，转过来又扑向新的玩伴。它们挣扎着甩开了它，可到底还是被它逮住，抓牢了。它浑身颤动，晶光闪闪，沸沸扬扬，吐着旋涡，冒着泡沫，喋喋不休地唠叨个没完。这景象，简直把鼹鼠看呆了，他心驰神迷，像着了魔似的。他沿着河边，迈着小碎步跑，像个小娃娃紧跟在大人身边，听他讲惊险故事，听得入了迷似的。他终于跑累了，在岸边坐了下来。可那河还是一个劲儿向他娓娓而谈，它讲的是世间最好听的故事。这些故事发自地心深处，一路讲下去，最终要向那听个没够的大海倾诉。
As he sat on the grass and looked across the river, a dark hole in the bank opposite, just above the water’s edge, caught his eye, and dreamily he fell to considering what a nice snug dwelling-place it would make for an animal with few wants and fond of a bijou riverside residence, above flood level and remote from noise and dust.  As he gazed, something bright and small seemed to twinkle down in the heart of it, vanished, then twinkled once more like a tiny star.  But it could hardly be a star in such an unlikely situation; and it was too glittering and small for a glow-worm.  Then, as he looked, it winked at him, and so declared itself to be an eye; and a small face began gradually to grow up round it, like a frame round a picture.
他坐在草地上，朝着河那边张望时，忽见对岸有个黑黑的洞口，恰好在水面上边。他梦悠悠地想，要是一只动物要求不过高，只想有一处小巧玲珑的河边住宅，涨潮时淹不着，又远离尘嚣，这个住所倒是满舒适的。他正呆呆地凝望，忽觉得，那洞穴的中央有个亮晶晶的小东西一闪，忽隐忽现，像一颗小星星。不过，出现在那样一个地方，不会是星星。要说是萤火虫嘛，又显得太亮，也太小。望着望着，那个亮东西竟冲他眨巴了一下，可见那是一只眼睛。接着，围着那只眼睛，渐渐显出一张小脸，恰像一幅画，嵌在画框里。
A brown little face, with whiskers.
A grave round face, with the same twinkle in its eye that had first attracted his notice.
Small neat ears and thick silky hair.
It was the Water Rat!
Then the two animals stood and regarded each other cautiously.
一张棕色的小脸，腮边有两撇胡鬚。
一张神情严肃的圆脸，眼睛里闪着光，就是一开始引起他注意的那种光。
一对精巧的小耳朵，一头丝一般浓密的毛发。
那是河鼠！
随后，两只动物面对面站着，谨慎地互相打量。
‘Hullo, Mole!’ said the Water Rat.
“嗨，鼹鼠！”河鼠招呼道。
‘Hullo, Rat!’ said the Mole.
“嗨，河鼠！”鼹鼠答道。
‘Would you like to come over?’ enquired the Rat presently.
“你愿意过这边来吗？”河鼠问。
‘Oh, its all very well to TALK,’ said the Mole, rather pettishly, he being new to a river and riverside life and its ways.
“嗳，说说倒容易，”鼹鼠没好气地说，因为他是初次见识一条河，还不熟悉水上的生活习惯。
The Rat said nothing, but stooped and unfastened a rope and hauled on it; then lightly stepped into a little boat which the Mole had not observed.  It was painted blue outside and white within, and was just the size for two animals; and the Mole’s whole heart went out to it at once, even though he did not yet fully understand its uses.
河鼠二话没说，弯腰解开一条绳子，拽拢来，然后轻轻地跨进鼹鼠原先没有注意到的一只小船。那小船外面漆成蓝色，里面漆成白色，鼹鼠的心，一下子飞到了小船上，虽然他还不大明白它的用场。
The Rat sculled smartly across and made fast.  Then he held up his forepaw as the Mole stepped gingerly down.  ‘Lean on that!’ he said.  ‘Now then, step lively!’ and the Mole to his surprise and rapture found himself actually seated in the stern of a real boat.
河鼠干练地把船划到对岸，停稳了。他伸出一只前爪，搀着鼹鼠小心翼翼地走下来。“扶好了！”河鼠说，“现在，轻轻地跨进来！”于是鼹鼠又惊又喜地发现，自己真的坐进了一只真正的小船的尾端。
‘This has been a wonderful day!’ said he, as the Rat shoved off and took to the sculls again.  ‘Do you know, I’ve never been in a boat before in all my life.’
“今天太美了！”鼹鼠说。这时，河鼠把船撑离岸边，拿起双桨。“你知道吗，我这辈子还从没坐过船哩！”
‘What?’ cried the Rat, open-mouthed:  ‘Never been in a—you never— well I—what have you been doing, then?’
“什么？”河鼠张大嘴巴惊异地喊道，“从没坐过——你是说你从没——哎呀呀——那你都干什么来着？”
‘Is it so nice as all that?’ asked the Mole shyly, though he was quite prepared to believe it as he leant back in his seat and surveyed the cushions, the oars, the rowlocks, and all the fascinating fittings, and felt the boat sway lightly under him.
“坐船真那么美吗？”鼹鼠有点不好意思地问。其实，在他斜倚着座位，仔细打量着座垫、桨片、桨架，以及所有那些令人心驰神往的设备，感到小船在身下轻轻摇曳时，他早就相信这一点了。
‘Nice?  It’s the ONLY thing,’ said the Water Rat solemnly, as he leant forward for his stroke.  ‘Believe me, my young friend, there  is NOTHING—absolute nothing—half so much worth doing as simply messing
about in boats.  Simply messing,’ he went on dreamily: ‘messing—about—in—boats; messing----
“美？这是世上独一无二的美事，”河鼠俯身划起桨来。“请相信我，年轻朋友，世界上再也没有——绝对没有——比乘船游逛更有意思的事啦。什么也不干，只是游逛，”他梦呓般地喃喃说，“坐在船上，到处游逛，游逛……”
‘‘Look ahead, Rat!’ cried the Mole suddenly.
“当心前面，河鼠！”鼹鼠忽地惊叫一声。
It was too late.  The boat struck the bank full tilt.  The dreamer, the joyous oarsman, lay on his back at the bottom of the boat, his heels in the air.
太迟了。小船一头撞到了岸边。那个梦悠悠、美滋滋的舟子四脚朝天，跌倒在船底。
‘—about in boats—or WITH boats,’ the Rat went on composedly, picking himself up with a pleasant laugh. ‘In or out of ‘em, it doesn’t matter.  Nothing seems really to matter, that’s the charm of it.  Whether you get away, or whether you don’t; whether you arrive at your destination or whether you reach somewhere else, or whether you never get anywhere at all, you’re always busy, and you never do anything in particular; and when you’ve done it there’s always something else to do, and you can do it if you like, but you’d much better not.  Look here!  If you’ve really nothing else on hand this morning, supposing we drop down the river together, and have a long day of it?’
“坐在船上——或者跟着船——到处游逛，”河鼠开怀大笑，一骨碌爬起来，若无其事地说下去。“呆在船里，或者呆在船外，这都无所谓。好像什么都无所谓，这就是它叫人着迷的地方。不管你上哪儿，或者不上哪儿；不管你到达目的地，还是到达另一个地方，还是不到什么地方，你总在忙着，可又没专门干什么特别的事；这件事干完，又有别的事在等着你，你乐意的话，可以去干，也可以不干。好啦，要是今天上午你确实没别的事要做，那咱们是不是一块儿划到下游去，逛它一整天？”
The Mole waggled his toes from sheer happiness, spread his chest with a sigh of full contentment, and leaned back blissfully into the soft cushions.  ‘WHAT a day I’m having!’ he said.  ‘Let us start at once!’
鼹鼠乐得直晃脚丫子，腆着胸脯，舒心地长吁一口气，惬意地躺倒在软绵绵的座垫上。“今天我可要痛痛快快玩它一天！”他说，“咱们这就动身吧！”
‘Hold hard a minute, then!’ said the Rat.  He looped the painter through a ring in his landing-stage, climbed up into his hole above, and after a short interval reappeared staggering under a fat, wicker luncheon-basket.
“那好，等一等，只消一会儿！”河鼠说。他把缆绳穿过码头上的一个环，系住，然后爬进码头上面自家的洞里，不多时，摇摇晃晃地捧着一只胖大的藤条午餐篮子出来了。
‘Shove that under your feet,’ he observed to the Mole, as he passed it down into the boat.  Then he untied the painter and took the sculls again.
“把它推到你脚下，”河鼠把篮子递上船，对鼹鼠说。然后他解开缆绳，拿起双桨。
‘What’s inside it?’ asked the Mole, wriggling with curiosity.
“这里面都装着些什么？”鼹鼠好奇地扭动着身子。
‘There’s cold chicken inside it,’ replied the Rat briefly;‘cold tongue cold ham cold beef pickled gherkins salad french rolls cress sandwiches potted meat ginger beer lemonad esoda water----‘
“有冷鸡肉，”河鼠一口气回答说，“冷舌头冷火腿冷牛肉腌小黄瓜沙拉法国面包卷三明治罐焖肉姜汁啤酒柠檬汁苏打水……”
‘O stop, stop,’ cried the Mole in ecstacies:  ‘This is too much!’
“行啦，行啦，”鼹鼠眉飞色舞地喊道，“太多了！”
‘Do you really think so?’ enquired the Rat seriously.  ‘It’s only what I always take on these little excursions; and the other animals are always telling me that I’m a mean beast and cut it VERY fine!’
“你真的认为太多了？”河鼠一本正经地问，“这只是我平日出游常带的东西；别的动物还老说我是个小气鬼，带的东西刚刚够吃哩！”
The Mole never heard a word he was saying.  Absorbed in the new life he was entering upon, intoxicated with the sparkle, the ripple, the scents and the sounds and the sunlight, he trailed a paw in the water and dreamed long waking dreams.  The Water Rat, like the good little fellow he was, sculled steadily on and forebore to disturb him.
可河鼠的话，鼹鼠半点也没听进去。他正深深地沉湎在这种新颖生活里，陶醉在波光、涟漪、芳香、水声、阳光之中。他把一只脚爪伸进水里，做着长长的白日梦。心地善良的河鼠，只管稳稳当当地划着桨，不去惊扰他。
‘I like your clothes awfully, old chap,’ he remarked after some half an hour or so had passed.  ‘I’m going to get a black velvet smoking-suit myself some day, as soon as I can afford it.’
“我特喜欢你这身衣裳，老伙计，”约莫过了半个钟头，河鼠才开口说话，“有一天，等我手头方便时，我也要给自己搞一件黑丝绒吸烟服穿穿。”
‘I beg your pardon,’ said the Mole, pulling himself together with an effort.  ‘You must think me very rude; but all this is so new to me.  So—this—is—a—River!’
“你说什么？”鼹鼠好不容易才清醒过来。“你大概觉得我这人很不懂礼貌吧，可这一切对我是太新鲜了。原来，这——就是一条——河。”
‘THE River,’ corrected the Rat.
“是这条河，”河鼠纠正说。
‘And you really live by the river?  What a jolly life!’
“那么，你真的是生活在这条河边啰？多美呀！”
‘By it and with it and on it and in it,’ said the Rat.  ‘It’s brother and sister to me, and aunts, and company, and food and drink, and (naturally) washing.  It’s my world, and I don’t want any other.  What it hasn’t got is not worth having, and what it doesn’t know is not worth knowing.  Lord! the times we’ve had together!  Whether in winter or summer, spring or autumn, it’s always got its fun and its excitements.  When the floods are on in February, and my cellars and basement are brimming with drink that’s no good to me, and the brown water runs by my best bedroom window; or again when it all drops away and, shows patches of mud that smells like plum-cake, and the rushes and weed clog the channels, and I can potter about dry shod over most of the bed of it and find fresh food to eat, and things careless people have dropped out of boats!’
“我生活在河边，同河在一起，在河上，也在河里，”河鼠说，“在我看来，这条河，就是我的兄弟姐妹，我的姑姑姨姨，我的伙伴，它供我吃喝，也供我洗涮。它就是我的整个世界；另外的世界，我都不需要。凡是河里没有的，都不值得要，凡是河所不了解的，都不值得了解。主啊！我们在一块度过了多少美妙的时光啊！不管春夏秋冬，它总有趣味，总叫人兴奋。二月里涨潮的时候，我的地窖里灌满了不卫生的汤，黄褐色的河水从我最讲究的卧室的窗前淌过。等落潮以后，一块块泥地露了出来，散发着葡萄干蛋糕的气味，河道里淤满了灯芯草等水草。这时，我又可以在大部分河床上随便溜达，不会弄湿鞋子，可以找到新鲜食物吃，还有那些粗心大意的人从船上扔下来的东西。”
‘But isn’t it a bit dull at times?’ the Mole ventured to ask. ‘Just you and the river, and no one else to pass a word with?’
“不过，是不是有时也会感到有点无聊？”鼹鼠壮着胆子问。“光是你跟河一道，没有别的人跟你拉拉家常？”
‘No one else to—well, I mustn’t be hard on you,’ said the Rat with forbearance.  ‘You’re new to it, and of course you don’t know.  The bank is so crowded nowadays that many people are moving away altogether:  O no, it isn’t what it used to be, at all.  Otters, kingfishers, dabchicks, moorhens, all of them about all day long and always wanting you to DO something—as if a fellow had no business of his own to attend to!’
“没有别的人？——咳，这也难怪，”河鼠宽宏大量地说，“你新来乍到嘛，自然不明白。现如今，河上的居民已经拥挤不堪，许多人只好迁走了。河上的光景，今非昔比啦。水獭呀，鱼狗呀，鸊鷉呀，松鸡呀，等等，成天围着你转，求你干这干那，就像咱自个儿没有自己的事要料理似的。”
‘What lies over THERE’ asked the Mole, waving a paw towards a background of woodland that darkly framed the water-meadows on one side of the river.
“那边是什么？”鼹鼠扬了扬爪子，指着河那边草地后面黑幽幽的森林。
‘That?  O, that’s just the Wild Wood,’ said the Rat shortly.  ‘We don’t go there very much, we river-bankers.’
“那个吗？哦，那就是野林。”河鼠简略地回答，“我们河上居民很少去那边。”
‘Aren’t they—aren’t they very NICE people in there?’ said the Mole, a trifle nervously.
“他们——那边的居民，他们不好吗？”鼹鼠稍有点不安地问。
‘W-e-ll,’ replied the Rat, ‘let me see.  The squirrels are all right.  AND the rabbits—some of ‘em, but rabbits are a mixed lot.  And then there’s Badger, of course.  He lives right in the heart of it; wouldn’t live anywhere else, either, if you paid him to do it.  Dear old Badger!  Nobody interferes with HIM. They’d better not,’ he added significantly.
“嗯，”河鼠回答，“让我想想。松鼠嘛，不坏。兔子嘛，有的还好，不过兔子有好有坏。当然，还有獾。他就住在野林正中央，别处他哪也不愿住，哪怕你花钱请他也不干。亲爱的老獾！没有人打搅他。最好别去打搅他。”河鼠意味深长地加上一句。
‘Why, who SHOULD interfere with him?’ asked the Mole.
“怎么，会有人打搅他吗？”鼹鼠问。
‘Well, of course—there—are others,’ explained the Rat in a hesitating sort of way.‘Weasels—and stoats—and foxes—and so on.  They’re all right in a way—I’m very good friends with them—pass the time of day when we meet, and all that—but they break out sometimes, there’s no denying it, and then—well, you can’t really trust them, and that’s the fact.’
“嗯，当然，有的——有另外一些动物，”河鼠吞吞吐吐地说，“黄鼠狼呀——白鼬呀——狐狸呀，等等。他们也并不全坏，我和他们处得还不错，遇上时，一块儿玩玩什么的。可他们有时会成群结队闹事，这一点不必否认。再说，你没法真正信赖他们，这也是事实。”
The Mole knew well that it is quite against animal-etiquette to dwell on possible trouble ahead, or even to allude to it; so he dropped the subject.
鼹鼠知道，老是谈论将来可能发生的麻烦事，哪怕只提一下，都不合乎动物界的礼仪规范，所以，他抛开了这个话题。
‘And beyond the Wild Wood again?’ he asked:  ‘Where it’s all blue and dim, and one sees what may be hills or perhaps they mayn’t, and something like the smoke of towns, or is it only cloud-drift?’
“那么，在野林以外远远的地方，又是什么？”他问，“就是那个蓝蓝的、模模糊糊的地方，也许是山，也许不是山，有点像城市里的炊烟，或者只是飘动的浮云？”
‘Beyond the Wild Wood comes the Wide World,’ said the Rat.  ‘And that’s something that doesn’t matter, either to you or me.  I’ve never been there, and I’m never going, nor you either, if you’ve got any sense at all.  Don’t ever refer to it again, please.  Now then!  Here’s our backwater at last, where we’re going to lunch.’
“在野林外边，就是大世界，”河鼠说。“那地方，跟你我都不相干。那儿我从没去过，也不打算去；你要是头脑清醒，也决不要去。以后请别再提它。好啦，咱们的静水湾到了，该在这儿吃午饭了。”
Leaving the main stream, they now passed into what seemed at first sight like a little land-locked lake.  Green turf sloped down to either edge, brown snaky tree-roots gleamed below the surface of the quiet water, while ahead of them the silvery shoulder and foamy tumble of a weir, arm-in-arm with a restless dripping mill-wheel, that held up in its turn a grey-gabled mill-house, filled the air with a soothing murmur of sound, dull and smothery, yet with little clear voices speaking up cheerfully out of it at intervals.  It was so very beautiful that the Mole could only hold up both forepaws and gasp, ‘O my!  O my!  O my!’
他们离开主河道，驶进一处乍看像陆地环抱的小湖的地方。树边，是绿茸茸的青草坡地。蛇一般曲曲弯弯的褐色树根，在幽静的水面下发光。前方，是一座高高隆起的银色拦河坝，坝下泡沫翻滚。相连的是一个不停地滴水的水车轮子，轮子上方，是一间有灰色山墙的磨坊。水车不停地转动，发出单调沉闷的隆隆声，可是磨坊里又不时传出阵阵清脆欢快的小嗓说话声。这情景实在太动人了，鼹鼠不由得举起两只前爪，激动得上气不接下气地喊道：“哎呀！哎呀！哎呀！”
The Rat brought the boat alongside the bank, made her fast, helped the still awkward Mole safely ashore, and swung out the luncheon-basket.  The Mole begged as a favour to be allowed to unpack it all by himself; and the Rat was very pleased to indulge him, and to sprawl at full length on the grass and rest, while his excited friend shook out the table-cloth and spread it, took out all the mysterious packets one by one and arranged their contents in due order, still gasping, ‘O my!  O my!’ at each fresh revelation.  When all was ready, the Rat said, ‘Now, pitch in, old fellow!’ and the Mole was indeed very glad to obey, for he had started his spring-cleaning at a very early hour that morning, as people WILL do, and had not paused for bite or sup; and he had been through a very great deal since that distant time which now seemed so many days ago.
河鼠把船划到岸边，靠稳了，把仍旧笨手笨脚的鼹鼠平安地扶上岸，然后扔出午餐篮子。鼹鼠央求河鼠准许他独自开篮取出食物。河鼠很乐意依他，自己便伸直全身在草地上休息，听由他兴奋的朋友去摆弄。鼹鼠抖开餐布，铺在地上，一样一样取出篮子里的神秘货色，井井有条地摆好。每次新的发现，都引得他惊叹一声：“哎呀！哎呀！”全都摆设就绪后，河鼠一声令下：“现在，老伙计，开嚼！” 鼹鼠非常乐于从命，因为他那天一早就按常规进行春季大扫除，马不停蹄地干，一口没吃没喝，以后又经历了这许多事，仿佛过了好些天。
‘What are you looking at?’ said the Rat presently, when the edge of their hunger was somewhat dulled, and the Mole’s eyes were able to wander off the table-cloth a little.
“你在看什么？”河鼠问。这时，他俩的辘辘饥肠已多少缓解，鼹鼠已经能够把眼光稍稍移开餐布，投向别处了。
‘I am looking,’ said the Mole, ‘at a streak of bubbles that I see travelling along the surface of the water.  That is a thing that strikes me as funny.’
“我在看水面上移动着的一串泡沫，”鼹鼠说，“觉得它怪好玩的。”
‘Bubbles?  Oho!’ said the Rat, and chirruped cheerily in an inviting sort of way.
“泡沫？啊哈！”河鼠高兴地吱喳一声，像在对谁发出邀请。
A broad glistening muzzle showed itself above the edge of the bank, and the Otter hauled himself out and shook the water from his coat.
岸边的水里，冒出一只宽扁发亮的嘴。水獭钻出水面，抖落掉外衣上的水滴。
‘Greedy beggars!’ he observed, making for the provender.  ‘Why didn’t you invite me, Ratty?’
“贪吃的花子们！”他朝食物凑拢去，“鼠兄，怎不邀请我呀？”
‘This was an impromptu affair,’ explained the Rat.  ‘By the way—my friend Mr. Mole.’
“这次野餐是临时动议的，”河鼠解释说，“来，介绍一下，这位是我的朋友鼹鼠。”
‘Proud, I’m sure,’ said the Otter, and the two animals were friends forthwith.
“很荣幸，”水獭说，两只动物立刻成了朋友。’
‘Such a rumpus everywhere!’ continued the Otter.  ‘All the world seems out on the river to-day.  I came up this backwater to try and get a moment’s peace, and then stumble upon you fellows!--At least—I beg pardon—I don’t exactly mean that, you know.’
“到处都闹哄哄的！”水獭接着说。“今儿个仿佛全世界都上河来了。我到这静水湾，原想图个清静，不料又撞上你们二位！至少是——啊，对不起——我不是这个意思，你们知道的。”
There was a rustle behind them, proceeding from a hedge wherein last year’s leaves still clung thick, and a stripy head, with high shoulders behind it, peered forth on them.
他们背后响起了一阵窸窣声，是从树篱那边来的。树篱上，还厚厚地挂着头年的叶子。一个带条纹的脑袋，脑袋下一副高耸的肩膀，从树篱后面探出来，眼瞅着他们。
‘Come on, old Badger!’ shouted the Rat.
“过来呀，老獾！”河鼠喊道。
The Badger trotted forward a pace or two; then grunted, ‘H’m! Company,’ and turned his back and disappeared from view.
老獾向前小跑了一两步，然后咕噜说，“哼！有同伴！”随即掉头跑开了。
‘That’s JUST the sort of fellow he is!’ observed the disappointed Rat. ‘Simply hates Society!  Now we shan’t see any more of him to-day. Well, tell us, WHO’S out on the river?’
“他就是这么个人！”满心失望的河鼠议论道，“最讨厌社交生活！今天别想再见到他了。好吧，告诉我们，到河上来的还有谁？”
‘Toad’s out, for one,’ replied the Otter.  ‘In his brand-new wager-boat; new togs, new everything!’
“蟾蜍就是一个，”水獭回答。“驾着他那只崭新的赛艇；一身新装，什么都是新的！”
The two animals looked at each other and laughed.
两只动物相视大笑。
‘Once, it was nothing but sailing,’ said the Rat, ‘Then he tired of that and took to punting.  Nothing would please him but to punt all day and every day, and a nice mess he made of it.  Last year it was house-boating, and we all had to go and stay with him in his house-boat, and pretend we liked it.  He was going to spend the rest of his life in a house-boat.  It’s all the same, whatever he takes up; he gets tired of it, and starts on something fresh.’
“有一阵子，他一门心思玩帆船，”河鼠说，“过后，帆船玩腻了，就玩起撑船来。对什么都不感兴趣，成天就知道撑船，捅了不少篓子。去年呢，又迷上了宅船①，于是我们都得陪他住他的宅船，还得装做喜欢。说他后半辈子就在宅船里过了。不管迷上什么，结果总是一样，没过多久就腻烦了，又迷上了新的玩意儿。”
①一种带住所可以居住的船。——译注
‘Such a good fellow, too,’ remarked the Otter reflectively:  ‘But no stability—especially in a boat!’
“人倒真是个好人，”水獭若有所思地说，“可就是没常性，不稳当——特别是在船上！”
From where they sat they could get a glimpse of the main stream across the island that separated them; and just then a wager-boat flashed into view, the rower—a short, stout figure—splashing badly and rolling a good deal, but working his hardest.  The Rat stood up and hailed him, but Toad—for it was he—shook his head and settled sternly to his work.
从他们坐的地方，隔着一个岛子，可以望见大河的主流。就在这时，一只赛艇映入眼帘。划船的——一个矮壮汉子——打桨打得水花四溅，身子在船里来回滚动，可还在使劲划着。河鼠站起来，冲他打招呼，可蟾蜍——就是那个划船的——却摇摇头，专心致志地划他的船。“要是他老这么滚来滚去，不消多会儿，他就会摔出船外的，”河鼠说着，又坐了下来。
‘He’ll be out of the boat in a minute if he rolls like that,’ said the Rat, sitting down again. ‘Of course he will,’ chuckled the Otter.  ‘Did I ever tell you that good story about Toad and the lock-keeper?  It happened this way.  Toad. . . .’
“他肯定会摔出来的，”水獭格格笑着说，“我给你讲过那个有趣的故事吗？就是蟾蜍和那个水闸管理员的故事？蟾蜍他……”
An errant May-fly swerved unsteadily athwart the current in the intoxicated fashion affected by young bloods of May-flies seeing life.  A swirl of water and a ‘cloop!’ and the May-fly was visible no more.
一只随波漂流的蜉蝣，满怀着血气方刚的后生对生活的憧憬，正歪歪斜斜地逆水游来。忽见水面卷起一个旋涡，“咕噜”一声，蜉蝣就没影儿了。
Neither was the Otter.
水獭也不见了。
The Mole looked down.  The voice was still in his ears, but the turf whereon he had sprawled was clearly vacant.  Not an Otter to be seen, as far as the distant horizon.
鼹鼠忙低下头去看。水獭的话音还在耳边，可他扒过的那块草地却空空如也。从脚下一直望到天边，一只水獭也不见。
But again there was a streak of bubbles on the surface of the river.
不过，河面又泛起了一串泡沫。
The Rat hummed a tune, and the Mole recollected that animal-etiquette forbade any sort of comment on the sudden disappearance of one’s friends at any moment, for any reason or no reason whatever.
河鼠哼起了一支小曲儿。鼹鼠想起，按动物界的规矩，要是你的朋友突然离去，不管有理由还是没理由，你都不该随便议论。
‘Well, well,’ said the Rat, ‘I suppose we ought to be moving.  I wonder which of us had better pack the luncheon-basket?’  He did not speak as if he was frightfully eager for the treat.
“好啦，好啦，”河鼠说，“我想咱们该走啦。我不知道，咱们两个谁该收拾碗碟？”听口气，仿佛他并不特别乐意享受这个待遇。
‘O, please let me,’ said the Mole.  So, of course, the Rat let him.
“哦，让我来吧，”鼹鼠说。当然，河鼠就让他去干了。
Packing the basket was not quite such pleasant work as unpacking’ the basket.  It never is.  But the Mole was bent on enjoying everything, and although just when he had got the basket packed and strapped up tightly he saw a plate staring up at him from the grass, and when the job had been done again the Rat pointed out a fork which anybody ought to have seen, and last of all, behold! the mustard pot, which he had been sitting on without knowing it—still, somehow, the thing got finished at last, without much loss of temper.
收拾篮子这种活儿，不像打开篮子那样叫人高兴，向来如此。不过鼹鼠天生来对所有的事都感兴趣。他刚把篮子装好系紧，就看见还有一只盘子躺在地上冲他瞪眼。等他重新把盘子装好，河鼠又指出漏掉了一只谁都应该看见的叉子。末末了，瞧，还有那只他坐在屁股底下竟毫无感觉的芥末瓶——尽管一波三折，这项工作总算完成了，鼹鼠倒也没怎么特不耐烦。
The afternoon sun was getting low as the Rat sculled gently homewards in a dreamy mood, murmuring poetry-things over to himself, and not paying much attention to Mole.  But the Mole was very full of lunch, and self-satisfaction, and pride, and already quite at home in a boat (so he thought) and was getting a bit restless besides: and presently he said, ‘Ratty!  Please, I want to row, now!’
下午的太阳渐渐西沉，河鼠朝回家的方向梦悠悠地轻荡双桨，一面自顾自低吟着什么诗句，没怎么理会鼹鼠。鼹鼠呢，肚里装满了午餐，心满意足，自认为坐在船上已挺自在自如了，于是有点跃跃欲试起来。他忽然说：“喂，鼠兄，我现在想划划船！”
The Rat shook his head with a smile.  ‘Not yet, my young friend,’ he said—‘wait till you’ve had a few lessons.  It’s not so easy as it looks.’
河鼠微微一笑，摇摇头说：“现在还不行，我的年轻朋友，等你学几次再划吧。划船并不像看起来那么容易。”
The Mole was quiet for a minute or two.  But he began to feel more and more jealous of Rat, sculling so strongly and so easily along, and his pride began to whisper that he could do it every bit as well.  He jumped up and seized the sculls, so suddenly, that the Rat, who was gazing out over the water and saying more poetry-things to himself, was taken by surprise and fell backwards off his seat with his legs in the air for the second time, while the triumphant Mole took his place and grabbed the sculls with entire confidence.
有一两分钟，鼹鼠没吭声，可是他越来越眼红起河鼠来。见河鼠一路划着，动作那么有力，又那么轻松，鼹鼠的自尊心开始在他耳边嘀咕，说他也能划得和河鼠一样好。他猛地跳起来，从河鼠手中夺过双桨。河鼠两眼一直呆望着水面，嘴里嘟哝着一些什么小诗，没提防鼹鼠这一着，竟仰面翻下座位，又一次四脚朝天跌倒在船底。得胜的鼹鼠抢占了他的位子，信心十足地握住了双桨。
‘Stop it, you SILLY ass!’ cried the Rat, from the bottom of the boat. ‘You can’t do it!  You’ll have us over!’
“住手！你这个蠢驴！”河鼠躺在船底喊道，“你干不了这个！你会把船弄翻的！”
The Mole flung his sculls back with a flourish, and made a great dig at the water.  He missed the surface altogether, his legs flew up above his head, and he found himself lying on the top of the prostrate Rat. Greatly alarmed, he made a grab at the side of the boat, and the next moment—Sploosh!
鼹鼠把双桨往后一挥，深深插进水里。桨根本没有划在水面。只见他两脚高高翘起，整个儿跌倒在躺倒的河鼠身上。他惊慌失措，忙去抓船舷，刹那间——扑通！
Over went the boat, and he found himself struggling in the river.
船儿兜底翻了过来，鼹鼠在河里扑腾着挣扎。
O my, how cold the water was, and O, how VERY wet it felt. How it sang in his ears as he went down, down, down!  How bright and welcome the sun looked as he rose to the surface coughing and spluttering! How black was his despair when he felt himself sinking again! Then a firm paw gripped him by the back of his neck. It was the Rat, and he was evidently laughing—the Mole could FEEL him laughing, right down his arm and through his paw, and so into his—the Mole’s—neck.
哎呀，水好冷呀，浑身都湿透啦！他往下沉，沉，沉，水在他耳朵轰轰直响。一会儿，他冒到水面上，又咳又呛，吱哇乱叫。太阳显得多可爱呀！一会儿，他又沉了下去，深深地陷入绝望。这时，一只强有力的爪子抓住了他的后脖颈。那是河鼠。河鼠分明是在大笑——鼹鼠能感觉到这一点。他的笑，从胳臂传下来，经过爪子，一直传到鼹鼠的脖子。
The Rat got hold of a scull and shoved it under the Mole’s arm; then he did the same by the other side of him and, swimming behind, propelled the helpless animal to shore, hauled him out, and set him down on the bank, a squashy, pulpy lump of misery.
河鼠抓过一只桨，塞在鼹鼠腋下，又把另一只桨塞在他另一腋下。然后，他在后面游泳，将那个可怜巴巴的动物推到岸边，拽出水来，安顿在岸上，成了湿漉漉、软瘫瘫、惨兮兮的一堆。
When the Rat had rubbed him down a bit, and wrung some of the wet out of him, he said, ‘Now, then, old fellow!  Trot up and down the towing-path as hard as you can, till you’re warm and dry again, while I dive for the luncheon-basket.’
河鼠把鼹鼠的身子搓揉了一阵，拧去湿衣裳上的水，然后说：“现在，老伙计！顺着绎道使劲来回跑，跑到身上暖过来，衣裳干了为止。我潜下水去捞午餐篮子。”
So the dismal Mole, wet without and ashamed within, trotted about till he was fairly dry, while the Rat plunged into the water again, recovered the boat, righted her and made her fast, fetched his floating property to shore by degrees, and finally dived successfully for the luncheon-basket and struggled to land with it.
惊魂未定的鼹鼠，外面浑身湿透，内心羞愧难当，在河边来回跑步，直跑到身上干得差不多了。同时，河鼠又一次窜进水中，抓回小船，把它翻正，系牢；又把散落水面的什物一件件寻上岸来，最后，他潜入水底，捞到了午餐篮子，奋力将它带到岸上。
When all was ready for a start once more, the Mole, limp and dejected, took his seat in the stern of the boat; and as they set off, he said in a low voice, broken with emotion, ‘Ratty, my generous friend!  I am very sorry indeed for my foolish and ungrateful conduct.  My heart quite fails me when I think how I might have lost that beautiful luncheon-basket.  Indeed, I have been a complete ass, and I know it.  Will you overlook it this once and forgive me, and let things go on as before?’
等一切都安排停当，又要启航时，鼹鼠一瘸一拐、垂头丧气地坐到了船尾的座位上。开船时，他情绪激动，断断续续地低声说：“鼠兄，我宽宏大量的朋友！我太愚蠢，太不知好歹了！实在是对你不起。想到我险些儿把那只美丽的午餐篮子弄丢了，心情就特别沉重。说真格的，我是一只十足的蠢驴，我心里明白。你能不能不计前嫌，原谅我这一遭，对我还跟过去一样？”
‘That’s all right, bless you!’ responded the Rat cheerily. ‘What’s a little wet to a Water Rat?  I’m more in the water than out of it most days.  Don’t you think any more about it; and, look here!  I really think you had better come and stop with me for a little time.  It’s very plain and rough, you know—not like Toad’s house at all—but you haven’t seen that yet; still, I can make you comfortable.  And I’ll teach you to row, and to swim, and you’ll soon be as handy on the water as any of us.’
“这没什么，祝福你！”河鼠轻松地答道，“一只河鼠嘛，弄湿点儿算什么？多数日子，我呆在水里的时间比呆在岸上还长哩。你就别再惦着了。这么着吧，我真的希望，你来跟我一道住些时候。我的家很普通，很简陋，根本没法和蟾蜍的家相比。可你还没来我家看过哩。你来了，我会让你过得舒舒服服的。而且，我还能教你学会划船，游泳，你很快就能像我们一样，在水上自由自在了。”
The Mole was so touched by his kind manner of speaking that he could find no voice to answer him; and he had to brush away a tear or two with the back of his paw.  But the Rat kindly looked in another direction, and presently the Mole’s spirits revived again, and he was even able to give some straight back-talk to a couple of moorhens who were sniggering to each other about his bedraggled appearance.
这番亲切体贴的话，感动得鼹鼠说不出话来，只用爪子背儿抹去一两滴眼泪。可是善解人意的河鼠把眼光移向了别处。不一会儿，鼹鼠的情绪缓过来了。当两只松鸡互相唧喳嘲笑他那副狼狈相时，他竟能和他们顶起嘴来。
When they got home, the Rat made a bright fire in the parlour, and planted the Mole in an arm-chair in front of it, having fetched down a dressing-gown and slippers for him, and told him river stories till supper-time.  Very thrilling stories they were, too, to an earth-dwelling animal like Mole.  Stories about weirs, and sudden floods, and leaping pike, and steamers that flung hard bottles—at least bottles were certainly flung, and FROM steamers, so presumably BY them; and about herons, and how particular they were whom they spoke to; and about adventures down drains, and night-fishings with Otter, or excursions far a-field with Badger.  Supper was a most cheerful meal; but very shortly afterwards a terribly sleepy Mole had to be escorted upstairs by his considerate host, to the best bedroom, where he soon laid his head on his pillow in great peace and contentment, knowing that his new-found friend the River was lapping the sill of his window.
回到家，河鼠在客厅里升起一炉熊熊的火，给鼹鼠拿来一件晨衣，一双拖鞋，把他安顿在炉前一张扶手椅上，然后给他讲河上的种种趣闻轶事，直到吃晚饭。鼹鼠是一只陆上动物，河上的故事在他听来是十分惊险有趣的。河鼠讲到拦河坝；讲到突发的山洪；讲到跳跃的狗鱼；还有乱扔硬梆梆的瓶子的汽船——扔瓶子是确有其事，而且是由汽船那边扔下来的，因此可以推断，是汽船扔的——还有苍鹭，他们跟别人说话时盛气凌人；还有钻进排水阴沟的探险；还有同水獭一道夜间捉鱼，或者跟獾一道在田野里远足。晚饭吃得痛快极了，可是饭后不多会儿鼹鼠就瞌睡得不行，于是殷勤周到的主人只好把他送到楼上一间讲究的卧室里。鼹鼠马上一头倒住枕头上，感到非常安宁和满意。他知道，他的那位新结识的朋友——大河——在不断轻轻拍打着他的窗棂。
This day was only the first of many similar ones for the emancipated Mole, each of them longer and full of interest as the ripening summer moved onward.  He learnt to swim and to row, and entered into the joy of running water; and with his ear to the reed-stems he caught, at intervals, something of what the wind went whispering so constantly among them.
对于新从地下居室解放出来的鼹鼠，这一天，只是一连串相伴的日子的开端。随着万物生长成熟的盛夏的来临，白昼一天比一天长，也一天比一天过得更有趣。他学会了游泳，划船，尝到了与流水嬉戏的甜头。他把耳朵贴近芦苇杆时，有时会偷听到风在芦苇丛里的窃窃私语。
Chapter 2 The Open Road
‘Ratty,’ said the Mole suddenly, one bright summer morning, ‘if you please, I want to ask you a favour.’
一个阳光明媚的夏日早晨，鼹鼠忽对河鼠说：“鼠兄，我想求你帮个忙。”
The Rat was sitting on the river bank, singing a little song.  He had just composed it himself, so he was very taken up with it, and would not pay proper attention to Mole or anything else. Since early morning he had been swimming in the river, in company with his friends the ducks.  And when the ducks stood on their heads suddenly, as ducks will, he would dive down and tickle their necks, just under where their chins would be if ducks had chins, till they were forced to come to the surface again in a hurry, spluttering and angry and shaking their feathers at him, for it is impossible to say quite ALL you feel when your head is under water.  At last they implored him to go away and attend to his own affairs and leave them to mind theirs.  So the Rat went away, and sat on the river bank in the sun, and made up a song about them, which he called ‘DUCKS’ DITTY.’ All along the backwater, Through the rushes tall, Ducks are a-dabbling, Up tails all!
河鼠正坐在岸边，吟唱一支小曲儿。这曲子是他自己编的，所以唱得很带劲，没怎么留意鼹鼠或别的事儿。一大早，他就和鸭子朋友们在河里游泳来着。鸭子一惯总喜欢猛地头朝下脚朝上拿大顶。这时，河鼠就潜到水下，在鸭子的下巴（要是鸭子有下巴的话）下面的脖子上挠痒痒，弄得鸭子只好赶紧钻出水面，扑打着羽毛，气急败坏地冲他嚷嚷。因为，要是你的头倒插在水里，你自然不可能痛痛快快发泄你一腔怒火。后来，他们只得央求他走开，去管自己的事，别干涉他们。河鼠这才走开了，在河岸上坐着晒太阳，编一首有关鸭子的歌。歌名叫：《鸭谣》——
Ducks’ tails, drakes’ tails, Yellow feet a-quiver, Yellow bills all out of sight Busy in the river!
Slushy green undergrowth Where the roach swim—Here we keep our larder, Cool and full and dim.
Everyone for what he likes! WE like to be Heads down, tails up, Dabbling free!
High in the blue above Swifts whirl and call—WE are down a-dabbling Up tails all!
沿着静水湾，
长长灯芯草，
鸭群在戏水，
尾巴高高翘。
公鸭母鸭尾．
黄脚颤悠悠，
黄嘴隐不见，
河中忙不休。
绿萍水草稠
鱼儿尽兴游，
食品储存库，
丰盛又清幽。
人各有所好！
头下尾上翘，
鸭子的心愿，
水上乐消遥。
蓝蓝天空高，
雨燕飞又叫，
我们戏水中，
尾巴齐上翘！
‘I don’t know that I think so VERY much of that little song, Rat,’ observed the Mole cautiously.  He was no poet himself and didn’t care who knew it; and he had a candid nature.
“这首歌到底有多好，我说不上来，鼠兄，”鼹鼠谨慎地说。鼹鼠自己不是诗人，也不赞赏懂诗的人。而且，他天性坦诚，喜欢实话实说。
‘Nor don’t the ducks neither,’ replied the Rat cheerfully.  ‘They say, “WHY can’t fellows be allowed to do what they like WHEN they like and AS they like, instead of other fellows sitting on banks and watching them all the time and making remarks and poetry and things about them?  What NONSENSE it all is!”  That’s what the ducks say.’
“鸭子也不懂得，”河鼠开朗地说，“他们说：‘干吗不让人家在高兴的时候做他们高兴做的事？别人干吗要坐在岸上对人家横挑鼻子竖挑眼，还要编歌嘲笑人家？尽是胡说八道！’这就是鸭子们的论调。”
‘So it is, so it is,’ said the Mole, with great heartiness.
“说得对嘛．说得对嘛，”鼹鼠打心眼儿里赞同。
‘No, it isn’t!’ cried the Rat indignantly.
“不，说得不对！”河鼠气愤地喊道。
‘Well then, it isn’t, it isn’t,’ replied the Mole soothingly. ‘But what I wanted to ask you was, won’t you take me to call on Mr. Toad?  I’ve heard so much about him, and I do so want to make his acquaintance.’
“好啦，就算不对，就算不对，”鼹鼠息事宁人地说。“可是我想问问你，你能不能领我去拜访蟾蜍先生？他的事，我听说得多了，特想和他认识认识。”
‘Why, certainly,’ said the good-natured Rat, jumping to his feet and dismissing poetry from his mind for the day.  ‘Get the boat out, and we’ll paddle up there at once.  It’s never the wrong time to call on Toad.  Early or late he’s always the same fellow. Always good-tempered, always glad to see you, always sorry when you go!’
“当然啰！”好脾气的河鼠说着，一跃而起，把诗呀什么的全都抛到脑后，一整天再也没想起。“去把船划出来，咱们马上就去他家。你想拜访蟾蜍，随时都可以。不管是早是晚，蟾蜍都一个样，总是乐呵呵的。你去看他，他老是高兴，你要走，他老是恋恋不舍！”
‘He must be a very nice animal,’ observed the Mole, as he got into the boat and took the sculls, while the Rat settled himself comfortably in the stern.
“他准是个非常和善的动物，”鼹鼠说。他跨上了船，提起双桨。河鼠呢，他安安逸逸地坐到了船尾。
‘He is indeed the best of animals,’ replied Rat.  ‘So simple, so good-natured, and so affectionate.  Perhaps he’s not very clever—we can’t all be geniuses; and it may be that he is both boastful and conceited. But he has got some great qualities, has Toady.’
“他的确是个再好不过的动物，”河鼠说。“特单纯，特温和，特重感情。或许不太聪明——不可能人人都是天才嘛。他或许爱吹牛，有些自高自大。可蟾儿，他的优点确实不少。”
Rounding a bend in the river, they came in sight of a handsome, dignified old house of mellowed red brick, with well-kept lawns reaching down to the water’s edge.
绕过一道河湾，迎面就见一幢美丽、庄严、古色古香的老红砖房；房前是修理得平平整整的草坪，一直延伸到河边。
‘There’s Toad Hall,’ said the Rat; ‘and that creek on the left, where the notice-board says, “Private.  No landing allowed,” leads to his boat-house, where we’ll leave the boat.  The stables are over there to the right.  That’s the banqueting-hall you’re looking at now—very old, that is.  Toad is rather rich, you know, and this is really one of the nicest houses in these parts, though we never admit as much to Toad.’
“那就是蟾宫，”河鼠说。“左边有一条小河汊，牌子上写着：‘私人河道，不得在此登岸’。这河汊直逼他的船坞，咱们要在那儿停船上岸。右边是马厩。你现在看到的是宴会厅——年代很久了。你知道，蟾蜍相当有钱，这幢房子确实是这一带一所最讲究的房屋，不过，我们从不向蟾蜍这样表示。”
They glided up the creek, and the Mole slipped his sculls as they passed into the shadow of a large boat-house.  Here they saw many handsome boats, slung from the cross beams or hauled up on a slip, but none in the water; and the place had an unused and a deserted air.
小船徐徐驶进河汉，来到一所大船坞的屋顶下。鼹鼠把桨收进船舱。这里，他们看到许多漂亮的小船，有的挂在横梁上，有的吊在船台上，可是没有一只船是在水里。这地方显得有种冷落废弃的气氛。
The Rat looked around him.  ‘I understand,’ said he.  ‘Boating is played out.  He’s tired of it, and done with it.  I wonder what new fad he has taken up now?  Come along and let’s look him up. We shall hear all about it quite soon enough.’
河鼠环顾四周。“我明白了，”他说。“看来他玩船已经玩够了，厌倦了，再也不玩了。不知道他现在又迷上了什么新玩意儿？走，咱们瞧他去。一切很快就会明白的。”
They disembarked, and strolled across the gay flower-decked lawns in search of Toad, whom they presently happened upon resting in a wicker garden-chair, with a pre-occupied expression of face, and a large map spread out on his knees.
他们离船上岸，穿过各色鲜花装点的草坪，寻找蟾蜍。不多时，他们就遇到了他。蟾蜍坐在一张花园藤椅上，脸上一副全神贯注的神情，盯着膝上的一张大地图。
‘Hooray!’ he cried, jumping up on seeing them, ‘this is splendid!’  He shook the paws of both of them warmly, never waiting for an introduction to the Mole.  ‘How KIND of you!’ he went on, dancing round them.  ‘I was just going to send a boat down the river for you, Ratty, with strict orders that you were to be fetched up here at once, whatever you were doing.  I want you badly—both of you.  Now what will you take?  Come inside and have something!  You don’t know how lucky it is, your turning up just now!’
“啊哈！”看到他俩，蟾蜍跳了起来，“太好了！”不等河鼠介绍，就热情洋溢地同他俩握握爪子。“你们真好！”他接着说，围着他俩蹦蹦跳跳。“河鼠，我正要派船到下游去接你，吩咐他们不管你在干什么，马上把你接来。我非常需要你——你们两位。好吧，现在你们想吃点什么？快进屋吃点东西吧！你们来得正是时候。你们想不到，有多巧啊！”
‘Let’s sit quiet a bit, Toady!’ said the Rat, throwing himself into an easy chair, while the Mole took another by the side of him and made some civil remark about Toad’s ‘delightful residence.’
“蟾儿，让咱们先安静地坐一会儿吧！”河鼠说，一屁股坐在一张扶手椅上。鼹鼠坐在他旁边的另一张扶手椅上、说了几句客气话，赞美蟾蜍那“可爱的住宅”。
‘Finest house on the whole river,’ cried Toad boisterously.  ‘Or anywhere else, for that matter,’ he could not help adding.
“这是沿河一带最讲究的房子，”蟾蜍哇啦哇啦大声嚷道。“在别的地方，你也找不到这么好的房子。”他情不自禁又加上一句……
Here the Rat nudged the Mole.  Unfortunately the Toad saw him do it, and turned very red.  There was a moment’s painful silence. Then Toad burst out laughing.  ‘All right, Ratty,’ he said. ‘It’s only my way, you know.  And it’s not such a very bad house, is it?  You know you rather like it yourself.  Now, look here. Let’s be sensible.  You are the very animals I wanted.  You’ve got to help me.  It’s most important!’
这时，河鼠用胳臂捅了捅鼹鼠，不巧，正好被蟾蜍看见了。他脸涨得通红。跟着是一阵难堪的沉寂。然后，蟾蜍大笑起来。“得啦，鼠儿，我说话就这么个德行，你知道的。再说，这房子确实不坏，是吧？你自己不也挺喜欢它吗。咱们都清醒些好啦。你们两位正是我需要的。你们得帮我这个忙。这事至关重要！”
‘It’s about your rowing, I suppose,’ said the Rat, with an innocent air.  ‘You’re getting on fairly well, though you splash a good bit still.  With a great deal of patience, and any quantity of coaching, you may----‘
“我猜，是有关划船的事吧，”河鼠装糊涂说。“你进步很快嘛，就是还溅好些水花。只要再耐心些，再加上适当的指导，你就可以……”
‘O, pooh! boating!’ interrupted the Toad, in great disgust. Silly boyish amusement.  I’ve given that up LONG ago.  Sheer waste of time, that’s what it is.  It makes me downright sorry to see you fellows, who ought to know better, spending all your energies in that aimless manner.  No, I’ve discovered the real thing, the only genuine occupation for a life time.  I propose to devote the remainder of mine to it, and can only regret the wasted years that lie behind me, squandered in trivialities. Come with me, dear Ratty, and your amiable friend also, if he will be so very good, just as far as the stable-yard, and you shall see what you shall see!’
“噢，呸！什么船！”蟾蜍打断他的话，显得十分厌恶的样子。“那是小男孩们的愚蠢玩意儿。我老早就不玩了。不折不扣，纯粹是浪费时光。看到你们这些人把全副精力花在那种毫无意义的事情上，真叫我感到痛心，你们本该明白的。不，不，我已经找到了一桩真正的事业，这辈子应该从事的一种正经行当。我打算把我的余生奉献给它。一想到过去那么多年头浪费在无聊的琐事上，我真是追悔莫及。跟我来，亲爱的鼠儿，还有你的这位和蔼的朋友也来．如果肯赏光的话。不远，就在马厩场院那边，到了那儿，你们就会看到要看到的东西！”
He led the way to the stable-yard accordingly, the Rat following with a most mistrustful expression; and there, drawn out of the coach house into the open, they saw a gipsy caravan, shining with newness, painted a canary-yellow picked out with green, and red wheels.
蟾蜍领着他们向马厩场院走去，河鼠一脸狐疑，跟在后面。只见从马车房里拉出一辆吉卜赛篷车，崭新，锃亮，车身漆成金丝雀般的淡黄色，点缀着绿色纹饰，车轮则是大红的。
‘There you are!’ cried the Toad, straddling and expanding himself.  ‘There’s real life for you, embodied in that little cart.  The open road, the dusty highway, the heath, the common, the hedgerows, the rolling downs!  Camps, villages, towns, cities!  Here to-day, up and off to somewhere else to-morrow! Travel, change, interest, excitement!  The whole world before you, and a horizon that’s always changing!  And mind! this is the very finest cart of its sort that was ever built, without any exception.  Come inside and look at the arrangements.  Planned ‘em all myself, I did!’
“瞧吧！”蟾蜍叉开双腿，腆着肚皮，喊道，“这辆小马车代表的生活，才是你们要过的真正的生活。一眼望不到头的大道，尘土飞扬的公路，荒原，公地，树篱，起伏的草原，帐篷，村庄，城镇，都市，全都属于你们！今天在这里，明天在那里！到处旅行，变换环境，到处有乐趣，刺激！整个世界在你眼前展开，地平线在不断变换！请注意，这辆车是同类车子里最精美的一辆，绝无例外。进车里来，瞧瞧里面的设备吧。全是我自己设计的，是我干的！”
The Mole was tremendously interested and excited, and followed him eagerly up the steps and into the interior of the caravan. The Rat only snorted and thrust his hands deep into his pockets, remaining where he was.
鼹鼠兴致勃勃，兴奋异常，急不可耐地跟着蟾蜍踩上篷车的踏板，进了车厢。河鼠只哼了哼鼻子，把手深深插进裤兜，站在原地不动。
It was indeed very compact and comfortable.  Little sleeping bunks—a little table that folded up against the wall—a cooking-stove, lockers, bookshelves, a bird-cage with a bird in it; and pots, pans, jugs and kettles of every size and variety.
车厢里确实布置得非常紧凑而舒适。几张小小的卧铺，一张小桌靠壁折起，炉具，小食品柜，书架，一只鸟笼，笼里关着一只鸟，还有各种型号和式样的高锅、平锅、瓶瓶罐罐、烧水的壶。
‘All complete!’ said the Toad triumphantly, pulling open a locker.  ‘You see—biscuits, potted lobster, sardines—everything you can possibly want.  Soda-water here—baccy there—letter-paper, bacon, jam, cards and dominoes—you’ll find,’ he continued, as they descended the steps again, ‘you’ll find that nothing what ever has been forgotten, when we make our start this afternoon.’
“一应俱全！”蟾蜍得意地说。他打开一只小柜。“瞧，有饼干、罐头龙虾、沙丁鱼——凡是你们用得着的东酉，应有尽有。这儿是苏打水，那儿是烟草，信纸、火腿、果酱、纸牌、骨牌，”他们重新踩着踏板下车时，他继续说，“你会发现，咱们今天下午启程时，什么也没漏掉。”
‘I beg your pardon,’ said the Rat slowly, as he chewed a straw, ‘but did I overhear you say something about “WE,” and “START,” and “THIS AFTERNOON?”’
“对不起，”河鼠嘴里嚼着一根稻草，慢条斯理地说，“我好像听见你刚才说什么‘咱们’，什么‘启程’。什么‘今天下午’来着？”
‘Now, you dear good old Ratty,’ said Toad, imploringly, ‘don’t begin talking in that stiff and sniffy sort of way, because you know you’ve GOT to come.  I can’t possibly manage without you, so please consider it settled, and don’t argue—it’s the one thing I can’t stand.  You surely don’t mean to stick to your dull fusty old river all your life, and just live in a hole in a bank, and BOAT?  I want to show you the world!  I’m going to make an ANIMAL of you, my boy!’
“得啦，你呀，亲爱的好老鼠儿，”蟾蜍央求说，“别用那种尖酸刻薄的腔调说话好吗？你明明知道，你们非来不可。没有你们，叫我怎么对付这一摊？求求你啦，这事就这么定了，别和我争辩，我受不了。你总不能一辈子守着你那条乏味的臭哄哄的老河，成天呆在河岸上一个洞里，呆在船上吧？我想让你见见世面！我要把你造就成一只像样的动物，伙计！”
‘I don’t care,’ said the Rat, doggedly.  ‘I’m not coming, and that’s flat.  And I AM going to stick to my old river, AND live in a hole, AND boat, as I’ve always done.  And what’s more, Mole’s going to stick me and do as I do, aren’t you, Mole?’
“我才不稀罕你的那套把戏哩！”河鼠固执地说。“我就是不跟你去，说一不二。我就是要守着我的老河，要住在洞里，要驾船，像往常一样。而且，鼹鼠也要跟我一道，干同样的事，是不是，鼹鼠？”
‘Of course I am,’ said the Mole, loyally.  ‘I’ll always stick to you, Rat, and what you say is to be—has got to be.  All the same, it sounds as if it might have been—well, rather fun, you know!’ he added, wistfully.  Poor Mole!  The Life Adventurous was so new a thing to him, and so thrilling; and this fresh aspect of it was so tempting; and he had fallen in love at first sight with the canary-coloured cart and all its little fitments.
“那是自然！”鼹鼠诚挚地说。“我永远陪伴你，鼠儿，你说什么就是什么，就得是什么。不过，这玩意看起来像是——呃，像是怪有意思的，是吧？”他眼巴巴地加上一句。可怜的鼹鼠！探险生活，对他来说是桩新鲜事儿，惊险又刺激，这个新的方面，对他有很强的诱惑力。他第一眼看见那辆篷车和它的全套小装备，就爱上它了。
The Rat saw what was passing in his mind, and wavered.  He hated disappointing people, and he was fond of the Mole, and would do almost anything to oblige him. Toad was watching both of them closely.
河鼠看出了鼹鼠的心思，他的决心起了动摇。他不愿使人失望，何况他喜欢鼹鼠，总是竭力让他高兴。蟾蜍在一旁仔细观察他俩的动静。
‘Come along in, and have some lunch,’ he said, diplomatically, ‘and we’ll talk it over.  We needn’t decide anything in a hurry. Of course, I don’t really care.  I only want to give pleasure to you fellows.  “Live for others!”  That’s my motto in life.’
“先进屋吃点午饭吧，”蟾蜍策略地说，“咱们慢慢商量。用不着匆忙做出决定嘛。其实我倒不在乎。我只不过想让你俩高兴高兴罢了。‘活着为别人！’这是我的处世格言。”
During luncheon—which was excellent, of course, as everything at Toad Hall always was—the Toad simply let himself go. Disregarding the Rat, he proceeded to play upon the inexperienced Mole as on a harp.  Naturally a voluble animal, and always mastered by his imagination, he painted the prospects of the trip and the joys of the open life and the roadside in such glowing colours that the Mole could hardly sit in his chair for excitement.  Somehow, it soon seemed taken for granted by all three of them that the trip was a settled thing; and the Rat, though still unconvinced in his mind, allowed his good-nature to over-ride his personal objections.  He could not bear to disappoint his two friends, who were already deep in schemes and anticipations, planning out each day’s separate occupation for several weeks ahead.
午餐，自然是极其精美，就像蟾宫里的所有事物一样。吃饭时，蟾蜍信口开河高谈阔论。他把河鼠撇在一边，专门逗弄缺乏经验的鼹鼠。他天生就是一只夸夸其谈的动物，又喜欢突发奇想，他把这趟旅行的前景、户外生活和途中的乐趣描绘得天花乱坠，把个鼹鼠激动得坐都坐不住了。一来二去，三只动物似乎很快就达成了协议，把旅行的事确定下来了。河鼠虽然还心存疑虑，但他的好脾气终究压倒了个人的反对意见。他不忍心使两位朋友扫兴。他们已经在深入细致地制定计划，作出种种设想，安排未来几周里每天的活动了。
When they were quite ready, the now triumphant Toad led his companions to the paddock and set them to capture the old grey horse, who, without having been consulted, and to his own extreme annoyance, had been told off by Toad for the dustiest job in this dusty expedition.  He frankly preferred the paddock, and took a deal of catching.  Meantime Toad packed the lockers still tighter with necessaries, and hung nosebags, nets of onions, bundles of hay, and baskets from the bottom of the cart.  At last the horse was caught and harnessed, and they set off, all talking at once, each animal either trudging by the side of the cart or sitting on the shaft, as the humour took him.  It was a golden afternoon.  The smell of the dust they kicked up was rich and satisfying; out of thick orchards on either side the road, birds called and whistled to them cheerily; good-natured wayfarers, passing them, gave them ‘Good-day,’ or stopped to say nice things about their beautiful cart; and rabbits, sitting at their front doors in the hedgerows, held up their fore-paws, and said, ‘O my! O my!  O my!’
行前的准备大体就绪，大获全胜的蟾蜍领着伙伴们来到养马场，要他们去捉那匹老灰马。由于事先没跟老马商量，蟾蜍就分派他在这趟尘土弥漫的旅途中干这件尘土弥漫的脏活，老马一肚子牢骚怨气，所以逮住他可费了大劲。蟾蜍乘他们逮马时，又往食品柜塞进更多的必需品，又把饲料袋、几网兜洋葱头、几大捆干草，还有几只筐子，吊在车厢底下。老马终于给逮住，套在车上，他们出发了。三只动物各随所好，有的跟着车走，有的坐在车杠上，大伙儿你一言我一语，同时说着话。那天下午，阳光灿烂。他们蹴起的尘土，香喷喷的，闻着叫人心旷神怡。大路两侧茂密的果园里，鸟儿们欢乐地向他们打招呼，吹口哨。和蔼的过路人从他们身旁走过时，向他们道声好，或者停下来，说几句中听的话，赞美他们那漂亮的马车。兔儿们坐在树篱下他们家的门口，举着前爪，一叠连声赞叹： “哎呀呀！哎呀呀！哎呀呀！”
Late in the evening, tired and happy and miles from home, they drew up on a remote common far from habitations, turned the horse loose to graze, and ate their simple supper sitting on the grass by the side of the cart.  Toad talked big about all he was going to do in the days to come, while stars grew fuller and larger all around them, and a yellow moon, appearing suddenly and silently from nowhere in particular, came to keep them company and listen to their talk.  At last they turned in to their little bunks in the cart; and Toad, kicking out his legs, sleepily said, ‘Well, good night, you fellows!  This is the real life for a gentleman! Talk about your old river!’
天色很晚的时候，他们离家已有好些哩地了，身体疲乏，心情愉快，就在一处远离人烟的公地上歇下来。他们卸下马具。由着马去吃草，自己坐在车旁的草地上。蟾蜍大谈他在未来几天打算干的事。这时，星星围着他们，越来越密，越来越大。一轮黄澄澄的月亮，不知打哪儿悄悄地突然冒出来，给他们作伴儿，听他们说话。过后，他们钻进篷车，爬上各自的铺位。蟾蜍伸开两脚，瞌睡得迷糊糊地说：“伙计们，晚安！这才是绅士们应该过的生活！别再谈你的那条老河了！”
‘I DON’T talk about my river,’ replied the patient Rat. ‘You KNOW I don’t, Toad.  But I THINK about it,’ he added pathetically, in a lower tone:  ‘I think about it—all the time!’
“我并不谈我的河，”河鼠不紧不慢地说。“蟾蜍，这你知道，可我心里总叨念它，”他又凄凄切切地低声说：“我想念它——一直在想念它！”
The Mole reached out from under his blanket, felt for the Rat’s paw in the darkness, and gave it a squeeze.  ‘I’ll do whatever you like, Ratty,’ he whispered.  ‘Shall we run away to-morrow morning, quite early—VERY early—and go back to our dear old hole on the river?’
鼹鼠从毯子下面伸出爪子，在黑暗里摸到河鼠的爪子，捏了一下。“鼠儿，只要你乐意，干什么我都愿意，”他悄悄对他说，“明儿一大早，咱们就开溜，回到咱们亲爱的河上老洞去，好吗？”
‘No, no, we’ll see it out,’ whispered back the Rat.  ‘Thanks awfully, but I ought to stick by Toad till this trip is ended. It wouldn’t be safe for him to be left to himself.  It won’t take very long.  His fads never do.  Good night!’
“不，不，咱们还是坚持到底，”河鼠悄声回答。“多谢你的好意，不过我得守着蟾蜍，直到这趟旅行结束。撂下他一个，我不放心。不会拖很久的。他的怪念头，从来也维持不长。晚安！”
The end was indeed nearer than even the Rat suspected.
这次旅行，果然结束得比河鼠预料的还要早。
After so much open air and excitement the Toad slept very soundly, and no amount of shaking could rouse him out of bed next morning.  So the Mole and Rat turned to, quietly and manfully, and while the Rat saw to the horse, and lit a fire, and cleaned last night’s cups and platters, and got things ready for breakfast, the Mole trudged off to the nearest village, a long way off, for milk and eggs and various necessaries the Toad had, of course, forgotten to provide.  The hard work had all been done, and the two animals were resting, thoroughly exhausted, by the time Toad appeared on the scene, fresh and gay, remarking what a pleasant easy life it was they were all leading now, after the cares and worries and fatigues of housekeeping at home.
由于长时间的户外活动，兴奋欢快，蟾蜍睡得很死，第二天早晨，怎么推也推他不醒。于是鼹鼠和河鼠毅然决然，不声不响地动手干起活来。河鼠喂马，生火，洗刷隔夜的杯盘碗盏，准备早餐。鼹鼠呢，他走了一段很长的路，到最近的村落里去买牛奶、鸡蛋，以及蟾蜍自然忘带的一应必需品。等这些繁重的劳务全都干完，两只动物累得够呛，坐下来歇憩时，蟾蜍这才露面，神采奕奕，兴致勃勃，说现在他们大家都活得轻松愉快啦，不用像在家时那样操劳家务啦。
They had a pleasant ramble that day over grassy downs and along narrow by-lanes, and camped as before, on a common, only this time the two guests took care that Toad should do his fair share of work.  In consequence, when the time came for starting next morning, Toad was by no means so rapturous about the simplicity of the primitive life, and indeed attempted to resume his place in his bunk, whence he was hauled by force.  Their way lay, as before, across country by narrow lanes, and it was not till the afternoon that they came out on the high-road, their first high-road; and there disaster, fleet and unforeseen, sprang out on them—disaster momentous indeed to their expedition, but simply overwhelming in its effect on the after-career of Toad.
这一天，他们悠闲自在地游逛，驶过绿茵茵的草原，穿行窄窄的小径，当晚又在一块公地上过夜。不过，两位客人这回硬要蟾蜍干他份内的活儿。结果，第二天早上要动身时，蟾蜍不再津津乐道原始生活如何单纯简易，却一味想赖回他的铺上，但被他们硬拖了起来。和昨天一样，他们的路程仍是穿经窄窄的小径，越过田野。到了下午，他们才上了公路。这是他们遇到的第一条公路。就在这儿，意想不到的祸事，迅雷般落到了他们头上。这桩祸事，对于他们的旅行是个灾难，而对于蟾蜍今后的生涯，却产生了翻天覆地的重大影响。
They were strolling along the high-road easily, the Mole by the horse’s head, talking to him, since the horse had complained that he was being frightfully left out of it, and nobody considered him in the least; the Toad and the Water Rat walking behind the cart talking together—at least Toad was talking, and Rat was saying at intervals, ‘Yes, precisely; and what did YOU say to HIM?’—and thinking all the time of something very different, when far behind them they heard a faint warning hum; like the drone of a distant bee.  Glancing back, they saw a small cloud of dust, with a dark centre of energy, advancing on them at incredible speed, while from out the dust a faint ‘Poop-poop!’ wailed like an uneasy animal in pain.  Hardly regarding it, they turned to resume their conversation, when in an instant (as it seemed) the peaceful scene was changed, and with a blast of wind and a whirl of sound that made them jump for the nearest ditch, It was on them!  The ‘Poop-poop’ rang with a brazen shout in their ears, they had a moment’s glimpse of an interior of glittering plate-glass and rich morocco, and the magnificent motor-car, immense, breath-snatching, passionate, with its pilot tense and hugging his wheel, possessed all earth and air for the fraction of a second, flung an enveloping cloud of dust that blinded and enwrapped them utterly, and then dwindled to a speck in the far distance, changed back into a droning bee once more.
他们正悠闲自在地在公路上缓缓行进，鼹鼠和老马并肩而行，跟马说话，因为那匹马抱怨说，他被冷落了，谁也不理睬他。蟾蜍和河鼠跟在车后，互相交谈——至少是蟾蜍在说话，河鼠只是有一搭没一搭地插上一句：“是呀，可不是吗？你跟他说什么来着？”心里却琢磨着毫不相干的别样事。就在这当儿，从后面老远的地方传来一阵隐隐的警告的轰鸣声，就像一只蜜蜂在远处嗡嗡嘤嘤。回头一看，只见后面一团滚滚烟尘，中心有个黑黑的东西在移动，以难以置信的速度向他们冲来。从烟尘里，发出一种低微的“噗噗” 声，像一只惊恐不安的动物在痛苦地呻吟。他们并没在意，又接着谈话。可是就在一瞬间（仿佛只一眨眼的工夫），宁静的局面突然打破了。一阵狂风，一声怒吼，那东西猛扑上来，把他们逼下了路旁的沟渠。那“噗噗”声，像只大喇叭，在他们耳边震天价响。那东西里面锃亮的厚玻璃板和华贵的摩洛哥山羊皮垫，在他们眼前一晃而过。原来那是一辆富丽堂皇的汽车，一个庞然大物，脾气暴躁，令人胆寒。驾驶员聚精会神地紧握方向盘，顷刻间独霸了整个天地，搅起一团遮天蔽日的尘云，把他们团团裹住，什么也看不见了。接着，它嗖地远去，缩成一个小黑点，又变成了一只低声嗡嗡的蜜蜂。
The old grey horse, dreaming, as he plodded along, of his quiet paddock, in a new raw situation such as this simply abandoned himself to his natural emotions.  Rearing, plunging, backing steadily, in spite of all the Mole’s efforts at his head, and all the Mole’s lively language directed at his better feelings, he drove the cart backwards towards the deep ditch at the side of the road.  It wavered an instant—then there was a heartrending crash—and the canary-coloured cart, their pride and their joy, lay on its side in the ditch, an irredeemable wreck.
那匹老灰马，正慢悠悠地往前踱步，一面梦想着他那恬静闲适的养马场，突然遇上这么个难对付的局面，不由得狂躁起来。他向后退，又向前猛冲，又一个劲儿倒退，不管鼹鼠怎样使劲拉他的马头．怎样在一旁苦口婆心地劝他保持冷静，全都无济于事，硬是把车子往后推到了路旁的深沟边。那车晃了晃，接着便是撕心裂胆的一阵破碎声，结果，这辆淡黄色篷车，他们的骄傲和欢乐，就整个横躺在沟底，成了一堆无法修复的残骸。
The Rat danced up and down in the road, simply transported with passion.  ‘You villains!’ he shouted, shaking both fists, ‘You scoundrels, you highwaymen, you—you—roadhogs!--I’ll have the law of you!  I’ll report you!  I’ll take you through all the Courts!’  His home-sickness had quite slipped away from him, and for the moment he was the skipper of the canary-coloured vessel driven on a shoal by the reckless jockeying of rival mariners, and he was trying to recollect all the fine and biting things he used to say to masters of steam-launches when their wash, as they drove too near the bank, used to flood his parlour-carpet at home.
河鼠站在路当中，暴跳如雷，气得直顿脚。“这帮恶棍！”他挥着双拳大声吼叫。“这帮坏蛋，这帮强盗，你们——你们——你们这帮路匪！——我要控告你们！我要把你们送上法庭！”他的念家情绪领时消失，此刻，他成了一艘淡黄色航船的船长，他的船被一群敌对的船员肆无忌惮的横冲直撞逼上了浅滩。一怒之下，他过去痛骂那些小汽船老板的尖酸刻薄的话一股脑喷发出来，因为那些人把船开得离岸大近，搅起的浪花常常淹了他家客厅的地毯。
Toad sat straight down in the middle of the dusty road, his legs stretched out before him, and stared fixedly in the direction of the disappearing motor-car.  He breathed short, his face wore a placid satisfied expression, and at intervals he faintly murmured ‘Poop-poop!’
蟾蜍一屁股坐在满是尘土的大路当中，两腿直挺挺地伸在前面，眼睛定定地凝望着汽车开走的方向。他呼吸急促，脸上的神情却十分宁静而满意，嘴里还不时发出轻轻的“噗噗”声。
The Mole was busy trying to quiet the horse, which he succeeded in doing after a time.  Then he went to look at the cart, on its side in the ditch.  It was indeed a sorry sight.  Panels and windows smashed, axles hopelessly bent, one wheel off, sardine-tins scattered over the wide world, and the bird in the bird-cage sobbing pitifully and calling to be let out.
鼹鼠忙着安抚老灰马，过了一会，终于使他镇静下来。接着他就去查看那辆横躺在沟底的车。那模样真是惨不忍睹。门窗全都摔得粉碎，车轴弯得不可收拾，一只轮子脱落了，沙丁鱼罐头掉了一地，笼里的鸟惨兮兮地抽泣着，哭喊着求他们放他出来。
The Rat came to help him, but their united efforts were not sufficient to right the cart.  ‘Hi! Toad!’ they cried.  ‘Come and bear a hand, can’t you!’
河鼠过去帮助鼹鼠，可他们两个一齐努力也没能把车扶起。“喂！蟾蜍！”他们喊道。“下来帮一把手，行不行？”
The Toad never answered a word, or budged from his seat in the road; so they went to see what was the matter with him.  They found him in a sort of a trance, a happy smile on his face, his eyes still fixed on the dusty wake of their destroyer.  At intervals he was still heard to murmur ‘Poop-poop!’
蟾蜍一声不吭，坐在路上纹丝不动。他俩只得过去，看看究竟出了什么事。只见，蟾蜍正迷迷瞪瞪地出神，脸上挂着幸福的笑容，两眼仍直勾勾地盯着前面尘土飞扬的地方，那个毁了他们的家伙的去向。时不时，还听到他低声念叨：“噗噗！”
The Rat shook him by the shoulder.  ‘Are you coming to help us, Toad?’ he demanded sternly.
‘Glorious, stirring sight!’ murmured Toad, never offering to move.  ‘The poetry of motion!  The REAL way to travel!  The ONLY way to travel!  Here to-day—in next week to-morrow! Villages skipped, towns and cities jumped—always somebody else’s horizon!  O bliss!  O poop-poop!  O my!  O my!’
“多么灿烂辉煌又激动人心的景象啊！”蟾蜍嘟哝着说，根本不打算挪窝儿。“诗一般的动力！这才叫真正的旅行！这才是旅行的唯一方式！今天在这儿——明天就到了别处！一座座村庄，一座座城镇，飞驰而过——新的眼界不断出现！多幸福啊！噗噗！哎呀呀！哎呀呀！”
‘O STOP being an ass, Toad!’ cried the Mole despairingly.
“别这么呆头呆脑的，蟾蜍！”鼹鼠喊道，拿他毫无办法。
‘And to think I never KNEW!’ went on the Toad in a dreamy monotone.  ‘All those wasted years that lie behind me, I never knew, never even DREAMT!  But NOW—but now that I know, now that I fully realise!  O what a flowery track lies spread before me, henceforth!  What dust-clouds shall spring up behind me as I speed on my reckless way!  What carts I shall fling carelessly into the ditch in the wake of my magnificent onset! Horrid little carts—common carts—canary-coloured carts!’
“想想看，我对这玩意一无所知！”蟾蜍继续梦吃般地喃喃道。“我虚度了多少时光啊！不但从不知道，连做梦也没梦到过！现在我可知道了，现在我可全明白了！从今以后；展现在我面前的，该是多么光辉灿烂的锦绣前程啊！我要在公路上横冲直撞，飞速驰骋，在身后卷起漫天的尘土！我要威风凛凛地疾驰而过，把大批马车推下沟渠！哼！讨厌的小马车！平淡无奇的马车！淡黄色的马车！”
‘What are we to do with him?’ asked the Mole of the Water Rat.
“咱们拿他怎么办？”鼹鼠问河鼠。
‘Nothing at all,’ replied the Rat firmly.  ‘Because there is really nothing to be done.  You see, I know him from of old.  He is now possessed.  He has got a new craze, and it always takes him that way, in its first stage.  He’ll continue like that for days now, like an animal walking in a happy dream, quite useless for all practical purposes.  Never mind him.  Let’s go and see what there is to be done about the cart.’
“什么也不用干，”河鼠斩钉截铁地说。“事实上，没有什么可干的。我太了解他啦。他现在是走火入魔。他又迷上了一个新玩意儿。一开头，总要给它缠磨成这个德行。他会一连许多天都这样疯疯傻傻，就像一只在美梦里游荡的动物，毫无实际用处。没关系，不必理他。咱们还是去看看怎样收拾那辆车吧。”
A careful inspection showed them that, even if they succeeded in righting it by themselves, the cart would travel no longer.  The axles were in a hopeless state, and the missing wheel was shattered into pieces.
经过仔细考察，他们看到，即使把车扶正过来，也没法再乘上它旅行了。车轴破损得一塌糊涂，脱落的一只轮子，完全粉碎了。
The Rat knotted the horse’s reins over his back and took him by the head, carrying the bird cage and its hysterical occupant in the other hand.  ‘Come on!’ he said grimly to the Mole.  ‘It’s five or six miles to the nearest town, and we shall just have to walk it.  The sooner we make a start the better.’
河鼠把组绳拴在马背上，一手牵着马，一手提着鸟笼，带上笼里那只惊慌万状的鸟。“走！”他神情严肃地对鼹鼠说。“到最近的小镇，也有五六哩的路程，咱们只能靠脚走了。所以得趁早动身。”
‘But what about Toad?’ asked the Mole anxiously, as they set off together.  ‘We can’t leave him here, sitting in the middle of the road by himself, in the distracted state he’s in!  It’s not safe. Supposing another Thing were to come along?’
“可蟾蜍怎么办？”他俩双双上路时，鼹鼠不安地问。“瞧他那副神不守舍的样子，咱们总不能把他独自个儿撂在路当中吧！那太不安全了。万一又开过来一辆汽车怎么办？’”
‘O, BOTHER Toad,’ said the Rat savagely; ‘I’ve done with him!’
“哼，去他的！”河鼠怒冲冲地说，“我跟他一刀两断啦！”
They had not proceeded very far on their way, however, when there was a pattering of feet behind them, and Toad caught them up and thrust a paw inside the elbow of each of them; still breathing short and staring into vacancy.
可是，他们没走出多远，就听见后面吧嗒吧嗒的脚步声，原来是蟾蜍撵上来了。他把两只爪子一边一个，插进他俩的臂弯里，仍旧气喘吁吁，两眼发直，盯着空空的前方。
‘Now, look here, Toad!’ said the Rat sharply: ‘as soon as we get to the town, you’ll have to go straight to the police-station, and see if they know anything about that motor-car and who it belongs to, and lodge a complaint against it.  And then you’ll have to go to a blacksmith’s or a wheelwright’s and arrange for the cart to be fetched and mended and put to rights.  It’ll take time, but it’s not quite a hopeless smash.  Meanwhile, the Mole and I will go to an inn and find comfortable rooms where we can stay till the cart’s ready, and till your nerves have recovered their shock.’
“你听着，蟾蜍！”河鼠厉声说：“我们一到镇上，你就径直上警察局，问问他们知不知道那辆汽车，是谁的车，还要对他们提出起诉。然后，你得去找一家铁匠铺，或者修车铺，要他们把马车给修理好，这需要花一点时间，不过它还没坏到没法修理的程度。同时，鼹鼠和我就去旅馆，找几间舒适的房间住下，等车修好，也等你精神恢复过来再走。”
‘Police-station!  Complaint!’murmured Toad dreamily.  ‘Me COMPLAIN of that beautiful, that heavenly vision that has been vouchsafed me!  MEND THE CART!  I’ve done with carts for ever. I never want to see the cart, or to hear of it, again.  O, Ratty! You can’t think how obliged I am to you for consenting to come on this trip!  I wouldn’t have gone without you, and then I might never have seen that—that swan, that sunbeam, that thunderbolt! I might never have heard that entrancing sound, or smelt that bewitching smell!  I owe it all to you, my best of friends!’
“警察局！起诉！”蟾蜍梦吃般地喃喃道。“要我去控告那个美妙的恩典吗？修马车！我和马车永远永远拜拜啦！我再也不想见到马车，不想过问马车的事啦。鼠儿啊，你同意和我一块儿旅行，我真不知道怎样感谢你才好！因为你要不来，我就不会来，也就永远看不到——那只天鹅，那道阳光，那声雷鸣！永远听不到那种叫人醉心的声响，闻不到那股叫人着迷的气味了！这一切全亏了你呀，我最好的朋友！”
The Rat turned from him in despair.  ‘You see what it is?’ he said to the Mole, addressing him across Toad’s head:  ‘He’s quite hopeless.  I give it up—when we get to the town we’ll go to the railway station, and with luck we may pick up a train there that’ll get us back to riverbank to-night.  And if ever you catch me going a-pleasuring with this provoking animal again!’ He snorted, and during the rest of that weary trudge addressed his remarks exclusively to Mole.
河鼠无可奈何地掉转脸去。“瞧见了吗？” 他隔着蟾蜍的头对鼹鼠说：“他简直不可救药。算了，拉倒吧。等我们到了镇上，就去火车站，运气好的话，也许能赶上一趟火车，今晚就可以回到河岸。你瞧着吧，今后我再跟这个可恶的动物一块儿玩乐才怪！”他愤愤地哼了一下鼻子，随后，在这段沉闷乏味的跋涉途中，他只跟鼹鼠一个人搭话。

On reaching the town they went straight to the station and deposited Toad in the second-class waiting-room, giving a porter twopence to keep a strict eye on him.  They then left the horse at an inn stable, and gave what directions they could about the cart and its contents.  Eventually, a slow train having landed them at a station not very far from Toad Hall, they escorted the spell-bound, sleep-walking Toad to his door, put him inside it, and instructed his housekeeper to feed him, undress him, and put him to bed.  Then they got out their boat from the boat-house, sculled down the river home, and at a very late hour sat down to supper in their own cosy riverside parlour, to the Rat’s great joy and contentment.
一到镇上，他们直奔火车站，把蟾蜍安置在二等候车室，花两便士托一位搬运工好好看住他。然后，他们把马寄存在一家旅店的马厩里，对那辆马车和里面的东西尽可能详尽地作了说明，并吩咐人看管。一列慢车，终于把他们载到离蟾宫不远的站上。他们把迷离恍惚如醉如痴的蟾蜍护送到家，吩咐管家弄点东西给他吃，帮他脱衣，照料他上床睡觉。然后，他们从船坞里划出自己的小船，划到河下游的家中，很晚很晚，才在自己那舒适的临河的客厅里坐下来吃晚饭。这时，河鼠才深深感到舒心快慰。
The following evening the Mole, who had risen late and taken things very easy all day, was sitting on the bank fishing, when the Rat, who had been looking up his friends and gossiping, came strolling along to find him.  ‘Heard the news?’ he said. ‘There’s nothing else being talked about, all along the river bank.  Toad went up to Town by an early train this morning.  And he has ordered a large and very expensive motor-car.’
第二天傍晚，迟迟起床并且闲散了一整天的鼹鼠，坐在河边钓鱼。河鼠拜访过几家朋友，和他们聊些闲话，这时，他溜达过来找上鼹鼠。“听到新闻了吗？”他说。“整条河上，都在谈论一件事。今天一早，蟾蜍就搭早车进城去了。他定购了一辆又大又豪华的汽车。”
Chapter 3 The Wild Wood
The Mole had long wanted to make the acquaintance of the Badger.  He seemed, by all accounts, to be such an important personage and, though rarely visible, to make his unseen influence felt by everybody about the place.  But whenever the Mole mentioned his wish to the Water Rat he always found himself put off.  ‘It’s all right,’ the Rat would say.  ‘Badger’ll turn up some day or other—he’s always turning up—and then I’ll introduce you.  The best of fellows!  But you must not only take him AS you find him, but WHEN you find him.’
鼹鼠早就想结识獾，各方面的消息都说，獾是个顶顶了不起的人物，虽然很少露面，却总让方圆一带所有的居民无形中都受到他的影响。可是每当鼹鼠向河鼠提到这个愿望，河鼠就推三阻四，总是说：“没问题，獾总有一天会来的——他经常出来——到那时我一定把你介绍给他，真是个顶呱呱的好人哪！不过你不能去找他，而是要在适当的时候遇上他。”
‘Couldn’t you ask him here dinner or something?’ said the Mole.
“能不能邀他来这里——吃顿便饭什么的？”鼹鼠问。
‘He wouldn’t come,’ replied the Rat simply.  ‘Badger hates Society, and invitations, and dinner, and all that sort of thing.’
“他不会来的，”河鼠简单地说。“獾最讨厌社交活动，请客吃饭一类的事。”
‘Well, then, supposing we go and call on HIM?’ suggested the Mole.
“那，要是咱们专门去拜访他呢？”鼹鼠提议。
‘O, I’m sure he wouldn’t like that at ALL,’ said the Rat, quite alarmed.  ‘He’s so very shy, he’d be sure to be offended. I’ve never even ventured to call on him at his own home myself, though I know him so well.  Besides, we can’t.  It’s quite out of the question, because he lives in the very middle of the Wild Wood.’
“那个，咳，我敢断定他绝不会喜欢的，”河鼠惊恐地说。“他这人很怕羞，那样做，一定会惹恼他的。连我自己都从没去他家拜访过，虽说我同他是老相识了。再说，咱们也去不了呀。这事根本办不到，因为他是住在野林的正中央。”
‘Well, supposing he does,’ said the Mole.  ‘You told me the Wild Wood was all right, you know.’
“那又怎么着？”鼹鼠说，“你不是说过，野林并没什么问题吗？”
‘O, I know, I know, so it is,’ replied the Rat evasively.  ‘But I think we won’t go there just now.  Not JUST yet.  It’s a long way, and he wouldn’t be at home at this time of year anyhow, and he’ll be coming along some day, if you’ll wait quietly.’
“嗯，是的，是的，是没什么问题，”河鼠躲躲闪闪地说。“不过我想，咱们现在还是不去的好，这会儿别去。路远着哩，况且，在这个季节，他也不在家。你只管安心等着，总有一天他会来的。”
The Mole had to be content with this.  But the Badger never came along, and every day brought its amusements, and it was not till summer was long over, and cold and frost and miry ways kept them much indoors, and the swollen river raced past outside their windows with a speed that mocked at boating of any sort or kind, that he found his thoughts dwelling again with much persistence on the solitary grey Badger, who lived his own life by himself, in his hole in the middle of the Wild Wood.
鼹鼠只好耐心等待，可是獾一直没来。他们每天都玩得很开心。夏天过去很久了，天气变冷，冰霜雨雪，泥泞的道路，使他俩长时间耽留在屋内。窗外湍急奔流而过的涨满的河水，也像在嘲笑，阻拦他们乘船出游。这时，鼹鼠才又一味惦念那只孤孤单单的灰獾，想到他在野林正中的洞穴内，独自一人过日子，多孤寂啊。
In the winter time the Rat slept a great deal, retiring early and rising late.  During his short day he sometimes scribbled poetry or did other small domestic jobs about the house; and, of course, there were always animals dropping in for a chat, and consequently there was a good deal of story-telling and comparing notes on the past summer and all its doings.
冬令时节，河鼠很贪睡，早早就上床，迟迟才起来。在短短的白天，他有时胡乱编些诗歌，或者在屋里干点零星家务事。当然，时不时总有些动物来串门聊天，因此，谈了不少有关春夏的趣闻轶事，互通消息和意见。
Such a rich chapter it had been, when one came to look back on it all!  With illustrations so numerous and so very highly coloured! The pageant of the river bank had marched steadily along, unfolding itself in scene-pictures that succeeded each other in stately procession.  Purple loosestrife arrived early, shaking luxuriant tangled locks along the edge of the mirror whence its own face laughed back at it.  Willow-herb, tender and wistful, like a pink sunset cloud, was not slow to follow.  Comfrey, the purple hand-in-hand with the white, crept forth to take its place in the line; and at last one morning the diffident and delaying dog-rose stepped delicately on the stage, and one knew, as if string-music had announced it in stately chords that strayed into a gavotte, that June at last was here.  One member of the company was still awaited; the shepherd-boy for the nymphs to woo, the knight for whom the ladies waited at the window, the prince that was to kiss the sleeping summer back to life and love.  But when meadow-sweet, debonair and odorous in amber jerkin, moved graciously to his place in the group, then the play was ready to begin.
当他们回顾夏天的一切时，就感到，那是多么绚丽多彩的一章啊！那里面有许多五色缤纷的插图。大河两岸，一支盛装的游行队伍在不停地庄严行进，展示出一场跟着一场富丽堂皇的景观。紫色的珍珠菜最先登场，抖开它那乱丝般丰美的秀发，垂挂在镜面般的河水边沿，镜中的脸，又冲它自己微笑。婀娜多姿的柳兰，犹如桃色的晚霞，紧跟着也上场了。雏菊，紫的和白的手牵着手，悄悄钻了上来，在队列中占取了一席地位。最后，在一个早晨，羞怯的野蔷薇姗姗来迟，轻盈地步上舞台。这时，就像弦乐以它辉煌的和弦转入一曲加沃特，向人们宣告，六月终于来到了。但是，戏班子里还缺一个角色没有到齐，那就是水仙女所追求的牧羊少年，闺秀们凭窗盼望的骑士，用亲吻唤醒沉睡的夏天的生命和爱情的王子。当身穿琥珀色紧身背心的笑靥菊，温文尔雅，芳香扑鼻，步履优美地登上舞台时，好戏就开场了。
And what a play it had been!  Drowsy animals, snug in their holes while wind and rain were battering at their doors, recalled still keen mornings, an hour before sunrise, when the white mist, as yet undispersed, clung closely along the surface of the water; then the shock of the early plunge, the scamper along the bank, and the radiant transformation of earth, air, and water, when suddenly the sun was with them again, and grey was gold and colour was born and sprang out of the earth once more.  They recalled the languorous siesta of hot mid-day, deep in green undergrowth, the sun striking through in tiny golden shafts and spots; the boating and bathing of the afternoon, the rambles along dusty lanes and through yellow cornfields; and the long, cool evening at last, when so many threads were gathered up, so many friendships rounded, and so many adventures planned for the morrow.  There was plenty to talk about on those short winter days when the animals found themselves round the fire; still, the Mole had a good deal of spare time on his hands, and so one afternoon, when the Rat in his arm-chair before the blaze was alternately dozing and trying over rhymes that wouldn’t fit, he formed the resolution to go out by himself and explore the Wild Wood, and perhaps strike up an acquaintance with Mr. Badger.
那是怎样的一出戏啊！当凄风冷雨拍打着门窗时，睡眼惺松的动物们安逸地躲在洞穴里，回想着日出前依旧凛冽的凌晨。那时，白蒙蒙的雾霭还没散去，紧紧地贴在水面。然后，灰色化成了金色，大地重又呈现出缤纷的色泽。动物们体验到早春下水的刺激，沿着河岸奔突跳跃的欢愉，感到大地、空气和水都变得光辉夺目。他们回想起夏日炎热的正午，在灌木丛的绿荫下昏昏然午睡，阳光透过浓荫，洒下小小的金色斑点；回想起午后的划船和游泳，沿着尘土飞扬的小径，穿越黄澄澄的田野，漫无目的地遨游；又回想起那长长的凉爽的黄昏，各路人马全都会齐，交流着友情，共同筹划明天新的历险。冬日的白昼是很短的，动物们围炉闲话时，可谈的话题多着哩。可是，鼹鼠还是有大量的空闲时间。于是，有一天下午，当河鼠坐在圈椅上，对着一炉熊熊的火，时而打盹，时而编些不成韵的诗，鼹鼠便暗下决心，独自出门去探访那座野林，说不定碰巧还能结识上獾先生哩。
It was a cold still afternoon with a hard steely sky overhead, when he slipped out of the warm parlour into the open air.  The country lay bare and entirely leafless around him, and he thought that he had never seen so far and so intimately into the insides of things as on that winter day when Nature was deep in her annual slumber and seemed to have kicked the clothes off. Copses, dells, quarries and all hidden places, which had been mysterious mines for exploration in leafy summer, now exposed themselves and their secrets pathetically, and seemed to ask him to overlook their shabby poverty for a while, till they could riot in rich masquerade as before, and trick and entice him with the old deceptions.  It was pitiful in a way, and yet cheering— even exhilarating.  He was glad that he liked the country undecorated, hard, and stripped of its finery.  He had got down to the bare bones of it, and they were fine and strong and simple.  He did not want the warm clover and the play of seeding grasses; the screens of quickset, the billowy drapery of beech and elm seemed best away; and with great cheerfulness of spirit he pushed on towards the Wild Wood, which lay before him low and threatening, like a black reef in some still southern sea.
那是一个寒冷静谧的下午，鼹鼠悄悄溜出暖融融的客厅，来到屋外。头顶上的天空如同纯钢似地发着青光。四周的旷野光秃秃，没有一片树叶。他觉得，他从来没有看得这样远，这样透彻。因为，大自然进入了她一年一度的酣睡，仿佛在睡梦中蹬掉了她全身的衣着。矮树林、小山谷、乱石坑，还有各种隐蔽的地方，在草木葱茏的夏天，曾是可供他探险的神秘莫测的宝地，现在却把它们自身和它们包藏的秘密裸露无遗，似乎在乞求他暂时忽视它们的破败贫瘠，直到来年再一次戴上它们花里胡哨的假面具，狂歌乱舞，用老一套的手法作弄他，瞒哄他。从某方面说是怪可怜的，可还是使他高兴，甚至使他兴奋。他喜欢这剥去了华丽衣妆不加修饰的质朴的原野。他能够深深地进入大地的裸露的筋骨，那是美好、强健、纯朴的。他不要那暖融融的苜蓿，不要那轻轻摇摆的结籽的青草。山楂树篱的屏风，山毛榉和榆树的绿浪翻滚的帷幕，最好离得远远的。他欢欢喜喜地朝着野林快步前进。野林正横亘在他前面，黑压压，怪吓人的，像隆起在平静的南海里的一排暗礁。
There was nothing to alarm him at first entry.  Twigs crackled under his feet, logs tripped him, funguses on stumps resembled caricatures, and startled him for the moment by their likeness to something familiar and far away; but that was all fun, and exciting.  It led him on, and he penetrated to where the light was less, and trees crouched nearer and nearer, and holes made ugly mouths at him on either side. Everything was very still now. The dusk advanced on him steadily, rapidly, gathering in behind and before; and the light seemed to be draining away like flood-water.
刚进野林时，并没有什么东西令他惊恐。枯枝在脚下断裂，噼啪作响，横倒的树干磕绊他的腿，树桩上长出的菌像漫画中的怪脸，乍看吓他一跳，因为它们酷似某种又熟悉又遥远的东西，可又怪有趣，使他兴奋不已。它们逗引他一步步往前走，进入了林中幽暗的深处。树越来越密，两边的洞穴，冲他张开丑陋的大口。前面后面，暮色迅速地逼拢来，包围了他；天光像落潮般地退走了。

Then the faces began.
就在这时，开始出现了各种鬼脸。
It was over his shoulder, and indistinctly, that he first thought he saw a face; a little evil wedge-shaped face, looking out at him from a hole.  When he turned and confronted it, the thing had vanished.
鬼睑出现在他肩后，他一开始模模糊糊觉得看到了一张面孔：一张歹毒的楔形小脸，从一个洞口向他窥望。他回过头来正对它看时，那东西却倏忽不见了。
He quickened his pace, telling himself cheerfully not to begin imagining things, or there would be simply no end to it.  He passed another hole, and another, and another; and then—yes!--no!--yes!  certainly a little narrow face, with hard eyes, had flashed up for an instant from a hole, and was gone.  He hesitated—braced himself up for an effort and strode on.  Then suddenly, and as if it had been so all the time, every hole, far and near, and there were hundreds of them, seemed to possess its face, coming and going rapidly, all fixing on him glances of malice and hatred: all hard-eyed and evil and sharp.
他加快了脚步，关照自己千万别胡思乱想，要不然，幻象就会没完没了。他走过一个又一个洞口。是的！——不是！——是的！肯定是有一张尖尖的小脸，一对恶狠狠的眼睛，在一个洞里闪了一下，又没了。他迟疑了一下，又壮着胆子，强打精神往前走。可是突然间，远远近近几百个洞里都钻出一张脸，忽而显现，忽而消失，所有的眼睛都凶狠、邪恶、锐利，一齐用恶毒、敌对的眼光盯住他。
If he could only get away from the holes in the banks, he thought, there would be no more faces.  He swung off the path and plunged into the untrodden places of the wood.
他想，要是能离开土坡上的那些洞穴，就不会再看到面孔了。他拐了一个弯，离开小径，朝林中沓无人迹的地方走去。
Then the whistling began.
接着，开始出现了哨音。
Very faint and shrill it was, and far behind him, when first he heard it; but somehow it made him hurry forward.  Then, still very faint and shrill, it sounded far ahead of him, and made him hesitate and want to go back.  As he halted in indecision it broke out on either side, and seemed to be caught up and passed on throughout the whole length of the wood to its farthest limit. They were up and alert and ready, evidently, whoever they were! And he—he was alone, and unarmed, and far from any help; and the night was closing in.
乍听到时，那声音很微弱，很尖细，在他身后很远很远的地方响起，不知怎的却促使他急急朝前赶。然后，仍旧很微弱很尖细的哨音，都在他前面很远很远的地方响起，使他踟蹰不前，想退回去。正当他犹豫不决站着不动时，哨音突然在他两侧响起来，像是一声接一声传递过去，穿过整座树林，直到最远的边缘。不管那是些什么东西，它们显然都警觉起来，准备好迎敌。可他却孤单一人，赤手空拳，孤立无援。而黑夜，已经迫近了。
Then the pattering began.
然后，他听到了啪嗒啪嗒的声音。
He thought it was only falling leaves at first, so slight and delicate was the sound of it.  Then as it grew it took a regular rhythm, and he knew it for nothing else but the pat-pat-pat of little feet still a very long way off.  Was it in front or behind?  It seemed to be first one, and then the other, then both.  It grew and it multiplied, till from every quarter as he listened anxiously, leaning this way and that, it seemed to be closing in on him.  As he stood still to hearken, a rabbit came running hard towards him through the trees.  He waited, expecting it to slacken pace, or to swerve from him into a different course.  Instead, the animal almost brushed him as it dashed past, his face set and hard, his eyes staring.  ‘Get out of this, you fool, get out!’ the Mole heard him mutter as he swung round a stump and disappeared down a friendly burrow.
起初，他以为那只不过是落叶声，因为声音很轻很细。后来，声音渐渐响了，而且发出一种有规律的节奏。他明白了，这不是别的，只能是小脚爪踩在地上发出的啪嗒声，不过声音离得还远。到底是在前面还是在后面？开头像在前面，过后又像在后面，再后来像前后都有。他焦虑不安地时而听听这边，时而听听那边，声音变得越来越响，越来越杂乱，从四面八方朝他逼拢。他站着不动，侧耳倾听。突然，一只兔子穿过树林朝他奔来。他等着，指望兔子放慢脚步，或者拐向别处。可是，兔子从他身边冲过，几乎擦到了他身上，他脸色阴沉，瞪着眼睛、“滚开，你这个笨蛋，滚！”兔子绕过一个树桩时，鼹鼠听到他这样咕噜了一声，然后便钻进邻近一个洞穴，不见了。
The pattering increased till it sounded like sudden hail on the dry leaf-carpet spread around him.  The whole wood seemed running now, running hard, hunting, chasing, closing in round something or— somebody?  In panic, he began to run too, aimlessly, he knew not whither.  He ran up against things, he fell over things and into things, he darted under things and dodged round things.  At last he took refuge in the deep dark hollow of an old beech tree, which offered shelter, concealment—perhaps even safety, but who could tell?  Anyhow, he was too tired to run any further, and could only snuggle down into the dry leaves which had drifted into the hollow and hope he was safe for a time.  And as he lay there panting and trembling, and listened to the whistlings and the patterings outside, he knew it at last, in all its fullness, that dread thing which other little dwellers in field and hedgerow had encountered here, and known as their darkest moment—that thing which the Rat had vainly tried to shield him from—the Terror of the Wild Wood!
脚步声越来越响，如同骤落的冰雹，打在他四周的枯枝败叶上。整座树林仿佛都在奔跑，拼命狂奔，追逐，四下里包抄围捕什么东西，也许是什么人？他惊恐万状，撒腿就跑，漫无目的不明方向地乱跑。他忽而撞上什么东西，忽而摔倒在什么东西上，忽而落到什么东西里，忽而从什么东西下面窜过，忽而又绕过什么东西。末了，他在一株老山毛榉树下一个深深的黑洞里找到了庇护所。这个洞给了他隐蔽藏身处——说不定还能给他安全，可谁又说得准呢？反正，他实在太累，再也跑不动了。他只能蜷缩在被风刮到洞里的枯叶里，希望能暂时避避难、他躺在那里，大口喘气，浑身哆嗦，听着外面的哨声和脚步声，他终于恍然大悟。原来，其他的田间和篱下的小动物最害怕见到的那种可怕的东西，河鼠曾煞费苦心防止他遇上的那种可怕的东西，就是——野林的恐怖！
Meantime the Rat, warm and comfortable, dozed by his fireside. His paper of half-finished verses slipped from his knee, his head fell back, his mouth opened, and he wandered by the verdant banks of dream-rivers.  Then a coal slipped, the fire crackled and sent up a spurt of flame, and he woke with a start.  Remembering what he had been engaged upon, he reached down to the floor for his verses, pored over them for a minute, and then looked round for the Mole to ask him if he knew a good rhyme for something or other.
这当儿，河鼠正暖和舒服地坐在炉边打盹儿。那页完成了一半的诗稿从膝上滑落下来，他头向后仰，嘴张着，正徜徉在梦河里碧草如茵的河岸。这时，一块煤骨碌下来，炉火噼啪一声，窜出一股火苗，把他惊醒了。他想起刚才在干什么，忙从地上捡起诗稿，冥思苦想了一阵，然后回过头来找鼹鼠，想向他请教一个恰当的韵脚什么的。
But the Mole was not there.
可鼹鼠不在。
He listened for a time.  The house seemed very quiet. Then he called ‘Moly!’ several times, and, receiving no answer, got up and went out into the hall.
他连喊了几声“鼹儿！”没人回答，他只得站起来，走到门厅里。
The Mole’s cap was missing from its accustomed peg.  His goloshes, which always lay by the umbrella-stand, were also gone.
鼹鼠惯常挂帽子的钩子上，不见了帽子。那双一向放在伞架旁的靴子，也不翼而飞。
The Rat left the house, and carefully examined the muddy surface of the ground outside, hoping to find the Mole’s tracks.  There they were, sure enough.  The goloshes were new, just bought for the winter, and the pimples on their soles were fresh and sharp. He could see the imprints of them in the mud, running along straight and purposeful, leading direct to the Wild Wood.
河鼠走出屋子，仔细观察泥泞的地面，希望找到鼹鼠的足迹。足迹找到了，没错。他的靴子是新买来准备过冬的，所以后跟上的小突起轮廓清晰。河鼠看到泥地上靴子的印痕，目的明确，径直奔野林的方向而去。
The Rat looked very grave, and stood in deep thought for a minute or two.  Then he re-entered the house, strapped a belt round his waist, shoved a brace of pistols into it, took up a stout cudgel that stood in a corner of the hall, and set off for the Wild Wood at a smart pace.
河鼠神情严肃，站着沉思了一两分钟。随后他转身进屋，将一根皮带系在腰间，往皮带上插几把手枪，又从大厅的一角抄起一根粗棒，撒腿朝野林走去。
It was already getting towards dusk when he reached the first fringe of trees and plunged without hesitation into the wood, looking anxiously on either side for any sign of his friend. Here and there wicked little faces popped out of holes, but vanished immediately at sight of the valorous animal, his pistols, and the great ugly cudgel in his grasp; and the whistling and pattering, which he had heard quite plainly on his first entry, died away and ceased, and all was very still.  He made his way manfully through the length of the wood, to its furthest edge; then, forsaking all paths, he set himself to traverse it, laboriously working over the whole ground, and all the time calling out cheerfully, ‘Moly, Moly, Moly!  Where are you?  It’s me—it’s old Rat!’
他走到林边的第一排树时，天色已经昏暗下来，他毫不犹豫地径直钻进树林，焦急地东张西望，看有没有朋友的踪迹。到处都有不怀好意的小脸，从洞口探头探脑向外张望，可一看到这位威风凛凛的动物，看到他的那排手枪，还有紧挨在他手里的凶神恶煞的大棒，就立刻隐没了。刚进林子时分明听到的哨声和脚步声也都消逝了，止息了，一切又都归于宁静。他果敢地穿过整座树林，一直走到尽头，然后，撇开所有的小径，横穿树林，仔细搜索整个林区，同时不停地大声呼叫：“鼹儿，鼹儿，鼹儿！你在哪？我来啦——鼠儿来啦！”
He had patiently hunted through the wood for an hour or more, when at last to his joy he heard a little answering cry.  Guiding himself by the sound, he made his way through the gathering darkness to the foot of an old beech tree, with a hole in it, and from out of the hole came a feeble voice, saying ‘Ratty!  Is that really you?’
他在树林里耐心搜索了大约一个多小时，末了，他听到一声细微的回答，不禁大喜。他循着声音的方向，穿过越来越浓的黑暗，来到一株老山毛榉树脚下。从树下的一个洞里，传出一个微弱的声音，说：“鼠儿！真的是你吗？”
The Rat crept into the hollow, and there he found the Mole, exhausted and still trembling.  ‘O Rat!’ he cried, ‘I’ve been so frightened, you can’t think!’
河鼠爬到洞里，找到了精疲力尽浑身发抖的鼹鼠。“哎呀，鼠啊！”他喊道，“可把我吓坏了，你简直想象不到！”
‘O, I quite understand,’ said the Rat soothingly.  ‘You shouldn’t really have gone and done it, Mole.  I did my best to keep you from it.  We river-bankers, we hardly ever come here by ourselves.  If we have to come, we come in couples, at least; then we’re generally all right.  Besides, there are a hundred things one has to know, which we understand all about and you don’t, as yet.  I mean passwords, and signs, and sayings which have power and effect, and plants you carry in your pocket, and verses you repeat, and dodges and tricks you practise; all simple enough when you know them, but they’ve got to be known if you’re small, or you’ll find yourself in trouble.  Of course if you were Badger or Otter, it would be quite another matter.’
“噢，我完全能理解，”河鼠抚慰他说。“你真的不该来，不该这么干，鼹鼠。我曾极力劝阻你的。我们河边动物从不单独上这儿来。要来的话，起码也得找个伴同行，才不会有问题。而且，来以前你必须学会上百种窍门儿，那些我们都懂，可你不懂。我指的是有效的口令、暗号、口诀，衣兜里还要带上装备，要反复背诵某些诗句，经常练习逃避方法和巧技。你学会了，就全都很简单。作为小动物，你必须学会这些，否则就会遇到麻烦。当然啰，假如你是獾或者是水獭，那就另当别论了。
‘Surely the brave Mr. Toad wouldn’t mind coming here by himself, would he?’ inquired the Mole.
“那，勇敢的蟾蜍先生，他该不怕独自来这里吧？”鼹鼠问。
‘Old Toad?’ said the Rat, laughing heartily.  ‘He wouldn’t show his face here alone, not for a whole hatful of golden guineas, Toad wouldn’t.’
“老蟾？”河鼠哈哈大笑。“他独自一个，才不会在这里露面哩，哪怕你给他整整一帽子的金币，他蟾蜍也不会来的。”
The Mole was greatly cheered by the sound of the Rat’s careless laughter, as well as by the sight of his stick and his gleaming pistols, and he stopped shivering and began to feel bolder and more himself again.
听到河鼠那爽朗的笑声，看到他手中的大棒和亮闪闪的手枪，鼹鼠大受鼓舞。他不再发抖，胆子也壮了，情绪也恢复了。
‘Now then,’ said the Rat presently, ‘we really must pull ourselves together and make a start for home while there’s still a little light left.  It will never do to spend the night here, you understand.  Too cold, for one thing.’
“现在，”河鼠当下说，“咱们真的必须打起精神，趁天还有一丝丝亮，赶回家去。在这儿过夜是万万不行的，你明白。至少是，太冷了。”
‘Dear Ratty,’ said the poor Mole, ‘I’m dreadfully sorry, but I’m simply dead beat and that’s a solid fact.  You MUST let me rest here a while longer, and get my strength back, if I’m to get home at all.’
“亲爱的鼠儿，”可怜的鼹鼠说，“实在对不起，可我真是累坏了，确确实实是累垮了。你得让我在这儿多歇会儿，恢复一下体力，才谈得到走回家去。”
‘O, all right,’ said the good-natured Rat, ‘rest away.  It’s pretty nearly pitch dark now, anyhow; and there ought to be a bit of a moon later.’
“那好，”和善的河鼠说，“那就歇着吧。反正天已差不多全黑了，待会儿，该有点月光了。”
So the Mole got well into the dry leaves and stretched himself out, and presently dropped off into sleep, though of a broken and troubled sort; while the Rat covered himself up, too, as best he might, for warmth, and lay patiently waiting, with a pistol in his paw.
于是鼹鼠深深钻进枯树叶，伸开四肢，不一会就睡着了，尽管睡得时断时续，惊悸不安。河鼠为了取暖，也尽量把身子捂得严实些，一只爪子握着手枪，躺着耐心等待。
When at last the Mole woke up, much refreshed and in his usual spirits, the Rat said, ‘Now then!  I’ll just take a look outside and see if everything’s quiet, and then we really must be off.’
鼹鼠终于醒来，精神好多了，恢复了平日的情绪。河鼠说：“好啦！我先去外面瞅瞅，看是不是平安无事，然后咱们真该开步走啦。”
He went to the entrance of their retreat and put his head out.  Then the Mole heard him saying quietly to himself, ‘Hullo! hullo!  here—is—a—go!’
河鼠来到洞口，探头向外望。鼹鼠听见他轻声自言自语说：“嗬，嗬，麻烦啦！”
‘What’s up, Ratty?’ asked the Mole.
“出什么事儿，鼠儿？”鼹鼠问。
‘SNOW is up,’ replied the Rat briefly; ‘or rather, DOWN. It’s snowing hard.’
“出雪啦，”河鼠简短地回答；“就是说，下雪啦。雪下得可冲哪。”
The Mole came and crouched beside him, and, looking out, saw the wood that had been so dreadful to him in quite a changed aspect. Holes, hollows, pools, pitfalls, and other black menaces to the wayfarer were vanishing fast, and a gleaming carpet of faery was springing up everywhere, that looked too delicate to be trodden upon by rough feet.  A fine powder filled the air and caressed the cheek with a tingle in its touch, and the black boles of the trees showed up in a light that seemed to come from below.
鼹鼠也钻出来，蹲在他身旁。他向外望去，只见那座曾经吓得他失魂落魄的树林，完全变了样。洞穴、坑洼、池塘、陷阱，以及其他一些恐吓过路人的东西，统统迅速消失了。一层晶莹闪光的仙毯，蒙盖了整个地面，这仙毯看上去太纤巧了，粗笨的脚都不忍往上踩。漫天飘洒着细细的粉末，碰到脸上，痒痒的，怪舒服。黝黑的树干，仿佛被一片来自地下的光照亮，显得清晰异常。
‘Well, well, it can’t be helped,’ said the Rat, after pondering. ‘We must make a start, and take our chance, I suppose.  The worst of it is, I don’t exactly know where we are.  And now this snow makes everything look so very different.’
“唉，唉，没办法，”河鼠想了一会说。“我看，咱们还是出发，碰碰运气吧。糟糕的是，我辨不清咱们的方位。这场雪，使一切都改了模样。”
It did indeed.  The Mole would not have known that it was the same wood.  However, they set out bravely, and took the line that seemed most promising, holding on to each other and pretending with invincible cheerfulness that they recognized an old friend in every fresh tree that grimly and silently greeted them, or saw openings, gaps, or paths with a familiar turn in them, in the monotony of white space and black tree-trunks that refused to vary.
确实如此。鼹鼠简直认不出，这就是原来那座树林了。不过，他们还是勇敢地上路了。他们选择了一条看似最有把握的路线，互相搀扶着，装出一副所向无敌的兴冲冲的样子，每遇见一株阴森沉默的新树，就认作是一位老相识，或者面对那白茫茫的一片雪野和千篇一律的黑色树干，都硬装作是看到了熟悉的空地、豁口或通道。
An hour or two later—they had lost all count of time—they pulled up, dispirited, weary, and hopelessly at sea, and sat down on a fallen tree-trunk to recover their breath and consider what was to be done.  They were aching with fatigue and bruised with tumbles; they had fallen into several holes and got wet through; the snow was getting so deep that they could hardly drag their little legs through it, and the trees were thicker and more like each other than ever.  There seemed to be no end to this wood, and no beginning, and no difference in it, and, worst of all, no way out.
约莫过了一两个钟头——他们已完全失去了时间概念——他们停了下来，又沮丧，又倦乏，又迷惘，在一根横倒的树干上坐了下来，喘口气，考虑下一步该怎么办。他们已累得浑身酸痛，摔得皮破血流；他们好几次掉进洞里，弄得浑身湿透。雪已经积得很厚很厚，小小的腿几乎拔不出来。树越来越稠密，也越来越难以区分。树林仿佛无边无际，没有尽头，也没有差别，最糟的是，没有一条走出树林的路。
‘We can’t sit here very long,’ said the Rat.  ‘We shall have to make another push for it, and do something or other.  The cold is too awful for anything, and the snow will soon be too deep for us to wade through.’  He peered about him and considered.  ‘Look here,’ he went on, ‘this is what occurs to me.  There’s a sort of dell down here in front of us, where the ground seems all hilly and humpy and hummocky.  We’ll make our way down into that, and try and find some sort of shelter, a cave or hole with a dry floor to it, out of the snow and the wind, and there we’ll have a good rest before we try again, for we’re both of us pretty dead beat.  Besides, the snow may leave off, or something may turn up.’
“咱们不能久坐，”河鼠说。“得再加把劲，采取点别的措施。天太冷了，雪很快就会积得更深，咱们趟不过去了。”他朝四周张望，想了一阵，接着说：“瞧，我想到这么一个办法：前面有一块谷地，那儿有许多小山包、小丘冈。咱们去那儿找一处隐蔽的地方，一个有干地面的洞穴什么的，避避风雪。咱们先在那儿好好休息一阵子，再想法走出树林。咱们都累得够呛了。再说，雪说不定会停下来，或者会出现什么别的情况。”
So once more they got on their feet, and struggled down into the dell, where they hunted about for a cave or some corner that was dry and a protection from the keen wind and the whirling snow. They were investigating one of the hummocky bits the Rat had spoken of, when suddenly the Mole tripped up and fell forward on his face with a squeal.
于是，他们又站起来，踉踉跄跄走下谷地，去寻找一个山洞，或者一个干燥的角落，可以抵挡刺骨的寒风和飞旋的雪。正当他们在察看河鼠提到的一个小山包时，鼹鼠突然尖叫一声，脸朝下摔了个嘴啃泥。
‘O my leg!’ he cried.  ‘O my poor shin!’ and he sat up on the snow and nursed his leg in both his front paws.
‘Poor old Mole!’ said the Rat kindly.
“哎哟，我的腿！”他喊道。“哎哟，我可怜的小腿！”他翻身坐在地上，用两只前爪抱住一条腿。
‘You don’t seem to be having much luck to-day, do you?  Let’s have a look at the leg.  Yes,’ he went on, going down on his knees to look, ‘you’ve cut your shin, sure enough.  Wait till I get at my handkerchief, and I’ll tie it up for you.’
“可怜的老鼹！”河鼠关切地说，“今儿个你好像不大走运，是不是？让我瞧瞧你的腿。”他双膝跪下来看。“是啊，你的小腿受伤了，没错。等等，让我找出手帕来给你包上。”
‘I must have tripped over a hidden branch or a stump,’ said the Mole miserably.  ‘O, my! O, my!’
“我一定是被一根埋在雪里的树枝或树桩绊倒了，”鼹鼠惨兮兮地说。“哎哟！哎哟！”
‘It’s a very clean cut,’ said the Rat, examining it again attentively.  ‘That was never done by a branch or a stump.  Looks as if it was made by a sharp edge of something in metal.  Funny!’ He pondered awhile, and examined the humps and slopes that surrounded them.
“伤口很整齐，”河鼠再一次仔细检查他的腿。“绝不会是树枝或树桩划破的。看起来倒像是被什么锋利的金属家伙划的。怪事！”他沉吟了一会，观察着周围一带的山包和坡地。
‘Well, never mind what done it,’ said the Mole, forgetting his grammar in his pain.  ‘It hurts just the same, whatever done it.’
“噢，管它是什么干的，”鼹鼠说，痛得连语法都顾不上了。“不管是什么划的，反正一样痛。”
But the Rat, after carefully tying up the leg with his handkerchief, had left him and was busy scraping in the snow.  He scratched and shovelled and explored, all four legs working busily, while the Mole waited impatiently, remarking at intervals, ‘O, COME on, Rat!’
可是，河鼠用手帕仔细包好他的伤腿后，就撂下他，忙着在雪里挖起来。他又刨又铲又掘，四只腿忙个不停，而鼹鼠在一旁不耐烦地等着，时不时插上一句：“唉，河鼠，算了吧！”
Suddenly the Rat cried ‘Hooray!’ and then ‘Hooray-oo-ray-oo-ray-oo-ray!’ and fell to executing a feeble jig in the snow.
突然，河鼠一声喊：“啊哈！”跟着又是一连串的“啊哈——啊哈——啊哈——啊哈！”他竟在雪地里跳起舞来。
‘What HAVE you found, Ratty?’ asked the Mole, still nursing his leg.
“鼠儿，你找到什么啦？”鼹鼠问，他还在抱着自己的腿。
‘Come and see!’ said the delighted Rat, as he jigged on.
“快来看哪！”心花怒放的河鼠说，一边还跳着舞。
The Mole hobbled up to the spot and had a good look.‘Well,’ he said at last, slowly, ‘I SEE it right enough.  Seen the same sort of thing before, lots of times.  Familiar object, I call it.  A door-scraper!  Well, what of it?  Why dance jigs around a door-scraper?’
鼹鼠一瘸一拐地走过去，看了又看。好半晌，他慢吞吞地说：“唔，我瞧得真真切切。这类东西以前也见过，见得多啦。我管它叫家常物品。只不过是一只大门口的刮泥器！有什么了不起？干吗围着一只刮泥器跳舞？”
‘But don’t you see what it MEANS, you—you dull-witted animal?’ cried the Rat impatiently.
“难道你还不明白这意味着什么吗？你呀，你这个呆瓜！”河鼠不耐烦地喊道。
‘Of course I see what it means,’ replied the Mole.  ‘It simply means that some VERY careless and forgetful person has left his door-scraper lying about in the middle of the Wild Wood, JUST where it’s SURE to trip EVERYBODY up.  Very thoughtless of him, I call it.  When I get home I shall go and complain about it to—to somebody or other, see if I don’t!’
“我当然明白啦，”鼹鼠回答说。“这只不过说明，有个粗心大意爱忘事的家伙，把自家门前的刮泥器丢在了野林中央，不偏不倚就扔在什么人都会给绊倒的地方。我说，这家伙也太缺德了。等我回到家时，我非向——向什么人——告他一状不可，等着瞧吧！”
‘O, dear! O, dear!’ cried the Rat, in despair at his obtuseness.  ‘Here, stop arguing and come and scrape!’  And he set to work again and made the snow fly in all directions around him.
“天哪！天哪！”看到鼹鼠这么迟钝不开窍，河鼠无可奈何地喊道。“好啦，别斗嘴了，快来和我一道刨吧！”他又动手干了起来，掘得四周雪粉飞溅。
After some further toil his efforts were rewarded, and a very shabby door-mat lay exposed to view.
又苦干了一阵子，他的努力终见成效，一块破旧的擦脚垫露了出来。
‘There, what did I tell you?’ exclaimed the Rat in great triumph.
“瞧．我说什么来着？”河鼠洋洋得意地欢呼起来。
‘Absolutely nothing whatever,’ replied the Mole, with perfect truthfulness.  ‘Well now,’ he went on, ‘you seem to have found another piece of domestic litter, done for and thrown away, and I suppose you’re perfectly happy.  Better go ahead and dance your jig round that if you’ve got to, and get it over, and then perhaps we can go on and not waste any more time over rubbish-heaps.  Can we EAT a doormat? or sleep under a door-mat?  Or sit on a door-mat and sledge home over the snow on it, you exasperating rodent?’
“什么也不是，”鼹鼠一本正经地说。“好吧，你像是又发现了一件家用杂物，用坏了被扔掉的，我想你一定开心得很。要是你想围着它跳舞，那就快跳，跳完咱们好赶路，不再为这些破烂垃圾浪费时间啦。一块擦脚垫，能当饭吃吗？能当毯子盖着睡觉吗？能当雪橇坐上滑回家吗？你这个叫人恼火的啮齿动物！”
‘Do—you—mean—to—say,’ cried the excited Rat, ‘that this door-mat doesn’t TELL you anything?’
“你当真认为，”兴奋的河鼠喊道，“这块擦脚垫不能说明任何问题吗？”
‘Really, Rat,’ said the Mole, quite pettishly, ‘I think we’d had enough of this folly.  Who ever heard of a door-mat TELLING anyone anything?  They simply don’t do it.  They are not that sort at all.  Door-mats know their place.’
“真是，河鼠，”鼹鼠烦躁地说，“我认为，这套荒唐游戏，咱们已经玩够了。谁又听说过，一块擦脚垫能说明什么问题？擦脚垫是不会说什么的。它们根本不是那种货色。擦脚垫懂得自己的身份。”
‘Now look here, you—you thick-headed beast,’ replied the Rat, really angry, ‘this must stop.  Not another word, but scrape—scrape and scratch and dig and hunt round, especially on the sides of the hummocks, if you want to sleep dry and warm to-night, for it’s our last chance!’
“你听着——你这个呆瓜，”河鼠回答说，他真的火了。“别再跟我来这一套！一句话也甭说，只管刨——刨，挖，掘，找，特别是在小山包四周找。要是你今晚想有个干干爽爽暖暖和和的地方睡上一觉，这就是最后的机会！”
The Rat attacked a snow-bank beside them with ardour, probing with his cudgel everywhere and then digging with fury; and the Mole scraped busily too, more to oblige the Rat than for any other reason, for his opinion was that his friend was getting light-headed.
河鼠冲他们身边的一处雪坡发起猛攻，用他的粗棒到处捅，又发疯似地挖着。鼹鼠也忙着刨起来，不为别的，只为讨好河鼠，因为他相信，他的朋友头脑有点发疯了。
Some ten minutes’ hard work, and the point of the Rat’s cudgel struck something that sounded hollow.  He worked till he could get a paw through and feel; then called the Mole to come and help him.  Hard at it went the two animals, till at last the result of their labours stood full in view of the astonished and hitherto incredulous Mole.
苦干了约十分钟光景，河鼠的棍棒敲到了什么东西，发出空洞的声音。又刨了一阵，可以伸进一只爪子去摸了。他叫鼹鼠过来帮忙。两只动物一齐努力，终于，他们的劳动成果赫然出现在眼前，把一直持怀疑态度的鼹鼠惊得目瞪口呆。
In the side of what had seemed to be a snow-bank stood a solid-looking little door, painted a dark green.  An iron bell-pull hung by the side, and below it, on a small brass plate, neatly engraved in square capital letters, they could read by the aid of moonlight MR. BADGER.
就在看去像是一个雪坡的旁边，立着一扇漆成墨绿色的坚实的小门。门边挂着铃绳的铁环，铃绳下有一块小小的黄铜牌子，牌子上，用工整的楷书清晰地刻着几个字，借着月光，可以辨认出是：獾先生
The Mole fell backwards on the snow from sheer surprise and delight.  ‘Rat!’ he cried in penitence, ‘you’re a wonder!  A real wonder, that’s what you are.  I see it all now!  You argued it out, step by step, in that wise head of yours, from the very moment that I fell and cut my shin, and you looked at the cut, and at once your majestic mind said to itself, “Door-scraper!” And then you turned to and found the very door-scraper that done it!  Did you stop there?  No.  Some people would have been quite satisfied; but not you.  Your intellect went on working.  “Let me only just find a door-mat,” says you to yourself, “and my theory is proved!”  And of course you found your door-mat. You’re so clever, I believe you could find anything you liked.  “Now,” says you, “that door exists, as plain as if I saw it.  There’s nothing else remains to be done but to find it!”  Well, I’ve read about that sort of thing in books, but I’ve never come across it before in real life.  You ought to go where you’ll be properly appreciated.  You’re simply wasted here, among us fellows.  If I only had your head, Ratty----‘
鼹鼠又惊又喜，仰面倒在了雪地上。“河鼠！”他懊悔地喊道，“你真了不起！你呀你，实在是了不起！现在我全明白了！打一开头，打从我摔伤了腿的那一刻起，你就用你那聪明的头脑，一步一步琢磨出个道理来。一看我的伤口，你那个顶刮刮的脑子马上就对自己说：‘是刮泥器划破的！’跟着你就去找，果然找到了那只刮泥器！你是不是就此打住呢？换了别人，就会满足了，可你不。你继续运用你的智慧。你对自己说：‘要是再找到一块擦脚垫，我的推理就得到了证实！’擦脚垫果然找到了。你太聪明了，我相信，凡是你想找到的，你都能找到。‘好啦，’你说，‘明摆着，这儿一定有一扇门，下面要做的，只是把门找出来就行啦！’嗯，这种事，我只在书本上读到过，在生活中可从没遇到过。你应该到那种能大显身手的地方去。呆在我们这伙人当中，你简直大材小用了。我要是有你那么一副头脑就好了。鼠儿——”
 ‘But as you haven’t,’ interrupted the Rat, rather unkindly, ‘I suppose you’re going to sit on the snow all night and TALK Get up at once and hang on to that bell-pull you see there, and ring hard, as hard as you can, while I hammer!’
“既然你没有，”河鼠毫不客气地打断他的话头，“那你是不是要通宵达旦坐在雪地里唠叨个没完？快起来，瞧见那根铃绳吗？使劲拉，有多大劲就使多大劲，我来砸门！”
While the Rat attacked the door with his stick, the Mole sprang up at the bell-pull, clutched it and swung there, both feet well off the ground, and from quite a long way off they could faintly hear a deep-toned bell respond.
在河鼠用他的棒子敲门时，鼹鼠一跃而起，一把抓住铃绳，两脚离地，整个身子吊在绳子上晃荡。老远老远，他们隐隐听到一阵低沉的铃声响了起来。
Chapter 4 Mr. Badger
THEY waited patiently for what seemed a very long time, stamping in the snow to keep their feet warm.  At last they heard the sound of slow shuffling footsteps approaching the door from the inside.  It seemed, as the Mole remarked to the Rat, like some one walking in carpet slippers that were too large for him and down at heel; which was intelligent of Mole, because that was exactly what it was.
他们耐着性子等，似乎等了很久很久，不住地在雪地上跺脚，好让脚暖和一点。末了，终于听到里面踢里趿拉的脚步声，缓缓由远而近，来到门边。这声音，正如鼹鼠对河鼠说的，像是有人趿着毡子拖鞋走路，鞋太大，而且破旧。鼹鼠很聪明，他说的丝毫不差，事实正是这样。
There was the noise of a bolt shot back, and the door opened a few inches, enough to show a long snout and a pair of sleepy blinking eyes.
里面响起了拉门栓的声音，门开了几吋宽的一条缝，刚够露出一只长长的嘴，一双睡意惺松并眨巴着的眼睛。’
‘Now, the VERY next time this happens,’ said a gruff and suspicious voice, ‘I shall be exceedingly angry.  Who is it THIS time, disturbing people on such a night?  Speak up!’
“哼，下回要是再碰上这事，”一个沙哑的怀疑的声音说，“我可真要生气了。这是谁呀？深更半夜，这种天气，吵醒别人的觉？说话呀！”
‘Oh, Badger,’ cried the Rat, ‘let us in, please. It’s me, Rat, and my friend Mole, and we’ve lost our way in the snow.’
‘What, Ratty, my dear little man!’ exclaimed the Badger, in quite a different voice.  “獾呀，”河鼠喊道，“求求你，让我们进去吧。是我呀，河鼠，还有我的朋友鼹鼠，我们两个在雪地里迷了路。”
‘Come along in, both of you, at once.  Why, you must be perished.  Well I never!  Lost in the snow!  And in the Wild Wood, too, and at this time of night!  But come in with you.’
“怎么，鼠儿，亲爱的小伙子！”獾喊道，整个换了个声调。“快进来，你们俩。哎呀，你们一定是冻坏了。真糟糕！在雪地里迷了路！而且是在深更半夜的野林里！快请进来吧。”
The two animals tumbled over each other in their eagerness to get inside, and heard the door shut behind them with great joy and relief.
两只动物急着要挤进门去，互相绊倒了，听到背后大门关上的声音，都感到无比快慰。
The Badger, who wore a long dressing-gown, and whose slippers were indeed very down at heel, carried a flat candlestick in his paw and had probably been on his way to bed when their summons sounded.  He looked kindly down on them and patted both their heads.  ‘This is not the sort of night for small animals to be out,’ he said paternally.  ‘I’m afraid you’ve been up to some of your pranks again, Ratty.  But come along; come into the kitchen. There’s a first-rate fire there, and supper and everything.’
獾穿着一件长长的晨衣，脚上趿的拖鞋，果然十分破旧。他爪子里擎着一个扁平的烛台，大概在他们敲门时，正要回卧室睡觉。他亲切地低头看着他们，拍拍他俩的脑袋。“这样的夜晚，不是小动物们该出门的时候，”他慈爱地说，“鼠儿，恐怕你又在玩什么鬼把戏了吧。跟我来，上厨房。那儿有一炉好火，还有晚餐，应有尽有。”
He shuffled on in front of them, carrying the light, and they followed him, nudging each other in an anticipating sort of way, down a long, gloomy, and, to tell the truth, decidedly shabby passage, into a sort of a central hall; out of which they could dimly see other long tunnel-like passages branching, passages mysterious and without apparent end.  But there were doors in the hall as well—stout oaken comfortable-looking doors.  One of these the Badger flung open, and at once they found themselves in all the glow and warmth of a large fire-lit kitchen.
獾举着蜡烛，踢里趿拉走在前面，他俩紧随在后，互相会心地触触胳臂肘，表示有好事将临，走进了一条长长的幽暗的破败不堪的过道，来到一间中央大厅模样的房间。从这里，可以看到另一些隧道，是树枝状分岔出去，显得幽深神秘，望不到尽头。不过大厅里也有许多门——厚重的橡木门，看起来很安逸。獾推开了其中的一扇门，霎时间，他们发现自己来到了一间炉火通红暖意融融的大厨房。
The floor was well-worn red brick, and on the wide hearth burnt a fire of logs, between two attractive chimney-corners tucked away in the wall, well out of any suspicion of draught.  A couple of high-backed settles, facing each other on either side of the fire, gave further sitting accommodations for the sociably disposed.  In the middle of the room stood a long table of plain boards placed on trestles, with benches down each side.  At one end of it, where an arm-chair stood pushed back, were spread the remains of the Badger’s plain but ample supper.  Rows of spotless plates winked from the shelves of the dresser at the far end of the room, and from the rafters overhead hung hams, bundles of dried herbs, nets of onions, and baskets of eggs.  It seemed a place where heroes could fitly feast after victory, where weary harvesters could line up in scores along the table and keep their Harvest Home with mirth and song, or where two or three friends of simple tastes could sit about as they pleased and eat and smoke and talk in comfort and contentment.  The ruddy brick floor smiled up at the smoky ceiling; the oaken settles, shiny with long wear, exchanged cheerful glances with each other; plates on the dresser grinned at pots on the shelf, and the merry firelight flickered and played over everything without distinction.
地板是红砖铺的，已经踩得很旧，宽大的壁炉里，燃着木柴，两副很可爱的炉边，深深固定在墙里，冷风绝不会倒刮进来。壁炉两边，面对面摆着一对高背长凳，是专为喜好围炉长谈的客人准备的。厨房正中，立着一张架在支架上不曾上漆的木板长桌，两边摆着长凳。餐桌的一端，一张扶手椅已推回原位，桌上还摊着獾先生吃剩的晚餐，饭菜平常，但很丰盛。厨房的一端，柜橱上摆着一摞摞一尘不染的盘碟，冲人眨着眼；头上的椽子上面，吊挂着一只只火腿，一捆捆干菜，一兜兜葱头，一筐筐鸡蛋。这地方，很适合凯旋归来的英雄们欢聚饮宴；疲劳的庄稼汉好几十人围坐桌旁，开怀畅饮，放声高歌，来欢庆丰收；而富有雅兴的二三好友也可以随便坐坐，舒心惬意地吃喝、抽烟、聊天。赭红的砖地，朝着烟雾缭绕的天花板微笑；使用日久磨得锃亮的橡木长凳，愉快地互相对视；食橱上的盘碟，冲着碗架上的锅盆咧嘴大笑；而那炉欢畅的柴火，闪烁跳跃，把自己的光一视同仁地照亮了屋里所有的东西。
The kindly Badger thrust them down on a settle to toast themselves at the fire, and bade them remove their wet coats and boots.  Then he fetched them dressing-gowns and slippers, and himself bathed the Mole’s shin with warm water and mended the cut with sticking-plaster till the whole thing was just as good as new, if not better.  In the embracing light and warmth, warm and dry at last, with weary legs propped up in front of them, and a suggestive clink of plates being arranged on the table behind, it seemed to the storm-driven animals, now in safe anchorage, that the cold and trackless Wild Wood just left outside was miles and miles away, and all that they had suffered in it a half-forgotten dream.
和善的獾把他俩推到一张高背长凳上坐下，让他们向火，又叫他们脱下湿衣湿靴。他给他们拿来晨衣和拖鞋，并且亲自用温水给鼹鼠洗小腿，用胶布贴住伤口，直到小腿变得完好如初。在光和热的怀抱里，他们终于感到干爽暖和了。他们把疲乏的腿高高伸在前面，听着背后的餐桌上杯盘诱人的丁当声，这两只饱受暴风雪袭击的动物，现在稳坐在安全的避风港。他们刚刚摆脱的又冷又没出路的野林，仿佛已经离他们老远老远，他们遭受的种种磨难，似乎都成了一个几乎忘掉的梦。
When at last they were thoroughly toasted, the Badger summoned them to the table, where he had been busy laying a repast.  They had felt pretty hungry before, but when they actually saw at last the supper that was spread for them, really it seemed only a question of what they should attack first where all was so attractive, and whether the other things would obligingly wait for them till they had time to give them attention.  Conversation was impossible for a long time; and when it was slowly resumed, it was that regrettable sort of conversation that results from talking with your mouth full.  The Badger did not mind that sort of thing at all, nor did he take any notice of elbows on the table, or everybody speaking at once.  As he did not go into Society himself, he had got an idea that these things belonged to the things that didn’t really matter.  (We know of course that he was wrong, and took too narrow a view; because they do matter very much, though it would take too long to explain why.)  He sat in his arm-chair at the head of the table, and nodded gravely at intervals as the animals told their story; and he did not seem surprised or shocked at anything, and he never said, ‘I told you so,’ or, ‘Just what I always said,’ or remarked that they ought to have done so-and-so, or ought not to have done something else. The Mole began to feel very friendly towards him.
等他们完全烘干了，獾就请他们去餐桌吃饭，他已为他们备好了一顿美餐。他们早就饥肠辘辘了，可是看到晚饭真的摆在面前时，却不知从哪下手，因为样样食物都叫人馋涎欲滴，吃了这样，不知别样会不会乖乖地等着他们去光顾。好半晌，谈话是根本顾不上了。等到谈话慢慢开始时，又因为嘴里塞满了食物，说起话来也怪为难的。好在獾对这类事毫不介意，也不注意他们是否把胳臂肘撑在桌上，或者是不是几张嘴同时说话。他自己既不参与社交生活，也就形成了一个观念，认为这类事无足轻重。（当然，我们知道他的看法不对，太狭隘了；因为这类事还是必要的，不过要解释清楚为什么重要，太费时间了。）他坐在桌首一张扶手椅上，听两只动物谈他们的遭遇，不时严肃地点点头。不管他们讲什么，他都不露出诧异或震惊的神色，也从不说“我关照过你们”，或者“我一直都这么说的”，或者指出他们本该干什么，不该干什么。鼹鼠对他很抱好感。
When supper was really finished at last, and each animal felt that his skin was now as tight as was decently safe, and that by this time he didn’t care a hang for anybody or anything, they gathered round the glowing embers of the great wood fire, and thought how jolly it was to be sitting up SO late, and SO independent, and SO full; and after they had chatted for a time about things in general, the Badger said heartily, ‘Now then! tell us the news from your part of the world.  How’s old Toad going on?’
晚饭终于吃完了，每只动物现在都感到肚子饱饱的，又十分安全，不必惧怕任何人或任何事，于是他们围坐在红光熠熠的一大炉柴火余烬旁，心想，这么晚的时光，吃得这么饱，这么无拘无束地坐着，多么开心啊。他们泛泛地闲聊了一阵以后，獾便亲切地说： “好吧，给我说说你们那边的新闻吧。老蟾怎样啦？”
‘Oh, from bad to worse,’ said the Rat gravely, while the Mole, cocked up on a settle and basking in the firelight, his heels higher than his head, tried to look properly mournful.  ‘Another smash-up only last week, and a bad one.  You see, he will insist on driving himself, and he’s hopelessly incapable.  If he’d only employ a decent, steady, well-trained animal, pay him good wages, and leave everything to him, he’d get on all right.  But no; he’s convinced he’s a heaven-born driver, and nobody can teach him anything; and all the rest follows.’
“唉，越来越糟啦，”河鼠心情沉重地说。鼹鼠这时蜷缩在高背凳上，烤着火，把脚后跟翘得比头还高，也竭力做出悲伤的样子。“就在上星期，又出了一次车祸，而且撞得很重。你瞧，他硬要亲自开车，可他又特无能。要是雇一个正经、稳重、训练有素的动物为他开车，付给高薪，把一切交给他，那就什么问题也没有了。可他偏不，他自以为是个天生的、无师自通的好驾驶员，这么一来，车祸就接连不断了。”
‘How many has he had?’ inquired the Badger gloomily.
“有多少回？”獾阴郁地问。
‘Smashes, or machines?’ asked the Rat.  ‘Oh, well, after all, it’s the same thing—with Toad.  This is the seventh.  As for the others—you know that coach-house of his?  Well, it’s piled up—literally piled up to the roof—with fragments of motor-cars, none of them bigger than your hat!  That accounts for the other six—so far as they can be accounted for.’
“你是说——出的车祸，还是买的车？”河鼠问。“噢，对蟾蜍来说，反正都是一回事。这已是第七回了。至于另外的——你见过他那间车库吧？哼，全堆满了——半点也不夸张，一直堆到天花板——全是汽车碎片，没有一块有你的帽子大！这就是另外那六次的归宿——如果算得上是归宿。”
‘He’s been in hospital three times,’ put in the Mole; ‘and as for the fines he’s had to pay, it’s simply awful to think of.’
“他住医院就住过三次，”鼹鼠插嘴说；“至于他不得不付的罚款嘛，想起来都叫人害怕。”
‘Yes, and that’s part of the trouble,’ continued the Rat. ‘Toad’s rich, we all know; but he’s not a millionaire.  And he’s a hopelessly bad driver, and quite regardless of law and order. Killed or ruined— it’s got to be one of the two things, sooner or later.  Badger! we’re his friends—oughtn’t we to do something?’
“是啊，这是麻烦的一个方面，”河鼠接着说。“蟾蜍有钱，这我们都知道；可他并不是百万富翁呀。说到驾驶汽车的技术，他简直蹩脚透了，开起车来根本不顾法律和规则。他早晚不是送命就是破产——二者必居其一。獾呀！咱们是他的朋友，该不该拉他一把？”
The Badger went through a bit of hard thinking.  ‘Now look here!’ he said at last, rather severely; ‘of course you know I can’t do anything NOW?’
獾苦苦思索了一阵，最后他严肃地说：“是这样，你们当然知道，目前，我是爱莫能助呀！”
His two friends assented, quite understanding his point.  No animal, according to the rules of animal-etiquette, is ever expected to do anything strenuous, or heroic, or even moderately active during the off-season of winter.  All are sleepy—some actually asleep.  All are weather-bound, more or less; and all are resting from arduous days and nights, during which every muscle in them has been severely tested, and every energy kept at full stretch.
两位朋友都同意他的话，因为他们理解他的苦衷。按照动物界的规矩，在冬闲季节，不能指望任何动物去做任何费劲的或者英勇的举动，哪怕只是比较活跃的举动。所有的动物都昏昏欲睡，有的真的在睡。所有的动物，多多少少都由于气候的关系，呆在家里，闭门不出。在前一段时间，所有的动物全身的肌肉都绷得紧紧的，体力都耗费到极度。所以，经过前一段日日夜夜的辛勤劳动后，所有的动物都歇了下来。
‘Very well then!’ continued the Badger.  ‘BUT, when once the year has really turned, and the nights are shorter, and halfway through them one rouses and feels fidgety and wanting to be up and doing by sunrise, if not before—YOU know!----‘
“就这样吧！”獾说。“不过，等到新的一年开始，黑夜变短的时候，人到半夜就躺不住了，盼望天一亮就起来活动，到那时就可以——你们明白的！——”
Both animals nodded gravely.  THEY knew!
两只动物严肃地点点头。他们明白！
‘Well, THEN,’ went on the Badger, ‘we—that is, you and me and our friend the Mole here—we’ll take Toad seriously in hand. We’ll stand no nonsense whatever.  We’ll bring him back to reason, by force if need be.  We’ll MAKE him be a sensible Toad.  We’ll—you’re asleep, Rat!’
“好，到那时候，”獾接着说，“咱们——就是说，你和我，还有我们的朋友鼹鼠——咱们要对蟾蜍严加管束。不许他胡闹。要让他恢复理性，必要的话，要对他施行强制。咱们要使他变成一只明智的蟾蜍。咱们要——喂，河鼠，你睡着了！”
‘Not me!’ said the Rat, waking up with a jerk.
“没有的事！”河鼠猛地打了个哆嗦，醒来了。
‘He’s been asleep two or three times since supper,’ said the Mole, laughing.  He himself was feeling quite wakeful and even lively, though he didn’t know why.  The reason was, of course, that he being naturally an underground animal by birth and breeding, the situation of Badger’s house exactly suited him and made him feel at home; while the Rat, who slept every night in a bedroom the windows of which opened on a breezy river, naturally felt the atmosphere still and oppressive.
“打吃过晚饭，他都睡过两三次啦，”鼹鼠笑着说。他自己却挺清醒，甚至挺精神，虽然他也不明白为什么会这样。当然，这是因为，他原本就是一只地下生地下长的动物，獾的住宅的位置正合他心意，所以他感到舒适自在。而河鼠呢，他夜夜都睡在敞开窗户的卧室里，窗外就是一条微风习习的河，自然会觉得这里的空气静止而憋闷啰。
‘Well, it’s time we were all in bed,’ said the Badger, getting up and fetching flat candlesticks.  ‘Come along, you two, and I’ll show you your quarters.  And take your time tomorrow morning—breakfast at any hour you please!’
“好吧，是该上床睡觉的时候了，”獾说，起身拿起平底烛台。“你们二位跟我来，我领你们去你们的房间。明天早上不必急着起床——早餐时间任凭自便。”
He conducted the two animals to a long room that seemed half bedchamber and half loft.  The Badger’s winter stores, which indeed were visible everywhere, took up half the room—piles of apples, turnips, and potatoes, baskets full of nuts, and jars of honey; but the two little white beds on the remainder of the floor looked soft and inviting, and the linen on them, though coarse, was clean and smelt beautifully of lavender; and the Mole and the Water Rat, shaking off their garments in some thirty seconds, tumbled in between the sheets in great joy and contentment.
他领着两只动物来到一间长长的房间，一半像卧室，一半像贮藏室。獾的过冬贮备，确实随处可见，占据了半间屋——一堆堆的苹果、萝卜、土豆，一筐筐的干果，一罐罐的蜂蜜；可是另半间地板上，摆着两张洁白的小床，看上去很柔软很招人喜欢。床上铺着的被褥虽然粗糙，却很干净，闻着有股可爱的熏衣草香味。只用半分钟，鼹鼠和河鼠就甩掉身上的衣服，一骨碌钻进被子，感到无比快乐和满意。
In accordance with the kindly Badger’s injunctions, the two tired animals came down to breakfast very late next morning, and found a bright fire burning in the kitchen, and two young hedgehogs sitting on a bench at the table, eating oatmeal porridge out of wooden bowls.  The hedgehogs dropped their spoons, rose to their feet, and ducked their heads respectfully as the two entered.
遵照关怀备至的獾的嘱咐，两只困乏的动物第二天很晚才下楼去吃早饭。他们看到，炉里已经升起明灿灿的火，有两只小刺猬正坐在餐桌旁的板凳上，就着木碗吃麦片粥。一见他们进来，刺猬立刻放下匙子，站起来，恭恭敬敬向他们深鞠一躬。
‘There, sit down, sit down,’ said the Rat pleasantly, ‘and go on with your porridge.  Where have you youngsters come from?  Lost your way in the snow, I suppose?’
“行啦，坐下，坐下，”河鼠高兴地说，“接着吃你们的粥吧。你们两位小家伙是打哪来的？雪地里迷了路，是不是？”
‘Yes, please, sir,’ said the elder of the two hedgehogs respectfully.  ‘Me and little Billy here, we was trying to find our way to school— mother WOULD have us go, was the weather ever so—and of course we lost ourselves, sir, and Billy he got frightened and took and cried, being young and faint-hearted.  And at last we happened up against Mr. Badger’s back door, and made so bold as to knock, sir, for Mr. Badger he’s a kind-hearted gentleman, as everyone knows----‘
“是的，先生，”年纪大些的那只刺猬恭敬地说。“俺和这个小比利，正寻路去上学——妈非要我们去上学，说天气向来是这样——自然，我们迷了路，先生。比利他年纪小，胆儿小，他害怕，哭了。末末了，我们碰巧来到獾先生家的后门，就壮着胆子敲门，先生，因为谁都知道，獾先生他是一位好心肠的先生——”
‘I understand,’ said the Rat, cutting himself some rashers from a side of bacon, while the Mole dropped some eggs into a saucepan. ‘And what’s the weather like outside?  You needn’t “sir” me quite so much?’ he added.
“这我明白，”河鼠边说边给自己切下几片咸肉，同时，鼹鼠往平底锅里打下几只鸡蛋。“外面天气怎么样了？你不用老管我叫‘先生’‘先生’的。”河鼠又说。
‘O, terrible bad, sir, terrible deep the snow is,’ said the hedgehog. ‘No getting out for the likes of you gentlemen to-day.’
“噢，糟透了，先生，雪深得要命，”刺猬说。“像你们这样的大人先生，今儿个可出不了门儿。”
‘Where’s Mr. Badger?’ inquired the Mole, as he warmed the coffee-pot before the fire.
“獾先生上哪去了？”鼹鼠问，他正在炉火上温咖啡。
‘The master’s gone into his study, sir,’ replied the hedgehog, ‘and he said as how he was going to be particular busy this morning, and on no account was he to be disturbed.’
“老爷他上书房去了，先生，”刺猬回答说，“他说他今儿上午特忙，不要人打搅他。”
This explanation, of course, was thoroughly understood by every one present.  The fact is, as already set forth, when you live a life of intense activity for six months in the year, and of comparative or actual somnolence for the other six, during the latter period you cannot be continually pleading sleepiness when there are people about or things to be done.  The excuse gets monotonous.  The animals well knew that Badger, having eaten a hearty breakfast, had retired to his study and settled himself in an arm-chair with his legs up on another and a red cotton handkerchief over his face, and was being ‘busy’ in the usual way at this time of the year.
这个解释，在场的每一位自然都心领神会。事实上，就像我们前面提到过的，一年当中你有半年过着极度紧张活跃的生活，而另外半年处在半睡或全睡的状态，在后一段时间里，如果家里来了客人，或者有事需要办理，你总不好老是推说自己犯困吧。这样的解释说多了，会叫人厌烦。几只动物都明白，獾饱饱地吃过一顿早饭以后，回到书房，就会倒在一张扶手椅上，双腿架在另一张扶手椅上，脸上盖着条红手帕，忙他在这个季节照例要“忙”的事去了。
The front-door bell clanged loudly, and the Rat, who was very greasy with buttered toast, sent Billy, the smaller hedgehog, to see who it might be.  There was a sound of much stamping in the hall, and presently Billy returned in front of the Otter, who threw himself on the Rat with an embrace and a shout of affectionate greeting.
前门的门铃大响，河鼠正嚼着抹黄油的烤面包片，满嘴流油，就派那个小一点的刺猬比利去看是谁来了。厅里一阵跺脚声，比利回来了，后面跟着水獭。水獭扑到河鼠身上，搂住他，大声向他问好。
‘Get off!’ spluttered the Rat, with his mouth full.
“走开！”河鼠嘴里塞得满满的，忙不迭地乱喊。
‘Thought I should find you here all right,’ said the Otter cheerfully.  ‘They were all in a great state of alarm along River Bank when I arrived this morning.  Rat never been home all night—nor Mole either—something dreadful must have happened, they said; and the snow had covered up all your tracks, of course.  But I knew that when people were in any fix they mostly went to Badger, or else Badger got to know of it somehow, so I came straight off here, through the Wild Wood and the snow! My! it was fine, coming through the snow as the red sun was rising and showing against the black tree-trunks!  As you went along in the stillness, every now and then masses of snow slid off the branches suddenly with a flop! making you jump and run for cover.  Snow-castles and snow-caverns had sprung up out of nowhere in the night—and snow bridges, terraces, ramparts—I could have stayed and played with them for hours.  Here and there great branches had been torn away by the sheer weight of the snow, and robins perched and hopped on them in their perky conceited way, just as if they had done it themselves.  A ragged string of wild geese passed overhead, high on the grey sky, and a few rooks whirled over the trees, inspected, and flapped off homewards with a disgusted expression; but I met no sensible being to ask the news of.  About halfway across I came on a rabbit sitting on a stump, cleaning his silly face with his paws.  He was a pretty scared animal when I crept up behind him and placed a heavy forepaw on his shoulder.  I had to cuff his head once or twice to get any sense out of it at all.  At last I managed to extract from him that Mole had been seen in the Wild Wood last night by one of them.  It was the talk of the burrows, he said, how Mole, Mr. Rat’s particular friend, was in a bad fix; how he had lost his way, and “They” were up and out hunting, and were chivvying him round and round.  “Then why didn’t any of you DO something?” I asked.  “You mayn’t be blest with brains, but there are hundreds and hundreds of you, big, stout fellows, as fat as butter, and your burrows running in all directions, and you could have taken him in and made him safe and comfortable, or tried to, at all events.”  “What, US?” he merely said: “DO something? us rabbits?”  So I cuffed him again and left him. There was nothing else to be done.  At any rate, I had learnt something; and if I had had the luck to meet any of “Them” I’d have learnt something more—or THEY would.’
“我就知道，准能在这儿找到你们的，”水獭兴高采烈地说。“今天我一早去河边，那儿的人正惊慌万状哩。他们说，河鼠整宿没在家，鼹鼠也是——准是发生了什么可怕的事。自然，大雪把你们的脚印全盖上了。可我知道，人们遇到麻烦时，十有八九要来找獾，或者，獾也总会了解些情况，所以我就穿过野林，穿过雪地，直奔这儿来了。哎呀呀，天气可好啦！过雪地时，红太阳刚刚升起，照在黑黝黝的树干上。我在静悄悄的林子里走着，时不时，一大团雪从树枝上滑落下来，噗的一声，吓我一跳，赶忙跳开，找个地方躲起来。一夜之间，忽然冒出那么多的雪城、雪洞，还有雪桥、雪台和雪墙 ——要依我，真想跟它们一连玩上几个钟头。许多地方，粗大的树枝被积雪压断了，知更鸟在上面蹦蹦跳跳，神气活现，好像那是他们干的。一行大雁，串成一条零乱的线，在高高的灰色天空里掠过头顶。几只乌鸦在树梢上盘旋，巡视了一遭，又带着不屑一顾的神情，拍着翅膀飞回家去了。可我就是没遇上一只头脑清醒的动物。好向他打听消息。大约走过林子的一半时，我遇上一只兔子，坐在树桩上，正用爪子洗他那张傻里傻气的脸。我悄悄溜到他背后，把一只前爪重重地搭在他肩上，这下可把他吓掉了魂。我只好在他脑瓜上拍打两下，才使他稍稍清醒过来。我终于从他嘴里掏出话来，他说，他们有人昨夜在野林里瞅见鼹鼠来着。他说，兔子洞里，大伙儿都七嘴八舌议论，说河鼠的好朋友鼹鼠遇上麻烦啦。说他迷了路，他们全都出来追逐他，撵得他团团转。‘那他们干吗不帮他一手？’我问。‘老天爷也许没赏你们一副好脑子，可你们有成百成千，个个长得膘肥体壮，肥得像奶油，你们的洞穴四通八达，满可以领他进洞，让他安全舒适地住下，至少可以试一试嘛。’‘什么，我们？’他只是说，‘帮助他？我们这群兔子？’我只好又给了他一记耳光，扔下他走了。没有别的办法。不过我好歹还是从他那儿得到了一点消息。要是我当时再遇上一只兔子，说不定还能多打听到什么——起码还能多给他们一点教训。”
 ‘Weren’t you at all—er—nervous?’ asked the Mole, some of yesterday’s terror coming back to him at the mention of the Wild Wood.
“那你一丁点儿也不——呃——不紧张吗？”鼹鼠问。提起野林，昨天的恐怖又袭上心头。
‘Nervous?’  The Otter showed a gleaming set of strong white teeth as he laughed.  ‘I’d give ‘em nerves if any of them tried anything on with me.  Here, Mole, fry me some slices of ham, like the good little chap you are.  I’m frightfully hungry, and I’ve got any amount to say to Ratty here.  Haven’t seen him for an age.’
“紧张？”水獭大笑，露出一口闪亮坚实的白牙。“他们哪个敢碰我一碰，我就叫他吃不了兜着走！鼹鼠，好小伙，给我煎几片火腿吧，我可饿坏了。我还有许多话要跟河鼠讲。好久好久没见到他了。”
So the good-natured Mole, having cut some slices of ham, set the hedgehogs to fry it, and returned to his own breakfast, while the Otter and the Rat, their heads together, eagerly talked river-shop, which is long shop and talk that is endless, running on like the babbling river itself.
和气的鼹鼠切了几片火腿，吩咐刺猬去煎，自己又回来光顾他的早饭。水獭和河鼠两只脑袋凑在一堆，卿卿喳喳，起劲地谈着他们那条河上的老话，谈起来就像那滔滔不绝的河水，没有个尽头。
A plate of fried ham had just been cleared and sent back for more, when the Badger entered, yawning and rubbing his eyes, and greeted them all in his quiet, simple way, with kind enquiries for every one.  ‘It must be getting on for luncheon time,’ he remarked to the Otter.  ‘Better stop and have it with us.  You must be hungry, this cold morning.’
一盘煎火腿刚扫荡一空，盘子又送回去再添。这时獾进来了，打着呵欠，揉着眼睛，简单地向每个人问好。“到吃午饭的时候了，留下和我们一道吃吧。早晨这么冷，你准是饿了吧。”
‘Rather!’ replied the Otter, winking at the Mole.  ‘The sight of these greedy young hedgehogs stuffing themselves with fried ham makes me feel positively famished.’
“可不！”水獭回答，冲鼹鼠挤了挤眼。“看到两只馋嘴的小刺猬一个劲往肚里填煎火腿，真叫我饿得慌。”
The hedgehogs, who were just beginning to feel hungry again after their porridge, and after working so hard at their frying, looked timidly up at Mr. Badger, but were too shy to say anything.
两只刺猬，早上吃过麦片粥，就忙着煎炸，现在又觉得饿了。他们怯生生地抬头望着獾先生，不好意思开口。
‘Here, you two youngsters be off home to your mother,’ said the Badger kindly.  ‘I’ll send some one with you to show you the way. You won’t want any dinner to-day, I’ll be bound.’
“得啦，你们两个小家伙回去找妈妈吧，”獾慈祥地说。“我派人送送你们，给你们带路。我敢说，你们今天用不着吃午饭了。”
He gave them sixpence apiece and a pat on the head, and they went off with much respectful swinging of caps and touching of forelocks.
他给了他们每人一枚六便士铜钱，拍了拍他们的脑袋。他们必恭必敬挥着帽子，行着军礼，走了。
Presently they all sat down to luncheon together.  The Mole found himself placed next to Mr. Badger, and, as the other two were still deep in river-gossip from which nothing could divert them, he took the opportunity to tell Badger how comfortable and home-like it all felt to him.  ‘Once well underground,’ he said, ‘you know exactly where you are.  Nothing can happen to you, and nothing can get at you.  You’re entirely your own master, and you don’t have to consult anybody or mind what they say.  Things go on all the same overhead, and you let ‘em, and don’t bother about ‘em.  When you want to, up you go, and there the things are, waiting for you.’
跟着，他们都坐下来吃午饭。鼹鼠发现，他被安排挨着獾先生坐，而那两位还在一门心思聊他们的河边闲话，于是乘机对獾表示，他在这儿感到多么舒适，多么自在。“一旦回到地下，”他说，“你心里就踏实了，什么事也不会落在你头上，什么东西也不会扑到你身上。你完完全全成了自己的主人，不必跟什么人商量合计，也不必管他们说些什么。地面上一切照常，只管由它去，不必替它们操心。要是你乐意，你就上去，它们都在那儿等着你哪。”
The Badger simply beamed on him.  ‘That’s exactly what I say,’ he replied.  ‘There’s no security, or peace and tranquillity, except underground.  And then, if your ideas get larger and you want to expand—why, a dig and a scrape, and there you are!  If you feel your house is a bit too big, you stop up a hole or two, and there you are again!  No builders, no tradesmen, no remarks passed on you by fellows looking over your wall, and, above all, no WEATHER.  Look at Rat, now. A couple of feet of flood water, and he’s got to move into hired lodgings; uncomfortable, inconveniently situated, and horribly expensive.  Take Toad.  I say nothing against Toad Hall; quite the best house in these parts, AS a house.  But supposing a fire breaks out—where’s Toad?  Supposing tiles are blown off, or walls sink or crack, or windows get broken—where’s Toad?  Supposing the rooms are draughty—I HATE a draught myself—where’s Toad?  No, up and out of doors is good enough to roam about and get one’s living in; but underground to come back to at last—that’s my idea of HOME’
獾只冲他愉快地微微一笑。“这正是我要说的，”他回答。“除了在地下，哪儿也不会有安全，不会有太平和清静。再说，要是你的想法变了，需要扩充一下地盘，那么，只消挖一挖，掘一掘，就全齐啦！要是你嫌房子太大，就堵上一两眼洞，又都齐啦！没有建筑工人，没有小贩的吵闹，没有人爬在墙头窥探你的动静，指指点点，说三道四，尤其是，不会受天气的于扰。瞧瞧河鼠吧，河水上涨一两呎，他就得搬家，另租房子住，既不舒服，又不方便，租金还贵得吓人。再说蟾蜍吧。蟾官嘛，我倒没得说的，就房子来说，它在这一带是数一数二的，可万一起了火——蟾蜍上哪去？万一屋瓦给大风刮掉了，或者屋墙倒塌了，裂了缝，或者窗玻璃打破了——蟾蜍上哪去？要是屋里灌冷风——我是最讨厌冷风的——蟾蜍怎么办？不。上地面，到外面去游游逛逛，弄回些过日子的东西，固然不错，可最终还得回到地下来——这就是我对家的观念！”
The Mole assented heartily; and the Badger in consequence got very friendly with him.  ‘When lunch is over,’ he said, ‘I’ll take you all round this little place of mine.  I can see you’ll appreciate it.  You understand what domestic architecture ought to be, you do.’
鼹鼠打心眼儿里赞同他的看法，因此獾对他很有好感。“吃过午饭，”他说，“我领你各处转转，参观参观寒舍。你一定会喜欢这地方的。你懂得住宅建筑应该是个啥样子，你懂。”
After luncheon, accordingly, when the other two had settled themselves into the chimney-corner and had started a heated argument on the subject of EELS, the Badger lighted a lantern and bade the Mole follow him.  Crossing the hall, they passed down one of the principal tunnels, and the wavering light of the lantern gave glimpses on either side of rooms both large and small, some mere cupboards, others nearly as broad and imposing as Toad’s dining-hall.  A narrow passage at right angles led them into another corridor, and here the same thing was repeated.  The Mole was staggered at the size, the extent, the ramifications of it all; at the length of the dim passages, the solid vaultings of the crammed store-chambers, the masonry everywhere, the pillars, the arches, the pavements.  ‘How on earth, Badger,’ he said at last, ‘did you ever find time and strength to do all this?  It’s astonishing!’
午饭过后，当那两位坐到炉前，就鳝鱼这个话题激烈地争论起来时，獾便点起一盏灯笼，叫鼹鼠跟随他走。穿过大厅，他们来到一条主隧道。灯笼摇曳的光，隐隐照出两边大大小小的房间，有的只是些小储藏间，有的则宽大气派，有如蟾宫的宴会厅。一条垂直交叉的狭窄通道，把他们引向另一条长廊，这里，同样的情况重又出现。整个建筑规模庞大，枝杈纷繁，幽暗的通路很长很长，储藏室的穹顶很坚实，存满了各种东西。处处是泥水结构、廊柱、拱门、路面——一切一切，看得鼹鼠眼花缭乱。“我的天！”最后他说，“你怎么有时间精力干这许多事？实在令人惊讶！”
‘It WOULD be astonishing indeed,’ said the Badger simply, ‘if I HAD done it.  But as a matter of fact I did none of it—only cleaned out the passages and chambers, as far as I had need of them.  There’s lots more of it, all round about.  I see you don’t understand, and I must explain it to you.  Well, very long ago, on the spot where the Wild Wood waves now, before ever it had planted itself and grown up to what it now is, there was a city—a city of people, you know.  Here, where we are standing, they lived, and walked, and talked, and slept, and carried on their business.  Here they stabled their horses and feasted, from here they rode out to fight or drove out to trade.  They were a powerful people, and rich, and great builders.  They built to last, for they thought their city would last for ever.’
“如果这都是我干的，”獾淡淡地说，“那倒真是令人惊讶。可事实上，我什么也没干——我只不过依我的需要，清扫了通道和居室罢了。这类洞穴，周围一带还有多处。我知道，你听不明白，让我给你解释。事情是这样的：很久以前，就在这片野林覆盖的地面上，有过一座城池——人类的城池。他们就在我们站着的这地方居住，走路，睡觉，办事。他们在这里设马厩，摆宴席，从这里骑马出发去打仗，或者赶车去做生意。他们是个强大的民族，很富有，很善长建筑。他们盖的房屋经久耐用，因为他们以为，他们的城市是永存不灭的。
‘But what has become of them all?’ asked the Mole.
“那后来，他们全都怎么样了？”鼹鼠问。
‘Who can tell?’ said the Badger.  ‘People come—they stay for a while, they flourish, they build—and they go.  It is their way.  But we remain.  There were badgers here, I’ve been told, long before that same city ever came to be.  And now there are badgers here again.  We are an enduring lot, and we may move out for a time, but we wait, and are patient, and back we come.  And so it will ever be.’
“谁知道呢？”獾说。“人们来了，繁荣兴旺了一阵子，大兴土木——过后又离开了。他们照例总是这样来来去去。可我们始终留下不走。听说，在那座城池出现很久很久以前，这儿就有獾。如今呢，这儿还是有獾。我们是一批长住的动物。我们也许会迁出一段时间，可我们总是耐心等待，过后又迁回来了。永远是这样。”
‘Well, and when they went at last, those people?’ said the Mole.
“晤，那些人类终于离开以后又怎样呢？”鼹鼠问。
‘When they went,’ continued the Badger, ‘the strong winds and persistent rains took the matter in hand, patiently, ceaselessly, year after year.  Perhaps we badgers too, in our small way, helped a little—who knows?  It was all down, down, down, gradually—ruin and levelling and disappearance.  Then it was all up, up, up, gradually, as seeds grew to saplings, and saplings to forest trees, and bramble and fern came creeping in to help. Leaf-mould rose and obliterated, streams in their winter freshets brought sand and soil to clog and to cover, and in course of time our home was ready for us again, and we moved in.  Up above us, on the surface, the same thing happened.  Animals arrived, liked the look of the place, took up their quarters, settled down, spread, and flourished.  They didn’t bother themselves about the past—they never do; they’re too busy.  The place was a bit humpy and hillocky, naturally, and full of holes; but that was rather an advantage.  And they don’t bother about the future, either—the future when perhaps the people will move in again—for a time—as may very well be.  The Wild Wood is pretty well populated by now; with all the usual lot, good, bad, and indifferent—I name no names.  It takes all sorts to make a world.  But I fancy you know something about them yourself by this time.’
“他们离开以后，”獾接着说，“一年又一年，狂风暴雨不停地侵蚀这地方，我们獾说不定也推波助澜，谁知道呢？于是这城池就往下陷，陷，陷，一点一点地坍塌了，夷平了，消失了。然后，又一点一点往上长，长，长，种子长成树苗，树苗长成大树，荆棘和羊齿植物也来凑热闹。腐植土积厚了又流失了；冬天涨潮时溪流裹带着泥沙，淤积起来，覆盖了地面。久而久之，我们的家园又一次准备好了，于是我们搬了进来。在我们头上的地面上，同样的情况也在发生。各种动物来了，看上了这块地方，也安居下来，繁衍兴旺。动物们从不为过去的事操心，他们太忙了。这地方丘陵起伏，布满了洞穴；这倒也有好处。将来，说不定人类又会搬进来，住一段时间，这是很可能的事，不过动物们也不为将来的事操心。野林现在已经住满了动物，他们照例总是有好有坏，也有不好不坏的——我不提他们的名。世界原是由各色各样的生灵构成的嘛。我想，你现在对他们多少也有些了解吧。”
 ‘I do indeed,’ said the Mole, with a slight shiver.
“正是，”鼹鼠说，微微打了个寒颤。
‘Well, well,’ said the Badger, patting him on the shoulder, ‘it was your first experience of them, you see.  They’re not so bad really; and we must all live and let live.  But I’ll pass the word around to-morrow, and I think you’ll have no further trouble.  Any friend of MINE walks where he likes in this country, or I’ll know the reason why!’
When they got back to the kitchen again, they found the Rat walking up and down, very restless.  The underground atmosphere was oppressing him and getting on his nerves, and he seemed really to be afraid that the river would run away if he wasn’t there to look after it.  So he had his overcoat on, and his pistols thrust into his belt again.  ‘Come along, Mole,’ he said anxiously, as soon as he caught sight of them.  ‘We must get off while it’s daylight.  Don’t want to spend another night in the Wild Wood again.’
“得啦，得啦，”獾拍拍他的肩头说，“你这是头回接触他们。其实，他们也并不真那么坏；咱们活，也让别人活嘛。不过，我明天要给他们打个招呼，那样，你以后就不会再遇到麻烦了。在这个地区，但凡是我的朋友，都可以畅行无阻，要不然，我就要查明原因何在！”
 他们又回到厨房时，只见河鼠正焦躁不安地来回踱步。地下的空气压迫他，使他神经紧张，他像是真的担心，要是再不回去照看那条河，河就会跑掉似的。他穿上外套，把一排手枪插在腰带上。“来吧，鼹鼠，”他一见鼹鼠和獾，就急切地说，“咱们得趁白天的时光回去。不能在野林里再过一夜了。”
‘It’ll be all right, my fine fellow,’ said the Otter.  ‘I’m coming along with you, and I know every path blindfold; and if there’s a head that needs to be punched, you can confidently rely upon me to punch it.’
“这不成问题，亲爱的朋友，“水獭说。“我陪你们一道走。我就是蒙上眼睛，也认得出每一条路。要是有哪个家伙欠揍，看我不好好揍他一顿。”
‘You really needn’t fret, Ratty,’ added the Badger placidly.  ‘My passages run further than you think, and I’ve bolt-holes to the edge of the wood in several directions, though I don’t care for everybody to know about them.  When you really have to go, you shall leave by one of my short cuts.  Meantime, make yourself easy, and sit down again.’
“河鼠，你不必烦恼，”獾平静地说。“我的通道比你想象的要长得多。我还有许多避难孔，从几个方向通往树林的边缘，只是我不愿让外人知道就是了。你真要走的话，你们可以抄一条近道。眼下，尽管安下心来，再坐一会儿。”
The Rat was nevertheless still anxious to be off and attend to his river, so the Badger, taking up his lantern again, led the way along a damp and airless tunnel that wound and dipped, part vaulted, part hewn through solid rock, for a weary distance that seemed to be miles.  At last daylight began to show itself confusedly through tangled growth overhanging the mouth of the passage; and the Badger, bidding them a hasty good-bye, pushed them hurriedly through the opening, made everything look as natural as possible again, with creepers, brushwood, and dead leaves, and retreated.
然而，河鼠还是急着要回去照看他的河，于是獾又打起灯笼，在前面领路，穿过一条曲曲弯弯的隧道，洞里潮湿气闷，滴着水，一部分有穹顶，一部分是从坚硬的岩石里凿开的。走了很累人的一段长路，似乎有好几里长，末了，透过悬在隧道出口处杂乱的草木，终于看到了零碎的天光。獾向他们匆匆道了别，快快地把他们推出洞口，然后用藤蔓、断枝、枯叶把洞口隐蔽好，尽可能不露痕迹，就转身回去了。
They found themselves standing on the very edge of the Wild Wood.  Rocks and brambles and tree-roots behind them, confusedly heaped and tangled; in front, a great space of quiet fields, hemmed by lines of hedges black on the snow, and, far ahead, a glint of the familiar old river, while the wintry sun hung red and low on the horizon.  The Otter, as knowing all the paths, took charge of the party, and they trailed out on a bee-line for a distant stile. Pausing there a moment and looking back, they saw the whole mass of the Wild Wood, dense, menacing, compact, grimly set in vast white surroundings; simultaneously they turned and made swiftly for home, for firelight and the familiar things it played on, for the voice, sounding cheerily outside their window, of the river that they knew and trusted in all its moods, that never made them afraid with any amazement.
他们发现自己已站在野林的边边上。后面，岩石、荆棘、树根，杂乱无章地互相堆砌缠绕，前面，是一望无际的宁静的田野，被雪地衬得黑黝黝的一行行树篱，镶着田野的边。再往前，就见那条老河在闪闪发光，冬天的太阳红彤彤的，低悬在天边。水獭熟悉所有的小道，他负责带领他们走一条直线，来到远处的一个栅栏门。他们在那儿歇了歇脚，回头眺望，只见那座庞然大物的野林，密密层层，严严实实，阴阴森森，嵌在一望无际的白色原野当中，显得好怕人。他们不约而同掉转身来，急忙赶路回家，奔向炉火和火光映照下熟悉的东西，奔向窗外那条欢唱的河。他们熟悉那条河的种种脾性，他们信赖它，因为它绝不会做出使他们惊恐的怪异行径。
As he hurried along, eagerly anticipating the moment when he would be at home again among the things he knew and liked, the Mole saw clearly that he was an animal of tilled field and hedge-row, linked to the ploughed furrow, the frequented pasture, the lane of evening lingerings, the cultivated garden-plot.  For others the asperities, the stubborn endurance, or the clash of actual conflict, that went with Nature in the rough; he must be wise, must keep to the pleasant places in which his lines were laid and which held adventure enough, in their way, to last for a lifetime.
鼹鼠匆匆赶路，急切巴望着到家，回到他熟悉和喜爱的事物中去。这时，他才清楚地看到，他原是一只属于耕地和树篱的动物，与他息息相关的是犁沟，是他常来常往的牧场，是他在暮色留连忘返的树夹道，是人们培植的花园草坪。至于严酷的环境，顽强的忍受，或者同狂暴的大自然进行的货真价实的冲突较量，让别的动物去承受吧。他必须放聪明些，老老实实厮守着他的乐土。那是他祖祖辈辈繁衍生息的所在，那里也自有它的种种探险奇遇，足够他消遣解闷一辈子的了。
Chapter 5 Dulce Domum
The sheep ran huddling together against the hurdles, blowing out thin nostrils and stamping with delicate fore-feet, their heads thrown back and a light steam rising from the crowded sheep-pen into the frosty air, as the two animals hastened by in high spirits, with much chatter and laughter.  They were returning across country after a long day’s outing with Otter, hunting and exploring on the wide uplands where certain streams tributary to their own River had their first small beginnings; and the shades of the short winter day were closing in on them, and they had still some distance to go.  Plodding at random across the plough, they had heard the sheep and had made for them; and now, leading from the sheep-pen, they found a beaten track that made walking a lighter business, and responded, moreover, to that small inquiring something which all animals carry inside them, saying unmistakably, ‘Yes, quite right; THIS leads home!’
羊群紧紧挤在一起，薄薄的鼻孔喷着气，纤细的前蹄不停地跺着地面，仰着脑袋朝羊栏奔去。羊群里腾起一股蒸气，冉冉上升到寒冷的空气里。河鼠和鼹鼠边说边笑，兴冲冲地匆匆走过羊群。一整天。他们和水獭一道在广阔的高地上打猎探奇，那儿是注入他们那条大河的几条山洞的源头。现在他们正穿越田野往家走。冬天短短的白昼将尽，暮色向他们逼来，可他们离家还有相当的路程。他们正踉踉跄跄在耕地里乱走时，听到绵羊的哗哗声，就寻声走来。现在，他们看到从羊栏那边伸过来一条踩平的小道，路好走多了。而且，他们凭着所有的动物天生具有的那种嗅觉，准确地知道，“没错，这条路是通向家的！”
‘It looks as if we were coming to a village,’ said the Mole somewhat dubiously, slackening his pace, as the track, that had in time become a path and then had developed into a lane, now handed them over to the charge of a well-metalled road.  The animals did not hold with villages, and their own highways, thickly frequented as they were, took an independent course, regardless of church, post office, or public-house.
“看来，前面像是一个村庄，”鼹鼠放慢了脚步，疑疑惑惑地说。因为，那条被脚踩出来的小道，先是变成了一条小径，然后又扩大成一条树夹道，最后引他们走上了一条碎石子路。村庄不大合两只动物的口味，他们平时常常过往的公路，是另一股道，避开了教堂、邮局或酒店。
‘Oh, never mind!’ said the Rat.  ‘At this season of the year they’re all safe indoors by this time, sitting round the fire; men, women, and children, dogs and cats and all.  We shall slip through all right, without any bother or unpleasantness, and we can have a look at them through their windows if you like, and see what they’re doing.’
“噢，没关系，”河鼠说。“在这个季节，这个时辰，男人呀，女人呀，小孩呀，狗呀，猫呀，全都安安静静呆在家里烤火。咱们可以人不知鬼不觉地溜过去，不会惹事生非的。如果你愿意，咱们还可以从窗外偷瞧几眼，看看他们都在干什么。”
The rapid nightfall of mid-December had quite beset the little village as they approached it on soft feet over a first thin fall of powdery snow.  Little was visible but squares of a dusky orange-red on either side of the street, where the firelight or lamplight of each cottage overflowed through the casements into the dark world without.  Most of the low latticed windows were innocent of blinds, and to the lookers-in from outside, the inmates, gathered round the tea-table, absorbed in handiwork, or talking with laughter and gesture, had each that happy grace which is the last thing the skilled actor shall capture—the natural grace which goes with perfect unconsciousness of observation.  Moving at will from one theatre to another, the two spectators, so far from home themselves, had something of wistfulness in their eyes as they watched a cat being stroked, a sleepy child picked up and huddled off to bed, or a tired man stretch and knock out his pipe on the end of a smouldering log.
当他们迈着轻柔的脚步，踏着薄薄一层粉状的雪走进村庄时，十二月中旬迅速降临的黑夜已经笼罩了小小的村庄。除了街道两边昏暗的橘红色方块，几乎什么也看不见。透过那些窗子，每间农舍里的炉火光和灯光，涌流到外面黑洞洞的世界。这些低矮的格子窗，多半都不挂窗帘，屋里的人也不避讳窗外的看客。他们围坐在茶桌旁，一心一意在干手工活，或者挥动手臂大声说笑，人人都显得优雅自如，那正是技艺高超的演员所渴求达到的境界——丝毫没有意识到面对观众的一种自然境界。这两位远离自己家园的观众，随意从一家剧院看到另一家剧院。当他们看到一只猫被人抚摸，一个瞌睡的小孩被抱到床上，或者一个倦乏的男人伸懒腰，并在一段冒烟的木柴尾端磕打烟斗时，他们的眼睛里不由得露出某种渴望的神情。
But it was from one little window, with its blind drawn down, a mere blank transparency on the night, that the sense of home and the little curtained world within walls—the larger stressful world of outside Nature shut out and forgotten—most pulsated. Close against the white blind hung a bird-cage, clearly silhouetted, every wire, perch, and appurtenance distinct and recognisable, even to yesterday’s dull-edged lump of sugar.  On the middle perch the fluffy occupant, head tucked well into feathers, seemed so near to them as to be easily stroked, had they tried; even the delicate tips of his plumped-out plumage pencilled plainly on the illuminated screen.  As they looked, the sleepy little fellow stirred uneasily, woke, shook himself, and raised his head.  They could see the gape of his tiny beak as he yawned in a bored sort of way, looked round, and then settled his head into his back again, while the ruffled feathers gradually subsided into perfect stillness.  Then a gust of bitter wind took them in the back of the neck, a small sting of frozen sleet on the skin woke them as from a dream, and they knew their toes to be cold and their legs tired, and their own home distant a weary way.
然而，有一扇拉上窗帘的小窗，在黑暗里，只显出半透明的一方空白。只有在这里，家的感觉，斗室内帷帘低垂的小天地的感觉，把外面的自然界那个紧张的大世界关在门外并且遗忘掉的感觉，才最为强烈、紧靠白色的窗帘，挂着一只鸟笼，映出一个清晰的剪影。每根铁丝，每副栖架，每件附属物，甚至昨天的一块舐圆了角的方糖，都清晰可辨、栖在笼子中央一根栖架上的那个毛茸茸的鸟儿，把头深深地埋在羽翼里，显得离他们很近，仿佛伸手就能摸到似的。他那圆滚滚的羽毛身子，甚至那些细细的羽尖，都像在那块发光的屏上描出来的铅笔画。正当他俩看着，那只睡意沉沉的小东西不安地动了动，醒了，他抖抖羽毛，昂起头。在他懒洋洋地打呵欠时，他们能看到他细小的喙张得大大的，他向四周看了看，又把头埋进翅下，蓬松的羽毛渐渐收拢，静止不动了。这时，一阵凛冽的风刮进他俩的后脖子，冰冷的雨雪刺痛了他们的皮肤，他们仿佛从梦中惊醒，感到脚趾发冷，两腿酸累，这才意识到，他们离自己的家还有一段长长的跋涉。
Once beyond the village, where the cottages ceased abruptly, on either side of the road they could smell through the darkness the friendly fields again; and they braced themselves for the last long stretch, the home stretch, the stretch that we know is bound to end, some time, in the rattle of the door-latch, the sudden firelight, and the sight of familiar things greeting us as long-absent travellers from far over-sea.  They plodded along steadily and silently, each of them thinking his own thoughts. The Mole’s ran a good deal on supper, as it was pitch-dark, and it was all a strange country for him as far as he knew, and he was following obediently in the wake of the Rat, leaving the guidance entirely to him.  As for the Rat, he was walking a little way ahead, as his habit was, his shoulders humped, his eyes fixed on the straight grey road in front of him; so he did not notice poor Mole when suddenly the summons reached him, and took him like an electric shock.
一出村庄，茅屋立时就没有了。在道路两旁，他们又闻到友好的田地的气息，穿过黑暗向他们扑来。于是他们打起精神，走上最后一段征途。这是回家的路，这段路，他们知道早晚是有尽头的。那时，门闩咔嚓一响，眼前突然出现炉火，熟悉的事物像迎接久别归来的海外游子一样欢迎他们。他们坚定地走着，默默不语，各想各的心事。鼹鼠一心想着晚饭。天已经全黑了，四周都是陌生的田野，所以他只管乖乖地跟在河鼠后面，由着河鼠给他带路。河鼠呢，他照常走在前面，微微佝偻着双肩，两眼紧盯着前面那条笔直的灰色道路。因此，他没怎么顾到可怜的鼹鼠。就在这当儿，一声召唤，如同电击一般，突然触到了鼹鼠。
We others, who have long lost the more subtle of the physical senses, have not even proper terms to express an animal’s inter-communications with his surroundings, living or otherwise, and have only the word ‘smell,’ for instance, to include the whole range of delicate thrills which murmur in the nose of the animal night and day, summoning, warning? inciting, repelling.  It was one of these mysterious fairy calls from out the void that suddenly reached Mole in the darkness, making him tingle through and through with its very familiar appeal, even while yet he could not clearly remember what it was.  He stopped dead in his tracks, his nose searching hither and thither in its efforts to recapture the fine filament, the telegraphic current, that had so strongly moved him.  A moment, and he had caught it again; and with it this time came recollection in fullest flood.
我们人类，久已失去了较细微的生理感觉，甚至找不到恰当的词汇，来形容一只动物与他的环境——有生命的或无生命的——之间那种息息相通的交流关系。比如说，动物的鼻孔内日夜不停地发出嗡嗡作响的一整套细微的颤动，如呼唤、警告、挑逗、排拒等等，我们只会用一个“嗅”字来概括。此刻，正是这样一种来自虚空的神秘的仙气般的呼声，透过黑暗，传到了鼹鼠身上。它那十分熟悉的呼吁，刺激得鼹鼠浑身震颤，尽管他一时还记不起那究竟是什么。走着走着。他忽然定在那儿，用鼻子到处嗅，使劲去捕捉那根细丝，那束强烈地触动了他的电流。只一会，他就捉住它了，随之而来的是狂潮般涌上心头的回忆。
Home!  That was what they meant, those caressing appeals, those soft touches wafted through the air, those invisible little hands pulling and tugging, all one way!  Why, it must be quite close by him at that moment, his old home that he had hurriedly forsaken and never sought again, that day when he first found the river! And now it was sending out its scouts and its messengers to capture him and bring him in.  Since his escape on that bright morning he had hardly given it a thought, so absorbed had he been in his new life, in all its pleasures, its surprises, its fresh and captivating experiences.  Now, with a rush of old memories, how clearly it stood up before him, in the darkness!  Shabby indeed, and small and poorly furnished, and yet his, the home he had made for himself, the home he had been so happy to get back to after his day’s work.  And the home had been happy with him, too, evidently, and was missing him, and wanted him back, and was telling him so, through his nose, sorrowfully, reproachfully, but with no bitterness or anger; only with plaintive reminder that it was there, and wanted him.
家！这就是它们向他传递的信息！一连串亲切的吁求，一连串从空中飘来的轻柔的触摸。一只只无形的小手又拉又拽，全都朝着一个方向！啊，此刻，它一定就近在眼前，他的老家，自打他第一次发现大河，就匆匆离去，再也不曾返顾的家！现在，它派出了探子和信使，来寻访他，带他回来。自打那个明媚的早晨离家出走后，他就沉浸在新的生活里，享受这生活带给他的一切欢乐、异趣、引人入胜的新鲜体验；至于老家，他连想也不曾想过。现在，历历往事，一涌而上，老家便在黑暗中清晰地呈现在眼前。他的家尽管矮小简陋，陈设贫乏，却是属于他的，是他为自己建造的家园，是他在劳碌一天之后愉快地回归的家园。这个家，显然也喜欢他，思念他，盼他回来。家正在通过他的鼻子，悲切地、哀怨地向他诉说，并不愤控，并不恼怒，只是凄楚地提醒他：家就在这儿，它需要他。
The call was clear, the summons was plain.  He must obey it instantly, and go.  ‘Ratty!’ he called, full of joyful excitement, ‘hold on!  Come back!  I want you, quick!’
这呼声是清晰的，这召唤是明确的。他必须立即服从，回去。“鼠儿！”他满腔喜悦，兴奋地喊道，“停一下！回来！我需要你，快！”
‘Oh, COME along, Mole, do!’ replied the Rat cheerfully, still plodding along.
“噢，走吧，鼹鼠，快来呀！”河鼠兴冲冲地喊，仍旧不停脚地奋力朝前走。
‘PLEASE stop, Ratty!’ pleaded the poor Mole, in anguish of heart.  ‘You don’t understand!  It’s my home, my old home!  I’ve just come across the smell of it, and it’s close by here, really quite close.  And I MUST go to it, I must, I must!  Oh, come back, Ratty!  Please, please come back!’
“停一停吧，求求你啦，鼠儿！”可怜的鼹鼠苦苦哀求，他的心在作痛。“你不明白！这是我的家，我的老家！我刚刚闻到了它的气味，它就近在眼前，近极了。我一定得回去，一定，一定！回来吧，鼠儿，求求你，求求你啦！”
The Rat was by this time very far ahead, too far to hear clearly what the Mole was calling, too far to catch the sharp note of painful appeal in his voice.  And he was much taken up with the weather, for he too could smell something—something suspiciously like approaching snow.
这时河鼠已走在前面很远了，没听清鼹鼠在喊什么，也没听出鼹鼠的声音里那种苦苦哀求的尖厉的腔调。而且，他担心要变天，因为他也闻到了某种气味——他怀疑可能要下雪了。
‘Mole, we mustn’t stop now, really!’ he called back.  ‘We’ll come for it to-morrow, whatever it is you’ve found.  But I daren’t stop now— it’s late, and the snow’s coming on again, and I’m not sure of the way!  And I want your nose, Mole, so come on quick, there’s a good fellow!’  And the Rat pressed forward on his way without waiting for an answer.
“鼹鼠，咱们现在停不得，真的停不得！”他回头喊道。“不管你找到了什么，咱们明天再来瞧。可现在我不敢停下来——天已经晚了，马上又要下雪，这条路线我不太熟悉。鼹鼠，我需要依靠你的鼻子，所以，快来吧，好小伙！”河鼠不等鼹鼠回答，只顾闷头向前赶路。
Poor Mole stood alone in the road, his heart torn asunder, and a big sob gathering, gathering, somewhere low down inside him, to leap up to the surface presently, he knew, in passionate escape. But even under such a test as this his loyalty to his friend stood firm.  Never for a moment did he dream of abandoning him. Meanwhile, the wafts from his old home pleaded, whispered, conjured, and finally claimed him imperiously.  He dared not tarry longer within their magic circle.  With a wrench that tore his very heartstrings he set his face down the road and followed submissively in the track of the Rat, while faint, thin little smells, still dogging his retreating nose, reproached him for his new friendship and his callous forgetfulness.
可怜的鼹鼠独自站在路上，他的心都撕裂了。他感到，胸中有一大股伤心泪，正在聚积，胀满，马上就要涌上喉头，迸发出来。不过即便面临这样严峻的考验，他对朋友的忠诚仍毫不动摇，一刻儿也没想过要抛弃朋友。但同时，从他的老家发出的信息在乞求，在低声哺哺，在对他施放魔力，最后竟专横地勒令他绝对服从。他不敢在它的魔力圈内多耽留，猛地挣断了自己的心弦，下狠心把脸朝向前面的路，顺从地追随河鼠的足迹走去。虽然，那若隐若现的气味，仍旧附着在他那逐渐远去的鼻端，责怪他有了新朋友，忘了老朋友。
With an effort he caught up to the unsuspecting Rat, who began chattering cheerfully about what they would do when they got back, and how jolly a fire of logs in the parlour would be, and what a supper he meant to eat; never noticing his companion’s silence and distressful state of mind.  At last, however, when they had gone some considerable way further, and were passing some tree-stumps at the edge of a copse that bordered the road, he stopped and said kindly, ‘Look here, Mole old chap, you seem dead tired.  No talk left in you, and your feet dragging like lead.  We’ll sit down here for a minute and rest.  The snow has held off so far, and the best part of our journey is over.’
他费了好大劲才撵上河鼠。河鼠对他的隐情毫无觉察，只顾高高兴兴地跟他唠叨，讲他们回家后要干些啥。客厅里升起一炉柴火是多么惬意。晚饭要吃些什么。他一点没留心同伴的沉默和忧郁的神情。不过后来，当他们已经走了相当一段路，经过路旁矮树丛边的一些树桩时，他停下脚步，关切地说：“喂，鼹鼠，老伙计，你像是累坏了、一句话不说，你的腿像绑上了铅似的。咱们在这儿坐下歇会儿吧。好在雪到现在还没下，大半路程咱们已经走过了。”
The Mole subsided forlornly on a tree-stump and tried to control himself, for he felt it surely coming.  The sob he had fought with so long refused to be beaten.  Up and up, it forced its way to the air, and then another, and another, and others thick and fast; till poor Mole at last gave up the struggle, and cried freely and helplessly and openly, now that he knew it was all over and he had lost what he could hardly be said to have found.
鼹鼠凄凄惨惨地在一个树桩上坐下，竭力想控制自己的情绪，因为他觉得自己就要哭出来了。他一直苦苦挣扎，强压哭泣，可哭泣偏不听话，硬是一点一点往上冒，一声，又一声，跟着是紧锣密鼓的一连串，最后他只得不再挣扎，绝望地放声痛哭起来。因为他知道，他已经失去他几乎找到的东西，一切都完了。
The Rat, astonished and dismayed at the violence of Mole’s paroxysm of grief, did not dare to speak for a while.  At last he said, very quietly and sympathetically, ‘What is it, old fellow?  Whatever can be the matter?  Tell us your trouble, and let me see what I can do.’
河鼠被鼹鼠那突如其来的大悲恸惊呆了，一时竟不敢开口。末了，他非常安详而同情地说：“到底怎么回事，老伙计？把你的苦恼说给咱听听，看我能不能帮点忙。”
Poor Mole found it difficult to get any words out between the upheavals of his chest that followed one upon another so quickly and held back speech and choked it as it came.  ‘I know it’s a—shabby, dingy little place,’ he sobbed forth at last, brokenly: ‘not like— your cosy quarters—or Toad’s beautiful hall—or Badger’s great house—but it was my own little home—and I was fond of it—and I went away and forgot all about it—and then I smelt it suddenly—on the road, when I called and you wouldn’t listen, Rat—and everything came back to me with a rush—and I WANTED it!--O dear, O dear!--and when you WOULDN’T turn back, Ratty—and I had to leave it, though I was smelling it all the time—I thought my heart would break.—We might have just gone and had one look at it, Ratty—only one look—it was close by—but you wouldn’t turn back, Ratty, you wouldn’t turn back! O dear, O dear!’
可怜的鼹鼠简直说不出话来，他胸膛剧烈起伏，话到口中又给噎了回去。后来，他终于断断续续哽咽着说：“我知道，我的家是个——又穷又脏的小屋，比不上——你的住所那么舒适——比不上蟾宫那么美丽——也比不上獾的屋子那么宽大——可它毕竟是我自己的小家——我喜欢它——我离家以后，就把它忘得干干净净——可我忽然又闻到了它的气味——就在路上，在我喊你的时候，可你不理会——过去的一切像潮水似的涌上我心头——我需要它！——天哪！天哪！——你硬是不肯回头，河鼠——我只好丢下它，尽管我一直闻到它的气味——我的心都要碎了——其实咱们本可以回去瞅它一眼的，鼠儿——只瞅一眼就行——它就在附近——可你偏不肯回头，鼠儿，你不肯回头嘛！天哪！天哪！”
Recollection brought fresh waves of sorrow, and sobs again took full charge of him, preventing further speech.
回忆掀起了他新的悲伤狂涛，一阵猛烈的啜泣，噎得他说不下去了。
The Rat stared straight in front of him, saying nothing, only patting Mole gently on the shoulder.  After a time he muttered gloomily, ‘I see it all now!  What a PIG I have been!  A pig—that’s me!  Just a pig—a plain pig!’
河鼠直楞楞地盯着前面，一声不吭，只是轻轻地拍着鼹鼠的肩。过了一会，他沮丧地喃喃说：“现在我全明白了！我真是只猪！——一只猪——就是我！——不折不扣一只猪——地地道道一只猪！”
He waited till Mole’s sobs became gradually less stormy and more rhythmical; he waited till at last sniffs were frequent and sobs only intermittent.  Then he rose from his seat, and, remarking carelessly, ‘Well, now we’d really better be getting on, old chap!’ set off up the road again, over the toilsome way they had come.
河鼠等着，等到鼹鼠的哭泣逐渐缓和下来，不再是狂风暴雨，而变得多少有节奏了，等到鼹鼠只管抽鼻子，间或夹杂几声啜泣。这时，河鼠从树桩上站起来，若无其事地说：“好啦，老伙计，咱们现在动手干起来吧！”说着，他就朝他们辛辛苦苦走过来的原路走去。
‘Wherever are you (hic) going to (hic), Ratty?’ cried the tearful Mole, looking up in alarm.
“你上（嗝）哪去（嗝），鼠儿？”泪流满面的鼹鼠抬头望着他，惊叫道。
‘We’re going to find that home of yours, old fellow,’ replied the Rat pleasantly; ‘so you had better come along, for it will take some finding, and we shall want your nose.’
“老伙计，咱们去找你的那个家呀，”河鼠高兴地说，“你最好也一起来，找起来或许要费点劲，需要借助你的鼻子呀。”
‘Oh, come back, Ratty, do!’ cried the Mole, getting up and hurrying after him.  ‘It’s no good, I tell you!  It’s too late, and too dark, and the place is too far off, and the snow’s coming!  And—and I never meant to let you know I was feeling that way about it—it was all an accident and a mistake!  And think of River Bank, and your supper!’
“噢，回来，鼠儿，回来！”鼹鼠站起来追赶河鼠。“我跟你说，这没有用！太晚了，也太黑了，那地方太远，而且马上又要下雪！再说——我并不是有意让你知道我对它的那份感情——这纯粹是偶然的，是个错误！还是想想河岸，想想你的晚饭吧！”
‘Hang River Bank, and supper too!’ said the Rat heartily.  ‘I tell you, I’m going to find this place now, if I stay out all night.  So cheer up, old chap, and take my arm, and we’ll very soon be back there again.’
“什么河岸，什么晚饭，见鬼去吧！”河鼠诚心诚意地说。“我跟你说，我非去找你的家不可，哪怕在外面呆一整夜也在所不惜。老朋友，打起精神，挽着我的臂，咱们很快就会回到原地的。”
Still snuffling, pleading, and reluctant, Mole suffered himself to be dragged back along the road by his imperious companion, who by a flow of cheerful talk and anecdote endeavoured to beguile his spirits back and make the weary way seem shorter.  When at last it seemed to the Rat that they must be nearing that part of the road where the Mole had been ‘held up,’ he said, ‘Now, no more talking.  Business!  Use your nose, and give your mind to it.’
鼹鼠仍在抽鼻子，恳求，勉勉强强由着朋友把他强拽着往回走。河鼠一路滔滔不绝地给他讲故事，好提起他的情绪，使这段乏味的路程显得短些。后来，河鼠觉得他们似乎已经来到鼹鼠当初给“绊住”的地方，就说，“现在，别说话了，干正事！用你的鼻子，用你的心来找。”
They moved on in silence for some little way, when suddenly the Rat was conscious, through his arm that was linked in Mole’s, of a faint sort of electric thrill that was passing down that animal’s body.  Instantly he disengaged himself, fell back a pace, and waited, all attention.
他们默默地往前走了一小段路，突然，河鼠感到有一股微弱的电颤，通过鼹鼠的全身，从他挽着的胳臂传来。他立即抽出胳臂，往后退一步，全神贯注地等待着。
The signals were coming through! Mole stood a moment rigid, while his uplifted nose, quivering slightly, felt the air.
有一刻，鼹鼠僵直地站定不动，翘鼻子微微颤动，嗅着空气。
Then a short, quick run forward—a fault—a check—a try back; and then a slow, steady, confident advance.
然后，他向前急跑了几步——错了——止步——又试一次；然后，他慢慢地、坚定地、信心十足地向前走去。
The Rat, much excited, kept close to his heels as the Mole, with something of the air of a sleep-walker, crossed a dry ditch, scrambled through a hedge, and nosed his way over a field open and trackless and bare in the faint starlight.
河鼠特兴奋，亦步亦趋地紧跟在鼹鼠身后。鼹鼠像梦游者似的，在昏暗的星光下，跨过一条干涸的水沟，钻过一道树篱，用鼻子嗅着，横穿一片宽阔的、光秃秃没有路径的田野。
Suddenly, without giving warning, he dived; but the Rat was on the alert, and promptly followed him down the tunnel to which his unerring nose had faithfully led him.
猛地，没有作出任何警告，他一头钻到了地下。幸亏河鼠高度警觉，他立刻也跟着钻了下去，进到他那灵敏的鼻子嗅出的地道。
It was close and airless, and the earthy smell was strong, and it seemed a long time to Rat ere the passage ended and he could stand erect and stretch and shake himself.  The Mole struck a match, and by its light the Rat saw that they were standing in an open space, neatly swept and sanded underfoot, and directly facing them was Mole’s little front door, with ‘Mole End’ painted, in Gothic lettering, over the bell-pull at the side.
地道很狭窄，憋闷，有股刺鼻的土腥味。河鼠觉得他们走了很久很久，才走到尽头，他才能直起腰来，伸展四肢，抖抖身子。鼹鼠划着一根火柴，借着火光，河鼠看到他们站在一块空地上。地面扫得于干净净，铺了一层沙子，正对他们的是鼹鼠家的小小前门，门旁挂着铃索，门的上方，漆着三个黑体字：“鼹鼠居”。
Mole reached down a lantern from a nail on the wail and lit it, and the Rat, looking round him, saw that they were in a sort of fore-court.  A garden-seat stood on one side of the door, and on the other a roller; for the Mole, who was a tidy animal when at home, could not stand having his ground kicked up by other animals into little runs that ended in earth-heaps.  On the walls hung wire baskets with ferns in them, alternating with brackets carrying plaster statuary—Garibaldi, and the infant Samuel, and Queen Victoria, and other heroes of modern Italy.  Down on one side of the forecourt ran a skittle-alley, with benches along it and little wooden tables marked with rings that hinted at beer-mugs.  In the middle was a small round pond containing gold-fish and surrounded by a cockle-shell border.  Out of the centre of the pond rose a fanciful erection clothed in more cockle-shells and topped by a large silvered glass ball that reflected everything all wrong and had a very pleasing effect.
鼹鼠从墙上摘下一盏灯笼，点亮了，河鼠环顾四周，看到他们是在一个前庭里。门的一侧，摆着一张花园坐椅，另一侧，有个石磙子。这是因为，鼹鼠在家时爱好整洁，不喜欢别的动物把他的地面蹴出一道道足痕，踢成一个个小土堆。墙上，挂着几只金属丝篮子，插着些羊齿植物，花篮之间隔着些托架，上面摆着泥塑像——有加里波的，有年幼的萨缪尔，有维多利亚女王，还有其他意大利英雄们。在前庭的下首，有个九柱戏场，周围摆着条凳和小木桌，桌上印着一些圆圈，是摆啤酒杯的标志。庭院中央有个圆圆的小池塘，养着金鱼，四周镶着海扇贝壳砌的边。池塘中央，矗立着一座用海扇贝壳贴面的造型奇特的塔，塔顶是一只很大的银白色玻璃球，反照出来的东西全都走了样，怪滑稽的。
Mole’s face-beamed at the sight of all these objects so dear to him, and he hurried Rat through the door, lit a lamp in the hall, and took one glance round his old home.  He saw the dust lying thick on everything, saw the cheerless, deserted look of the long-neglected house, and its narrow, meagre dimensions, its worn and shabby contents—and collapsed again on a hall-chair, his nose to his paws.  ‘O Ratty!’ he cried dismally, ‘why ever did I do it?  Why did I bring you to this poor, cold little place, on a night like this, when you might have been at River Bank by this time, toasting your toes before a blazing fire, with all your own nice things about you!’
看到这些亲切的物件，鼹鼠的脸上绽开了愉快的笑意。他把河鼠推进大门，点着了厅里的一盏灯，匆匆扫了一眼他的旧居。他看到，所有的东西都积满了厚厚的一层灰尘，看到长久被他遗忘的屋子的凄凉景象，看到它的开间是那么狭小，室内陈设又是那么简陋陈旧，禁不住又沮丧起来，颓然瘫倒在椅子上，双爪捂住鼻子。“鼠儿啊！”他悲悲戚戚地哭道， “我为什么要这么干？为什么在这样寒冷的深夜，把你拉到这个穷酸冰冷的小屋里来！要不然，你这时已经回到河岸，对着熊熊的炉火烤脚，周边都是你的那些好东西！”
The Rat paid no heed to his doleful self-reproaches.  He was running here and there, opening doors, inspecting rooms and cupboards, and lighting lamps and candles and sticking them, up everywhere.  ‘What a capital little house this is!’ he called out cheerily.  ‘So compact!  So well planned!  Everything here and everything in its place!  We’ll make a jolly night of it.  The first thing we want is a good fire; I’ll see to that—I always know where to find things.  So this is the parlour?  Splendid! Your own idea, those little sleeping-bunks in the wall?  Capital! Now, I’ll fetch the wood and the coals, and you get a duster, Mole—you’ll find one in the drawer of the kitchen table—and try and smarten things up a bit.  Bustle about, old chap!’
河鼠没有理会他悲哀的自责，只顾跑来跑去奔忙着，把各扇门打开，察看各个房间和食品柜，点着许多盏灯和蜡烛，摆得满屋子都是。“真是一所顶呱呱的小屋！”他开心地大声说。“多紧凑啊！设计得多巧妙啊！什么都不缺，一切都井然有序！今晚咱俩会过得很愉快的。头一件事，是升起一炉好火，这我来办——找东西，我最拿手。看来，这就是客厅啰？太好了！安装在墙上的这些小卧榻，是你自己设计的吗？真棒！我这就去取木柴和煤，你呢，鼹鼠，去拿一把掸子——厨桌抽屉里就有一把——把灰尘掸掸干净。动手干起来吧，老伙计！”
Encouraged by his inspiriting companion, the Mole roused himself and dusted and polished with energy and heartiness, while the Rat, running to and fro with armfuls of fuel, soon had a cheerful blaze roaring up the chimney.  He hailed the Mole to come and warm himself; but Mole promptly had another fit of the blues, dropping down on a couch in dark despair and burying his face in his duster. 
同伴热情的激励，使鼹鼠大受鼓舞，他振作起来，认真努力地打扫擦拭。河鼠一趟又一趟抱来柴禾，不多会就升起一炉欢腾的火，火苗呼呼地直窜上烟囱。他招呼鼹鼠过来烤火取暖。可是鼹鼠忽然又忧愁起来，沮丧地跌坐在一张躺椅上，用掸子捂着脸。v
‘Rat,’ he moaned, ‘how about your supper, you poor, cold, hungry, weary animal?  I’ve nothing to give you—nothing—not a crumb!’
“鼠儿呀，”他呜咽道，“你的晚饭可怎么办？你这个又冷又饿又累的可怜的动物，我没有一点吃的招待你——连点面包屑都没有！”
‘What a fellow you are for giving in!’ said the Rat reproachfully.  ‘Why, only just now I saw a sardine-opener on the kitchen dresser, quite distinctly; and everybody knows that means there are sardines about somewhere in the neighbourhood.  Rouse yourself! pull yourself together, and come with me and forage.’
“你这个人哪，怎么这样灰溜溜！”河鼠责备他说。“你瞧。刚才我还清清楚楚看见橱柜上有把开沙丁鱼罐头的起子，既然有起子，还愁没有罐头？打起精神来，跟我一道去找。”
They went and foraged accordingly, hunting through every cupboard and turning out every drawer.  The result was not so very depressing after all, though of course it might have been better; a tin of sardines—a box of captain’s biscuits, nearly full—and a German sausage encased in silver paper.
他们于是翻橱倒柜，满屋子搜寻。结果虽不太令人满意，倒也不太叫人失望，果然找到一听沙丁鱼，差不多满满一盒饼干，一段包在银纸里的德国香肠。
‘There’s a banquet for you!’ observed the Rat, as he arranged the table.  ‘I know some animals who would give their ears to be sitting down to supper with us to-night!’
“够你开宴席的了！”河鼠一面摆饭桌，一面说。“我敢说，有些动物今晚要是能和我们一道吃晚饭，简直求之不得啦！”
‘No bread!’ groaned the Mole dolorously; ‘no butter, no----‘
“没有面包！”鼹鼠哭丧着脸呻吟道；“没有黄油，没有——”
‘No pate de foie gras, no champagne!’ continued the Rat, grinning.  ‘And that reminds me—what’s that little door at the end of the passage?  Your cellar, of course!  Every luxury in this house!  Just you wait a minute.’
“没有鹅肝酱，没有香摈酒！”河鼠撇着嘴嘲笑说。“我倒想起来了——过道尽头那扇小门里面是什么？当然是你的储藏室啰！你家的好东西全都在那儿藏着哪！你等着。”

He made for the cellar-door, and presently reappeared, somewhat dusty, with a bottle of beer in each paw and another under each arm, ‘Self-indulgent beggar you seem to be, Mole,’ he observed. ‘Deny yourself nothing.  This is really the jolliest little place I ever was in. Now, wherever did you pick up those prints?  Make the place look so home-like, they do.  No wonder you’re so fond of it, Mole.  Tell us all about it, and how you came to make it what it is.’
他走进储藏室，不多会儿又走出来，身上沾了点灰，两只爪子各握着一瓶啤酒，两腋下也各夹着瓶啤酒。“鼹鼠，看来你还是个挺会享受的美食家哩，”他评论说。“凡是好吃的，一样不少哇。这小屋比哪儿都叫人高兴。喂，这些画片，你打哪儿弄来的？挂上这些画，这小屋更显得像个家了。给咱说说，你是怎么把它布置成这个样儿？”
Then, while the Rat busied himself fetching plates, and knives and forks, and mustard which he mixed in an egg-cup, the Mole, his bosom still heaving with the stress of his recent emotion, related—somewhat shyly at first, but with more freedom as he warmed to his subject—how this was planned, and how that was thought out, and how this was got through a windfall from an aunt, and that was a wonderful find and a bargain, and this other thing was bought out of laborious savings and a certain amount of ‘going without.’  His spirits finally quite restored, he must needs go and caress his possessions, and take a lamp and show off their points to his visitor and expatiate on them, quite forgetful of the supper they both so much needed; Rat, who was desperately hungry but strove to conceal it, nodding seriously, examining with a puckered brow, and saying, ‘wonderful,’ and ‘most remarkable,’ at intervals, when the chance for an observation was given him.
在河鼠忙着拿盘碟刀叉，往蛋杯里调芥末时，鼹鼠还因为刚才的感情激动而胸膛起伏，他开始给河鼠讲起来，起先还有几分不好意思，后来越讲越带劲，无拘无束了。他告诉他，这个是怎样设计的，那个是怎样琢磨出来的，这个是从一位姑妈那儿意外得来的，那个是一项重大发现，买的便宜货，而这件东西是靠省吃俭用，辛苦攒钱买来的。说着说着，他的情绪好了起来，不由得用手去抚弄他的那些财物。他提着一盏灯，向客人详细介绍它们的特点，把他俩都急需的晚饭都给忘到脑后了。河鼠呢，尽管他饿极了，可还强装作若无其事的样于，认真地点着头，皱起眉头仔细端详，瞅空子就说“了不起”，“太棒了”。
At last the Rat succeeded in decoying him to the table, and had just got seriously to work with the sardine-opener when sounds were heard from the fore-court without—sounds like the scuffling of small feet in the gravel and a confused murmur of tiny voices, while broken sentences reached them—‘Now, all in a line—hold the lantern up a bit, Tommy—clear your throats first—no coughing after I say one, two, three.—Where’s young Bill?--Here, come on, do, we’re all a-waiting----‘
末了，河鼠终于把他哄回到饭桌旁，正要认真打开沙丁鱼罐头时，庭院里传来一阵声响——像是小脚丫儿在沙地上乱跺，还有小嗓门儿七嘴八舌在说话。有些话断断续续传到他们耳中—— “好，现在大家站成一排——托米，把灯笼举高点——先清清你们的嗓子——我喊一、二、三以后，就不许再咳嗽——小比尔在哪？快过来，我们都等着呐——”
‘What’s up?’ inquired the Rat, pausing in his labours.
“出什么事啦？”河鼠停下手里的活，问道。
‘I think it must be the field-mice,’ replied the Mole, with a touch of pride in his manner.  ‘They go round carol-singing regularly at this time of the year.  They’re quite an institution in these parts.  And they never pass me over—they come to Mole End last of all; and I used to give them hot drinks, and supper too sometimes, when I could afford it.  It will be like old times to hear them again.’
“准是田鼠们来了，“鼹鼠回答说，露出颇为得意的神色。“每年这个时节，他们照例要上各家串门唱圣诞歌，成了这一带的一种风尚。他们从不漏过我家——总是最后来到鼹鼠居。我总要请他们喝点热饮料，要是供得起，还请他们吃顿晚饭。听到他们唱圣诞歌，就像回到了过去的时光。”
‘Let’s have a look at them!’ cried the Rat, jumping up and running to the door.
“咱们瞧瞧去！”河鼠喊道，他跳起来，向门口跑去。
It was a pretty sight, and a seasonable one, that met their eyes when they flung the door open.  In the fore-court, lit by the dim rays of a horn lantern, some eight or ten little fieldmice stood in a semicircle, red worsted comforters round their throats, their fore-paws thrust deep into their pockets, their feet jigging for warmth. With bright beady eyes they glanced shyly at each other, sniggering a little, sniffing and applying coat-sleeves a good deal.  As the door opened, one of the elder ones that carried the lantern was just saying, ‘Now then, one, two, three!’ and forthwith their shrill little voices uprose on the air, singing one of the old-time carols that their forefathers composed in fields that were fallow and held by frost, or when snow-bound in chimney corners, and handed down to be sung in the miry street to lamp-lit windows at Yule-time.
他们一下子把门打开，眼前呈现出一幅美丽动人的节日景象。前庭里，在一盏牛角灯笼的幽光照耀下，八只或十只小田鼠排成半圆形站着，每人脖子上围着红色羊毛长围巾，前爪深深插进衣袋，脚丫子轻轻跺着地面保暖。珠子般的亮眼睛，腼腆地互视了一眼，窃笑了一声，抽了抽鼻子，又把衣袖拽了好一阵子。大门打开时，那个提灯笼的年纪大些的田鼠喊了声“预备——一、二、三！”跟着尖细的小嗓就一齐唱了起来，唱的是一首古老的圣诞歌。这首歌，是他们的祖辈们在冰霜覆盖的休耕地里，或者在大雪封门的炉边创作的，一代又一代传了下来。每逢圣诞节，田鼠们就站在泥泞的街道上，对着灯光明亮的窗子，唱这些圣诗。
CAROL
《圣诞颂歌》
Villagers all, this frosty tide, Let your doors swing open wide, Though wind may follow, and snow beside, Yet draw us in by your fire to bide; Joy shall be yours in the morning!
Here we stand in the cold and the sleet, Blowing fingers and stamping feet, Come from far away you to greet—You by the fire and we in the street—Bidding you joy in the morning!
For ere one half of the night was gone, Sudden a star has led us on, Raining bliss and benison—Bliss to-morrow and more anon, Joy for every morning!
Goodman Joseph toiled through the snow—Saw the star o’er a stable low; Mary she might not further go—Welcome thatch, and litter below!  Joy was hers in the morning!
And then they heard the angels tell ‘Who were the first to cry NOWELL?  Animals all, as it befell, In the stable where they did dwell! Joy shall be theirs in the morning!’
全村父老乡亲们，在这严寒时节，
大开你们的家门，
让我们在你炉边稍歇，
尽管风雪会趁虚而入，
明朝你们将得欢乐！
我们站在冰霜雨雪里，
呵着手指，跺着脚跟，
远道而来为你们祝福——
你们坐在火旁，我们站在街心——
祝愿你们明晨快乐！
因为午夜前的时光，
一颗星星指引我们前行，
天降福祉与好运——
明朝赐福，常年得福，
朝朝欢乐无穷尽！
善人约瑟在雪中跋涉——
遥见马厩上空星一颗；
玛丽亚无须再前行——
欢迎啊，茅屋，屋顶下的产床！
明晨她将得欢乐！
于是他们听到天使说：
“首先欢呼圣诞的谁？
是所有的动物，
因为他们栖身在马厩，
明晨欢乐将属于他们！”
The voices ceased, the singers, bashful but smiling, exchanged sidelong glances, and silence succeeded—but for a moment only. Then, from up above and far away, down the tunnel they had so lately travelled was borne to their ears in a faint musical hum the sound of distant bells ringing a joyful and clangorous peal.
歌声停止了，歌手们忸怩地微笑着，相互斜睨一眼，然后是一片寂静——但只一会儿。接着，由远远的地面上，通过他们来时经过的隧道，隐隐传来嗡嗡的钟声，丁丁当当，奏起了一首欢快的乐曲。
‘Very well sung, boys!’ cried the Rat heartily.  ‘And now come along in, all of you, and warm yourselves by the fire, and have something hot!’
“唱得太好了，孩子们！”河鼠热情地喊道。“都进屋来，烤烤火，暖和暖和，吃点热东西！”
‘Yes, come along, field-mice,’ cried the Mole eagerly.  ‘This is quite like old times!  Shut the door after you.  Pull up that settle to the fire.  Now, you just wait a minute, while we—O, Ratty!’ he cried in despair, plumping down on a seat, with tears impending.  ‘Whatever are we doing?  We’ve nothing to give them!’
“对，田鼠们，快进来，”鼹鼠忙喊道。“跟过去一个样！关上大门。把那条长凳挪到火边。现在，请稍候一下，等我们——唉，鼠儿！”他绝望地喊，颓然坐在椅子上，眼泪都快掉下来了。“咱们都干些什么呀？咱们没有东西请他们吃！”
‘You leave all that to me,’ said the masterful Rat.  ‘Here, you with the lantern!  Come over this way.  I want to talk to you. Now, tell me, are there any shops open at this hour of the night?’
“这个，就交给我吧，”主人气派十足的河鼠说。“喂，这位打灯笼的，你过来，我有话问你。告诉我，这个时辰，还有店铺开门吗？”
‘Why, certainly, sir,’ replied the field-mouse respectfully.  ‘At this time of the year our shops keep open to all sorts of hours.’
“当然，先生，”那只田鼠恭恭敬敬地回答。“每年这个季节，我们的店铺昼夜都开门。”
‘Then look here!’ said the Rat.  ‘You go off at once, you and your lantern, and you get me----‘
“那好！”河鼠说。“你马上打着灯笼去，给我买——”
Here much muttered conversation ensued, and the Mole only heard bits of it, such as—‘Fresh, mind!--no, a pound of that will do—see you get Buggins’s, for I won’t have any other—no, only the best—if you can’t get it there, try somewhere else—yes, of course, home-made, no tinned stuff—well then, do the best you can!’  Finally, there was a chink of coin passing from paw to paw, the field-mouse was provided with an ample basket for his purchases, and off he hurried, he and his lantern.
接着他俩又低声嘀咕了一阵，鼹鼠只零星听到几句，什么——“注意，要新鲜的！——不，一磅就够了——一定要伯金斯的出品，别家的我不要——不，只要最好的—— 那家要是没有，试试别家——对，当然是要家制的，不要罐头——好吧，尽力而为吧！”然后，只听得一串丁当声，一把硬币从一只爪子落进另一只爪子，又递给田鼠一只购物的大篮子，于是田鼠提着灯笼，飞快地出去了。
The rest of the field-mice, perched in a row on the settle, their small legs swinging, gave themselves up to enjoyment of the fire, and toasted their chilblains till they tingled; while the Mole, failing to draw them into easy conversation, plunged into family history and made each of them recite the names of his numerous brothers, who were too young, it appeared, to be allowed to go out a-carolling this year, but looked forward very shortly to winning the parental consent.
其余的田鼠，在条凳上坐成一排，小腿儿悬挂着，前后摆动，尽情享受炉火的温暖。他们在火上烤脚上的冻疮，直烤得刺痒痒的。鼹鼠想引着他们无拘无束地谈话，可没成功，就讲起家史来，要他们逐个儿报自己那许多弟弟的名字、看来，他们的弟弟因为年纪还小，今年还不让出门唱圣诞歌，不过也许不久就能获得父母的恩准。
The Rat, meanwhile, was busy examining the label on one of the beer-bottles.  ‘I perceive this to be Old Burton,’ he remarked approvingly. ‘SENSIBLE Mole!  The very thing!  Now we shall be able to mull some ale!  Get the things ready, Mole, while I draw the corks.’
这时，河鼠在忙着细看啤酒瓶上的商标。“看得出来，这是老伯顿牌的，”他赞许地评论说。“鼹鼠很识货呀！是地道货！现在我们可以用它来调热甜酒了！鼹鼠，准备好家什，我来拔瓶塞。”
It did not take long to prepare the brew and thrust the tin heater well into the red heart of the fire; and soon every field-mouse was sipping and coughing and choking (for a little mulled ale goes a long way) and wiping his eyes and laughing and forgetting he had ever been cold in all his life.
甜酒很快就调好了，于是把盛酒的锡壶深深插进红红的火焰里；不一会，每只田鼠都在啜着，咳着，呛着（因为一点点热甜酒劲头就够大的），又擦眼泪，又笑，忘记了他们这辈子曾经挨冻来着。
‘They act plays too, these fellows,’ the Mole explained to the Rat.  ‘Make them up all by themselves, and act them afterwards. And very well they do it, too!  They gave us a capital one last year, about a field-mouse who was captured at sea by a Barbary corsair, and made to row in a galley; and when he escaped and got home again, his lady-love had gone into a convent.  Here, YOU!  You were in it, I remember.  Get up and recite a bit.’
“这些小家伙还会演戏哩，”鼹鼠向河鼠介绍说。“戏全是由他们自编自演的。演得还真棒！去年，他们给我们演了一出精彩的戏，讲的是一只田鼠，在海上被北非的海盗船俘虏了，被迫在船舱里划桨。后来他逃了出来，回到家乡时，他心爱的姑娘却进了修道院。喂，你！你参加过演出的，我记得。站起来，给咱们朗诵一段台词吧。”
The field-mouse addressed got up on his legs, giggled shyly, looked round the room, and remained absolutely tongue-tied.  His comrades cheered him on, Mole coaxed and encouraged him, and the Rat went so far as to take him by the shoulders and shake him; but nothing could overcome his stage-fright.  They were all busily engaged on him like watermen applying the Royal Humane Society’s regulations to a case of long submersion, when the latch clicked, the door opened, and the field-mouse with the lantern reappeared, staggering under the weight of his basket.
那只被点名的田鼠站起来，害羞地格格笑着，朝四周扫了一眼，却张口结舌，一句也念不出。同伴们给他打气，鼹鼠哄他，鼓励他，河鼠甚至抓住他的肩膀一个劲摇晃，可什么都不管用，他硬是摆脱不了上场昏。他们围着他团团转，就像一帮子水手，按照皇家溺水者营救协会的规则，抢救一个长时间溺水的人那样。这时，门闩卡嗒一声，门开了，打灯笼的田鼠被沉甸甸的篮子压得趔趔趄趄，走了进来。
There was no more talk of play-acting once the very real and solid contents of the basket had been tumbled out on the table. Under the generalship of Rat, everybody was set to do something or to fetch something.  In a very few minutes supper was ready, and Mole, as he took the head of the table in a sort of a dream, saw a lately barren board set thick with savoury comforts; saw his little friends’ faces brighten and beam as they fell to without delay; and then let himself loose—for he was famished indeed—on the provender so magically provided, thinking what a happy home-coming this had turned out, after all.  As they ate, they talked of old times, and the field-mice gave him the local gossip up to date, and answered as well as they could the hundred questions he had to ask them.  The Rat said little or nothing, only taking care that each guest had what he wanted, and plenty of it, and that Mole had no trouble or anxiety about anything.
等到篮子里那些实实在在的东西一股脑倾倒在餐桌上时，演戏的事就再也没人提了。在河鼠的调度下，每只动物都动手去干某件事或取某件东西。不消几分钟，晚饭就准备停当。鼹鼠仿佛做梦似的，在餐桌主位坐定，看到刚才还是空荡荡的桌面，现在堆满了美味佳肴，看到他的小朋友们个个喜形于色，迫不及待地狼吞虎咽，他自己也放开肚皮大嚼那些魔术般变出来的食物。他心想，这次回家，想不到结果竟如此圆满。他们边吃边谈，说些往事。田鼠们告诉他最近的当地新闻，还尽力回答他提出的上百个问题。河鼠很少说话，只关照客人们各得所需，多多享用，好让鼹鼠一切不必操心。
They clattered off at last, very grateful and showering wishes of the season, with their jacket pockets stuffed with remembrances for the small brothers and sisters at home.  When the door had closed on the last of them and the chink of the lanterns had died away, Mole and Rat kicked the fire up, drew their chairs in, brewed themselves a last nightcap of mulled ale, and discussed the events of the long day.  At last the Rat, with a tremendous yawn, said, ‘Mole, old chap, I’m ready to drop.  Sleepy is simply not the word.  That your own bunk over on that side?  Very well, then, I’ll take this.  What a ripping little house this is! Everything so handy!’
最后，田鼠们卿卿喳喳，一迭连声地道谢，又祝贺主人节日愉快，告辞离去了，他们的衣兜里都塞满了纪念品，那是带给家里的小弟妹们的。等送走最后一位客人，大门关上，灯笼的叮咚声渐渐远去时，鼹鼠和河鼠把炉火拨旺，拉过椅子来，给自己热好睡前的最后一杯甜酒，就议论起这长长的一天里发生的事情。末了，河鼠打了个大大的呵欠，说，“鼹鼠，老朋友，我实在累得要死啦。‘瞌睡’这个词儿远远不够了。你自己的床在那边是吧？那我就睡这张床了。这小屋真是妙极了！什么都特方便顺手！”
He clambered into his bunk and rolled himself well up in the blankets, and slumber gathered him forthwith, as a swathe of barley is folded into the arms of the reaping machine.
河鼠爬进他的床铺，用毯子把自己紧紧裹住，立刻沉入了梦乡的怀抱，就像一行大麦落进了收割机的怀抱一样。
The weary Mole also was glad to turn in without delay, and soon had his head on his pillow, in great joy and contentment.  But ere he closed his eyes he let them wander round his old room, mellow in the glow of the firelight that played or rested on familiar and friendly things which had long been unconsciously a part of him, and now smilingly received him back, without rancour.  He was now in just the frame of mind that the tactful Rat had quietly worked to bring about in him.  He saw clearly how plain and simple—how narrow, even—it all was; but clearly, too, how much it all meant to him, and the special value of some such anchorage in one’s existence.  He did not at all want to abandon the new life and its splendid spaces, to turn his back on sun and air and all they offered him and creep home and stay there; the upper world was all too strong, it called to him still, even down there, and he knew he must return to the larger stage.  But it was good to think he had this to come back to; this place which was all his own, these things which were so glad to see him again and could always be counted upon for the same simple welcome.
倦乏的鼹鼠也巴不得快点睡觉，马上就把脑袋倒在枕头上，觉得非常舒心快意。不过在合眼之前，他还要环视一下自己的房间。在炉火的照耀下，这房间显得十分柔和温煦。火光闪烁，照亮了他所熟悉的友好的物件。这些东西早就不知不觉成了他的一部分，现在都在笑眯眯毫无怨言地欢迎他回来。他现在的心境，正是机敏的河鼠不声不响引他进入的那种状态。他清楚地看到，他的家是多么平凡简陋，多么狭小，可同时也清楚，它们对他有多么重要，在他的一生中，这样的一种避风港具有多么特殊的意义。他并不打算抛开新的生活和明朗的广阔天地，不打算离开阳光空气和它们赐予他的一切欢乐，爬到地下，呆在家里。地面世界的吸引力太强大了，就是在地下，也仍不断地召唤着他。他知道，他必须回到那个更大的舞台上去。不过，有这么个地方可以回归，总是件好事。这地方完全是属于他的，这些物件见到他总是欢天喜地，不管他什么时候回来，总会受到同样亲切的接待。
Chapter 6 Mr. Toad
It was a bright morning in the early part of summer; the river had resumed its wonted banks and its accustomed pace, and a hot sun seemed to be pulling everything green and bushy and spiky up out of the earth towards him, as if by strings.  The Mole and the Water Rat had been up since dawn, very busy on matters connected with boats and the opening of the boating season; painting and varnishing, mending paddles, repairing cushions, hunting for missing boat-hooks, and so on; and were finishing breakfast in their little parlour and eagerly discussing their plans for the day, when a heavy knock sounded at the door.
这是初夏的一个阳光灿烂的早晨。大河两岸已经重现原貌，河水恢复了通常的流速，暖烘烘的太阳，仿佛用无数根细绳，把万物从地下拔起，拽向他自己，使它们变得绿油油、郁葱葱、高 耸耸。鼹鼠和河鼠天一亮就起床，忙着为即将开始的游艇季节作准备，油漆船身啦，整理桨叶啦，修补坐垫啦，寻找丢失的带钩子的船篙啦，等等。他们正在客厅里吃早饭，热烈地讨论当天的计划，忽听得一声重重的敲门声。
‘Bother!’ said the Rat, all over egg.  ‘See who it is, Mole, like a good chap, since you’ve finished.’
“麻烦！”河鼠说，满嘴都是鸡蛋。“鼹鼠，好小伙，你已经吃完了，去看看是谁来了。”
The Mole went to attend the summons, and the Rat heard him utter a cry of surprise.  Then he flung the parlour door open, and announced with much importance, ‘Mr. Badger!’
鼹鼠起身去开门，河鼠听到他惊喜地喊了一声。随后，鼹鼠一下子打开客厅的门，郑重地宣布说：“獾先生驾到！”
This was a wonderful thing, indeed, that the Badger should pay a formal call on them, or indeed on anybody.  He generally had to be caught, if you wanted him badly, as he slipped quietly along a hedgerow of an early morning or a late evening, or else hunted up in his own house in the middle of the Wood, which was a serious undertaking.
这真是很不寻常，獾竟会亲自登门拜访他们，因为他是难得拜访任何人的。一般说，如果你急于见他，你就得在清晨或黄昏时趁他在树篱旁悄悄溜过时去遇他，或者到野林深处他家去找他，那可是件非同小可的事。
The Badger strode heavily into the room, and stood looking at the two animals with an expression full of seriousness.  The Rat let his egg-spoon fall on the table-cloth, and sat open-mouthed.
獾脚步重重地踱进屋，站着不动，神情严肃地望着两位朋友。河鼠手里的蛋勺不由得落在了桌布上，嘴巴张得大大的。
‘The hour has come!’ said the Badger at last with great solemnity.
“时辰到了！”獾庄严宣称。
‘What hour?’ asked the Rat uneasily, glancing at the clock on the mantelpiece.
“什么时辰？”河鼠瞟了一眼炉台上的钟，不安地问。
‘WHOSE hour, you should rather say,’ replied the Badger. ‘Why, Toad’s hour!  The hour of Toad!  I said I would take him in hand as soon as the winter was well over, and I’m going to take him in hand to-day!’
“你应该问，‘谁的时辰’，”獾答道。“当然，是蟾蜍的时辰！我说过，等冬天一过。我就要管教管教他，今天，我就是来管教他的。”
‘Toad’s hour, of course!’ cried the Mole delightedly. ‘Hooray! I remember now! WE’LL teach him to be a sensible Toad!’
“当然啰，是蟾蜍的时辰！”鼹鼠高兴地说。“乌拉！我想起来啦！咱们大伙是要去教训教训他，让他变得清醒点！”
‘This very morning,’ continued the Badger, taking an arm-chair, ‘as I learnt last night from a trustworthy source, another new and exceptionally powerful motor-car will arrive at Toad Hall on approval or return.  At this very moment, perhaps, Toad is busy arraying himself in those singularly hideous habiliments so dear to him, which transform him from a (comparatively) good-looking Toad into an Object which throws any decent-minded animal that comes across it into a violent fit.  We must be up and doing, ere it is too late.  You two animals will accompany me instantly to Toad Hall, and the work of rescue shall be accomplished.’
“昨晚我得到可靠的消息，”獾坐在一张扶手椅上，接着说，“说就在今天上午，又有一辆马力特大的新汽车，要开到蟾宫，由他选购，或者退货。说不定这会儿，蟾蜍已经在穿戴他心爱的那套其丑无比的服装了。本来还不难看的蟾蜍，穿上那身衣服，就成了个怪物，不管哪个头脑清醒的动物见到他，都会吓晕过去的。咱们得及早动手，要不就太迟了。你二位得陪我去一趟蟾宫，务必去拯救拯救蟾蜍。”
‘Right you are!’ cried the Rat, starting up.  ‘We’ll rescue the poor unhappy animal!  We’ll convert him!  He’ll be the most converted Toad that ever was before we’ve done with him!’
“说得对！”河鼠跳起来喊道。“咱们要去拯救那个可怜虫！咱们要帮他改邪归正！要把他变成最最规矩懂事的蟾蜍，不然的话，咱们就得跟他一刀两断！”
They set off up the road on their mission of mercy, Badger leading the way.  Animals when in company walk in a proper and sensible manner, in single file, instead of sprawling all across the road and being of no use or support to each other in case of sudden trouble or danger.
他们出发上路，去执行一项行善的任务，獾在前领路。动物们在结伴同行时，总是采取一种适当而合理的走法，就是排成竖行，而不是横跨整个路面。因为如果那样走，在突遇麻烦或危险时，就不便互相支援协助。
They reached the carriage-drive of Toad Hall to find, as the Badger had anticipated, a shiny new motor-car, of great size, painted a bright red (Toad’s favourite colour), standing in front of the house.  As they neared the door it was flung open, and Mr. Toad, arrayed in goggles, cap, gaiters, and enormous overcoat, came swaggering down the steps, drawing on his gauntleted gloves.
他们来到蟾宫的大车道时，果如獾所料，看到房前停着一辆闪光锃亮的汽车，大型号，漆成鲜红色（这是蟾蜍最喜欢的颜色）。他们走到门口时，大门猛地打开，里面走出蟾蜍先生。他戴着护目镜、便帽，穿着长统靴和一件又肥又大的外套，摇摇摆摆，神气活现地走下台阶，一边往手上戴他那副宽口的大手套。
‘Hullo! come on, you fellows!’ he cried cheerfully on catching sight of them.  ‘You’re just in time to come with me for a jolly—to come for a jolly—for a—er—jolly----‘
“嗨！伙计们，来呀！”一看到他们，蟾蜍就兴高采烈地喊道。“你们来得正是时候，跟我一道去痛快——痛快——呃——痛快——”
His hearty accents faltered and fell away as he noticed the stern unbending look on the countenances of his silent friends, and his invitation remained unfinished.
可是，看到几位朋友全都绷着脸，沉默不语，蟾蜍那热情洋溢的话变得结结巴巴，说不下去了，对他们的邀请也只说出一半。
The Badger strode up the steps.  ‘Take him inside,’ he said sternly to his companions.  Then, as Toad was hustled through the door, struggling and protesting, he turned to the chauffeur in charge of the new motor-car.
獾大步走上台阶。“把他弄进屋去，”他严肃地吩咐两位同伴说。蟾蜍一路挣扎，抗议，被推搡到门里。獾转身对驾驶新车的司机说：
‘I’m afraid you won’t be wanted to-day,’ he said.  ‘Mr. Toad has changed his mind.  He will not require the car.  Please understand that this is final.  You needn’t wait.’  Then he followed the others inside and shut the door.
“今天恐怕用不着你了，蟾蜍先生已经改变主意，不要这辆车了。请你明白，这是最后决定，你不用再等了。”说罢，他跟着那几个走进屋去，关上大门。
‘Now then!’ he said to the Toad, when the four of them stood together in the Hall, ‘first of all, take those ridiculous things off!’
当四只动物都站在过道里时，獾对蟾蜍说：“现在，你先把这身劳什子脱掉！”
‘Shan’t!’ replied Toad, with great spirit.  ‘What is the meaning of this gross outrage?  I demand an instant explanation.’
“就不！”蟾蜍怒冲冲地说。“这样蛮不讲理的干涉，什么意思？我要你们立刻解释清楚。”
‘Take them off him, then, you two,’ ordered the Badger briefly.
“那么，你们两个，替他脱！”獾简短地发布命令。
They had to lay Toad out on the floor, kicking and calling all sorts of names, before they could get to work properly.  Then the Rat sat on him, and the Mole got his motor-clothes off him bit by bit, and they stood him up on his legs again.  A good deal of his blustering spirit seemed to have evaporated with the removal of his fine panoply.  Now that he was merely Toad, and no longer the Terror of the Highway, he giggled feebly and looked from one to the other appealingly, seeming quite to understand the situation.
蟾蜍不住地踢踹，叫骂，他们不得不把他按倒在地，才能顺当地给他脱衣。河鼠坐在他身上，鼹鼠一件一件扒下他的驾驶服，然后他们把他提着站起来。随着蟾蜍的全副精良披挂被剥掉，他那大吼大叫的威风也消失大半了。现在，既然他不再是公路凶神，而只不过是蟾蜍，他只有无力地格格笑着，求饶似地看看这个，看看那个，像是彻底明白了他的处境。
‘You knew it must come to this, sooner or later, Toad,’ the Badger explained severely.You’ve disregarded all the warnings we’ve given you, you’ve gone on squandering the money your father left you, and you’re getting us animals a bad name in the district by your furious driving and your smashes and your rows with the police.  Independence is all very well, but we animals never allow our friends to make fools of themselves beyond a certain limit; and that limit you’ve reached.  Now, you’re a good fellow in many respects, and I don’t want to be too hard on you.  I’ll make one more effort to bring you to reason.  You will come with me into the smoking-room, and there you will hear some facts about yourself; and we’ll see whether you come out of that room the same Toad that you went in.’
“你知道，蟾蜍，早晚会有这一天的，”獾严厉地训诫说。“我们给过你那么多劝告，你全当耳边风。你一个劲儿挥霍你父亲留下的钱财。你发狂似地开车，横冲直撞，跟警察争吵，你在整个地区败坏了我们动物的名声。独立自主固然好，但我们动物绝不能听任朋友把自己变成傻瓜，越轨出格，你现在已经大大出格了。在许多方面，你都是挺不错的，我不愿对你过分严厉。我要再作一次努力，使你恢复理性。你跟我到吸烟室来，听我数落数落你的所作所为。等你从那间房里出来时，看能不能成为一个改过自新的蟾蜍。”
He took Toad firmly by the arm, led him into the smoking-room, and closed the door behind them.
他牢牢抓住蟾蜍的臂，把他带进吸烟室，随手带上了门。
‘THAT’S no good!’ said the Rat contemptuously.  ‘TALKING to Toad’ll never cure him.  He’ll SAY anything.’
“那管什么用！”河鼠不屑地说。”给蟾蜍讲道理，治不了他的毛病。他会满口答应，事后不改。”
They made themselves comfortable in armchairs and waited patiently.  Through the closed door they could just hear the long continuous drone of the Badger’s voice, rising and falling in waves of oratory; and presently they noticed that the sermon began to be punctuated at intervals by long-drawn sobs, evidently proceeding from the bosom of Toad, who was a soft-hearted and affectionate fellow, very easily converted—for the time being—to any point of view.
他俩安安逸逸坐在扶手椅上，静候结果。透过紧闭的门，他们只听到獾那又长又低的训话声，一阵高，一阵低，滔滔不绝。过了一会，他们注意到獾的训话声不时被长长的抽泣声打断，那显然是发自蟾蜍的内心，因为他是个心肠软重感情的动物，很容易——暂时地——听信任何观点的规劝。
After some three-quarters of an hour the door opened, and the Badger reappeared, solemnly leading by the paw a very limp and dejected Toad.  His skin hung baggily about him, his legs wobbled, and his cheeks were furrowed by the tears so plentifully called forth by the Badger’s moving discourse.
约莫过了三刻钟，门开了，獾庄严地牵着一个软弱无力没精打采的蟾蜍走了出来。他的皮肤像口袋似的松垮垮地搭拉着，两腿摇摇晃晃，他被獾那感人肺腑的规劝打动了，腮帮子上满是泪痕。
‘Sit down there, Toad,’ said the Badger kindly, pointing to a chair.  ‘My friends,’ he went on, ‘I am pleased to inform you that Toad has at last seen the error of his ways.  He is truly sorry for his misguided conduct in the past, and he has undertaken to give up motor-cars entirely and for ever.  I have his solemn promise to that effect.’
“坐在这儿，蟾蜍，”獾指着一张椅子，和蔼地说。“朋友们，我很高兴地告诉你们，蟾蜍终于认识到他的做法是错误的。他对过去的越轨行为由衷地感到遗憾，决心再也不玩汽车了。他向我作出了庄严的保证。”
‘That is very good news,’ said the Mole gravely.
“这真是个大好消息，”鼹鼠郑重其事地说。
‘Very good news indeed,’ observed the Rat dubiously, ‘if only—IF only----‘
“确实是个大好消息，”河鼠疑疑惑惑地说，“只要——只要——”
He was looking very hard at Toad as he said this, and could not help thinking he perceived something vaguely resembling a twinkle in that animal’s still sorrowful eye.
他说这话时，眼睛紧盯着蟾蜍，仿佛看到，在蟾蜍那仍然悲悲戚戚的眼睛里，有种什么东西闪了一下。
‘There’s only one thing more to be done,’ continued the gratified Badger.  ‘Toad, I want you solemnly to repeat, before your friends here, what you fully admitted to me in the smoking-room just now.  First, you are sorry for what you’ve done, and you see the folly of it all?’
“现在，你还得做一件事，”甚感快慰的獾接着说。“蟾蜍，我要求你当着这两位朋友的面，把你刚才在吸烟室里答应过我的话，庄严地重复一遍。第一，你为过去的行为感到遗憾，你认识到那全是胡闹，是不是？”
There was a long, long pause.  Toad looked desperately this way and that, while the other animals waited in grave silence.  At last he spoke.
长时间的沉默。蟾蜍绝望地望望这边，望望那边，另几只动物都在严肃地默默等待。最后，他终于开腔了。
‘No!’ he said, a little sullenly, but stoutly; ‘I’m NOT sorry. And it wasn’t folly at all!  It was simply glorious!’
“不！”他脸色阴沉但气壮如牛地说，“我不遗憾。那根本就不是什么胡闹！那是光荣的！”
‘What?’ cried the Badger, greatly scandalised.  ‘You backsliding animal, didn’t you tell me just now, in there----‘
“什么？”獾大为惊骇地喊道。“你这个出尔反尔说话不算数的家伙！刚才，在那屋，你不是明明告诉我——”
‘Oh, yes, yes, in THERE,’ said Toad impatiently.  ‘I’d have said anything in THERE.  You’re so eloquent, dear Badger, and so moving, and so convincing, and put all your points so frightfully well—you can do what you like with me in THERE, and you know it.  But I’ve been searching my mind since, and going over things in it, and I find that I’m not a bit sorry or repentant really, so it’s no earthly good saying I am; now, is it?’
“是啊，是啊，在那屋，”蟾蜍不耐烦地说。“在那屋，我什么都会说的。亲爱的獾，你口若悬河，那么感人，那么有说服力，把你的看法摆得头头是道，在那屋，你可以任意摆布我，这你知道。可是过后，我左思右想，把我做过的事细细琢磨了一遍，我发觉，我确实半点儿也不遗憾，不懊悔。所以，说我遗憾悔过，根本没意义。是这个理儿不是？”
‘Then you don’t promise,’ said the Badger, ‘never to touch a motor-car again?’
“那么，”獾说，“你是不打算答应我，再也不碰汽车啦？”
‘Certainly not!’ replied Toad emphatically.  ‘On the contrary, I faithfully promise that the very first motor-car I see, poop-poop! off I go in it!’
“当然不！”蟾蜍斩钉截铁地说。“正相反，我诚心诚意答应你，只要我看到一辆汽车，噗噗，我就坐上开走！”
‘Told you so, didn’t I?’ observed the Rat to the Mole.
“瞧，我早就跟你说过不是？”河鼠对鼹鼠说。
‘Very well, then,’ said the Badger firmly, rising to his feet. ‘Since you won’t yield to persuasion, we’ll try what force can do.  I feared it would come to this all along.  You’ve often asked us three to come and stay with you, Toad, in this handsome house of yours; well, now we’re going to.  When we’ve converted you to a proper point of view we may quit, but not before.  Take him upstairs, you two, and lock him up in his bedroom, while we arrange matters between ourselves.’
“那好，”獾站了起来，坚决果断地说，“既然你不听规劝，那咱们就只好试试强制手段了。我一直担心，这步棋是在所难免的。蟾蜍，你不是总邀请我们三个来你这幢漂亮房子跟你一道住住吗，现在，我们就住下了。哪天我们把你的想法改得对头了，我们就离开，否则不走。你二位，把他带上楼去，锁在卧室里，然后我们几个来商量个办法。”
‘It’s for your own good, Toady, you know,’ said the Rat kindly, as Toad, kicking and struggling, was hauled up the stairs by his two faithful friends.  ‘Think what fun we shall all have together, just as we used to, when you’ve quite got over this—this painful attack of yours!’
蟾蜍连踢带踹地挣扎着，被两位忠实朋友拖上楼去。“要知道，蟾儿，这是为你好，”河鼠和蔼地说。“你想想，等你——等你治好了这场倒霉的疯病以后，咱们四个就像往常一样一块儿玩，该有多乐呀！”
‘We’ll take great care of everything for you till you’re well, Toad,’ said the Mole; ‘and we’ll see your money isn’t wasted, as it has been.’
“蟾蜍，在你治好之前，我们会为你照管好一切的，”鼹鼠说：“我们不能看着你像过去那样乱花钱了。”
‘No more of those regrettable incidents with the police, Toad,’ said the Rat, as they thrust him into his bedroom.
“再也不能由着你和警察胡缠了，蟾蜍。”河鼠说，他们把他推进卧室。
‘And no more weeks in hospital, being ordered about by female nurses, Toad,’ added the Mole, turning the key on him.
“再也不让你在医院一住几星期，被那些女护士支来唤去了。”鼹鼠添上一句，锁上了房门。
They descended the stair, Toad shouting abuse at them through the keyhole; and the three friends then met in conference on the situation.
他们下楼来。蟾蜍对着锁眼高声叫骂了一通。然后，三个朋友开碰头会，商议对策。
‘It’s going to be a tedious business,’ said the Badger, sighing. ‘I’ve never seen Toad so determined.  However, we will see it out.  He must never be left an instant unguarded.  We shall have to take it in turns to be with him, till the poison has worked itself out of his system.’
“事情将很难办，”獾叹了口气说。“我从没见过蟾蜍这样死心眼儿。不过，咱们一定要坚持到底。一分一秒都不能放松，严加看管。咱们得轮流值班守护，直到他身上的毒痛自行消失为止。”
They arranged watches accordingly.  Each animal took it in turns to sleep in Toad’s room at night, and they divided the day up between them.  At first Toad was undoubtedly very trying to his careful guardians.  When his violent paroxysms possessed him he would arrange bedroom chairs in rude resemblance of a motor-car and would crouch on the foremost of them, bent forward and staring fixedly ahead, making uncouth and ghastly noises, till the climax was reached, when, turning a complete somersault, he would lie prostrate amidst the ruins of the chairs, apparently completely satisfied for the moment.  As time passed, however, these painful seizures grew gradually less frequent, and his friends strove to divert his mind into fresh channels.  But his interest in other matters did not seem to revive, and he grew apparently languid and depressed.
于是，他们安排了值班。每只动物夜间轮流睡在蟾蜍的卧室里，白天也分段值班。起初，对于几个小心谨慎的朋友，蟾蜍自然是很不好对付的。他的狂热劲一上来，就把卧室里的椅子摆成大体像辆汽车的样子，自己蹲在最前面，身子前倾，两眼紧盯前方，嘴里发出古怪可怕的嘈杂声。狂热达到顶点时，他会翻一个大筋斗，倒在地上，摊开四肢躺在东倒西歪的椅子当中、暂时得到了极大的满足。不过，日子一天天过去，这种痛苦的走火入魔越来越少了。他的朋友们千方百计想引导他把心思转移到别的方面，可是他对其他事物似乎一直没有恢复兴趣。他明显变得萎靡不振郁郁寡欢了。
One fine morning the Rat, whose turn it was to go on duty, went upstairs to relieve Badger, whom he found fidgeting to be off and stretch his legs in a long ramble round his wood and down his earths and burrows.  ‘Toad’s still in bed,’ he told the Rat, outside the door.  ‘Can’t get much out of him, except, “O leave him alone, he wants nothing, perhaps he’ll be better presently, it may pass off in time, don’t be unduly anxious,” and so on.  Now, you look out, Rat!  When Toad’s quiet and submissive and playing at being the hero of a Sunday-school prize, then he’s at his artfullest.  There’s sure to be something up.  I know him. Well, now, I must be off.’
一个晴朗的早晨，轮到河鼠值班，他上楼去接替獾。他看到獾坐立不安，急着要出去散散步，遛遛腿，绕着他的树林转一圈，到地下去走一遭儿。他在门外对河鼠说：“蟾蜍还设起床。没法从他嘴里掏出多少话，只说：‘噢，别管我，我什么也不要。也许过不久我就会好的，到时候，毛病就会过去的，不必过分担忧，’等等。河鼠，你要多加小心啊！每当蟾蜍变得安静柔顺，装出一副主日学得奖乖孩子的模样时，那也就是他最最狡猾的时候。肯定会耍什么鬼花招的。我了解他。好，现在我必须走了。”
‘How are you to-day, old chap?’ inquired the Rat cheerfully, as he approached Toad’s bedside.
“老伙计，今儿个你好吗？”河鼠走到蟾蜍的床旁，愉快地问道。
He had to wait some minutes for an answer.  At last a feeble voice replied, ‘Thank you so much, dear Ratty!  So good of you to inquire!  But first tell me how you are yourself, and the excellent Mole?’
他等了好几分钟，才听到回答。这时，一个微弱的声音答道：“亲爱的鼠儿，多谢你了！承你问候，你真好！不过请先告诉我，你好吗，鼹鼠老兄好吗？”。
‘O, WE’RE all right,’ replied the Rat.  ‘Mole,’ he added incautiously, ‘is going out for a run round with Badger. 
他等了好几分钟，才听到回答。这时，一个微弱的声音答道：“亲爱的鼠儿，多谢你了！承你问候，你真好！不过请先告诉我，你好吗，鼹鼠老兄好吗？”。
They’ll be out till luncheon time, so you and I will spend a pleasant morning together, and I’ll do my best to amuse you.  Now jump up, there’s a good fellow, and don’t lie moping there on a fine morning like this!’
‘Dear, kind Rat,’ murmured Toad, ‘how little you realise my condition, and how very far I am from “jumping up” now—if ever! But do not trouble about me.  I hate being a burden to my friends, and I do not expect to be one much longer.  Indeed, I almost hope not.’
“亲爱的、好心肠的河鼠，”蟾蜍低声咕哝，“你太不了解我的情况了，我现在怎么可能‘跳下床’呢？恐怕永远也不可能了！不过请不用为我发愁。我不愿成为朋友们的累赘，料想这也不会很久了。真的，我希望不会太久。”
‘Well, I hope not, too,’ said the Rat heartily.  ‘You’ve been a fine bother to us all this time, and I’m glad to hear it’s going to stop.  And in weather like this, and the boating season just beginning!  It’s too bad of you, Toad!  It isn’t the trouble we mind, but you’re making us miss such an awful lot.’
“是啊，我也希望这样。”河鼠恳切地说。“这阵子，你叫我们大伙伤透了脑筋，我很高兴听到你说，这一切都将结束。特别是天气这么好，划船的季节又到了！蟾蜍，你实在太差劲了！倒不是我们嫌麻烦，可你叫我们失去了许多东西！”
‘I’m afraid it IS the trouble you mind, though,’ replied the Toad languidly.  ‘I can quite understand it.  It’s natural enough.  You’re tired of bothering about me.  I mustn’t ask you to do anything further.  I’m a nuisance, I know.’
 “不过，恐怕你们还是嫌麻烦，”蟾蜍有气无力地说。“这一点我很能理解。这很自然嘛。你们一直为我操心，已经感到厌烦了。我不该再给你们添麻烦、我知道，我是个累赘。”
‘You are, indeed,’ said the Rat.  ‘But I tell you, I’d take any trouble on earth for you, if only you’d be a sensible animal.’
 “你确实是个累赘，”河鼠说。“不过我告诉你，只要你能明理懂事，我为你出多大力也甘心。”
‘If I thought that, Ratty,’ murmured Toad, more feebly than ever, ‘then I would beg you—for the last time, probably—to step round to the village as quickly as possible—even now it may be too late—and fetch the doctor.  But don’t you bother.  It’s only a trouble, and perhaps we may as well let things take their course.’
“既然这样，鼠儿，”蟾蜍更加虚弱地低声说，“那么我求你——也许是最后一次——尽快到村里去一趟——说不定已经太晚了——请个大夫来。算了吧，别操这份心了。这事太麻烦。也许，还是听其自然好。”
‘Why, what do you want a doctor for?’ inquired the Rat, coming closer and examining him.  He certainly lay very still and flat, and his voice was weaker and his manner much changed.
“怎么，请大夫来干吗？”河鼠问。他凑到蟾蜍跟前，仔细观察他。蟾蜍确实静静地平躺在床上，声音越发微弱，神态大大地变了。
‘Surely you have noticed of late----‘ murmured Toad.  ‘But, no—why should you?  Noticing things is only a trouble.  To-morrow, indeed, you may be saying to yourself, “O, if only I had noticed sooner!  If only I had done something!”  But no; it’s a trouble. Never mind— forget that I asked.’
“你近来一定注意到——”蟾蜍喃喃道。“啊不——你怎么会注意到？那太麻烦了。也许到明天，你就会说，‘唉，我要是早注意到就好了！我要是采取措施就好了！’不不，那太麻烦了。没关系，忘掉我这些话吧。”

‘Look here, old man,’ said the Rat, beginning to get rather alarmed, ‘of course I’ll fetch a doctor to you, if you really think you want him.  But you can hardly be bad enough for that yet.  Let’s talk about something else.’
“听着，老朋友，”河鼠说，他有点惊慌起来，“如果你真的需要，我自然会去替你请大夫的。可你还没病到那个地步呀。咱们还是谈点别的吧。”
‘I fear, dear friend,’ said Toad, with a sad smile, ‘that “talk” can do little in a case like this—or doctors either, for that matter; still, one must grasp at the slightest straw.  And, by the way—while you are about it—I HATE to give you additional trouble, but I happen to remember that you will pass the door—would you mind at the same time asking the lawyer to step up?  It would be a convenience to me, and there are moments—perhaps I should say there is A moment—when one must face disagreeable tasks, at whatever cost to exhausted nature!’
“亲爱的朋友，”蟾蜍惨笑着说，“光是‘谈谈’，对我这病恐怕是无济于事的——就连医生恐怕也无能为力了。不过，总得抓根稻草吧。顺便说一句，既然你打算去请医先，那就请你顺路把律师也请来，好吗？——我实在不愿再给你添麻烦，不过我忽然想起，去医生家要路过律师家门口。那样就省了我的事了，因为有的时候——也许我应该说，就在这一刻——你必须面对不愉快的事情。不管那要消耗你多大的体力。”
‘A lawyer!  O, he must be really bad!’ the affrighted Rat said to himself, as he hurried from the room, not forgetting, however, to lock the door carefully behind him.
“请律师！哎呀，想必他真的病得厉害了！”惊慌失措的河鼠自言自语说。他匆匆走出卧室，倒还没忘把门仔细锁好。
Outside, he stopped to consider.  The other two were far away, and he had no one to consult.
来到屋外，他停下来想了想、那两位都远在别处，他找不到一个可以商量的人。
‘It’s best to be on the safe side,’ he said, on reflection. ‘I’ve known Toad fancy himself frightfully bad before, without the slightest reason; but I’ve never heard him ask for a lawyer! If there’s nothing really the matter, the doctor will tell him he’s an old ass, and cheer him up; and that will be something gained.  I’d better humour him and go; it won’t take very long.’ So he ran off to the village on his errand of mercy.
“还是小心些好，”他考虑了片刻，说道。“蟾蜍过去虽也无缘无故把自己的病想得太重，可还从没听他说要请律师呀！要是真没大病，医生会骂他是个大笨蛋，会给他打气，那倒也是一得吧。我不妨迁就一下他的怪脾气，跑一趟，用不了多久的。”于是他带着行善的使命，向村子跑去。
The Toad, who had hopped lightly out of bed as soon as he heard the key turned in the lock, watched him eagerly from the window till he disappeared down the carriage-drive.  Then, laughing heartily, he dressed as quickly as possible in the smartest suit he could lay hands on at the moment, filled his pockets with cash which he took from a small drawer in the dressing-table, and next, knotting the sheets from his bed together and tying one end of the improvised rope round the central mullion of the handsome Tudor window which formed such a feature of his bedroom, he scrambled out, slid lightly to the ground, and, taking the opposite direction to the Rat, marched off lightheartedly, whistling a merry tune.
一听到钥匙在锁眼里转动的声音，蟾蜍立刻轻轻跳下床，跑到窗口，急切地望着河鼠，直到车道上不见了他的踪影。接着，他开心地放声大笑，火速穿上随手抓到的最神气的衣裳，从梳妆台的一只小抽屉里取出钱，塞满了所有的衣袋。下一步，他把床单全都结在一起，又把这根临时结成的绳子一端牢系在窗框上。那美丽的都铎王朝式的窗子，是他的卧室的一景。他爬出窗口，顺着绳子轻轻滑落地上，朝着和河鼠相反的方向，吹着欢快的口哨，轻松地迈开大步，扬长而去。
It was a gloomy luncheon for Rat when the Badger and the Mole at length returned, and he had to face them at table with his pitiful and unconvincing story.  The Badger’s caustic, not to say brutal, remarks may be imagined, and therefore passed over; but it was painful to the Rat that even the Mole, though he took his friend’s side as far as possible, could not help saying, ‘You’ve been a bit of a duffer this time, Ratty!  Toad, too, of all animals!’
那顿午饭，河鼠吃得没精打采。獾和鼹鼠回来后，河鼠不得不在餐桌上对他们讲述他那段难以置信的倒霉经历。獾的那种刻薄甚至粗暴的批评，可想而知，自不待言，就连竭力要站在朋友一边的鼹鼠，也不得不表示：“鼠儿，这回你可是有点糊涂！蟾蜍当然更是糊涂绝顶了！”这话深深刺痛了河鼠。
‘He did it awfully well,’ said the crestfallen Rat.
“他装得太到家了！”垂头丧气的河鼠说。
‘He did YOU awfully well!’ rejoined the Badger hotly. ‘However, talking won’t mend matters.  He’s got clear away for the time, that’s certain; and the worst of it is, he’ll be so conceited with what he’ll think is his cleverness that he may commit any folly.  One comfort is, we’re free now, and needn’t waste any more of our precious time doing sentry-go.  But we’d better continue to sleep at Toad Hall for a while longer.  Toad may be brought back at any moment—on a stretcher, or between two policemen.’
“他把你蒙骗到家了！”獾怒冲冲地说。“不过，光说也于事无补。他暂时肯定已经跑得很远了。最糟的是，他自作聪明，自以为了不起，什么荒唐事都干得出来。唯一可以告慰的是，我们现在自由了，不必再浪费时间为他放哨了。不过咱们最好还是在蟾宫多住些日子。蟾蜍随时都可能回来的——不是用担架抬回来，就是被警察押送回来。”
So spoke the Badger, not knowing what the future held in store, or how much water, and of how turbid a character, was to run under bridges before Toad should sit at ease again in his ancestral Hall.
话虽是这么说，獾并不能预卜未来的吉凶祸福，也不知道要过多久，经历多少风险磨难，蟾蜍才能回到他祖传的家宅。
Meanwhile, Toad, gay and irresponsible, was walking briskly along the high road, some miles from home.  At first he had taken by-paths, and crossed many fields, and changed his course several times, in case of pursuit; but now, feeling by this time safe from recapture, and the sun smiling brightly on him, and all Nature joining in a chorus of approval to the song of self-praise that his own heart was singing to him, he almost danced along the road in his satisfaction and conceit.
这时，那个美滋滋的不负责任的蟾蜍，正在公路上轻快地走着，离家已经有好几哩了。起初，他专拣小道走，穿过一块块田地，为了躲避追踪，换了好几次路线；现在，他觉得已经摆脱了被抓回去的危险，而太阳正快活地冲他微笑，整个大自然都齐声合唱一首颂歌，赞美他心里唱出的那首自我表扬的歌。他心满意足，自鸣得意，一路上几乎都在跳舞。
‘Smart piece of work that!’ he remarked to himself chuckling. ‘Brain against brute force—and brain came out on the top—as it’s bound to do.  Poor old Ratty!  My! won’t he catch it when the Badger gets back!  A worthy fellow, Ratty, with many good qualities, but very little intelligence and absolutely no education.  I must take him in hand some day, and see if I can make something of him.’
“干得真漂亮！”他格格笑着对自己说。“以智力反抗暴力，智力终究占了上风——这是必然的。可怜的老耗子！啊呀，獾回来时，他还不得挨一顿好骂！耗子呀，人倒是个好人，优点不少，可就是缺少智慧，根本没受过教育。将来有一天，我要亲自培养他，看能不能把他调教出个模样来。”
Filled full of conceited thoughts such as these he strode along, his head in the air, till he reached a little town, where the sign of ‘The Red Lion,’ swinging across the road halfway down the main street, reminded him that he had not breakfasted that day, and that he was exceedingly hungry after his long walk.  He marched into the Inn, ordered the best luncheon that could be provided at so short a notice, and sat down to eat it in the coffee-room.
他满脑子自高自大的念头，昂首阔步往前走，径直来到一座小镇。在正街的中央，横悬着一幅招牌——“红狮”，这使他想起，当天还没顾上吃早饭，走了这么远的路，肚子着实饿瘪了。他大步走进小客店，要了那家招牌短短的小店所供应的一客最好的午饭，坐在咖啡室里，吃起来。
He was about half-way through his meal when an only too familiar sound, approaching down the street, made him start and fall a-trembling all over.  The poop-poop! drew nearer and nearer, the car could be heard to turn into the inn-yard and come to a stop, and Toad had to hold on to the leg of the table to conceal his over-mastering emotion.  Presently the party entered the coffee-room, hungry, talkative, and gay, voluble on their experiences of the morning and the merits of the chariot that had brought them along so well.  Toad listened eagerly, all ears, for a time; at last he could stand it no longer.  He slipped out of the room quietly, paid his bill at the bar, and as soon as he got outside sauntered round quietly to the inn-yard.  ‘There cannot be any harm,’ he said to himself, ‘in my only just LOOKING at it!’
刚吃到一半。就听到一个非常熟悉的声音，由远而近，从街上传来，他不由得浑身一震，打起哆咦来。那噗噗声！听得出。那辆汽车越来越近，开进了客店的院子，停了下来。蟾蜍紧紧抓住桌腿，来掩盖他难以控制的激动。随后，车上那伙人就走进了咖啡室。他们饿了，有说有笑，大谈那天上午的经历，和他们乘坐的那辆汽车的优良性能。蟾蜍如饥似渴、全神贯注地倾听了一会，终于按捺不住了。他轻轻溜出咖啡室，在柜台付了帐，一出屋，就悄悄转游到院子里。“只瞅一眼，”他对自己说，“谅无妨碍吧！”
The car stood in the middle of the yard, quite unattended, the stable-helps and other hangers-on being all at their dinner. Toad walked slowly round it, inspecting, criticising, musing deeply.
汽车就停在院子当中，没人看管，因为马厩工人和其他随从都进屋吃饭去了。蟾蜍慢悠悠地围着它转，仔细打量着，评点着，苦苦思索着。
‘I wonder,’ he said to himself presently, ‘I wonder if this sort of car STARTS easily?’
“不知道，”他忽然问自己，“不知道这种车好不好发动？”
Next moment, hardly knowing how it came about, he found he had hold of the handle and was turning it.  As the familiar sound broke forth, the old passion seized on Toad and completely mastered him, body and soul.  As if in a dream he found himself, somehow, seated in the driver’s seat; as if in a dream, he pulled the lever and swung the car round the yard and out through the archway; and, as if in a dream, all sense of right and wrong, all fear of obvious consequences, seemed temporarily suspended. He increased his pace, and as the car devoured the street and leapt forth on the high road through the open country, he was only conscious that he was Toad once more, Toad at his best and highest, Toad the terror, the traffic-queller, the Lord of the lone trail, before whom all must give way or be smitten into nothingness and everlasting night.  He chanted as he flew, and the car responded with sonorous drone; the miles were eaten up under him as he sped he knew not whither, fulfilling his instincts, living his hour, reckless of what might come to him.
只一眨眼工夫，不知怎的，他已经握住了把手，转了一下。一听到那熟悉的声音，他过去的热狂又袭来，攫住了他的全部身心。像做梦一般，他不知怎的就坐到了司机座上；像做梦一般，他拉动了档杆，开车在院里兜了一圈，然后驶出了拱门。像做梦一般，什么是非曲直，什么顾虑担忧，一股脑都抛到九霄云外。他加大了车速，汽车冲过街道，跃上公路，越过旷野。这时，他忘掉了一切，只知道他又成了蟾蜍，无比高明强大的蟾蜍，煞星蟾蜍，大道上的征服者，小路上的霸王；在他面前，人人都得让路，否则便被碾得粉碎，永不见天日。他一面驱车飞驰，一面引吭高歌，那车也和着他的歌声，隆隆低吟。一里又一里，被他的车轮碾过，他不知道究竟驶向哪里，只是为了充分满足他的天性，尽情享受眼前的快乐，至于下一步会遇到什么，一概不闻不问。
‘To my mind,’ observed the Chairman of the Bench of Magistrates cheerfully, ‘the ONLY difficulty that presents itself in this otherwise very clear case is, how we can possibly make it sufficiently hot for the incorrigible rogue and hardened ruffian whom we see cowering in the dock before us.  Let me see: he has been found guilty, on the clearest evidence, first, of stealing a valuable motor-car; secondly, of driving to the public danger; and, thirdly, of gross impertinence to the rural police. Mr. Clerk, will you tell us, please, what is the very stiffest penalty we can impose for each of these offences?  Without, of course, giving the prisoner the benefit of any doubt, because there isn’t any.’
“依我看，”首席法官兴致勃勃地说，“这件案子案情是够清楚的，唯一的困难是，对于我们面前这个错缩在被告席上的无可救药的流氓，这个不知悔改的恶棍，怎样才能给他点厉害尝尝。让我想想——他有罪，证据确凿无疑：第一，他偷了一辆昂贵的汽车；第二，他胡乱驾驶，危害公众；第三，他对警察蛮横无礼。录事先生，请告诉我们，这三条中的每一条罪行，我们能判给的。最严厉的惩罚是什么？当然，不能给犯人任何假定无罪的机会，因为根本不存在这种机会。”
The Clerk scratched his nose with his pen.  ‘Some people would consider,’ he observed, ‘that stealing the motor-car was the worst offence; and so it is.  But cheeking the police undoubtedly carries  the severest penalty; and so it ought.  Supposing you were to say twelve months for the theft, which is mild; and three years for the furious driving, which is lenient; and fifteen years for the cheek, which was pretty bad sort of cheek, judging by what we’ve heard from the witness-box, even if you only believe one-tenth part of what you heard, and I never believe more myself—those figures, if added together correctly, tot up to nineteen years----‘
录事用钢笔刮了刮鼻子，说：“有人认为，偷汽车是最大的罪行，确实如此。不过，冒犯警察，无疑应受到最严厉的惩罚，确实应该。如果说，盗车罪应处十二个月监禁——那是很轻的；疯狂驾驶应处以三年监禁——那也是宽大的；冒犯警察则应处十五年监禁——根据证人的证词（哪怕你只相信这些证词的十分之一，我自己从不相信多于十分之一的证词），他的冒犯行为是十分恶劣的。三项加在一起，总共是十九年——”
‘First-rate!’ said the Chairman.
“好极了！”首席法官说。
‘—So you had better make it a round twenty years and be on the safe side,’ concluded the Clerk.
“——您不如干脆凑它一个整数：二十年，这样更保险。”录事加上一句。
‘An excellent suggestion!’ said the Chairman approvingly. ‘Prisoner!  Pull yourself together and try and stand up straight. It’s going to be twenty years for you this time.  And mind, if you appear before us again, upon any charge whatever, we shall have to deal with you very seriously!’
“这个建议太好了！”首席法官赞许说。“犯人！起来，站直了。这次判你二十年监禁。注意，下次再看到你在这里，不管犯什么罪，一定要重重惩罚你！”
Then the brutal minions of the law fell upon the hapless Toad; loaded him with chains, and dragged him from the Court House, shrieking, praying, protesting; across the marketplace, where the playful populace, always as severe upon detected crime as they are sympathetic and helpful when one is merely ‘wanted,’ assailed him with jeers, carrots, and popular catch-words; past hooting school children, their innocent faces lit up with the pleasure they ever derive from the sight of a gentleman in difficulties; across the hollow-sounding drawbridge, below the spiky portcullis, under the frowning archway of the grim old castle, whose ancient towers soared high overhead; past guardrooms full of grinning soldiery off duty, past sentries who coughed in a horrid, sarcastic way, because that is as much as a sentry on his post dare do to show his contempt and abhorrence of crime; up time-worn winding stairs, past men-at-arms in casquet and corselet of steel, darting threatening looks through their vizards; across courtyards, where mastiffs strained at their leash and pawed the air to get at him; past ancient warders, their halberds leant against the wall, dozing over a pasty and a flagon of brown ale; on and on, past the rack-chamber and the thumbscrew-room, past the turning that led to the private scaffold, till they reached the door of the grimmest dungeon that lay in the heart of the innermost keep.  There at last they paused, where an ancient gaoler sat fingering a bunch of mighty keys.
随后，粗暴的狱吏们扑向倒霉的蟾蜍，给他戴上镣铐，拖出法庭。他一路尖叫，祈求，抗议。他被拖着经过市场。市场上那些游手好闲的公众，对通缉犯向来都表同情和提供援助，而对已确认的罪犯则向来是疾言厉色。他们纷纷向他投来嘲骂，扔胡萝卜，喊口号。他被拖着经过起哄的学童，他们每看到一位绅士陷入困境，天真的小脸上就露出喜滋滋的神色。他被拖着走过轧轧作响的吊桥，穿过布满铁钉的铁闸门，钻过狰狞的古堡里阴森可怖的拱道，古堡上的塔楼高耸入云；穿过挤满了下班士兵的警卫室，他们冲他咧嘴狞笑；经过发出嘲弄的咳嗽的哨兵，因为当班的哨兵只许这样来表示他们对罪犯的轻蔑和嫌恶；走上一段转弯抹角的古老石级，经过身着钢盔铁甲的武士，他们从盔里射出恐吓的目光；穿过院子，院里凶恶的猛犬把皮带绷得紧紧的，爪子向空中乱抓，要向他扑过来；经过年老的狱卒，他们把兵器斜靠在墙上，对着一个肉馅饼和一罐棕色的麦酒打瞌睡；走呀走呀，走过拉肢拷问室，夹指室，走过通向秘密断头台的拐角，一直走到监狱最深处那间最阴森的地牢门前。门口坐着一个年老的狱卒，手里摆弄着一串又重又大的钥匙。就在这里，他们停了下来。
‘Oddsbodikins!’ said the sergeant of police, taking off his helmet and wiping his forehead.  ‘Rouse thee, old loon, and take over from us this vile Toad, a criminal of deepest guilt and matchless artfulness and resource.  Watch and ward him with all thy skill; and mark thee well, greybeard, should aught untoward befall, thy old head shall answer for his—and a murrain on both of them!’
“喂，好家伙！”警官说。他摘下钢盔，擦了擦额头的汗。“醒醒，老懒虫，把这个坏蛋蟾蜍看管起来。他是个罪行累累、狡诈奸滑、诡计多端的罪犯。灰胡子老头，你要竭尽全力把他看好，如有闪失，就要你这颗老人头——你和他都要遭殃！”
The gaoler nodded grimly, laying his withered hand on the shoulder of the miserable Toad.  The rusty key creaked in the lock, the great door clanged behind them; and Toad was a helpless prisoner in the remotest dungeon of the best-guarded keep of the stoutest castle in all the length and breadth of Merry England.
狱卒阴沉地点点头，把他枯干的手按在不幸的蟾蜍肩上。生了锈的钥匙在锁眼里轧轧转动，笨重的牢门在他们身后恍当一声关上了。就这样，蟾蜍成了整个欢乐的英格兰国土上最坚固的城堡里最戒备森严、最隐密的地牢里一个可怜无助的囚犯。
Chapter 7 The Piper At The Gates Of Dawn
The Willow-Wren was twittering his thin little song, hidden himself in the dark selvedge of the river bank.  Though it was past ten o’clock at night, the sky still clung to and retained some lingering skirts of light from the departed day; and the sullen heats of the torrid afternoon broke up and rolled away at the dispersing touch of the cool fingers of the short midsummer night.  Mole lay stretched on the bank, still panting from the stress of the fierce day that had been cloudless from dawn to late sunset, and waited for his friend to return.  He had been on the river with some companions, leaving the Water Rat free to keep a engagement of long standing with Otter; and he had come back to find the house dark and deserted, and no sign of Rat, who was doubtless keeping it up late with his old comrade. It was still too hot to think of staying indoors, so he lay on some cool dock-leaves, and thought over the past day and its doings, and how very good they all had been.
柳林鹪鹩躲在河岸边黑幽幽的树林里，唱着清脆的小曲。虽然已是晚十点过后，天光依旧留连不去，残留着白昼的余辉。午后酷热郁闷的暑气，在短短的仲夏夜清凉的手指触摸下，渐渐消散了。鼹鼠伸开四肢躺在河岸上，等着他的朋友回来。从天明到日落，天空万里无云，赤日炎炎，高温逼人，压得他到现在还气喘吁吁。他一直在河边和一些同伴游玩，让河鼠独自去水獭家赴一次安排已久的约会。他进屋时，看到屋里黑洞洞的，空无一人，不见河鼠的踪影。河鼠一定是和他的老伙伴呆在一起，迟迟不想回家。天气还太热，屋里呆不住，鼹鼠就躺在一些酸模叶子上，回味着这一天经历的种种事情，觉得特有意思。
The Rat’s light footfall was presently heard approaching over the parched grass.  ‘O, the blessed coolness!’ he said, and sat down, gazing thoughtfully into the river, silent and pre-occupied.
过了一会，河鼠轻轻的脚步踏着晒干的草地由远而近。“啊，多凉快呀，太美了！”他说着坐了下来，若有所思地望着河水，一声不吭。
‘You stayed to supper, of course?’ said the Mole presently.
“你在那边吃过晚饭了吧？”鼹鼠问。
‘Simply had to,’ said the Rat.  ‘They wouldn’t hear of my going before.  You know how kind they always are.  And they made things as jolly for me as ever they could, right up to the moment I left.  But I felt a brute all the time, as it was clear to me they were very unhappy, though they tried to hide it.  Mole, I’m afraid they’re in trouble.  Little Portly is missing again; and you know what a lot his father thinks of him, though he never says much about it.’
“走不开呀，”河鼠说，“他们死活不放我走。你知道的，他们一向待人亲切，为我把一切都安排得周周到到，直到我离开为止。可我总觉得不是滋味，因为我看得出，尽管他们竭力掩盖，他们实际上很不开心。鼹鼠，他们恐怕是遇上麻烦了。小胖胖又丢了。你知道，他父亲是多么疼他，虽然他很少表示。”
‘What, that child?’ said the Mole lightly.  ‘Well, suppose he is; why worry about it?  He’s always straying off and getting lost, and turning up again; he’s so adventurous.  But no harm ever happens to him.  Everybody hereabouts knows him and likes him, just as they do old Otter, and you may be sure some animal or other will come across him and bring him back again all right. Why, we’ve found him ourselves, miles from home, and quite self-possessed and cheerful!’
“什么？那个孩子吗？”鼹鼠不在意地说。“就算走丢了，又有什么可担心的？他老是出去，走丢了，过后又回来了；他大爱冒险啦。不过他还从没出过什么差池。这一带所有的居民都认识他，喜欢他，就像他们喜欢老水獭一样。总有一天，不知哪只动物会遇上他，把他送回家的。你只管放心好啦。你瞧，咱们自己不是还曾在好几哩以外找到过他，他还挺得意，玩得开心着哩！”
‘Yes; but this time it’s more serious,’ said the Rat gravely. ‘He’s been missing for some days now, and the Otters have hunted everywhere, high and low, without finding the slightest trace. And they’ve asked every animal, too, for miles around, and no one knows anything about him.  Otter’s evidently more anxious than he’ll admit.  I got out of him that young Portly hasn’t learnt to swim very well yet, and I can see he’s thinking of the weir. There’s a lot of water coming down still, considering the time of the year, and the place always had a fascination for the child. And then there are—well, traps and things—YOU know.  Otter’s not the fellow to be nervous about any son of his before it’s time.  And now he IS nervous.  When I left, he came out with me—said he wanted some air, and talked about stretching his legs.  But I could see it wasn’t that, so I drew him out and pumped him, and got it all from him at last.  He was going to spend the night watching by the ford.  You know the place where the old ford used to be, in by-gone days before they built the bridge?’
“不错，可这回问题更严重，”河鼠沉重地说。“他没露面已经许多天了，水獭夫妇到处找遍了，还是不见他的影子。他们也问过方圆几哩的每只动物，可都说不知道他的下落。水獭显然是急坏了，虽然他不肯承认这一点、我从他那儿知道，胖胖游泳还没学到家，看得出，他担心会在那座河坝上出事。这个季节，那儿还有大量的水流出来，而且，那地方总是让小孩子着迷的。而且，那儿还有——呃，陷阱呀什么的——这你也知道。水獭不是那号过早为儿子担心的人，可现在他已经感到惶惶不安了。我离开他家时，他送我出来，说是想透透空气。伸伸腿脚。可我看得出来，不是那么回事，所以我拉他出来。一个劲追问；终于让他吐露了实情。原来，他是要去渡口边过夜。那地方你知道吗？就是在那座桥建起以前，那个老渡口那儿？”
‘I know it well,’ said the Mole.  ‘But why should Otter choose to watch there?’
“知道，而且很熟悉，”鼹鼠说，“不过水獭为什么单挑那地方去守着呢？”
‘Well, it seems that it was there he gave Portly his first swimming-lesson,’ continued the Rat.  ‘From that shallow, gravelly spit near the bank.  And it was there he used to teach him fishing, and there young Portly caught his first fish, of which he was so very proud. The child loved the spot, and Otter thinks that if he came wandering back from wherever he is—if he IS anywhere by this time, poor little chap—he might make for the ford he was so fond of; or if he came across it he’d remember it well, and stop there and play, perhaps.  So Otter goes there every night and watches—on the chance, you know, just on the chance!’
“嗯，像是因为那是他第一次教胖胖游泳的地方，”河鼠接着说。“那儿靠近河岸有一处浅水的沙嘴。那也是他经常教他钓鱼的地方。小胖胖的第一条鱼就是在那儿抓到的，为这他可得意哪。那孩子喜欢这地方，所以水獭想。要是那可怜的孩子还活着，在什么地方逛够了，他或许首先会回到他最喜欢的这个渡口来；要是他碰巧经过那里，想起这地方，他或许会停下来玩玩的。所以，水獭每晚都去那儿守候——抱着一线希望，只是一线希望！”
They were silent for a time, both thinking of the same thing—the lonely, heart-sore animal, crouched by the ford, watching and waiting, the long night through—on the chance.
他俩一时都沉默了，都在想着同样的心事——漫漫长夜里，那个孤独、忧伤的水獭，蹲在渡口边，守候着，等待着，只为了抱一线希望。
‘Well, well,’ said the Rat presently, ‘I suppose we ought to be thinking about turning in.’  But he never offered to move.
“得了，得了，”过了一会，河鼠说，“咱们该进屋睡觉了。”说归说，他却没有动弹。
‘Rat,’ said the Mole, ‘I simply can’t go and turn in, and go to sleep, and DO nothing, even though there doesn’t seem to be anything to be done.  We’ll get the boat out, and paddle up stream.  The moon will be up in an hour or so, and then we will search as well as we can— anyhow, it will be better than going to bed and doing NOTHING.’
“河鼠，”鼹鼠说，“不干点什么，我真没法回屋睡觉，虽说要干，像也没啥可干的。咱们干脆把船划出来，往上游去、再过个把钟头，月亮就升起来了，那时咱们就可以借着月光尽力搜索——起码，总比一事不干上床睡觉强呀。”
‘Just what I was thinking myself,’ said the Rat.  ‘It’s not the sort of night for bed anyhow; and daybreak is not so very far off, and then we may pick up some news of him from early risers as we go along.’
“我也是这样想的、”河鼠说。“再说。这样的夜晚、也不是适合睡觉的夜晚。天很快就亮了，一路上，咱们还可以向早起的动物打听有关胖胖的消息。”
They got the boat out, and the Rat took the sculls, paddling with caution.  Out in midstream, there was a clear, narrow track that faintly reflected the sky; but wherever shadows fell on the water from bank, bush, or tree, they were as solid to all appearance as the banks themselves, and the Mole had to steer with judgment accordingly.  Dark and deserted as it was, the night was full of small noises, song and chatter and rustling, telling of the busy little population who were up and about, plying their trades and vocations through the night till sunshine should fall on them at last and send them off to their well-earned repose.  The water’s own noises, too, were more apparent than by day, its gurglings and ‘cloops’ more unexpected and near at hand; and constantly they started at what seemed a sudden clear call from an actual articulate voice.
他们把船划出来，河鼠执桨，小心谨慎地划着。河心有一条狭长清亮的水流。隐隐反映出天空。但两岸的灌木或树丛投在水中的倒影。看上去却如同河岸一样坚实，因此鼹鼠在掌舵时就得相应地作出判断。河上虽然一片漆黑，杳无人迹．可夜空中还是充满了各种细小的声响，歌声、低语声、窸窸窣窣，表明那些忙碌的小动物还在活动。通宵干着他们各自的营生，直到初阳照到他们身上催他们回窝安息。河水本身的声音，也比白天来得响亮，那汩汩和“砰砰”声更显得突如其来，近在咫尺。时不时，会突然听到一声清晰的嗓音，把他们吓一跳。
The line of the horizon was clear and hard against the sky, and in one particular quarter it showed black against a silvery climbing phosphorescence that grew and grew.  At last, over the rim of the waiting earth the moon lifted with slow majesty till it swung clear of the horizon and rode off, free of moorings; and once more they began to see surfaces—meadows wide-spread, and quiet gardens, and the river itself from bank to bank, all softly disclosed, all washed clean of mystery and terror, all radiant again as by day, but with a difference that was tremendous. Their old haunts greeted them again in other raiment, as if they had slipped away and put on this pure new apparel and come quietly back, smiling as they shyly waited to see if they would be recognised again under it.
地平线与天空泾渭分明；在一个特定地点，一片银色磷辉逐渐升高，扩大，衬得地平线格外黝黑。最后，在恭候已久的大地的边缘，月亮堂皇地徐徐升起，她摆脱了地平线，无羁无绊地悬在空中。这时，他们又看清了地面的一切——广阔的草地，幽静的花园，还有夹在两岸之间的整条河，全都柔和地展现在眼前，一扫神秘恐怖的色调，亮堂堂如同白昼，但又大大不同于白昼。他们常去的老地方，又在向他们打招呼，只是穿上了另一套衣裳，仿佛它们曾经偷偷溜走，换上一身皎洁的新装，又悄悄溜回来，含着微笑，羞怯地等着，看他们还认不认得出来。
Fastening their boat to a willow, the friends landed in this silent, silver kingdom, and patiently explored the hedges, the hollow trees, the runnels and their little culverts, the ditches and dry water-ways.  Embarking again and crossing over, they worked their way up the stream in this manner, while the moon, serene and detached in a cloudless sky, did what she could, though so far off, to help them in their quest; till her hour came and she sank earthwards reluctantly, and left them, and mystery once more held field and river.
两个朋友把船系在一棵柳树上，上了岸，走进这静溢的银色王国，在树篱、树洞、隧道、暗渠、沟壑和干涸的河道里耐心搜寻。然后他们又登船，划到对岸去找。这样，他们来回划着，溯河而上。那轮皓月，静静地高悬在没云的夜空，尽管离得这样远，却尽力帮他们寻找。等到该退场的时辰到了，她才依依不舍地离开他们，沉入地下。神秘又一次笼罩了田野和河流。
Then a change began slowly to declare itself.  The horizon became clearer, field and tree came more into sight, and somehow with a different look; the mystery began to drop away from them.  A bird piped suddenly, and was still; and a light breeze sprang up and set the reeds and bulrushes rustling.  Rat, who was in the stern of the boat, while Mole sculled, sat up suddenly and listened with a passionate intentness.  Mole, who with gentle strokes was just keeping the boat moving while he scanned the banks with care, looked at him with curiosity.
然后，一种变化慢慢地出现，天边更加明朗。田野和树林更加清晰可辨，而且多少变了样子；笼罩在上面的神秘气氛开始退去。一只鸟突然鸣叫一声，跟着又悄无声息了。一阵轻风拂过，吹得芦苇和蒲草沙沙作响。鼹鼠在划桨，河鼠倚在船尾。他忽然坐直了身子，神情激动，聚精会神地侧耳倾听。鼹鼠轻轻地划着桨，让船缓缓向前移动，一面仔细审视着两岸。看到河鼠的那副神情，他不由好奇地望着他。
‘It’s gone!’ sighed the Rat, sinking back in his seat again.  ‘So beautiful and strange and new.  Since it was to end so soon, I almost wish I had never heard it.  For it has roused a longing in me that is pain, and nothing seems worth while but just to hear that sound once more and go on listening to it for ever. No!  There it is again!’ he cried, alert once more.  Entranced, he was silent for a long space, spellbound.
“听不见啦！”河鼠叹了口气，又倒在座位上。“多美呀！多神奇呀！多新颖呀！可惜这么快就没了，倒不如压根儿没听见。这声音在我心里唤起了一种痛苦的渴望，恨不能再听到它，永远听下去，除了听它，别的什么似乎都没有意义了！它又来啦！”他喊道，又一次振奋起来。他听得入了迷，好半晌，不说一句话。
‘Now it passes on and I begin to lose it,’ he said presently.  ‘O Mole! the beauty of it!  The merry bubble and joy, the thin, clear, happy call of the distant piping!  Such music I never dreamed of, and the call in it is stronger even than the music is sweet!  Row on, Mole, row!  For the music and the call must be for us.’
“声音又快没了，听不到了，”河鼠又说。”鼹鼠啊！它多美呀！远处那悠扬婉转的笛声，那纤细、清脆、欢快的呼唤！这样的音乐，我从来没有梦想过。音乐固然甜美，可那呼唤更加强烈！往前划，鼹鼠，划呀！那音乐和呼唤一定是冲着咱们来的！”
The Mole, greatly wondering, obeyed.  ‘I hear nothing myself,’ he said, ‘but the wind playing in the reeds and rushes and osiers.’
鼹鼠非常惊讶，不过他还是听从了。他说，“我什么也没听到，除了芦苇、灯芯草和柳树里的风声。”
The Rat never answered, if indeed he heard.  Rapt, transported, trembling, he was possessed in all his senses by this new divine thing that caught up his helpless soul and swung and dandled it, a powerless but happy infant in a strong sustaining grasp.
他的话，河鼠即便听到，也没回答。他心醉神迷，浑身颤栗，整个身心都被这件神奇的新鲜事物占有了。它用强有力的手。紧紧抓住了他的无力抗拒的心灵，摇着。抚着，像搂着一个柔弱但幸福的婴孩。
In silence Mole rowed steadily, and soon they came to a point where the river divided, a long backwater branching off to one side.  With a slight movement of his head Rat, who had long dropped the rudder-lines, directed the rower to take the backwater.  The creeping tide of light gained and gained, and now they could see the colour of the flowers that gemmed the water’s edge.
鼹鼠默默地划着船，不一会，他们来到了一处河道分岔的地方，一股长长的回水向一旁分流出去。河鼠早就放下了舵，这时，他把头轻轻一扬，示意鼹鼠向回水湾划去。天色将曙，他们已能辨别宝石般点缀着两岸的鲜花的颜色。
‘Clearer and nearer still,’ cried the Rat joyously.  ‘Now you must surely hear it!  Ah—at last—I see you do!’
“笛声越来越近，越来越清楚了，”河鼠欢喜地喊道。“这会儿你一定也听到了吧！啊哈！看得出来，你终于听到了！”
Breathless and transfixed the Mole stopped rowing as the liquid run of that glad piping broke on him like a wave, caught him up, and possessed him utterly.  He saw the tears on his comrade’s cheeks, and bowed his head and understood.  For a space they hung there, brushed by the purple loose-strife that fringed the bank; then the clear imperious summons that marched hand-in-hand with the intoxicating melody imposed its will on Mole, and mechanically he bent to his oars again.  And the light grew steadily stronger, but no birds sang as they were wont to do at the approach of dawn; and but for the heavenly music all was marvellously still.
那流水般欢畅的笛声浪潮般向鼹鼠涌来。席卷了他，整个占有了他。他屏住呼吸，痴痴地坐着，忘掉了划桨。他看到了同伴脸颊上的泪，便理解地低下头去。有好一阵。他俩呆在那儿一动不动，任凭镶在河边的紫色珍珠草在他们身上拂来拂去。然后，伴随着醉人的旋律而来的，是又清晰又迫切的召唤，引得鼹鼠身不由己，又痴痴地俯身划起桨来。天更亮了，但是黎明时分照例听到的鸟鸣，却没有出现；除了那美妙的天籁，万物都静得出奇。
On either side of them, as they glided onwards, the rich meadow-grass seemed that morning of a freshness and a greenness unsurpassable.  Never had they noticed the roses so vivid, the willow-herb so riotous, the meadow-sweet so odorous and pervading.  Then the murmur of the approaching weir began to hold the air, and they felt a consciousness that they were nearing the end, whatever it might be, that surely awaited their expedition.
他们的船继续向前滑行，两岸大片丰美的草地，在那个早晨显得无比清新，无比青翠。他们从没见过这样鲜艳的玫瑰，这样丰茂的柳兰，这样芳香诱人的绣线菊。再往后，前面河坝的隆隆声已在空中轰鸣。他们预感到，远征的终点已经不远了。不管那是什么，它肯定正在迎候他们的到来。
A wide half-circle of foam and glinting lights and shining shoulders of green water, the great weir closed the backwater from bank to bank, troubled all the quiet surface with twirling eddies and floating foam-streaks, and deadened all other sounds with its solemn and soothing rumble.  In midmost of the stream, embraced in the weir’s shimmering arm-spread, a small island lay anchored, fringed close with willow and silver birch and alder. Reserved, shy, but full of significance, it hid whatever it might hold behind a veil, keeping it till the hour should come, and, with the hour, those who were called and chosen.
一座大坝，从一岸到一岸，环抱着回水湾，形成一个宽阔明亮的半圆形绿色水坡。泡沫飞溅，波光粼粼，把平静的水面搅出无数的旋涡和带状的泡沫；它那庄严又亲切的隆隆声，盖过了所有别的声响。在大坝那闪光的臂膀环抱中，安卧着一个小岛，四周密密层层长着柳树、白桦和赤杨。它羞羞怯怯，隐而不露，但蕴意深长，用一层面纱把它要藏匿的东西遮盖起来，等待适当的时刻，才向那应召而来的客人坦露。
Slowly, but with no doubt or hesitation whatever, and in something of a solemn expectancy, the two animals passed through the broken tumultuous water and moored their boat at the flowery margin of the island.  In silence they landed, and pushed through the blossom and scented herbage and undergrowth that led up to the level ground, till they stood on a little lawn of a marvellous green, set round with Nature’s own orchard-trees—crab-apple, wild cherry, and sloe.
两只动物怀着某种庄严的期待，毫不迟疑地把船划过那喧嚣动荡的水面，停舶在小岛鲜花似锦的岸边。他们悄悄上了岸，穿过花丛，芳香的野草和灌木林，踏上平地，来到一片绿油油的小草坪，草坪四周，环绕着大自然自己的果园——沙果树、野樱桃树、野刺李树。
‘This is the place of my song-dream, the place the music played to me,’ whispered the Rat, as if in a trance.  ‘Here, in this holy place, here if anywhere, surely we shall find Him!’
“这是我的梦中歌曲之乡、是向我演奏的那首仙音之乡，”河鼠迷离恍惚地喃喃道。“要说在哪儿能找到‘他’，那就是在这块神圣的地方，我们将找到‘他’。”
Then suddenly the Mole felt a great Awe fall upon him, an awe that turned his muscles to water, bowed his head, and rooted his feet to the ground.  It was no panic terror—indeed he felt wonderfully at peace and happy—but it was an awe that smote and held him and, without seeing, he knew it could only mean that some august Presence was very, very near.  With difficulty he turned to look for his friend and saw him at his side cowed, stricken, and trembling violently.  And still there was utter silence in the populous bird-haunted branches around them; and still the light grew and grew.
鼹鼠顿生敬畏之情，他全身肌肉变得松软，头低低垂下，双脚像在地上生了根。那并不是一种惶恐的感觉，实际上，他心情异常宁静快乐；那是一种袭上心头并且紧紧抓住他的敬畏感，虽然他看不见，心里却明白，一个宏伟神圣的存在物就近在眼前。他费力地转过身去找他的朋友，只见河鼠诚惶诚恐地站在他旁边，浑身剧烈地颤抖。四周，栖满了鸟雀的树枝上，依旧悄无声息。天色，也越来越亮了。
Perhaps he would never have dared to raise his eyes, but that, though the piping was now hushed, the call and the summons seemed still dominant and imperious.  He might not refuse, were Death himself waiting to strike him instantly, once he had looked with mortal eye on things rightly kept hidden.  Trembling he obeyed, and raised his humble head; and then, in that utter clearness of the imminent dawn, while Nature, flushed with fullness of incredible colour, seemed to hold her breath for the event, he looked in the very eyes of the Friend and Helper; saw the backward sweep of the curved horns, gleaming in the growing daylight; saw the stern, hooked nose between the kindly eyes that were looking down on them humourously, while the bearded mouth broke into a half-smile at the corners; saw the rippling muscles on the arm that lay across the broad chest, the long supple hand still holding the pan-pipes only just fallen away from the parted lips; saw the splendid curves of the shaggy limbs disposed in majestic ease on the sward; saw, last of all, nestling between his very hooves, sleeping soundly in entire peace and contentment, the little, round, podgy, childish form of the baby otter.  All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered.
笛声现在虽已停止，但那种召唤，似仍旧那么强有力，那么刻不容缓；要不然，鼹鼠或许连抬眼看一看都不敢。他无法抵拒那种召唤，不能不用肉眼去看那隐蔽着的东西，哪怕一瞬间就要死去也在所不惜。他战战兢兢地抬起谦卑的头。就在破晓前那无比纯净的氛围里，大自然焕发着她那鲜艳绝伦的绯红，仿佛正屏住呼吸，等待这件大事——就在这一刻，鼹鼠直视那位朋友和救主的眼睛。他看到一对向后卷曲的弯弯的犄角，在晨光下发亮；他看到一双和蔼的眼睛，诙谐地俯视着他俩，慈祥的两眼间一只刚毅的鹰钩鼻。一张藏在须髯下的嘴，嘴角似笑非笑地微微上翘；一只筋肉隆起的臂，横在宽厚的胸前，修长而柔韧的手，仍握着那支刚离唇边的牧神之笛。毛蓬蓬的双腿线条优美，威严而安适地盘坐草地上；而偎依在老牧神的两蹄之间，是水獭娃娃那圆滚滚、胖乎乎、稚嫩嫩的小身子，他正安逸香甜地熟睡。就在这屏住呼吸心情紧张的一瞬间，他看到了呈现在晨曦中的这幅鲜明的景象。他活着看到了这一切，因为他还活着，他感到十分惊讶。
‘Rat!’ he found breath to whisper, shaking.  ‘Are you afraid?’
“河鼠，”好不产易才缓过气来的鼹鼠，战战兢兢地低声说。“你害怕吗？”
‘Afraid?’ murmured the Rat, his eyes shining with  unutterable love.  ‘Afraid! Of HIM?  O, never, never!  And yet—and yet—O, Mole, I am afraid!’
“害怕？”河鼠的眼睛闪烁着难以言表的敬爱，低声喃喃道。“害怕？怕他？啊，当然不！当然不！不过——不过——我还是有点害怕！”
Then the two animals, crouching to the earth, bowed their heads and did worship.
说罢，两只动物匐匍在地上，低头膜拜起来。
Sudden and magnificent, the sun’s broad golden disc showed itself over the horizon facing them; and the first rays, shooting across the level water-meadows, took the animals full in the eyes and dazzled them.  When they were able to look once more, the Vision had vanished, and the air was full of the carol of birds that hailed the dawn.
骤然间，对面的天边升起一轮金灿灿的太阳。最初的光芒，横穿平坦的水浸草地，直射他们的眼睛，晃得他们眼花缭乱。等到他们再看到东西时，那神奇的景象已经不见了，只听得空中回荡着百鸟欢呼日出的颂歌。
As they stared blankly in dumb misery deepening as they slowly realised all they had seen and all they had lost, a capricious little breeze, dancing up from the surface of the water, tossed the aspens, shook the dewy roses and blew lightly and caressingly in their faces; and with its soft touch came instant oblivion.  For this is the last best gift that the kindly demi-god is careful to bestow on those to whom he has revealed himself in their helping: the gift of forgetfulness.  Lest the awful remembrance should remain and grow, and overshadow mirth and pleasure, and the great haunting memory should spoil all the after-lives of little animals helped out of difficulties, in order that they should be happy and lighthearted as before.
他们茫茫然凝望着，慢慢地意识到，转瞬就失去了他们所看到的一切，一种说不出的怅惘袭上心头。这时，一阵忽忽悠悠的微风，飘过水面，摇着白杨树，晃着含露的玫瑰花，轻柔爱抚地吹拂到他们脸上，随着和风轻柔的触摸，顷刻间，他们忘掉了一切。这正是那位慈祥的半神为了关怀他显身相助的动物，送给他们的一件礼物——遗忘。为了不让那令人敬畏的印象久久滞留心头，给欢乐蒙上沉重的阴影，不让那段重大回忆萦回脑际，损害那些被他救出困境的小动物的后半生，让他们们还能像从前那样过得轻松愉快，他送给了他们这份礼物。
Mole rubbed his eyes and stared at Rat, who was looking about him in a puzzled sort of way.  ‘I beg your pardon; what did you say, Rat?’ he asked.
鼹鼠揉了揉眼睛，愣愣地望着茫然回顾的河鼠。他问：“对不起，河鼠，你说什么来着？”
‘I think I was only remarking,’ said Rat slowly, ‘that this was the right sort of place, and that here, if anywhere, we should find him.  And look!  Why, there he is, the little fellow!’  And with a cry of delight he ran towards the slumbering Portly.
“我想我是说，”河鼠慢吞吞地回答，“这才是我们要找的地方，我们就应该在这里找到他。瞧！啊哈！他不就在那儿，那个小家伙！”河鼠高兴地喊了一声，向沉睡的胖胖跑去。
But Mole stood still a moment, held in thought.  As one wakened suddenly from a beautiful dream, who struggles to recall it, and can re-capture nothing but a dim sense of the beauty of it, the beauty!Till that, too, fades away in its turn, and the dreamer bitterly accepts the hard, cold waking and all its penalties; so Mole, after struggling with his memory for a brief space, shook his head sadly and followed the Rat.
可是鼹鼠还怔怔地站了一会，想着心事。就像一个人突然从美梦中醒来，苦苦回忆这个梦。可又什么也想不起。只模模糊糊感到那个梦很美。美极了！随后，那点美的感觉也渐渐消失了。做梦的人只得悲哀地接受醒过来的冰冷严酷的现实；接受它的惩罚。鼹鼠正是这样，他苦苦回忆一阵之后，伤心地摇摇头，跟着河鼠去了。
Portly woke up with a joyous squeak, and wriggled with pleasure at the sight of his father’s friends, who had played with him so often in past days.  In a moment, however, his face grew blank, and he fell to hunting round in a circle with pleading whine.  As a child that has fallen happily asleep in its nurse’s arms, and wakes to find itself alone and laid in a strange place, and searches corners and cupboards, and runs from room to room, despair growing silently in its heart, even so Portly searched the island and searched, dogged and unwearying, till at last the black moment came for giving it up, and sitting down and crying bitterly.
胖胖醒来，快活地叽叽叫了一声。他看到父亲的两位朋友——他们过去常和他一起玩——高兴地扭动着身子。可是不一会，他脸上露出茫然的神色，转着圈儿寻找什么，鼻子里发出乞求般的哀鸣。他像一个在奶妈怀里甜甜入睡的小孩，醒来时，发现自己孤零零呆在一个陌生的地方，就到处寻觅。找遍了所有的屋角和柜橱，跑遍了所有的房间，心里越来越失望。胖胖坚持不懈地搜遍了整个小岛，最后他完全绝望了，坐在地上伤心地大哭起来。
The Mole ran quickly to comfort the little animal; but Rat, lingering, looked long and doubtfully at certain hoof-marks deep in the sward.
鼹鼠赶紧跑过去安慰这小动物，可河鼠却迟迟不动，满腹疑云地久久注视着草地上一些深深的蹄印。
‘Some—great—animal—has been here,’ he murmured slowly and thoughtfully; and stood musing, musing; his mind strangely stirred.
“有个——伟大的——动物——来过这里，”他若有所思地慢慢说；他站在那里，左思右想，心中翻腾得好生古怪。
‘Come along, Rat!’ called the Mole.  ‘Think of poor Otter, waiting up there by the ford!’
“快来呀，河鼠！”鼹鼠喊。“想想可怜的老水獭吧，他还在渡口苦等呐！”
Portly had soon been comforted by the promise of a treat—a jaunt on the river in Mr. Rat’s real boat; and the two animals conducted him to the water’s side, placed him securely between them in the bottom of the boat, and paddled off down the backwater.  The sun was fully up by now, and hot on them, birds sang lustily and without restraint, and flowers smiled and nodded from either bank, but somehow—so thought the animals—with less of richness and blaze of colour than they seemed to remember seeing quite recently somewhere—they wondered where.
他们答应胖胖，要带他好好玩一趟——乘河鼠先生的小船在河上游荡一番，胖胖的心立刻得到了安慰。两只动物领他来到水边，上了船，让他安安稳稳坐在两人当中，打起桨往回水湾下游划去。太阳已经升得老高，晒在身上暖洋洋的，鸟儿们无拘无束地纵情歌唱，两岸的鲜花冲他们频频点头微笑。可不知怎的——他们觉得——花儿的颜色，总比不上新近在什么地方见过的那样丰富多采，那样鲜艳夺目——那究竟是在哪儿呢？
The main river reached again, they turned the boat’s head upstream, towards the point where they knew their friend was keeping his lonely vigil.  As they drew near the familiar ford, the Mole took the boat in to the bank, and they lifted Portly out and set him on his legs on the tow-path, gave him his marching orders and a friendly farewell pat on the back, and shoved out into mid-stream.  They watched the little animal as he waddled along the path contentedly and with importance; watched him till they saw his muzzle suddenly lift and his waddle break into a clumsy amble as he quickened his pace with shrill whines and wriggles of recognition.  Looking up the river, they could see Otter start up, tense and rigid, from out of the shallows where he crouched in dumb patience, and could hear his amazed and joyous bark as he bounded up through the osiers on to the path. Then the Mole, with a strong pull on one oar, swung the boat round and let the full stream bear them down again whither it would, their quest now happily ended.
又来到主河道了。他们掉转船头，逆流而上，朝水獭朋友正孤独守候的地点划去。快到那个熟悉的渡口时，鼹鼠把船划向岸边，把胖胖搀上岸，让他站在纤道上，命他开步走，又在他背上拍了拍，算是友好的道别，然后把船驶到中流。他们看着那个小家伙摇摇摆摆顺着纤道走去，一副满意又自得的神情。只见他猛地抬起嘴巴，蹒跚的步子一下子变成了笨拙的小步，脚步加快了，尖声哼哼着，扭动着身子，像是认出什么来了。他们向上游望去，只见老水獭一跃而起，纵身窜出他耐心守候的浅水滩，神情紧张又严肃。他连蹦带跳，跑上纤道，发出一连串又惊又喜的吼叫。这时，鼹鼠把一只桨重重地一划，掉转船头，听任那满荡荡的河水把他们随便冲向哪里，因为，他们的搜寻任务已经大功告成了。
‘I feel strangely tired, Rat,’ said the Mole, leaning wearily over his oars as the boat drifted.  ‘It’s being up all night, you’ll say, perhaps; but that’s nothing.  We do as much half the nights of the week, at this time of the year.  No; I feel as if I had been through something very exciting and rather terrible, and it was just over; and yet nothing particular has happened.’
“河鼠，好奇怪。我感到疲乏极了，”鼹鼠有气无力地伏在桨上，由着船顺水漂流。“你也许会说，这是因为我们整宿没睡；可这并不算回事呀。每年这季节，我们每星期总有半数夜晚不睡觉的。不；我觉得像是刚刚经历过一件惊心动魄的大事件；可是，什么特别的事也没有发生呀。”
‘Or something very surprising and splendid and beautiful,’ murmured the Rat, leaning back and closing his eyes.  ‘I feel just as you do, Mole; simply dead tired, though not body tired.  It’s lucky we’ve got the stream with us, to take us home.  Isn’t it jolly to feel the sun again, soaking into one’s bones!  And hark to the wind playing in the reeds!’
“也可以说，是某种非常惊人的、光辉的、美好的事情。”河鼠仰靠着，闭上眼睛喃喃道。“我的感觉跟你一样，鼹鼠，简直疲乏得要命，但并不是身体疲倦。幸亏咱们是在河上，它可以把咱们送回家去。太阳又晒到身上，暖融融的，钻到骨头里去了，多惬意呀！听，风在芦苇丛里吹曲儿哩。”
‘It’s like music—far away music,’ said the Mole nodding drowsily.
“像音乐——遥远的音乐，”鼹鼠昏昏欲睡地点着头说。
‘So I was thinking,’ murmured the Rat, dreamful and languid.  ‘Dance-music—the lilting sort that runs on without a stop—but with words in it, too—it passes into words and out of them again—I catch them at intervals—then it is dance-music once more, and then nothing but the reeds’ soft thin whispering.’
“我也这样想，”河鼠梦悠悠懒洋洋地说。“舞蹈音乐——那种节拍轻快又绵绵不绝的音乐——可是还带歌词——歌词忽而有，忽而没有——我断断续续能听到几句——这会儿又成了舞蹈音乐——这会儿什么也听不到了，只剩下芦苇细细的轻柔的窸窣声。”
‘You hear better than I,’ said the Mole sadly.  ‘I cannot catch the words.’
“你耳朵比我好，”鼹鼠悲伤地说。“我听不见歌词。”
‘Let me try and give you them,’ said the Rat softly, his eyes still closed.  ‘Now it is turning into words again—faint but clear—Lest the awe should dwell—And turn your frolic to fret—You shall look on my power at the helping hour—But then you shall forget!  Now the reeds take it up—forget, forget, they sigh, and it dies away in a rustle and a whisper.  Then the voice returns—
“我来试试把歌词念给你听，”河鼠闭着眼睛轻声说。“现在歌词又来了——声音很弱，但很清晰——‘为了不使敬畏长留心头——不使欢笑变为忧愁——只要在急需时求助于我的威力——过后就要把它忘记！’现在芦苇接茬又唱了——‘忘记吧，忘记，’声音越来越弱，变成了悄悄话。现在，歌词又回来了——
‘Lest limbs be reddened and rent—I spring the trap that is set—As I loose the snare you may glimpse me there—For surely you shall forget!  Row nearer, Mole, nearer to the reeds! It is hard to catch, and grows each minute fainter.
‘Helper and healer, I cheer—Small waifs in the woodland wet—Strays I find in it, wounds I bind in it—Bidding them all forget!  Nearer, Mole, nearer!  No, it is no good; the song has died away into reed-talk.’
“‘为了不使肢体红肿撕裂——我松开设下的陷阱——陷阱松开时，你们就能把我瞥见——因为你们定会忘记！’鼹鼠，把船划近些，靠近芦苇！歌词很难听清，而且越变越弱了。
“‘我是救援者，我是治疗者，我鼓舞潮湿山林里的小小游子——我找到山林里迷路的小动物，为他们包扎伤口——嘱付他们把一切忘怀！’划近些，鼹鼠，再近些；不行，没有用；那歌声已经消失，化成了芦苇的低语。”
‘But what do the words mean?’ asked the wondering Mole.
“可是，这歌词是什么意思？”鼹鼠迷惑不解地问。
‘That I do not know,’ said the Rat simply.  ‘I passed them on to you as they reached me.  Ah! now they return again, and this time full and clear!  This time, at last, it is the real, the unmistakable thing, simple—passionate—perfect----‘
“这我也不知道，”河鼠只简单地回答，“我听到什么，就告诉你什么。啊！歌声又回来了，这回很完整，很清楚！这回到底是真实的，绝对错不了，简单——热情——完美——”
‘Well, let’s have it, then,’ said the Mole, after he had waited patiently for a few minutes, half-dozing in the hot sun..
“那好，让咱听听，”鼹鼠说，他已经耐心等了几分钟，在炽热的阳光下、他都有点瞌睡了。
But no answer came.  He looked, and understood the silence.  With a smile of much happiness on his face, and something of a listening look still lingering there, the weary Rat was fast asleep.
可是没有回答。他揪了河鼠一眼、就明白了为什么没有回答。他看到，河鼠睑上带着快乐的微笑。还挂着一丝侧耳倾听的神情，困倦的河鼠沉沉睡熟了。
Chapter 8 Toad's Adventures
When Toad found himself immured in a dank and noisome dungeon, and knew that all the grim darkness of a medieval fortress lay between him and the outer world of sunshine and well-metalled high roads where he had lately been so happy, disporting himself as if he had bought up every road in England, he flung himself at full length on the floor, and shed bitter tears, and abandoned himself to dark despair.  ‘This is the end of everything’ (he said), ‘at least it is the end of the career of Toad, which is the same thing; the popular and handsome Toad, the rich and hospitable Toad, the Toad so free and careless and debonair!  How can I hope to be ever set at large again’ (he said), ‘who have been imprisoned so justly for stealing so handsome a motor-car in such an audacious manner, and for such lurid and imaginative cheek, bestowed upon such a number of fat, red-faced policemen!’ (Here his sobs choked him.)  ‘Stupid animal that I was’ (he said), ‘now I must languish in this dungeon, till people who were proud to say they knew me, have forgotten the very name of Toad!  O wise old Badger!’ (he said), ‘O clever, intelligent Rat and sensible Mole! What sound judgments, what a knowledge of men and matters you possess! O unhappy and forsaken Toad!’  With lamentations such as these he passed his days and nights for several weeks, refusing his meals or intermediate light refreshments, though the grim and ancient gaoler, knowing that Toad’s pockets were well lined, frequently pointed out that many comforts, and indeed luxuries, could by arrangement be sent in—at a price—from outside.
蟾蜍被关进了一个阴森森臭哄哄的地牢，他知道，一座暗无天日的中世纪城堡，把他和外面的世界隔绝开来了。外面那个世界，阳光灿烂，碎石子道路纵横交错，前不久，他还在那儿尽情玩乐，好不快活，就像全英国的道路都被他买下了似的。想到这，他一头扑倒在地上，流着辛酸的泪，完全陷入了绝望。“一切的一切全完啦，”他哀叹道，“至少是，蟾蜍的前途完啦，反正是一样。那个名声显赫、漂亮体面的蟾蜍，富有好客的蟾蜍，自由自在、无忧无虑、温文尔雅的蟾蜍，完啦！我胆大妄为，偷了人家一辆漂亮汽车，又厚着脸皮，粗暴无礼，对一大帮红脸膛的胖警察胡说八道，坐牢是我罪有应得，哪还有获释的希望！”抽泣噎住了他的喉咙， “我真蠢哪，现在，我只有在这个地牢里苦熬岁月。有一天，那些曾经以认识我为荣的人，连我蟾蜍的名字都给忘了！老獾多明智呀，河鼠多机灵呀，鼹鼠多懂事呀！你们的判断多么正确！你们看人看事，多透彻呀！唉，我这个不幸的、孤苦无依的蟾蜍哟！”他就这样昼夜不停地哀叹，一连过了好几个星期，不肯吃饭，也不肯吃点心。那位板着面孔的老狱卒知道他的口袋里装满了钱，一个劲儿提醒他，只要肯出价，就能为他从监狱外面搞到许多好东西，甚至还有奢侈品，可他硬是什么都不吃。
Now the gaoler had a daughter, a pleasant wench and good-hearted, who assisted her father in the lighter duties of his post.  She was particularly fond of animals, and, besides her canary, whose cage hung on a nail in the massive wall of the keep by day, to the great annoyance of prisoners who relished an after-dinner nap, and was shrouded in an antimacassar on the parlour table at night, she kept several piebald mice and a restless revolving squirrel.  This kind-hearted girl, pitying the misery of Toad, said to her father one day, ‘Father!  I can’t bear to see that poor beast so unhappy, and getting so thin!  You let me have the managing of him.  You know how fond of animals I am.  I’ll make him eat from my hand, and sit up, and do all sorts of things.’
却说，这狱卒有个女儿，她是位心肠慈善的可爱姑娘。在监狱里帮着父亲干点轻便杂活。她特别喜欢动物，养着一只金丝雀，鸟笼子每天就挂在厚厚的城堡墙上一只钉子上。鸟的鸣唱，吵得那些想在午饭后打个盹儿的犯人苦恼不堪。夜晚，鸟笼就用布罩罩着，放在厅里的桌子上。她还养着几只花斑鼠，和一只不停地转着圈儿的松鼠。这位好心的姑娘很同情蟾蜍的悲惨处境。有一天，她对父亲说：“爹！我实在不忍心看着这只可怜的动物那么受罪，您瞧他多瘦呀。您让我来管他吧。您知道，我是多么喜欢动物。我要亲手喂他东西吃，让他坐起来，干各种各样的事。”
Her father replied that she could do what she liked with him.  He was tired of Toad, and his sulks and his airs and his meanness. So that day she went on her errand of mercy, and knocked at the door of Toad’s cell.
她父亲回答说，她愿意拿蟾蜍怎么办都可以，因为他已经烦透了蟾蜍。他讨厌他那副阴阳怪气、装腔作势的卑劣相。于是有一天，她就敲开蟾蜍囚室的门，去做行善的事。
‘Now, cheer up, Toad,’ she said, coaxingly, on entering, ‘and sit up and dry your eyes and be a sensible animal.  And do try and eat a bit of dinner.  See, I’ve brought you some of mine, hot from the oven!’
“好啦。蟾蜍，打起精神来，”她一进门就说，“坐起来，擦干眼泪，做个懂事的动物。试试看，吃口饭吧。瞧，我给你拿来一点我的饭菜，刚出炉的，还热着呐。”
It was bubble-and-squeak, between two plates, and its fragrance filled the narrow cell.  The penetrating smell of cabbage reached the nose of Toad as he lay prostrate in his misery on the floor, and gave him the idea for a moment that perhaps life was not such a blank and desperate thing as he had imagined.  But still he wailed, and kicked with his legs, and refused to be comforted. So the wise girl retired for the time, but, of course, a good deal of the smell of hot cabbage remained behind, as it will do, and Toad, between his sobs, sniffed and reflected, and gradually began to think new and inspiring thoughts: of chivalry, and poetry, and deeds still to be done; of broad meadows, and cattle browsing in them, raked by sun and wind; of kitchen-gardens, and straight herb-borders, and warm snap-dragon beset by bees; and of the comforting clink of dishes set down on the table at Toad Hall, and the scrape of chair-legs on the floor as every one pulled himself close up to his work.  The air of the narrow cell took a rosy tinge; he began to think of his friends, and how they would surely be able to do something; of lawyers, and how they would have enjoyed his case, and what an ass he had been not to get in a few; and lastly, he thought of his own great cleverness and resource, and all that he was capable of if he only gave his great mind to it; and the cure was almost complete.
这是用两只盘子扣着的一份土豆加卷心菜，香气四溢，充满了狭小的牢房。蟾蜍正惨兮兮地伸开四肢躺在地上，卷心菜那股浓烈的香味钻进了他的鼻孔，一时间使他感到，生活也许还不像他想象的那样空虚绝望。不过，他还是悲伤地哭个没完，踢蹬着两腿，不理会她的安慰。聪明的姑娘暂时退了出去，不过当然，她带来的热菜的香气还留在牢房里。蟾蜍一边抽泣，一边用鼻子闻，同时心里想着，渐渐地想到了一些使他激动的新念头，想到侠义行为，想到诗歌，还有那些等着他去完成的业绩；想到广阔的草地，阳光下，微风里，在草地上吃草的牛羊；想到菜园子，整齐的花坛，被蜜蜂团团围住的暖融融的金鱼草；还想到蟾宫里餐桌上碗碟那悦耳的丁当声，和人们拉拢椅子就餐时椅子脚擦着地板的声音。狭小的囚室里的空气仿佛呈现出玫瑰色。他想起了自己的朋友们，他们准会设法营救他的；他想到律师，他们一定会对他的案子感兴趣的。他是多么愚蠢，当时为什么不请几位律师。末了，他想到自己原是绝顶聪明，足智多谋，只要肯动动自己那伟大的脑筋，世间万事他都能办到。想到这里，所有的苦恼几乎一扫而光了。
When the girl returned, some hours later, she carried a tray, with a cup of fragrant tea steaming on it; and a plate piled up with very hot buttered toast, cut thick, very brown on both sides, with the butter running through the holes in it in great golden drops, like honey from the honeycomb.  The smell of that buttered toast simply talked to Toad, and with no uncertain voice; talked of warm kitchens, of breakfasts on bright frosty mornings, of cosy parlour firesides on winter evenings, when one’s ramble was over and slippered feet were propped on the fender; of the purring of contented cats, and the twitter of sleepy canaries.  Toad sat up on end once more, dried his eyes, sipped his tea and munched his toast, and soon began talking freely about himself, and the house he lived in, and his doings there, and how important he was, and what a lot his friends thought of him.
几个钟头以后，姑娘又回来了。她端着一个托盘。盘里放着一杯冒着热气的香茶，还有堆得老高的一盘热腾腾的黄油烤面包。面包片切得厚厚的，两面都烤得焦黄，熔化的黄油顺着面包的孔眼直往下滴，变成金黄色的大油珠，象蜂巢里淌出来的蜜。黄油烤面包的气味，简直在向蟾蜍讲话，说得清清楚楚，半点不含糊。它讲到暖融融的厨房，明亮的霜晨的早餐；讲到冬日黄昏漫游归来，穿拖鞋的脚搁在炉架上，向着一炉舒适的旺火；讲到心满意足的猫儿打着呼噜，昏昏欲睡的金丝雀在啁啾。蟾蜍又一次坐起身来，抹去眼泪，啜起了茶，嚼开了烤面包，无拘无束地对姑娘谈起了他自己，他的房子，他在那里都干些什么，他是一位何等显要的人物，他的朋友们多么敬重他。
The gaoler’s daughter saw that the topic was doing him as much good as the tea, as indeed it was, and encouraged him to go on.
狱卒的女儿看到，这个话题像茶点一样，对蟾蜍大有裨益，就鼓励他说下去。
‘Tell me about Toad Hall,’ said she.  ‘It sounds beautiful.’
“给我说说你的蟾宫吧，”她说。“看来那是个美丽的地方。”
‘Toad Hall,’ said the Toad proudly, ‘is an eligible self-contained gentleman’s residence very unique; dating in part from the fourteenth century, but replete with every modern convenience.  Up-to-date sanitation.  Five minutes from church, post-office, and golf-links, Suitable for----‘
“蟾宫嘛，”蟾蜍骄傲地说，“是一所合格的独门独户的绅士住宅。它别具一格，一部分是在14世纪建成的，不过现在安装了顶方便的现代化设施。有最新款式的卫生设备。离教堂、邮局、高尔夫球场都很近，只消走五分钟就到。适合于——”
‘Bless the animal,’ said the girl, laughing, ‘I don’t want to TAKE it.  Tell me something REAL about it.  But first wait till I fetch you some more tea and toast.’
“上天保佑你这动物，”姑娘大笑着说。“我又不打算买下它。给我讲讲房子的具体情况吧。不过先等一下，我再给你拿点茶和烤面包来。”
She tripped away, and presently returned with a fresh trayful; and Toad, pitching into the toast with avidity, his spirits quite restored to their usual level, told her about the boathouse, and the fish-pond, and the old walled kitchen-garden; and about the pig-styes, and the stables, and the pigeon-house, and the hen-house; and about the dairy, and the wash-house, and the china-cupboards, and the linen-presses (she liked that bit especially); and about the banqueting-hall, and the fun they had there when the other animals were gathered round the table and Toad was at his best, singing songs, telling stories, carrying on generally. Then she wanted to know about his animal-friends, and was very interested in all he had to tell her about them and how they lived, and what they did to pass their time.  Of course, she did not say she was fond of animals as PETS, because she had the sense to see that Toad would be extremely offended.  When she said good night, having filled his water-jug and shaken up his straw for him, Toad was very much the same sanguine, self-satisfied animal that he had been of old.  He sang a little song or two, of the sort he used to sing at his dinner-parties, curled himself up in the straw, and had an excellent night’s rest and the pleasantest of dreams.
她一溜小跑走开、很快又端来一盘吃的。蟾蜍贪馋地一头扎进烤面包，情绪多少恢复过来。他给她讲他的船仓、鱼塘、围墙里的菜园；讲他的猪圈、马厩、鸽房、鸡舍；讲他的牛奶棚、洗衣房、瓷器柜、熨衣板（这玩意她特喜欢）；讲他的宴会厅，他怎样招待别的动物围坐餐桌旁，而他蟾蜍如何意气风发，神采飞扬。又唱歌。又讲故事，诸如此类。然后，她又要他谈他的动物朋友们的情况，津津有味地听他讲他们怎样过活，怎样娱乐消遣，一切一切。当然，她没有说她是把动物当宠物来喜爱，因为她知道那会使蟾蜍大为反感。末了，她给他把水罐盛满，把铺草抖松，向他道了晚安。这时，他已经恢复到原先那个沾沾自喜、洋洋得意的蟾蜍了。他唱了一两支小曲儿，就是他过去在宴会上常唱的那种歌，蜷曲着身子躺在稻草里，美美地睡了一夜，还做了许多顶愉快的好梦。
They had many interesting talks together, after that, as the dreary days went on; and the gaoler’s daughter grew very sorry for Toad, and thought it a great shame that a poor little animal should be locked up in prison for what seemed to her a very trivial offence.  Toad, of course, in his vanity, thought that her interest in him proceeded from a growing tenderness; and he could not help half-regretting that the social gulf between them was so very wide, for she was a comely lass, and evidently admired him very much.
打那以后，沉闷的日子过了一天又一天，他们经常在一起谈得很投机。狱卒的女儿越来越替蟾蜍抱不平，她觉得，这么一只可怜的小动物，为了一件微不足道的过失，就给关在监牢里，太不应该了。蟾蜍呢，他的虚荣心又抬头了，以为她关心自己，是出于对自己滋生了恋情。只是他认为，他俩之间社会地位太悬殊，他不能不为此感到遗憾，因为她是个挺招人喜欢的小妞儿，而且显然对他一往情深。
One morning the girl was very thoughtful, and answered at random, and did not seem to Toad to be paying proper attention to his witty sayings and sparkling comments.
有天早上，那女孩像是有心事似的，回答他的问题时有点心不在焉。蟾蜍觉得。他那连篇的机智妙语和才气横溢的评论，并没引起她应有的注意。
‘Toad,’ she said presently, ‘just listen, please.  I have an aunt who is a washerwoman.’
“蟾蜍，”她开门见山地说。“你仔细听着。我有个姑母，是个洗衣妇”
‘There, there,’ said Toad, graciously and affably, ‘never mind; think no more about it.  I have several aunts who OUGHT to be washerwomen.’
“好啦。好啦，”蟾蜍温文和蔼地说，“这没关系，别去想它啦。我也有好几位姑母，本来都要做洗衣妇的。”
‘Do be quiet a minute, Toad,’ said the girl.  ‘You talk too much, that’s your chief fault, and I’m trying to think, and you hurt my head.  As I said, I have an aunt who is a washerwoman; she does the washing for all the prisoners in this castle—we try to keep any paying business of that sort in the family, you understand. She takes out the washing on Monday morning, and brings it in on Friday evening.  This is a Thursday.  Now, this is what occurs to me: you’re very rich—at least you’re always telling me so—and she’s very poor.  A few pounds wouldn’t make any difference to you, and it would mean a lot to her.  Now, I think if she were properly approached—squared, I believe is the word you animals use—you could come to some arrangement by which she would let you have her dress and bonnet and so on, and you could escape from the castle as the official washerwoman.  You’re very alike in many respects—particularly about the figure.’
“蟾蜍，你安静一会儿好不好，”那女孩说。“你太多嘴多舌了，这是你的大毛病。我正在考虑一个问题，你搅乱我的思路。我刚才说，我有位姑母，她是个洗衣妇。她替这所监狱里所有的犯人洗衣服——我们照例总把这类来钱的活儿留给自家人，这你明白。她每星期一上午把要洗的衣服取走。星期五傍晚把洗好的衣服送回来。今儿是星期四。你瞧，我想到这么个招儿：你很有钱——至少你老是这样对我说——而她很穷。几镑钱，对你来说不算回事，可对她却大有用场。要是多多少少打点打点她——也就是你们动物常说的，笼络笼络她，我想，你们也许可以做成一笔交易：她让你穿上她的衣裳，戴上她的布帽什么的。你呢，装扮成专职洗衣妇，就可以混出监狱。你们俩有许多地方挺相像——特别是身材差不多。”
‘We’re NOT,’ said the Toad in a huff.  ‘I have a very elegant figure— for what I am.’
“我和她根本不相像，”蟾蜍没好气地说。“我身材多优美呀——就蟾蜍而言。”
‘So has my aunt,’ replied the girl, ‘for what SHE is.  But have it your own way.  You horrid, proud, ungrateful animal, when I’m sorry for you, and trying to help you!’
“我姑母也一样——就洗衣妇而言。”女孩说：“随你的便。你这个可恶的、骄傲的、忘恩负义的东西！我还为你难过，想帮你一把哩！”
‘Yes, yes, that’s all right; thank you very much indeed,’ said the Toad hurriedly.  ‘But look here! you wouldn’t surely have Mr. Toad of Toad Hall, going about the country disguised as a washerwoman!’
“好，好，没关系；多谢你的好意啦，”蟾蜍连忙说。“不过，问题是，你总不能让蟾宫的蟾蜍先生装成洗衣妇，满世界跑吧！”
‘Then you can stop here as a Toad,’ replied the girl with much spirit. ‘I suppose you want to go off in a coach-and-four!’
“那你就老老实实呆在这儿，当你的蟾蜍去吧。”女孩怒冲冲地说。“我看，你大概是想坐上四匹马拉的车出去吧！”
Honest Toad was always ready to admit himself in the wrong.  ‘You are a good, kind, clever girl,’ he said, ‘and I am indeed a proud and a stupid toad.  Introduce me to your worthy aunt, if you will be so kind, and I have no doubt that the excellent lady and I will be able to arrange terms satisfactory to both parties.’
诚实的蟾蜍总是乐于认错的，他说：“你是一位善良、聪明的好姑娘，我确实是只又骄傲又愚蠢的蟾蜍。请多关照，把我介绍给你尊敬的姑母吧。我相信，令姑母大人和在下一定能达成双方都满意的协议。”
Next evening the girl ushered her aunt into Toad’s cell, bearing his week’s washing pinned up in a towel.  The old lady had been prepared beforehand for the interview, and the sight of certain gold sovereigns that Toad had thoughtfully placed on the table in full view practically completed the matter and left little further to discuss.  In return for his cash, Toad received a cotton print gown, an apron, a shawl, and a rusty black bonnet; the only stipulation the old lady made being that she should be gagged and bound and dumped down in a corner.  By this not very convincing artifice, she explained, aided by picturesque fiction which she could supply herself, she hoped to retain her situation, in spite of the suspicious appearance of things.
第二天傍晚，女孩把她的姑母领进蟾蜍的牢房，还带上本周要洗的衣服，用毛巾包好，别针别住。这次会见，事先已经向老太太打过招呼，而蟾蜍又细心周到地把一些金币放在桌上显眼的地方，于是谈判马到成功，无需多费唇舌。蟾蜍的金币换来了一件印花棉布裙衫、一条围裙、一条大围巾，还有一顶褪了色的黑布女帽。老太太提出的唯一条件，就是把她的嘴堵上，捆绑起来，扔在墙角。她解释说，凭着这样一种不太可信的伪装，加上她自己编造的一套有声有色的情节，她希望能保住自己的饭碗，尽管事情显得十分可疑。
Toad was delighted with the suggestion.  It would enable him to leave the prison in some style, and with his reputation for being a desperate and dangerous fellow untarnished; and he readily helped the gaoler’s daughter to make her aunt appear as much as possible the victim of circumstances over which she had no control.
蟾蜍欣然接受了这个建议。这能使他多少气派地离开监狱，而不辱没他那个危险的亡命之徒的英名。于是他很乐意地帮助狱卒的女儿，把她的姑母尽量伪装成一个身不由己的受害者。
‘Now it’s your turn, Toad,’ said the girl.  ‘Take off that coat and waistcoat of yours; you’re fat enough as it is.’
“现在，蟾蜍，该轮到你了，”女孩说。“脱掉你身上的外衣和马甲；你已经够胖的了。”
Shaking with laughter, she proceeded to ‘hook-and-eye’ him into the cotton print gown, arranged the shawl with a professional fold, and tied the strings of the rusty bonnet under his chin.
她一面笑得前仰后合，一面动手给他穿上印花棉布裙衫，紧紧地扣上领扣，披上大围巾，打了一个符合洗衣妇身份的褶，又把褪色的女帽的带子系在下巴底下。
‘You’re the very image of her,’ she giggled, ‘only I’m sure you never looked half so respectable in all your life before.  Now, good-bye, Toad, and good luck.  Go straight down the way you came up; and if any one says anything to you, as they probably will, being but men, you can chaff back a bit, of course, but remember you’re a widow woman, quite alone in the world, with a character to lose.’
“你跟她简直一模一样了，”她格格笑着说，“只是我敢说，你这辈子还从没这么体面过。好啦，蟾蜍，再见吧，祝你好运。顺着你进来时的路一直走；要是有人跟你搭讪——他们很可能会的，因为他们都是男人嘛 ——你当然也可以跟他们打打趣儿，不过要记住，你是一位寡妇，孤身一人在世上过活，可不能丢了名声呀。”
With a quaking heart, but as firm a footstep as he could command, Toad set forth cautiously on what seemed to be a most hare-brained and hazardous undertaking; but he was soon agreeably surprised to find how easy everything was made for him, and a little humbled at the thought that both his popularity, and the sex that seemed to inspire it, were really another’s.  The washerwoman’s squat figure in its familiar cotton print seemed a passport for every barred door and grim gateway; even when he hesitated, uncertain as to the right turning to take, he found himself helped out of his difficulty by the warder at the next gate, anxious to be off to his tea, summoning him to come along sharp and not keep him waiting there all night.  The chaff and the humourous sallies to which he was subjected, and to which, of course, he had to provide prompt and effective reply, formed, indeed, his chief danger; for Toad was an animal with a strong sense of his own dignity, and the chaff was mostly (he thought) poor and clumsy, and the humour of the sallies entirely lacking.  However, he kept his temper, though with great difficulty, suited his retorts to his company and his supposed character, and did his best not to overstep the limits of good taste.
蟾蜍揣着一颗怦怦乱跳的心，迈着尽可能坚定的步子，小心翼翼地走出牢房，开始一场看来最轻率最风险的行动。不过，他很快就惊喜地发现，道道关卡都一帆风顺地通过了。可是一想到他的这份好人缘，以及造成这种好人缘的性别，实际上都是另外一个人的，又不免多少感到屈辱。洗衣妇的矮胖身材，她身上那件人们熟悉的印花布衫，对每扇上了闩的小门和森严的大门，仿佛都是一张通行证。甚至在他左右为难，不知该往哪边拐时，下一道门的卫兵就会帮他摆脱困境，高声招呼他快些过去。因为那卫兵急着要去喝茶，不愿整夜在那儿等着。主要的危险，倒是他们拿俏皮话跟他搭讪，他自然不能不当机立断作出恰如其分的回答。因为蟾蜍是个自尊心很强的动物，他们的那些打浑逗趣，他认为多数都很无聊笨拙，毫无幽默感可言。不过，费了很大劲，总算耐下性子，使自己的回答适合对方和他乔装的人物的身份，情趣高雅而不出格。
It seemed hours before he crossed the last courtyard, rejected the pressing invitations from the last guardroom, and dodged the outspread arms of the last warder, pleading with simulated passion for just one farewell embrace.  But at last he heard the wicket-gate in the great outer door click behind him, felt the fresh air of the outer world upon his anxious brow, and knew that he was free!
仿佛过了好几个钟头，他才穿过最后一个院子，辞谢了最后一间警卫室里盛情的邀请；躲开了最后一名看守佯装要和他拥抱诀别而伸出的双臂。最后，他终于听到监狱大门上的便门在他身后咔哒一声关上了，感到外面世界的新鲜空气吹拂在他焦虑的额上，他知道，他自由了！
Dizzy with the easy success of his daring exploit, he walked quickly towards the lights of the town, not knowing in the least what he should do next, only quite certain of one thing, that he must remove himself as quickly as possible from the neighbourhood where the lady he was forced to represent was so well-known and so popular a character.
这次大胆的冒脸，这样轻而易举就获得了成功，使得他头脑发晕。他朝镇里的灯光快步走去，丝毫不知道下一步该怎么办，脑子里只有一个念头，就是必须尽快离开邻近地区，因为他被迫装扮的那位太太，在这一带是人人熟识和喜欢的一个人物。
As he walked along, considering, his attention was caught by some red and green lights a little way off, to one side of the town, and the sound of the puffing and snorting of engines and the banging of shunted trucks fell on his ear.  ‘Aha!’ he thought, ‘this is a piece of luck!  A railway station is the thing I want most in the whole world at this moment; and what’s more, I needn’t go through the town to get it, and shan’t have to support this humiliating character by repartees which, though thoroughly effective, do not assist one’s sense of self-respect.’
他边走边想，忽然注意到，不远处，在镇子的一侧，有一些红绿灯在闪烁，机车的喷气声，车辆进岔道的撞击声，也传进了他的耳朵。“啊哈！”他想，“真走运！这会儿，火车站是我在世上最渴望的东西；而且，到火车站去不需要穿过镇子，用不着再装扮这个丢人现眼的角色，用不着再花言巧语跟人周旋了，尽管那很管用，可有损一个人的尊严。”
He made his way to the station accordingly, consulted a time-table, and found that a train, bound more or less in the direction of his home, was due to start in half-an-hour.  ‘More luck!’ said Toad, his spirits rising rapidly, and went off to the booking-office to buy his ticket.
他径直来到火车站，看了看行车时刻表，看到有一趟大致开往他家那个方向的车，半小时以后就开车。“又交上好运啦！”蟾蜍说，他来了精神头，到售票处去买票。
He gave the name of the station that he knew to be nearest to the village of which Toad Hall was the principal feature, and mechanically put his fingers, in search of the necessary money, where his waistcoat pocket should have been.  But here the cotton gown, which had nobly stood by him so far, and which he had basely forgotten, intervened, and frustrated his efforts.  In a sort of nightmare he struggled with the strange uncanny thing that seemed to hold his hands, turn all muscular strivings to water, and laugh at him all the time; while other travellers, forming up in a line behind, waited with impatience, making suggestions of more or less value and comments of more or less stringency and point.  At last—somehow—he never rightly understood how—he burst the barriers, attained the goal, arrived at where all waistcoat pockets are eternally situated, and found—not only no money, but no pocket to hold it, and no waistcoat to hold the pocket!
他报了离蟾宫最近的车站的名称。他本能地把手伸进马甲的兜里去掏钱。那件棉布衫，直到这一刻一直在忠实地为他效劳，他却忘恩负义，把它忘掉了。现在这件衣裳横插一手，阻碍他掏钱。像做恶梦似的，他拼命撕扯那怪东西，可那东西仿佛抓牢了他的手，还不住地嘲笑他，使他耗尽全身的力气而不能得逞。其他旅客在他后面排成长队，等得不耐烦了，向他提出有用或没用的建议，或轻或重的批评。末末了，不知怎么搞的——他也闹不清是怎么回事——他突破了重重障碍，终于摸到了他素来装钱的地方，不料却发现，非但没有钱，连装钱的口袋也没有，甚至连装口袋的马甲也没啦！
To his horror he recollected that he had left both coat and waistcoat behind him in his cell, and with them his pocket-book, money, keys, watch, matches, pencil-case—all that makes life worth living, all that distinguishes the many-pocketed animal, the lord of creation, from the inferior one-pocketed or no-pocketed productions that hop or trip about permissively, unequipped for the real contest.
他惊恐万分，想起他把他的外衣和马甲，连同他的钱包、钱、钥匙、表、火柴、铅笔盒，一切的一切，全都丢在地牢里了。正是这些东酉，使一个人活得有价值，使一个拥有许多口袋的动物、造物的宠儿。有别于只拥有一个口袋或根本没有口袋的低等动物，他们只配凑合着蹦蹦跳跳，却没有资格参加真正的竞赛。
In his misery he made one desperate effort to carry the thing off, and, with a return to his fine old manner—a blend of the Squire and the College Don—he said, ‘Look here!  I find I’ve left my purse behind.  Just give me that ticket, will you, and I’ll send the money on to-morrow?  I’m well-known in these parts.’
他狼狈不堪，只得孤注一掷。他又摆出自己原有的优雅风度——一种乡村绅士和名牌大学院长兼有的气派——说：“唉！我忘带钱包啦，请把票给我好吗？明天我就差人把钱送来。在这一带我是知名人士。”
The clerk stared at him and the rusty black bonnet a moment, and then laughed.  ‘I should think you were pretty well known in these parts,’ he said, ‘if you’ve tried this game on often. Here, stand away from the window, please, madam; you’re obstructing the other passengers!’
售票员把他和他那顶褪色的黑布女帽盯了片刻，然后哈哈大笑说：“我相信你在这一带定会出名的，要是你老耍这套鬼花招。听着，太太，请你离开窗口，你妨碍别的旅客买票！”
An old gentleman who had been prodding him in the back for some moments here thrust him away, and, what was worse, addressed him as his good woman, which angered Toad more than anything that had occurred that evening.
一位老绅士已经在他后背戳了好一阵子，这时干脆把他推到一边，更不像话的是，竟管蟾蜍叫他的好太太，这比那晚发生的任何事都更令他恼火。
Baffled and full of despair, he wandered blindly down the platform where the train was standing, and tears trickled down each side of his nose.  It was hard, he thought, to be within sight of safety and almost of home, and to be baulked by the want of a few wretched shillings and by the pettifogging mistrustfulness of paid officials.  Very soon his escape would be discovered, the hunt would be up, he would be caught, reviled, loaded with chains, dragged back again to prison and bread-and-water and straw; his guards and penalties would be doubled; and O, what sarcastic remarks the girl would make!  What was to be done?  He was not swift of foot; his figure was unfortunately recognisable.  Could he not squeeze under the seat of a carriage? He had seen this method adopted by schoolboys, when the journey-money provided by thoughtful parents had been diverted to other and better ends.  As he pondered, he found himself opposite the engine, which was being oiled, wiped, and generally caressed by its affectionate driver, a burly man with an oil-can in one hand and a lump of cotton-waste in the other.
他一肚子委屈，满心的懊丧，漫无目的地沿着火车停靠的月台往前走，眼泪顺着两腮滚落下来。他心想，眼看就要到手的安全和归家，想不到只因为缺少几个臭钱，因为车站办事员吹毛求疵，故意刁难。就全告吹了，多倒霉哟。他逃跑的事很快就会被发现。跟着就是追捕，被抓住；受辱骂，戴上镣铐，拖回监狱，又回到那面包加白水加稻草地铺的苦日子。他会加倍受到看管和刑罚。哎呀，那姑娘该怎样嘲笑他啊！可他天生不是个飞毛腿，跑不快，他的体形又很容易被人辨认出来。怎么办？能不能藏在车厢座位底下呢？他见过一些小学生，把关怀备至的父母给的车钱全都花在别的用途上，就用这办法混车，他是不是也能如法炮制？他一边合计着，不觉已走到一辆机车跟前。一位壮实的司机，一手拿着油壶，一手摸着块棉纱团，正备加爱护地给机车擦拭，上油。
‘Hullo, mother!’ said the engine-driver, ‘what’s the trouble? You don’t look particularly cheerful.’
“你好，大娘！”司机说，“遇到麻烦了吗？你像是不大高兴。”
‘O, sir!’ said Toad, crying afresh, ‘I am a poor unhappy washerwoman, and I’ve lost all my money, and can’t pay for a ticket, and I must get home to-night somehow, and whatever I am to do I don’t know.  O dear, O dear!’
“唉，先生，”蟾蜍说，又哭了起来，“我是个不幸的穷洗衣妇，所有的钱都丢失了，没钱买火车票，可我今晚非赶回家不可，不知道咋办才好。老天爷呀！”
‘That’s a bad business, indeed,’ said the engine-driver reflectively.  ‘Lost your money—and can’t get home—and got some kids, too, waiting for you, I dare say?’
“太糟了，”司机思忖着说。“钱丢了——回不了家——家里还有几个孩子在等你吧？”
‘Any amount of ‘em,’ sobbed Toad.  ‘And they’ll be hungry—and playing with matches—and upsetting lamps, the little innocents!--and quarrelling, and going on generally.  O dear, O dear!’
“一大帮孩子，”蟾蜍抽泣着说。“他们准要挨饿的——要玩火柴的——要打翻油灯的，这帮小傻瓜！——会吵架的。吵个没完。老天爷！老天爷！”
‘Well, I’ll tell you what I’ll do,’ said the good engine-driver.  ‘You’re a washerwoman to your trade, says you.  Very well, that’s that.  And I’m an engine-driver, as you well may see, and there’s no denying it’s terribly dirty work.  Uses up a power of shirts, it does, till my missus is fair tired of washing of ‘em.  If you’ll wash a few shirts for me when you get home, and send ‘em along, I’ll give you a ride on my engine.  It’s against the Company’s regulations, but we’re not so very particular in these out-of-the-way parts.’
“好吧，我给你出个主意，”好心的火车司机说。“你说你是干洗衣这行当的，那很好。我呢，你瞧，是个火车司机。开火车是个脏活。我穿脏的衬衣一大堆，我太太洗都洗烦了。要是你回家以后，替我洗几件衬衣，洗好给我送来，我就让你搭我的机车。这是违反公司规章的，不过这一带很偏僻，要求不那么严。”
The Toad’s misery turned into rapture as he eagerly scrambled up into the cab of the engine.  Of course, he had never washed a shirt in his life, and couldn’t if he tried and, anyhow, he wasn’t going to begin; but he thought: ‘When I get safely home to Toad Hall, and have money again, and pockets to put it in, I will send the engine-driver enough to pay for quite a quantity of washing, and that will be the same thing, or better.’
蟾蜍的愁苦一下子变成了狂喜，他急急忙忙爬进驾驶室。自然啰，他这辈子没洗过一件衬衣，就是想洗也不会，所以，他压根儿就不打算洗。不过他合计，“等我平安回到蟾宫，有了钱，有了盛钱的口袋，我就给司机送钱去，够他洗好些衣裳的，那还不是一样，说不定更好哩。”
The guard waved his welcome flag, the engine-driver whistled in cheerful response, and the train moved out of the station.  As the speed increased, and the Toad could see on either side of him real fields, and trees, and hedges, and cows, and horses, all flying past him, and as he thought how every minute was bringing him nearer to Toad Hall, and sympathetic friends, and money to chink in his pocket, and a soft bed to sleep in, and good things to eat, and praise and admiration at the recital of his adventures and his surpassing cleverness, he began to skip up and down and shout and sing snatches of song, to the great astonishment of the engine-driver, who had come across washerwomen before, at long intervals, but never one at all like this.
信号员挥动了他望眼欲穿的那面小旗，火车司机拉响了欢快的汽笛。火车隆隆驶出了站台。车速越来越快，蟾蜍看到两旁实实在在的田野、树丛、矮篱、牛、马，飞一般地从他身边闪过。他想到，每过一分钟，他就离蟾宫更近，想到同情他的朋友、衣袋里丁当作响的钱币、软软的床、美味的食物，想到人们对他的历险故事和过人的聪明齐声赞叹， ——想到这—切，他禁不住蹦上蹦下，大声喊叫，断断续续地唱起歌来。火车司机大为惊诧，因为洗衣妇他以前偶尔也碰到过，但这样一位洗衣妇，他可是从没见过。
They had covered many and many a mile, and Toad was already considering what he would have for supper as soon as he got home, when he noticed that the engine-driver, with a puzzled expression on his face, was leaning over the side of the engine and listening hard.  Then he saw him climb on to the coals and gaze out over the top of the train; then he returned and said to Toad: ‘It’s very strange; we’re the last train running in this direction to-night, yet I could be sworn that I heard another following us!’
他们已经驶过了许多哩的路程，蟾蜍在考虑到家后吃什么晚餐。这时，他注意到司机把头探出窗外，用心听着什么，脸上露出疑惑的神情，随后。司机又爬上煤堆．越过车顶向后张望。一回到车里，他对蟾蜍说：“真怪，今晚这条线上，我们是最后一班车，可是我敢保证，我听到后面还有一辆车开过来！”
Toad ceased his frivolous antics at once.  He became grave and depressed, and a dull pain in the lower part of his spine, communicating itself to his legs, made him want to sit down and try desperately not to think of all the possibilities.
蟾蜍马上收起了他那套轻浮的滑稽动作，变得严肃忧郁起来。脊梁骨下半截一阵隐隐的痛感，一直传到两腿，使他只想坐小来，竭力不去想各种可能发生的情况。
By this time the moon was shining brightly, and the engine-driver, steadying himself on the coal, could command a view of the line behind them for a long distance.
这时，月亮照耀得通明，司机设法在煤堆上站稳了，可以看清他们后面长长的路轨。
Presently he called out, ‘I can see it clearly now!  It is an engine, on our rails, coming along at a great pace!  It looks as if we were being pursued!’
他立刻喊道：“现在我看清楚了！是一辆机车．在我们同一条轨道上，飞快地开过来了！他们像是在追我们！”
The miserable Toad, crouching in the coal-dust, tried hard to think of something to do, with dismal want of success.
倒霉的蟾蜍蹲在煤末里，绞尽脑汁想脱身之计，可硬是一筹莫展。
‘They are gaining on us fast!’ cried the engine-driver.  And the engine is crowded with the queerest lot of people!  Men like ancient warders, waving halberds; policemen in their helmets, waving truncheons; and shabbily dressed men in pot-hats, obvious and unmistakable plain-clothes detectives even at this distance, waving revolvers and walking-sticks; all waving, and all shouting the same thing—“Stop, stop, stop!”’
“他们很快就撵上咱们了！”司机说。“机车上满是奇奇怪怪的人！有的像古代的卫兵，手里晃着戟；有的是戴钢盔的警察，手里挥着警棍；还有一些是穿得破破烂烂戴高礼帽的人，拿着手枪和手杖，即使隔这么远，也可以断定那是便衣侦探；所有的人都挥着家伙，喊着同一句话：‘停车，停车，停车！’”
Then Toad fell on his knees among the coals and, raising his clasped paws in supplication, cried, ‘Save me, only save me, dear kind Mr.  Engine-driver, and I will confess everything!  I am not the simple washerwoman I seem to be!  I have no children waiting for me, innocent or otherwise!  I am a toad—the well-known and popular Mr. Toad, a landed proprietor; I have just escaped, by my great daring and cleverness, from a loathsome dungeon into which my enemies had flung me; and if those fellows on that engine recapture me, it will be chains and bread-and-water and straw and misery once more for poor, unhappy, innocent Toad!’
这时，蟾蜍一下子跪在煤堆里，举起两只合拢的爪子，哀求道：“救救我吧，求求你，亲爱的好心的司机先生，我向你坦白一切！我不是那个简单的洗衣妇！也没有什么天真的或者淘气的孩子在家等我！我是一只蟾蜍——是赫赫有名受人爱戴的蟾蜍先生，我是一位地产主。我凭着极大的勇气和智慧，刚刚从一座可憎的地牢里逃了出来。我坐牢，是由于仇人陷害。要是再给那辆机车上的人抓住，我这个可怜、不幸、无辜的蟾蜍，就会再次陷入戴枷锁、吃面包、喝白水、睡草铺的悲惨境地！”
The engine-driver looked down upon him very sternly, and said, ‘Now tell the truth; what were you put in prison for?’
火车司机非常严厉地低头望着他，说：“你老实告诉我，坐牢是因为什么？”
‘It was nothing very much,’ said poor Toad, colouring deeply.  ‘I only borrowed a motorcar while the owners were at lunch; they had no need of it at the time.  I didn’t mean to steal it, really; but people— especially magistrates—take such harsh views of thoughtless and high-spirited actions.’
“没什么大不了的事，”可怜的蟾蜍说，满脸通红。“我只不过在车主吃午饭的时候，借用一下他们的汽车；他们当时用不着它。我并不是有意偷车，真的；可是有些人——特别是地方官们——竟把这种粗心大意的鲁莽行为看得那么严重。”
The engine-driver looked very grave and said, ‘I fear that you have been indeed a wicked toad, and by rights I ought to give you up to offended justice.  But you are evidently in sore trouble and distress, so I will not desert you.  I don’t hold with motor-cars, for one thing; and I don’t hold with being ordered about by policemen when I’m on my own engine, for another.  And the sight of an animal in tears always makes me feel queer and softhearted. So cheer up, Toad!  I’ll do my best, and we may beat them yet!’
火车司机神情非常严肃．他说：“恐怕你确实是一只坏蟾蜍，我有权把你交给法律去制裁。不过你现在显然是处在危难中，我不会见死不救。一来，我不喜欢汽车；二来，我在自己的机车上不爱听警察们支使。再说，看到一只动物流眼泪，我于心不忍。所以，打起精神来，蟾蜍！我要尽最大的努力搭救你，咱们兴许还能挫败他们！”
They piled on more coals, shovelling furiously; the furnace roared, the sparks flew, the engine leapt and swung but still their pursuers slowly gained.  The engine-driver, with a sigh, wiped his brow with a handful of cotton-waste, and said, ‘I’m afraid it’s no good, Toad.  You see, they are running light, and they have the better engine.  There’s just one thing left for us to do, and it’s your only chance, so attend very carefully to what I tell you.  A short way ahead of us is a long tunnel, and on the other side of that the line passes through a thick wood. Now, I will put on all the speed I can while we are running through the tunnel, but the other fellows will slow down a bit, naturally, for fear of an accident.  When we are through, I will shut off steam and put on brakes as hard as I can, and the moment it’s safe to do so you must jump and hide in the wood, before they get through the tunnel and see you.  Then I will go full speed ahead again, and they can chase me if they like, for as long as they like, and as far as they like.  Now mind and be ready to jump when I tell you!’
他们一个劲儿往锅炉里添煤；炉火呼呼地吼，火花四溅，机车上下颠动，左右摇晃，可是追撵的机车还是渐渐逼近了。司机用废棉纱擦了擦额头，叹口气说：“这样怕不行，蟾蜍。你瞧，他们没有负重，跑起来轻快，而且他们的机车更优良。咱们只有一个法子，这是你逃脱的唯一机会，好好听我说。前方不远，有一条很长的隧道，过了隧道，路轨要穿过一座密林。过隧道时，我要加足马力，可后面的人因为怕出事故，会放慢速度。一过隧道，我就关汽，来个急刹车。等车速慢到可以安全跳车时，你就跳下去，在他们钻出隧道、看到你以前，跑进树林里藏起来。然后我再全速行驶，引他们来追我，随他们想追多久就追多远好啦。现在注意，做好准备，我叫你跳车，就跳！”
They piled on more coals, and the train shot into the tunnel, and the engine rushed and roared and rattled, till at last they shot out at the other end into fresh air and the peaceful moonlight, and saw the wood lying dark and helpful upon either side of the line.  The driver shut off steam and put on brakes, the Toad got down on the step, and as the train slowed down to almost a walking pace he heard the driver call out, ‘Now, jump!’
他们又添了些煤，火车像子弹一样射进隧洞，机车轰隆隆狂吼着往前直冲，末了，他们从隧道另一端射出来，又驶进新鲜空气和宁静的月光。只见那座树林横躺在路轨的两侧，显得非常乐意帮忙的样子。司机关上汽门，踩住刹车，蟾蜍站到踏板上，火车速减慢到差不多和步行一样时，他听到司机一声喊：“现在，跳！”
Toad jumped, rolled down a short embankment, picked himself up unhurt, scrambled into the wood and hid.
蟾蜍跳了下去，一骨碌滚过一段短短的路基，从地上爬起来，居然一点没伤着。他爬进树林，藏了起来。
Peeping out, he saw his train get up speed again and disappear at a great pace.  Then out of the tunnel burst the pursuing engine, roaring and whistling, her motley crew waving their various weapons and shouting, ‘Stop! stop! stop!’  When they were past, the Toad had a hearty laugh—for the first time since he was thrown into prison.
他从树林里往外窥望，只见他坐的那辆火车又一次加速行进，转眼间就消失不见了。接着，从隧道里冲出那辆追车，咆哮着，尖声鸣着笛，车上那帮杂合人群摇晃着各自不同的武器，高喊“停车！停车！停车！”等他们驶了过去时，蟾蜍禁不住哈哈大笑——自打入狱以来，他还是第一次笑得这样痛快。
But he soon stopped laughing when he came to consider that it was now very late and dark and cold, and he was in an unknown wood, with no money and no chance of supper, and still far from friends and home; and the dead silence of everything, after the roar and rattle of the train, was something of a shock.  He dared not leave the shelter of the trees, so he struck into the wood, with the idea of leaving the railway as far as possible behind him.
可是，他很快就笑不起来了，因为他想到，这时已是深夜，又黑又冷，他来到了一座不熟悉的树林，身无分文，吃不上晚饭，仍旧远离朋友和家。火车震耳的隆隆声消逝以后，这里的一切像死一般寂静，怪吓人的。他不敢离开藏身的树丛，觉得离铁路越远越好，于是深深钻进林子。
After so many weeks within walls, he found the wood strange and unfriendly and inclined, he thought, to make fun of him. Night-jars, sounding their mechanical rattle, made him think that the wood was full of searching warders, closing in on him.  An owl, swooping noiselessly towards him, brushed his shoulder with its wing, making him jump with the horrid certainty that it was a hand; then flitted off, moth-like, laughing its low ho! ho! ho; which Toad thought in very poor taste.  Once he met a fox, who stopped, looked him up and down in a sarcastic sort of way, and said, ‘Hullo, washerwoman!  Half a pair of socks and a pillow-case short this week!  Mind it doesn’t occur again!’ and swaggered off, sniggering.  Toad looked about for a stone to throw at him, but could not succeed in finding one, which vexed him more than anything.  At last, cold, hungry, and tired out, he sought the shelter of a hollow tree, where with branches and dead leaves he made himself as comfortable a bed as he could, and slept soundly till the morning.
在监狱里蹲了这么久，他感到树林特生疏，特不友好，像成心在拿他取笑逗乐似的。夜鸳单调的嘎嘎声，使他觉得林中布满了搜索他的卫兵，从四面八方向他包抄过来。一只猫头鹰，悄没声地猝然向他扑来，翅膀擦着他的肩头，吓得他跳了起来，心惊胆战地想，那准是一只手；接着又像飞蛾一样轻轻掠过、发出一串低沉的 “嗬！嗬！嗬！”的笑声，听起来非常下流。有一回，他碰上一只狐狸，那狐狸停下来，讥讽地朝他上下打量了一番，说：“喂，洗衣婆！这星期少了我一只袜子，一个枕套！下次留神别再犯！”说罢，窃笑着摇摇摆摆走开了。蟾蜍四处看，想找块石头打他，可就是找不到，更把他气坏了。末了，又冷，又饿，又乏，他找到一个树洞，躲了进去，设法用树枝和枯叶铺了一张将就舒适的床，沉沉睡着了，直睡到天明。
Chapter 9 Wayfarers All
The Water Rat was restless, and he did not exactly know why.  To all appearance the summer’s pomp was still at fullest height, and although in the tilled acres green had given way to gold, though rowans were reddening, and the woods were dashed here and there with a tawny fierceness, yet light and warmth and colour were still present in undiminished measure, clean of any chilly premonitions of the passing year.  But the constant chorus of the orchards and hedges had shrunk to a casual evensong from a few yet unwearied performers; the robin was beginning to assert himself once more; and there was a feeling in the air of change and departure.  The cuckoo, of course, had long been silent; but many another feathered friend, for months a part of the familiar landscape and its small society, was missing too and it seemed that the ranks thinned steadily day by day.  Rat, ever observant of all winged movement, saw that it was taking daily a southing tendency; and even as he lay in bed at night he thought he could make out, passing in the darkness overhead, the beat and quiver of impatient pinions, obedient to the peremptory call.
河鼠心烦意乱，焦躁不安，也不知究竟因为什么。从表面看，大自然还保持着盛夏欣欣向荣的气象，尽管庄稼地的翠绿已让位给金黄，花楸树变红了，丛林已有多处染上了烈焰般的赤褐，然而光照、气温和色彩依旧没有减退，看不出一年行将逝去的萧瑟迹象。不过，果园里树篱间那弦歌不辍的大合唱已削减，只剩下几个不知疲倦的演唱者，偶尔表演一曲黄昏之歌。知更鸟又开始大出风头。空气里荡漾着一种变迁和别离的意蕴。杜鹃自然早就沉默了，许多别的羽毛界朋友，几个月来一直是这幅熟悉的风景画和那个小小社会的一部分，也逐渐隐没不见，他们的队伍看来正一天天减员。河鼠向来密切关注着所有羽翼界的活动，看到他们正日渐趋向南迁。甚至夜间躺在床上，他也能听出那急于南行的鸟儿们听从造化的指令，扑打着翅膀掠过夜空。
Nature’s Grand Hotel has its Season, like the others.  As the guests one by one pack, pay, and depart, and the seats at the table-d’hote shrink pitifully at each succeeding meal; as suites of rooms are closed, carpets taken up, and waiters sent away; those boarders who are staying on, en pension, until the next year’s full re-opening, cannot help being somewhat affected by all these flittings and farewells, this eager discussion of plans, routes, and fresh quarters, this daily shrinkage in the stream of comradeship.  One gets unsettled, depressed, and inclined to be querulous.  Why this craving for change?  Why not stay on quietly here, like us, and be jolly?  You don’t know this hotel out of the season, and what fun we have among ourselves, we fellows who remain and see the whole interesting year out.  All very true, no doubt the others always reply; we quite envy you—and some other year perhaps—but just now we have engagements— and there’s the bus at the door—our time is up!  So they depart, with a smile and a nod, and we miss them, and feel resentful.  The Rat was a self-sufficing sort of animal, rooted to the land, and, whoever went, he stayed; still, he could not help noticing what was in the air, and feeling some of its influence in his bones.
自然界的大饭店，也和其他大饭店一样，有它自己的旺季和淡季。旅客们一个又一个收拾行装，结帐离店，公共餐厅里每开过一顿饭，坐椅就撤去一批，怪凄凉的。一套套房间关闭了，地毯卷起来了，侍者辞退了。而那些长住的客人，则留下等待来年饭店全面开业。他们眼瞅着大批旅伴飞走的飞走，告别的告别，热烈地谈论着下一步的计划、路线和新居，眼瞅着伙伴的人数日渐削减，心情难免不受影响。他会感到心绪不宁，郁郁寡欢，烦躁易怒。你们干吗要变换环境？干吗不老老实实呆在这儿，安安生生过日子？这家饭店在淡季的模样，你没见识过；你哪里知道，我们这些留下来共赏四时美景的动物，享有多少乐趣。可那些打定主意要走的动物总是回答说：当然，这无疑是事实；我非常羡慕你们——也许改年我们也留下来——不过现在我们有约会——公共汽车就停在门口，出发的时刻到啦！于是，他点头微笑，走啦，撇下我们苦苦思念他们，心头窝着火。河鼠是一种知足常乐的动物，扎根在这片土地上，不管谁走，他反正不走；尽管如此，他还是不免觉察到空气里有种变化，打骨节里感受到它的影响。
It was difficult to settle down to anything seriously, with all this flitting going on.  Leaving the water-side, where rushes stood thick and tall in a stream that was becoming sluggish and low, he wandered country-wards, crossed a field or two of pasturage already looking dusty and parched, and thrust into the great sea of wheat, yellow, wavy, and murmurous, full of quiet motion and small whisperings.  Here he often loved to wander, through the forest of stiff strong stalks that carried their own golden sky away over his head—a sky that was always dancing, shimmering, softly talking; or swaying strongly to the passing wind and recovering itself with a toss and a merry laugh.  Here, too, he had many small friends, a society complete in itself, leading full and busy lives, but always with a spare moment to gossip, and exchange news with a visitor.  Today, however, though they were civil enough, the field-mice and harvest-mice seemed preoccupied.  Many were digging and tunnelling busily; others, gathered together in small groups, examined plans and drawings of small flats, stated to be desirable and compact, and situated conveniently near the Stores. Some were hauling out dusty trunks and dress-baskets, others were already elbow-deep packing their belongings; while everywhere piles and bundles of wheat, oats, barley, beech-mast and nuts, lay about ready for transport.
处处都在忙着辞行送别，行色匆匆，在这种时候，要安下心来干点正事，是很难的。河岸边，灯芯草丛已经长得又高又密，河水已经流得缓慢，水位低落了。河鼠离开了河岸，漫无目地的朝田野走去。他走过一两块龟裂的布满尘埃的牧场地，一头钻进一大片麦田。麦子金黄灿灿，麦浪翻滚，沙沙作响，充满了宁静的动作和呢喃细语。河鼠常喜欢在这里漫游，穿行在粗壮的麦秆丛林之间。麦秆在他头上高高地支起一片金色的天空——那天空总在不停地婆娑起舞，闪闪发光，细语绵绵，有时被过路的风刮得歪歪斜斜，风一过，它又把头一昂，开怀大笑，恢复故态。在麦田里，河鼠也有许多小友，整个儿一个小社会，过着丰足忙碌的的生活，。可也总能抽出片刻空闲，和来访的客人聊会儿闲天，互换个信息。但今天，不知怎的，野鼠和田鼠尽管挺客气，却似乎心不在焉。有些在忙着挖洞掘壕；另一些则分成小组，在研究一套套小居室的规划和草图，考虑如何才能构造得紧凑适用，而且要建在仓库附近。有的正把积满尘土的箱笼和衣篓拖出来，有的已经在埋头捆扎自己的财物；遍地都是一堆堆一捆捆的小麦、燕麦、大麦、果实、干果，等待运走。
‘Here’s old Ratty!’ they cried as soon as they saw him.  ‘Come and bear a hand, Rat, and don’t stand about idle!’
“河鼠兄来啦！”他们一见河鼠，便喊了起来。“快过来帮一手，河鼠，别在那儿愣着！”
‘What sort of games are you up to?’ said the Water Rat severely. ‘You know it isn’t time to be thinking of winter quarters yet, by a long way!’
“你们在玩什么游戏呀？”河鼠绷着脸说。“你们该懂得，现在还不是考虑过冬住所的时候，早着呐！”
‘O yes, we know that,’ explained a field-mouse rather shamefacedly; ‘but it’s always as well to be in good time, isn’t it?  We really MUST get all the furniture and baggage and stores moved out of this before those horrid machines begin clicking round the fields; and then, you know, the best flats get picked up so quickly nowadays, and if you’re late you have to put up with ANYTHING; and they want such a lot of doing up, too, before they’re fit to move into.  Of course, we’re early, we know that; but we’re only just making a start.’
“是啊，这我们懂，”一只田鼠有点不好意思地说。“不过，及早作准备总是好的，对不？我们必须赶在那些可怕的机器开始轧轧地翻地之前，把这些家具、行李和储备粮搬走。再说，你也知道，现如今最好的套间很快就给抢光了，要是你晚了一步，你就得随便找个地方将就住下；而且，新住所还得先修整拾掇一番，才能搬进去呀。当然，现在是早了点儿，这我们知道；不过我们也只是刚开个头。”
‘O, bother STARTS,’ said the Rat.  ‘It’s a splendid day.  Come for a row, or a stroll along the hedges, or a picnic in the woods, or something.’
“开什么头，”河鼠说。“天气这么好，跟我一道划划船，或者在树篱边散散步，或者到树林里去野餐，或者干点别的什么不好吗？”
‘Well, I THINK not TO-DAY, thank you,’ replied the field-mouse hurriedly.  ‘Perhaps some OTHER day—when we’ve more TIME----‘
“噢，今儿个不去了，谢谢你。”田鼠忙说。“也许改天等我们有空——”
The Rat, with a snort of contempt, swung round to go, tripped over a hat-box, and fell, with undignified remarks.
河鼠轻蔑地哼了一声，转身要走，不想蹴到一只帽盒，摔倒了，嘴里不干不净地骂了几句。
‘If people would be more careful,’ said a field-mouse rather stiffly, ‘and look where they’re going, people wouldn’t hurt themselves—and forget themselves.  Mind that hold-all, Rat! You’d better sit down somewhere.  In an hour or two we may be more free to attend to you.’
“要是人们小心在意些，”一只田鼠尖刻地说，“走路留神看道，人们就不致伤着自己，不致失态了。注意那只大旅行袋，河鼠！你最好找个地方坐坐。再过一两个钟头，我们也许就有空闲陪陪你了。”
‘You won’t be “free” as you call it much this side of Christmas, I can see that,’ retorted the Rat grumpily, as he picked his way out of the field.
“你所说的‘空闲’，只怕在圣诞节以前，是不会有的。”河鼠没好气地反唇相讥。他在行李堆中择路走出了麦田。
He returned somewhat despondently to his river again—his faithful, steady-going old river, which never packed up, flitted, or went into winter quarters.
河鼠灰溜溜地回到了河边。那是他忠实的稳重的老河，它从不收拾行装，从不开溜；也从不搬到别的住宅去过冬。
In the osiers which fringed the bank he spied a swallow sitting.  Presently it was joined by another, and then by a third; and the birds, fidgeting restlessly on their bough, talked together earnestly and low.
他看见，岸边的一排杞柳林里，栖着一只燕子。不一会又来了一只，跟着又来了第三只。。燕子们在枝头不停地动弹，热烈地低声交谈。
‘What, ALREADY,’ said the Rat, strolling up to them.  ‘What’s the hurry?  I call it simply ridiculous.’
“怎么，这就要走？”河鼠踱到他们跟着，问道：“着什么慌呀？我说，这简直滑稽可笑。”
‘O, we’re not off yet, if that’s what you mean,’ replied the first swallow.  ‘We’re only making plans and arranging things. Talking it over, you know—what route we’re taking this year, and where we’ll stop, and so on.  That’s half the fun!’
“噢，如果你是说要走，我们还不走哩，”第一只燕子回答说。“我们，只是筹划筹划，安排安排。只是谈谈，今年打算走哪条路线；在哪歇脚，诸如此类。这也挺有趣哩。”
‘Fun?’ said the Rat; ‘now that’s just what I don’t understand. If you’ve GOT to leave this pleasant place, and your friends who will miss you, and your snug homes that you’ve just settled into, why, when the hour strikes I’ve no doubt you’ll go bravely, and face all the trouble and discomfort and change and newness, and make believe that you’re not very unhappy.  But to want to talk about it, or even think about it, till you really need----‘
“有趣？”河鼠说，“我真不理解。要是你们非离开这个愉快的好地方不可，非离开想念你们的朋友和刚刚安顿好的舒适的家不可，到该走的时候，我不怀疑，你们会勇敢地飞走，面对一切艰难险阻、变化莫测的新环境，还要摆出一副高高兴兴的样子。可是，还没到非走不可的时候，就谈论起来，哪怕只是想一想，这未免——”
‘No, you don’t understand, naturally,’ said the second swallow.  ‘First, we feel it stirring within us, a sweet unrest; then back come the recollections one by one, like homing pigeons.  They flutter through our dreams at night, they fly with us in our wheelings and circlings by day.  We hunger to inquire of each other, to compare notes and assure ourselves that it was all really true, as one by one the scents and sounds and names of long-forgotten places come gradually back and beckon to us.’
“你当然理解不了，”第二只燕子说。“首先，我们内心感到一种骚动，一种甜蜜的不安。然后，往事就像信鸽一样，一桩桩一件件飞了回来。它们夜间在我们梦中遨翔，白天就随我们一道在空中盘旋。当那些早已忘掉的地方，它们的气味、声响和名称一个个飞回来向我们招手时，我们就渴望互相询问，交流信息，好让自己确信这一切都是真实的。”
‘Couldn’t you stop on for just this year?’ suggested the Water Rat, wistfully.  ‘We’ll all do our best to make you feel at home. You’ve no idea what good times we have here, while you are far away.’
“今年你们能不能留下不走，就呆一年行不行？”河鼠巴巴地向他们建议。“我们要尽力使你们过得舒适惬意。你们走得老远，根本想不到我们这儿过得多么开心。”
‘I tried “stopping on” one year,’ said the third swallow.  ‘I had grown so fond of the place that when the time came I hung back and let the others go on without me.  For a few weeks it was all well enough, but afterwards, O the weary length of the nights!  The shivering, sunless days!  The air so clammy and chill, and not an insect in an acre of it!  No, it was no good; my courage broke down, and one cold, stormy night I took wing, flying well inland on account of the strong easterly gales.  It was snowing hard as I beat through the passes of the great mountains, and I had a stiff fight to win through; but never shall I forget the blissful feeling of the hot sun again on my back as I sped down to the lakes that lay so blue and placid below me, and the taste of my first fat insect!  The past was like a bad dream; the future was all happy holiday as I moved southwards week by week, easily, lazily, lingering as long as I dared, but always heeding the call!  No, I had had my warning; never again did I think of disobedience.’
“有一年我试着留下来的，”第三只燕子说。“我越来越喜欢这地方，所以到了该走的时候，我就留下了，没跟别的燕子一块儿走。开头几星期，情况还算好，可后来，哎呀呀，黑夜那么长；好无聊啊！白天不见阳光，阴凄凄的！空气又潮又冷，一亩地里也找不到一只虫子！不行，这样可不中；我的勇气垮掉了，于是在一个暴风雨的寒夜，我起飞了。；那天东风刮得紧，我在内陆飞得挺顺利。飞过高山峡谷时，下起了大雪，我努力拼搏一番，才穿过山隘。当我迅速飞到大湖上时，我又一次感到背上晒着暖融融的太阳；尝到第一只肥胖的虫子的美味，那种幸福的感觉真是再也忘不掉！过去的时光就像一场恶梦，未来全是快乐的假日。一周又一周，我不停地往南飞，飞得轻松，飞得悠闲，需要逗留多久就多久，只是随时注意倾听南方的呼唤。所以，我不能留下，我有过教训，再也不敢违抗南方的召唤了。”
‘Ah, yes, the call of the South, of the South!’ twittered the other two dreamily.  ‘Its songs its hues, its radiant air!  O, do you remember----‘ and, forgetting the Rat, they slid into passionate reminiscence, while he listened fascinated, and his heart burned within him.  In himself, too, he knew that it was vibrating at last, that chord hitherto dormant and unsuspected.  The mere chatter of these southern-bound birds, their pale and second-hand reports, had yet power to awaken this wild new sensation and thrill him through and through with it; what would one moment of the real thing work in him— one passionate touch of the real southern sun, one waft of the authentic odor?  With closed eyes he dared to dream a moment in full abandonment, and when he looked again the river seemed steely and chill, the green fields grey and lightless.  Then his loyal heart seemed to cry out on his weaker self for its treachery.
“是啊，是啊，南方在召唤，南方在召唤！”另两只燕子做梦似地呢喃着。 “南方的歌。南方的色彩，南方明朗的空气！噢，你可记得——”他们忘掉了河鼠，只顾沉湎在热情的回忆里。河鼠听得出神，他的心开始烧得火辣辣的。他暗自明白，那根弦，那根一直沉睡着、没被觉察的弦，终于也震颤起来了。光是这几只南飞鸟儿的闲谈，他们那并不生动的第二手叙述，就足以撩拨起这种如醉如狂的新感受，激得他浑身上下躁动不已。如果亲自去体验一下，感受南方太阳热情的抚摩，南方香风轻柔的吹拂，那将会是怎样一番滋味？他闭上双眼，有一刻儿大胆地纵情沉溺在幻梦里，等他再睁眼时，那条河似乎成了铅灰色，冷冰冰的，绿色的田野变得暗淡无光了。这时，他那颗忠贞的心，似乎在大声谴责他那个软弱的自我的背叛。
‘Why do you ever come back, then, at all?’ he demanded of the swallows jealously.  ‘What do you find to attract you in this poor drab little country?’
“那你们为什么还要回来？”他猜疑地问燕子。“这片可怜的灰暗的小天地，还有什么可吸引你们的地方？”
‘And do you think,’ said the first swallow, ‘that the other call is not for us too, in its due season?  The call of lush meadow-grass, wet orchards, warm, insect-haunted ponds, of browsing cattle, of haymaking, and all the farm-buildings clustering round the House of the perfect Eaves?’
第一只燕子说：“在适当的季节到来时，你以为我们会感受不到另一种召唤吗？那丰茂的草地，湿润的果园，满是虫子的暖水池塘，吃草的牛羊，翻晒的干草，理想的屋檐，房子周围的各种农场设施，不是也在召唤我们吗？”
‘Do you suppose,’ asked the second one, that you are the only living thing that craves with a hungry longing to hear the cuckoo’s note again?’
第二只燕子说：“你以为只有你才渴望再一次听到杜鹃的啼声吗？”
‘In due time,’ said the third, ‘we shall be home-sick once more for quiet water-lilies swaying on the surface of an English stream.  But to-day all that seems pale and thin and very far away.  Just now our blood dances to other music.’
“到一定的时候，”第三只燕子说，“我们又会患起思乡病；想念着英国溪水上漂着的幽静的睡莲。不过在今天，那些似乎都显得那么苍白，单薄，遥远。这一刻，我们的血液是和着另一种音乐翩翩起舞。”
They fell a-twittering among themselves once more, and this time their intoxicating babble was of violet seas, tawny sands, and lizard-haunted walls.
他们又自顾自地互相唧喳起来。这回他们那兴奋的话题是蔚蓝的海洋、金黄的沙滩，和壁虎爬上爬下的围墙。
Restlessly the Rat wandered off once more, climbed the slope that rose gently from the north bank of the river, and lay looking out towards the great ring of Downs that barred his vision further southwards—his simple horizon hitherto, his Mountains of the Moon, his limit behind which lay nothing he had cared to see or to know.  To-day, to him gazing South with a new-born need stirring in his heart, the clear sky over their long low outline seemed to pulsate with promise; to-day, the unseen was everything, the unknown the only real fact of life.  On this side of the hills was now the real blank, on the other lay the crowded and coloured panorama that his inner eye was seeing so clearly.  What seas lay beyond, green, leaping, and crested! What sun-bathed coasts, along which the white villas glittered against the olive woods!  What quiet harbours, thronged with gallant shipping bound for purple islands of wine and spice, islands set low in languorous waters!
河鼠又一次焦躁不安地走开了。他爬上大河北岸那缓缓的斜坡，躺了下来，极目朝南望去。南边那条环形的大丘陵带，挡住了他的视线，他看不到以南更远的地方——迄今为止，那就是他的地平线，他的梦幻山脉，他目光的极限，在那以外，就没有什么值得他去看或去了解的东西了。今天，他极目南眺时，由于一种新的渴求在心中翻腾，那绵亘低矮的丘陵上面的晴空，仿佛颤动着希望。今天，看不到的东西成了至关重要的，不了解的东西成了生活中唯一的真实。山这边，是真正的空虚；山那边，展现着一派熙熙攘攘、五彩纷呈的生活全景，他内心的眼睛现在看得很清楚。那边有碧波荡漾、白浪翻滚的海洋！有沐浴在阳光下的沙滩，白色的别墅在橄榄林的掩映下闪光！有宁静的港湾，停满了气派的船舶，准备开往盛产美酒和香料的紫色岛屿，那些岛屿低低隆起在水波不兴的海面上。
He rose and descended river-wards once more; then changed his mind and sought the side of the dusty lane.  There, lying half-buried in the thick, cool under-hedge tangle that bordered it, he could muse on the metalled road and all the wondrous world that it led to; on all the wayfarers, too, that might have trodden it, and the fortunes and adventures they had gone to seek or found unseeking—out there, beyond—beyond!
他站了起来，又一次朝河岸走去。随后，他改变主意，转向尘土飞扬的小径那边。他躺了下来，在小径两侧茂密阴凉枝杈交错的矮树篱的掩蔽下，他可以默默观望那条碎石子路，想着它通向的那个奇妙世界，还可以细细观察走在路上的往来行人，想着他们将去寻求或不寻自来的种种好运、奇遇，在那边，在远方！
Footsteps fell on his ear, and the figure of one that walked somewhat wearily came into view; and he saw that it was a Rat, and a very dusty one.  The wayfarer, as he reached him, saluted with a gesture of courtesy that had something foreign about it—hesitated a moment—then with a pleasant smile turned from the track and sat down by his side in the cool herbage.  He seemed tired, and the Rat let him rest unquestioned, understanding something of what was in his thoughts; knowing, too, the value all animals attach at times to mere silent companionship, when the weary muscles slacken and the mind marks time.
一阵脚步声传到他耳中，一个走乏了的动物的身影映入他眼帘。原来那是只老鼠，一只风尘仆仆的老鼠。那只过路的老鼠走到他跟前时，用一种带点外国味儿的姿态向他致意，迟疑了片刻，然后愉快地微笑着，离开道路，来到阴凉的树篱下，在他身旁坐下。他显得很疲乏，河鼠让他在那儿休息。没有问什么，因为他多少明白老鼠此时的心情，也懂得所有的动物有时遵循的一个信念：当疲乏的身体松弛下来，大脑需要宁静时，无言的相互作伴是最有益处的。
The wayfarer was lean and keen-featured, and somewhat bowed at the shoulders; his paws were thin and long, his eyes much wrinkled at the corners, and he wore small gold ear rings in his neatly-set well-shaped ears.  His knitted jersey was of a faded blue, his breeches, patched and stained, were based on a blue foundation, and his small belongings that he carried were tied up in a blue cotton handkerchief.
这位过路的老鼠很瘦，尖脸，肩背微躬，爪子细长，眼角布满皱纹，纤巧优美的耳朵上，戴着小小的金耳环。他穿著一件褪了色的蓝针织上衣，裤子底色原是蓝的，打了补丁，满是泥污。他随身携带的微薄财物，用一块蓝布手帕包着。
When he had rested awhile the stranger sighed, snuffed the air, and looked about him.
这位陌生老鼠歇了一会，然后叹口气，用鼻子嗅了嗅空气，环视四周。
‘That was clover, that warm whiff on the breeze,’ he remarked; ‘and those are cows we hear cropping the grass behind us and blowing softly between mouthfuls.  There is a sound of distant reapers, and yonder rises a blue line of cottage smoke against the woodland.  The river runs somewhere close by, for I hear the call of a moorhen, and I see by your build that you’re a freshwater mariner.  Everything seems asleep, and yet going on all the time.  It is a goodly life that you lead, friend; no doubt the best in the world, if only you are strong enough to lead it!’
“那是苜蓿，微风吹来阵阵暖香，”他评论说。“牛在我们背后吃草，吃几口，轻轻地喷一下鼻息。远处有农人收割庄稼的声音，那边，树林前面，农舍升起一缕青色的炊烟。河流就在附近不远，因为我听到红松鸡的叫声。从你的体格看，我想你一定是一位内河水手。一切都像在沉睡，可一切又都在进行。朋友，你日子过得蛮不错，只要你身强力壮能干活，你的生活无疑是世上最美好的生活。”
‘Yes, it’s THE life, the only life, to live,’ responded the Water Rat dreamily, and without his usual whole-hearted conviction.
“是啊，这才叫生活，唯一值得过的生活，”河鼠做梦似地回答说，可是不像平日那样信心十足。
‘I did not say exactly that,’ replied the stranger cautiously; ‘but no doubt it’s the best.  I’ve tried it, and I know.  And because I’ve just tried it—six months of it—and know it’s the best, here am I, footsore and hungry, tramping away from it, tramping southward, following the old call, back to the old life, THE life which is mine and which will not let me go.’
“我倒也不完全是这个意思，”陌生老鼠谨慎地说，“不过这无疑是最好的生活：我尝试过，所以我知道。正因为我刚刚领略过——生活过六个月——所以知道它是最好的。你瞧，我现在脚走疼了，肚子饿了，就要离开这种生活，往南边流浪，听从那个老呼唤，回到那种老生活。那是我自己的生活，它不允许我离开它。”
‘Is this, then, yet another of them?’ mused the Rat.  ‘And where have you just come from?’ he asked.  He hardly dared to ask where he was bound for; he seemed to know the answer only too well.
“难道说，他又是一个南行的动物？”河鼠暗想。他问道：“你刚从哪儿来？”他不敢问老鼠要往哪儿去，因为答案是什么，他似乎已很清楚。
‘Nice little farm,’ replied the wayfarer, briefly.  ‘Upalong in that direction’—he nodded northwards.  ‘Never mind about it.  I had everything I could want—everything I had any right to expect of life, and more; and here I am!  Glad to be here all the same, though, glad to be here!  So many miles further on the road, so many hours nearer to my heart’s desire!’
“从一个可爱的小农庄来，”过路老鼠简短地回答。“就在那个方向，”他冲北边点点头。“这无关紧要。我在那儿什么都不缺。我有权希望从生活中得到的一切，我都有，甚至更多；可现在，我来到了这里；不过，来这里，我也喜欢，同样喜欢！因为我已经走了那么多路，离我渴望的地方又近了许多！”
His shining eyes held fast to the horizon, and he seemed to be listening for some sound that was wanting from that inland acreage, vocal as it was with the cheerful music of pasturage and farmyard.
他目光炯炯地紧盯着地平线；像在倾听某种声音，那是内陆地带所缺少的，尽管那里有牧场和农庄的欢快音乐。
‘You are not one of US,’ said the Water Rat, ‘nor yet a farmer; nor even, I should judge, of this country.’
“你和我们不属一类，”河鼠说，“你不是农家老鼠，而且依我看，也不是本国老鼠。”
‘Right,’ replied the stranger.  ‘I’m a seafaring rat, I am, and the port I originally hail from is Constantinople, though I’m a sort of a foreigner there too, in a manner of speaking.  You will have heard of Constantinople, friend?  A fair city, and an ancient and glorious one.  And you may have heard, too, of Sigurd, King of Norway, and how he sailed thither with sixty ships, and how he and his men rode up through streets all canopied in their honour with purple and gold; and how the Emperor and Empress came down and banqueted with him on board his ship.  When Sigurd returned home, many of his Northmen remained behind and entered the Emperor’s body-guard, and my ancestor, a Norwegian born, stayed behind too, with the ships that Sigurd gave the Emperor.  Seafarers we have ever been, and no wonder; as for me, the city of my birth is no more my home than any pleasant port between there and the London River.  I know them all, and they know me.  Set me down on any of their quays or foreshores, and I am home again.’
“不错，”外来的老鼠说。“我呀，我是一只航海老鼠，我最初启航的港口是君士坦丁堡，虽说我在那也可说是一只外国鼠。朋友，你听说过君土坦丁堡吗？一座美丽的城市，一座古老而光荣的城市！你大概也听说过挪威国王西格尔德吧？他曾率领六十艘船驶往那里，他和他的随从骑马进城时，满街都悬挂紫色和金色的天篷向他致敬。君土坦丁堡的皇帝和皇后驾临他的船，和他一道宴饮。西格尔德回国时，他手下的北欧人有许多留下没走，参加了皇帝的御林军，我的一位生长在挪威的祖先，也随着西格尔德赠送给皇帝的一艘船留下了。打那以后，我们这个家族一直是海员。对我来说，我出生的城市固然是我的家，它和伦敦之间的任何一个可爱的港口也都是我的家。我对它们了如指掌，它们也都熟识我。随便我来到它们的任何一个码头或者海滩，俄就等于到了家。”
‘I suppose you go great voyages,’ said the Water Rat with growing interest.  ‘Months and months out of sight of land, and provisions running short, and allowanced as to water, and your mind communing with the mighty ocean, and all that sort of thing?’
“我想，你一定常去远洋航行吧？”河鼠来了兴趣。“成年累月看不到陆地，食物短缺，饮水也要配给，但你的心总和大洋相通，总在思念着这一切吧？”
‘By no means,’ said the Sea Rat frankly.  ‘Such a life as you describe would not suit me at all.  I’m in the coasting trade, and rarely out of sight of land.  It’s the jolly times on shore that appeal to me, as much as any seafaring.  O, those southern seaports!  The smell of them, the riding-lights at night, the glamour!’
“根本不是这样，”航海鼠坦白地说。“你说的那种生活对我也不适合。我只是做海岸营生，很少离开陆地。吸引我的是岸上的快乐时光，和航海一样。南方的那些海港，它们的气味，夜晚的那些停泊灯，多么令人神往啊！”
‘Well, perhaps you have chosen the better way,’ said the Water Rat, but rather doubtfully.  ‘Tell me something of your coasting, then, if you have a mind to, and what sort of harvest an animal of spirit might hope to bring home from it to warm his latter days with gallant memories by the fireside; for my life, I confess to you, feels to me to-day somewhat narrow and circumscribed.’
“是啊，也许你选中的是一种更好的生活方式，”河鼠略带疑惑地说。“如果你愿意，那就请给我讲讲你的海岸生活好吗？讲讲一只生气勃勃的动物能从那里带回些什么，使他以后可以在炉边回忆许多光辉的往事，来告慰晚年。至于我的生活嘛，实话对你说，今天我觉得它怪狭隘，怪局限的。”
‘My last voyage,’ began the Sea Rat, ‘that landed me eventually in this country, bound with high hopes for my inland farm, will serve as a good example of any of them, and, indeed, as an epitome of my highly-coloured life.  Family troubles, as usual, began it.  The domestic storm-cone was hoisted, and I shipped myself on board a small trading vessel bound from Constantinople, by classic seas whose every wave throbs with a deathless memory, to the Grecian Islands and the Levant.  Those were golden days and balmy nights!  In and out of harbour all the time—old friends everywhere—sleeping in some cool temple or ruined cistern during the heat of the day—feasting and song after sundown, under great stars set in a velvet sky!  Thence we turned and coasted up the Adriatic, its shores swimming in an atmosphere of amber, rose, and aquamarine; we lay in wide land-locked harbours, we roamed through ancient and noble cities, until at last one morning, as the sun rose royally behind us, we rode into Venice down a path of gold.  O, Venice is a fine city, wherein a rat can wander at his ease and take his pleasure!  Or, when weary of wandering, can sit at the edge of the Grand Canal at night, feasting with his friends, when the air is full of music and the sky full of stars, and the lights flash and shimmer on the polished steel prows of the swaying gondolas, packed so that you could walk across the canal on them from side to side! And then the food—do you like shellfish?  Well, well, we won’t linger over that now.’ He was silent for a time; and the Water Rat, silent too and enthralled, floated on dream-canals and heard a phantom song pealing high between vaporous grey wave-lapped walls.
“我上次出海，”海上老鼠说开了。“是希望办一处内陆农庄，于是我就登上了这片国土。这次航海，可以看作是我历次航海的一个例证，确实也是我丰富多采的生活的一个缩影。开头，照例是由家庭纠纷引起的。家务风暴的警钟敲响了，我就乘上一艘小商船，由君士坦丁堡启航，驶入古代世界的海洋，朝着希腊群岛和东地中海行进，海上的每一个浪头都荡漾着令人难忘的回忆。那些日子，白天阳光灿烂，夜间和风习习。船不停地进港出港，到处都遇到老朋友。在炎热的白天，我们睡在阴凉的庙宇或废水池里，太阳落山后，就在嵌满星星的天鹅绒般的天幕下，纵情饮宴，放声高歌！从那里，我们又转向亚德里亚海沿岸；那里的海岸弥漫着琥珀色、玫瑰色、蓝晶色的空气。我们碇泊在陆地环抱的宽阔的港湾里，我们在古老而豪华的城市里游逛。末了，有一天早晨，我们顺着一条金灿灿的航道驶进了威尼斯。威尼斯真是一座美丽的城市啊！在那里，老鼠可以自由自在地溜达闲逛，尽情玩乐！要是游倦了，晚上可以坐在大运河边，和朋友们一道吃喝。那时，空中乐声悠扬，头上一天繁星，河里满是摇摆的游艇，船头熠熠发亮，一只只游艇紧紧挨着，你都能踩着它们丛一岸走到另一岸！说到吃的，你喜欢吃贝吗？得，得，那个，咱们现在还是少谈为妙。”他沉默了一阵；河鼠也默不作声。他听得入了迷，仿佛乘上一只梦中游艇漂呀漂，听到一首高亢的魔歌，在雾气蒙蒙、波浪拍击的河墙之间回响。
‘Southwards we sailed again at last,’ continued the Sea Rat, ‘coasting down the Italian shore, till finally we made Palermo, and there I quitted for a long, happy spell on shore.  I never stick too long to one ship; one gets narrow-minded and prejudiced.  Besides, Sicily is one of my happy hunting-grounds. I know everybody there, and their ways just suit me.  I spent many jolly weeks in the island, staying with friends up country.  When I grew restless again I took advantage of a ship that was trading to Sardinia and Corsica; and very glad I was to feel the fresh breeze and the sea-spray in my face once more.’
“然后我们又向南驶去，”海上老鼠接着说，“沿着意大利的海岸航行，来到巴勒摩。在那儿，我离船上岸，逗留了很长一段快乐时光。我从不死守住一条船；那会使人变得头脑闭塞，思想偏颇。再说，西西里岛是我爱去的一个地方。那里的人我都认识，他们的风尚很合我的口味。我在岛上和朋友们一道，在乡间愉快地过了好几个星期。等到我呆腻了，我就搭上一艘驶向萨丁尼亚和科西加的商船。我又一次感到新鲜的海风和浪沫扑打在脸上，好不惬意。”
‘But isn’t it very hot and stuffy, down in the—hold, I think you call it?’ asked the Water Rat.
“可在那个你们管它叫货舱的地方，是不是闷热得很？”河鼠问。
The seafarer looked at him with the suspicion go a wink.  ‘I’m an old hand,’ he remarked with much simplicity.  ‘The captain’s cabin’s good enough for me.’
航海鼠拿眼瞄着他，眼皮像是眨巴了一下。“我是个行家里手，”他率直地说。“船长室对我来说够好的了。”
‘It’s a hard life, by all accounts,’ murmured the Rat, sunk in deep thought.
“人家都说，航海生活是很艰苦的，”河鼠喃喃地说，他陷入了沉思。

‘For the crew it is,’ replied the seafarer gravely, again with the ghost of a wink. ‘From Corsica,’ he went on, ‘I made use of a ship that was taking wine to the mainland.  We made Alassio in the evening, lay to, hauled up our wine-casks, and hove them overboard, tied one to the other by a long line.  Then the crew took to the boats and rowed shorewards, singing as they went, and drawing after them the long bobbing procession of casks, like a mile of porpoises.  On the sands they had horses waiting, which dragged the casks up the steep street of the little town with a fine rush and clatter and scramble.  When the last cask was in, we went and refreshed and rested, and sat late into the night, drinking with our friends, and next morning I took to the great olive-woods for a spell and a rest.  For now I had done with islands for the time, and ports and shipping were plentiful; so I led a lazy life among the peasants, lying and watching them work, or stretched high on the hillside with the blue Mediterranean far below me. And so at length, by easy stages, and partly on foot, partly by sea, to Marseilles, and the meeting of old shipmates, and the visiting of great ocean-bound vessels, and feasting once more. Talk of shell-fish!  Why, sometimes I dream of the shell-fish of Marseilles, and wake up crying!’
“对于水手来说是艰苦的，”航海鼠严肃地说，若有若无地又眨了一下眼睛，“在科西加，我搭上一艘运葡萄酒去大陆的船，”航海鼠接着说。“傍晚时我们到达阿拉西奥，船驶进港口。我们把酒桶抬起，扔下船去，用一根长绳把酒桶一个个连结起来，然后水手乘上小艇，朝岸边划去，一边唱歌，小艇后面拖着一长串上下漂浮的酒桶，像一哩路长的一串海豚。河滩上，有马匹等着，马拉着酒桶，叮叮咚咚冲上小镇陡峭的街道。运完最后一桶酒，我们就打个尖，歇一会儿，晚上和朋友们一道喝酒，直到深夜。第二天早上，我就到大橄榄林里去呆上一段时间，好好休息。这时我已经暂时不去海岛，不过还常同海港和航行打交道。所以我在农人当中过着懒散的生活，躺着看他们干活，或者伸长四肢躺在高高的山坡上，远在脚下就是蔚蓝的地中海。于是，我就这样轻轻松松，一程又一程，或步行，或乘船，最终来到了马赛，会见了同船的老伙伴，访问了远洋巨轮，又一次吃喝饮宴。这不是又谈到鲜贝了！是啊，有时我做梦梦见马赛的鲜贝，竟哭醒了！”
‘That reminds me,’ said the polite Water Rat; ‘you happened to mention that you were hungry, and I ought to have spoken earlier. Of course, you will stop and take your midday meal with me?  My hole is close by; it is some time past noon, and you are very welcome to whatever there is.’
“这话倒提醒了我，”知礼的河鼠说，“你偶尔提到你饿了，我该早点说才是。你当然不反对留下来和我共进午餐啰？我的洞就在附近；现在中午已过了，欢迎你来我家用点便饭啦。”
‘Now I call that kind and brotherly of you,’ said the Sea Rat. ‘I was indeed hungry when I sat down, and ever since I inadvertently happened to mention shell-fish, my pangs have been extreme.  But couldn’t you fetch it along out here?  I am none too fond of going under hatches, unless I’m obliged to; and then, while we eat, I could tell you more concerning my voyages and the pleasant life I lead—at least, it is very pleasant to me, and by your attention I judge it commends itself to you; whereas if we go indoors it is a hundred to one that I shall presently fall asleep.’
“噢，你心肠真好，真够朋友！”航海鼠说，“我坐下时，确实是饿了，后来一提到鲜贝，就饿得胃痛。不过，你能不能把午餐拿到这儿来？除非万不得已，我是不太喜欢进茅屋的。再说，咱们一边吃，我一边还可以接着给你讲，讲我的航海经历和愉快的生活。我很高兴讲这些事，而从你关注的神情来看，你也很爱听。如果进屋去，十有八九我会马上睡着的。”
‘That is indeed an excellent suggestion,’ said the Water Rat, and hurried off home.  There he got out the luncheon-basket and packed a simple meal, in which, remembering the stranger’s origin and preferences, he took care to include a yard of long French bread, a sausage out of which the garlic sang, some cheese which lay down and cried, and a long-necked straw-covered flask wherein lay bottled sunshine shed and garnered on far Southern slopes. Thus laden, he returned with all speed, and blushed for pleasure at the old seaman’s commendations of his taste and judgment, as together they unpacked the basket and laid out the contents on the grass by the roadside.
“这是个好主意。”河鼠说，急忙跑回家去。他拿出午餐篮子，装好一顿简单的午饭。考虑到来客的出身和嗜好：他特意拿了一个几码长的法国面包，三根香肠；肠里的大蒜在唱歌……一块躺在那儿喊叫的干酪，还有一只用稻草裹着的长颈瓶，瓶里装着遥远南方山坡上密制窖藏的葡萄美酒。装满一篮后，他飞速跑回河边。他俩揭开篮子盖，把食物一样样取出摆在路边的草地上。听到老海员一个劲儿夸他的口味和判断力，河鼠高兴得满脸泛红。
The Sea Rat, as soon as his hunger was somewhat assuaged, continued the history of his latest voyage, conducting his simple hearer from port to port of Spain, landing him at Lisbon, Oporto, and Bordeaux, introducing him to the pleasant harbours of Cornwall and Devon, and so up the Channel to that final quayside, where, landing after winds long contrary, storm-driven and weather-beaten, he had caught the first magical hints and heraldings of another Spring, and, fired by these, had sped on a long tramp inland, hungry for the experiment of life on some quiet farmstead, very far from the weary beating of any sea.
航海鼠稍稍填饱了肚子，就接着讲他最近一次航海的经历。带领着这位单纯的听者遍游西班牙所有的港口，登陆里斯本、波尔图和波尔多，来到英国的康威尔郡和德文郡那些可爱的港口，然后溯海峡上行，到达最后的港湾地带。他顶着暴风雨和恶劣的天气，逆风航行了很长时间，终于登上了陆地，迎来了又一个春天的迷人气息。这一切激励着他匆匆奔向内陆腹地，一心想体验某种宁静的农庄生活，远远避开海上的颠簸劳顿。
Spell-bound and quivering with excitement, the Water Rat followed the Adventurer league by league, over stormy bays, through crowded roadsteads, across harbour bars on a racing tide, up winding rivers that hid their busy little towns round a sudden turn; and left him with a regretful sigh planted at his dull inland farm, about which he desired to hear nothing.
河鼠听得出神，激动得浑身颤抖，一里里随着这位冒险家穿过风雨如晦的海湾，船只拥挤的碇泊处，乘着汹涌的潮水，越过港口的沙洲，驶上千回百转的河流，河的急转弯处隐藏着繁忙的小城镇。最后航海鼠在他那座沉闷的内陆农庄长住下来时，河鼠便遗憾地叹了口气，再也不想听有关这座农庄的故事了。
By this time their meal was over, and the Seafarer, refreshed and strengthened, his voice more vibrant, his eye lit with a brightness that seemed caught from some far-away sea-beacon, filled his glass with the red and glowing vintage of the South, and, leaning towards the Water Rat, compelled his gaze and held him, body and soul, while he talked.  Those eyes were of the changing foam-streaked grey-green of leaping Northern seas; in the glass shone a hot ruby that seemed the very heart of the South, beating for him who had courage to respond to its pulsation.  The twin lights, the shifting grey and the steadfast red, mastered the Water Rat and held him bound, fascinated, powerless.  The quiet world outside their rays receded far away and ceased to be.  And the talk, the wonderful talk flowed on—or was it speech entirely, or did it pass at times into song—chanty of the sailors weighing the dripping anchor, sonorous hum of the shrouds in a tearing North-Easter, ballad of the fisherman hauling his nets at sundown against an apricot sky, chords of guitar and mandoline from gondola or caique?  Did it change into the cry of the wind, plaintive at first, angrily shrill as it freshened, rising to a tearing whistle, sinking to a musical trickle of air from the leech of the bellying sail?  All these sounds the spell-bound listener seemed to hear, and with them the hungry complaint of the gulls and the sea-mews, the soft thunder of the breaking wave, the cry of the protesting shingle.  Back into speech again it passed, and with beating heart he was following the adventures of a dozen seaports, the fights, the escapes, the rallies, the comradeships, the gallant undertakings; or he searched islands for treasure, fished in still lagoons and dozed day-long on warm white sand.  Of deep-sea fishings he heard tell, and mighty silver gatherings of the mile-long net; of sudden perils, noise of breakers on a moonless night, or the tall bows of the great liner taking shape overhead through the fog; of the merry home-coming, the headland rounded, the harbour lights opened out; the groups seen dimly on the quay, the cheery hail, the splash of the hawser; the trudge up the steep little street towards the comforting glow of red-curtained windows.
吃完饭；航海鼠恢复了体力，精神抖擞，说话声更加震颤，双目炯炯，仿佛从遥远海域的灯塔借得了熠熠火光。他往杯里斟满了殷红透亮的南国美酒，身子歪向河鼠，目光逼人，用他的故事抓住了河鼠的整个身心；那对眼睛是变幻莫测的灰绿色，如同汹涌起伏的北方诲洋，而杯中的酒，闪耀着热烈的红宝石光芒，恰似南方的心脏，为有勇气与它脉搏合拍的人而跳动。这两重光芒：游移不定的灰光和固定不变的红光主宰了河鼠，把他牢牢缚住，使他心迷神驰，无力抗拒。这两重光以外的清静世界远远退去，不复存在了。只有航海鼠的话音，那滔滔不绝的奇妙的话音。它究竟是说话，还是时而变成了歌唱，变成水手们起锚时高唱的号子，帆索在呼啸的东北风里的嗡嗡低吟，日落时澄黄色的天空下渔人拉网的歌谣，游艇或帆船上弹奏吉他或曼陀林的琴音？这话音似又变成了风声，开始是呜咽悲鸣，随后逐渐转强，变成咆哮怒吼，又越升越高，成了撕心裂肺的尖叫，然后又渐渐降低，成了满帆边缘在空气里振动的悦耳的颤音。这位着了魔的聆听者，仿佛听到了所有这些声音，还夹杂着海鸥和海燕饥饿的悲鸣，浪祷拍岸时轻柔的轰响，沙滩表示抗议的呼喊。河鼠揣着一颗怦怦狂跳的心，随着这位冒险家游历了十几个海港，经历了战斗，脱险，聚会，交友，见义勇为的壮举。
他时而在海岛探宝，时而在平静的泻湖钓鱼，时而又整天躺在温暖的白沙上打盹。他听他讲深海捕鱼，用一哩长的大网捞起银光闪闪的鱼群；听他讲突如其来的危险，在月黑风高的夜晚，排山巨浪的狂吼，还有大雾天头顶上忽地冒出巨轮高耸的船头；听他讲返回故里的欢乐，船头绕过海岬，驶进灯火通明的海港；码头上人影晃动，人群在欢呼，大缆索啪地甩了过去，水沫四溅；他们吃力地走上陡峭的小街，向那挂红窗幔的温煦快意的灯光走去。
Lastly, in his waking dream it seemed to him that the Adventurer had risen to his feet, but was still speaking, still holding him fast with his sea-grey eyes.‘And now,’ he was softly saying, ‘I take to the road again, holding on southwestwards for many a long and dusty day; till at last I reach the little grey sea town I know so well, that clings along one steep side of the harbour.  There through dark doorways you look down flights of stone steps, overhung by great pink tufts of valerian and ending in a patch of sparkling blue water. The little boats that lie tethered to the rings and stanchions of the old sea-wall are gaily painted as those I clambered in and out of in my own childhood; the salmon leap on the flood tide, schools of mackerel flash and play past quay-sides and foreshores, and by the windows the great vessels glide, night and day, up to their moorings or forth to the open sea.  There, sooner or later, the ships of all seafaring nations arrive; and there, at its destined hour, the ship of my choice will let go its anchor.  I shall take my time, I shall tarry and bide, till at last the right one lies waiting for me, warped out into midstream, loaded low, her bowsprit pointing down harbour.  I shall slip on board, by boat or along hawser; and then one morning I shall wake to the song and tramp of the sailors, the clink of the capstan, and the rattle of the anchor-chain coming merrily in.  We shall break out the jib and the foresail, the white houses on the harbour side will glide slowly past us as she gathers steering-way, and the voyage will have begun!  As she forges towards the headland she will clothe herself with canvas; and then, once outside, the sounding slap of great green seas as she heels to the wind, pointing South!
后来，河鼠在白日梦里仿佛看到，探险鼠已经站起身来，但仍在说个不停，那双海灰色的眸子仍旧紧紧盯着他。“现在，”他轻轻地说： “我又上路了，朝着西南方向，风尘仆仆地一连走许多天，直到到达我熟悉的那个坐落在海港峭壁上的灰黄色滨海小镇……在那儿，从昏暗的门道向下望去，可以看到一行石阶，上面覆盖着长长的粉红色缬草，石阶的尽头，便是蓝莹莹的海水。古老的海堤上的铁环或桩柱上，系着一些小艇，漆成鲜艳的色调，跟我小时候常爬进爬出的那些小艇一个样。涨潮时，鲑鱼随波跳跃，一群群的鲭鱼银光闪闪，欢蹦嬉戏，游过码头和海滩边。巨轮日夜不停地在窗前徐徐滑过，驶向碇泊处或大海。所有的航海国家的船只，早晚都要抵达那里，在一定的时辰，我选中的那条船就会抛锚。我不急于上船，而是静候时机，直到我相中的那条船驶进河中央，载满了货，船首朝向海港时，我才乘小艇或攀着缆索悄悄溜上船去。于是早晨一觉醒来，我就会听到水手的歌声和沉重的脚步声，绞盘的嘎吱声，还有收锚索时欢快的哐啷声。我们扯起船首三角帆和前桅帆。船离岸时，港边的白色房屋就从我们身边慢慢滑开，航海就此开始！当船向海岬缓缓驶去时，她全身披满了白帆；一到外海，她便迎着汪洋大海的万顷碧波，乘风破浪，直指南方！
‘And you, you will come too, young brother; for the days pass, and never return, and the South still waits for you.  Take the Adventure, heed the call, now ere the irrevocable moment passes!’ ‘Tis but a banging of the door behind you, a blithesome step forward, and you are out of the old life and into the new!  Then some day, some day long hence, jog home here if you will, when the cup has been drained and the play has been played, and sit down by your quiet river with a store of goodly memories for company.  You can easily overtake me on the road, for you are young, and I am ageing and go softly.  I will linger, and look back; and at last I will surely see you coming, eager and light-hearted, with all the South in your face!’
“你呢，小兄弟，你也要来的；因为光阴一去不复返，南方在等着你。冒一次险吧！注意听从召唤，趁着时机还没有溜走！你只消砰地关上身后的门，迈开可喜的一步，你就走出了旧生活，跨入了新生活！过了很久很久，有一天，杯中的酒饮干了，好戏演完了，如果愿意，你就溜溜达达往家走，在你安静的河边坐下来，揣着满脑子精彩的回忆，款待你的朋友们。你撵上我毫不费力，因为你年轻。而我已经上了年纪，行动迟缓了。我会一步一回头盼着你，总有一天我准会看到你步履匆匆，心情愉快，面对着偌大的南方，走过来的！”
The voice died away and ceased as an insect’s tiny trumpet dwindles swiftly into silence; and the Water Rat, paralysed and staring, saw at last but a distant speck on the white surface of the road.
他的话音越来越小。听不见了，就像一只虫子的小喇叭由强变弱，杳无声息了。河鼠楞愣地瘫在那儿，最后只见白色的路面上，远处一个小点。
Mechanically he rose and proceeded to repack the luncheon-basket, carefully and without haste.  Mechanically he returned home, gathered together a few small necessaries and special treasures he was fond of, and put them in a satchel; acting with slow deliberation, moving about the room like a sleep-walker; listening ever with parted lips.  He swung the satchel over his shoulder, carefully selected a stout stick for his wayfaring, and with no haste, but with no hesitation at all, he stepped across the threshold just as the Mole appeared at the door.
河鼠木木地站起来，动手收拾午餐篮子，仔仔细细，不慌不忙。他木木地回到家里；归拢一些小件必需品和他珍爱的特殊物品，装进一只背包。他慢条斯理从容不迫地干着，在屋里来回转游，像个梦游者，张着嘴不住地倾听。然后，他把背包甩到肩上，仔细挑选了一根粗棍，准备上路。他半点也不着急，可也毫不迟疑，一脚迈出了家门。就在这当儿，鼹鼠出现在门外。
‘Why, where are you off to, Ratty?’ asked the Mole in great surprise, grasping him by the arm.
“喂，鼠兄，你要去哪？”鼹鼠一把抓住河鼠的胳臂，惊愕地问。
‘Going South, with the rest of them,’ murmured the Rat in a dreamy monotone, never looking at him.  ‘Seawards first and then on shipboard, and so to the shores that are calling me!’ He pressed resolutely forward, still without haste, but with dogged fixity of purpose; but the Mole, now thoroughly alarmed, placed himself in front of him, and looking into his eyes saw that they were glazed and set and turned a streaked and shifting grey—not his friend’s eyes, but the eyes of some other animal!  Grappling with him strongly he dragged him inside, threw him down, and held him.
“去南方，跟别的动物一道。”河鼠梦呓般地喃喃道，连看也没看他一眼。“先去海边，再乘船，到那些呼唤我的海岸去！”河鼠坚决地径直往前走，仍旧不慌不忙，但是毫不动摇。鼹鼠慌了神，忙用身子挡住他，同时盯着他的眼睛瞧。他发现，河鼠目光呆滞，凝固，出现一种波浪般浮动的灰色条纹，不是他朋友的眼睛，而是别的什么动物的眼睛！他用力把他抓牢，拖回屋里，推倒在地上，按住不放。
The Rat struggled desperately for a few moments, and then his strength seemed suddenly to leave him, and he lay still and exhausted, with closed eyes, trembling.  Presently the Mole assisted him to rise and placed him in a chair, where he sat collapsed and shrunken into himself, his body shaken by a violent shivering, passing in time into an hysterical fit of dry sobbing. Mole made the door fast, threw the satchel into a drawer and locked it, and sat down quietly on the table by his friend, waiting for the strange seizure to pass.  Gradually the Rat sank into a troubled doze, broken by starts and confused murmurings of things strange and wild and foreign to the unenlightened Mole; and from that he passed into a deep slumber.
河鼠拼命挣扎了一阵，然后。像是突然间泄了气，躺着一动不动，虚乏无力，闭着眼睛，直打哆嗦。鼹鼠随即扶他起来，坐在椅子上。他全身瘫软，蜷缩成一团，身子剧烈地抽搐，过后，爆发出一阵歇斯底里的干嚎。鼹鼠关紧了门，把背包扔进一个抽屉，锁好，然后静静地坐在朋友身边的桌子上，等着这阵奇怪的邪魔过去。渐渐地，河鼠沉入了惊悸不宁的浅睡，间或惊醒过来，嘴里面咕哝着，在懵懂的鼹鼠听来，全是些荒诞不经的异国事情。过后，河鼠就睡熟了。
Very anxious in mind, the Mole left him for a time and busied himself with household matters; and it was getting dark when he returned to the parlour and found the Rat where he had left him, wide awake indeed, but listless, silent, and dejected.  He took one hasty glance at his eyes; found them, to his great gratification, clear and dark and brown again as before; and then sat down and tried to cheer him up and help him to relate what had happened to him.
鼹鼠心绪焦虑不安，暂时离开河鼠，忙了一阵家务。天快黑时，他回到客厅，看到河鼠仍呆在原地，完全清醒了，只是没精打采，一声不吭，神情沮丧。他匆匆看了一下河鼠的眼睛，发现那双眼睛又变得像以前一样清澈、乌黑、棕黄，这使他颇为满意。于是他坐下来，试图使河鼠打起精神，讲讲刚才发生的事情。
Poor Ratty did his best, by degrees, to explain things; but how could he put into cold words what had mostly been suggestion? How recall, for another’s benefit, the haunting sea voices that had sung to him, how reproduce at second-hand the magic of the Seafarer’s hundred reminiscences?  Even to himself, now the spell was broken and the glamour gone, he found it difficult to account for what had seemed, some hours ago, the inevitable and only thing.  It is not surprising, then, that he failed to convey to the Mole any clear idea of what he had been through that day.
可怜的河鼠竭力一桩桩一件件作着解释：可是那些多半属暗示性的东西，他用冷冰冰的语言又怎么说得清呢？他怎能对另一个人复述那曾经向他歌唱的迷人的海声，又怎能再现航海鼠的千百种往事的魔力？现在魔法已破，魅力消失了，几小时前那似乎是不可避免的天经地义的事情；连他自己也很难解释了。所以，他没能使鼹鼠明白他那天的经历，就不奇怪了。
To the Mole this much was plain: the fit, or attack, had passed away, and had left him sane again, though shaken and cast down by the reaction.  But he seemed to have lost all interest for the time in the things that went to make up his daily life, as well as in all pleasant forecastings of the altered days and doings that the changing season was surely bringing.
对鼹鼠来说，有一点是显而易见的，就是那阵狂热病，尽管使河鼠受到打击，情绪低落，但终究已经过去，他又清醒过来了。一时间，他似乎对日常生活中那些琐事没了兴趣，对季节变换必然带来的变化和活动，也无心去作安排了。
Casually, then, a
Chapter 10 The Further Adventures Of Toad
The front door of the hollow tree faced eastwards, so Toad was called at an early hour; partly by the bright sunlight streaming in on him, partly by the exceeding coldness of his toes, which made him dream that he was at home in bed in his own handsome room with the Tudor window, on a cold winter’s night, and his bedclothes had got up, grumbling and protesting they couldn’t stand the cold any longer, and had run downstairs to the kitchen fire to warm themselves; and he had followed, on bare feet, along miles and miles of icy stone-paved passages, arguing and beseeching them to be reasonable.  He would probably have been aroused much earlier, had he not slept for some weeks on straw over stone flags, and almost forgotten the friendly feeling of thick blankets pulled well up round the chin.
树洞的大门朝东，因此蟾蜍一早就醒了，部分是由于明亮的阳光射进来，照在他身上，部分是由于他的脚趾尖冻得生疼，使他梦见自己睡在他那间带都铎式窗子的漂亮房间的床上。他梦见那是一个寒冷的冬夜，他的被子全都爬了起来，一个劲儿抱怨说受不了这寒冷，全都跑下楼到厨房烤火去了。他也光着脚跟在后面，跑过好几哩长冰凉的石铺道路，一路跟被子争论，请它们讲点道理。若不是因为他在石板地上的干草堆里睡过好几星期，几乎忘记了厚厚的毛毯一直捂到脖子的温馨感觉，他兴许还会醒得更早。
Sitting up, he rubbed his eyes first and his complaining toes next, wondered for a moment where he was, looking round for familiar stone wall and little barred window; then, with a leap of the heart, remembered everything—his escape, his flight, his pursuit; remembered, first and best thing of all, that he was free!
他坐起来，揉了揉眼睛，又揉了揉那双冻得直叫苦的脚尖，闹不清自己究竟在哪。他四下里张望，寻找他熟悉的石头墙和装了铁条的小窗；然后，他的心蓦地一跳，什么都想起来了——他越狱逃亡，被人追撵，而最大的好事是，他自由了！
Free!  The word and the thought alone were worth fifty blankets. He was warm from end to end as he thought of the jolly world outside, waiting eagerly for him to make his triumphal entrance, ready to serve him and play up to him, anxious to help him and to keep him company, as it always had been in days of old before misfortune fell upon him.  He shook himself and combed the dry leaves out of his hair with his fingers; and, his toilet complete, marched forth into the comfortable morning sun, cold but confident, hungry but hopeful, all nervous terrors of yesterday dispelled by rest and sleep and frank and heartening sunshine.
自由！单是这个字眼和这个念头，就值五十条毛毯。外面那个欢乐的世界，正热切地等待他的胜利归来，准备为他效劳，向他讨好，急着给他帮助，给他作伴，就像他遭到不幸前的那些老时光一样。想到这，他感到通身热乎乎的。他抖了抖身子，用爪子梳理掉毛发里的枯树叶。梳洗完毕，他大步走进舒适的早晨的阳光，虽然冷，但充满信心，虽然饿，但充满希望。昨天的紧张恐惧，全都被一夜的休息睡眠和诚恳热情的阳光一扫而光。
He had the world all to himself, that early summer morning.  The dewy woodland, as he threaded it, was solitary and still: the green fields that succeeded the trees were his own to do as he liked with; the road itself, when he reached it, in that loneliness that was everywhere, seemed, like a stray dog, to be looking anxiously for company.  Toad, however, was looking for something that could talk, and tell him clearly which way he ought to go.  It is all very well, when you have a light heart, and a clear conscience, and money in your pocket, and nobody scouring the country for you to drag you off to prison again, to follow where the road beckons and points, not caring whither. The practical Toad cared very much indeed, and he could have kicked the road for its helpless silence when every minute was of importance to him.
在这个夏天的早晨，周围整个世界都属于他一人。他穿过带露的树林时，林中静悄悄。走出树林，绿色的田野也都属他一人，随他想干什么。来到路上，到处是冷冷清清．那条路像一只迷途的狗，正急着要寻个伴儿。蟾蜍呢，他却在寻找一个会说话的东西，能指点他该往哪去。是啊，要是一个人轻松自在，心里没鬼，兜里有钱，又没人四处搜捕你，要抓你回监狱，那么你信步走来，随便走哪条路，上哪里去，都一个样。可讲实际的蟾蜍却忧心忡忡，每分钟对他来说都事关重要，而那条路却硬是不开口，你拿它毫无办法，恨不得喘它几脚才解气。
The reserved rustic road was presently joined by a shy little brother in the shape of a canal, which took its hand and ambled along by its side in perfect confidence, but with the same tongue-tied, uncommunicative attitude towards strangers.  ‘Bother them!’ said Toad to himself.  ‘But, anyhow, one thing’s clear. They must both be coming FROM somewhere, and going TO somewhere.  You can’t get over that.  Toad, my boy!’  So he marched on patiently by the water’s edge.
这个沉默不语的乡间道路，不一会就有了一个怯生生的小兄弟，一条小渠。它和道路手拉手，肩并肩慢慢往前走，它对道路绝对信赖，可对陌生人都同样闭紧了嘴，一声不吭。“真讨厌！”蟾蜍自言自语说。“不过有一点是清楚的，它俩一定是从什么地方来，到什么地方去的。这一点，蟾蜍，小伙子，你总没法否认吧。”于是他耐着性子沿着小渠大步朝前走去。
Round a bend in the canal came plodding a solitary horse, stooping forward as if in anxious thought.  From rope traces attached to his collar stretched a long line, taut, but dipping with his stride, the further part of it dripping pearly drops. Toad let the horse pass, and stood waiting for what the fates were sending him.
绕过一个河湾，只见走过来一匹孤零零的马，那马向前佝偻着身子，像在焦虑地思考什么。一根长绳连着他的轭具，拽得紧紧的，马往前走时，绳子不住地滴水，较远的一端更是掉着珍珠般的水滴。蟾蜍让过马，站着等候，看命运会给他送来什么。
With a pleasant swirl of quiet water at its blunt bow the barge slid up alongside of him, its gaily painted gunwale level with the towing-path, its sole occupant a big stout woman wearing a linen sun-bonnet, one brawny arm laid along the tiller.
一只平底船滑了过来，和他并排行进。船尾在平静的水面搅起一个可爱的旋锅。船舷漆成鲜艳的颜色，和纤绳齐高。船上唯一的乘客，是一位胖大的女人。头戴一顶麻布遮阳帽，粗壮有力的胳臂倚在舵柄上。
‘A nice morning, ma’am!’ she remarked to Toad, as she drew up level with him.
“早晨天气真好呀，太太！”她把船驾到蟾蜍身旁时，跟他打招呼。
‘I dare say it is, ma’am!’ responded Toad politely, as he walked along the tow-path abreast of her.  ‘I dare it IS a nice morning to them that’s not in sore trouble, like what I am. Here’s my married daughter, she sends off to me post-haste to come to her at once; so off I comes, not knowing what may be happening or going to happen, but fearing the worst, as you will understand, ma’am, if you’re a mother, too.  And I’ve left my business to look after itself—I’m in the washing and laundering line, you must know, ma’am—and I’ve left my young children to look after themselves, and a more mischievous and troublesome set of young imps doesn’t exist, ma’am; and I’ve lost all my money, and lost my way, and as for what may be happening to my married daughter, why, I don’t like to think of it, ma’am!’
“是的，太太，”蟾蜍沿着纤路和她并肩往前走，彬彬有礼地回答。“我想，对那些不像我这样遇到麻烦的人，确实是一个美好的早晨。你瞧，我那个出了嫁的女儿给我寄来一封十万火急的信，要我马上去她那儿，所以我就赶紧出来了。也不知道她那里出了什么事儿，或者要出什么事儿，就怕事情不妙，太太。你要也是做母亲的，一定懂得我的心情。我丢下自家的活计——我是干洗衣这行的——丢下几个小不点儿的孩子，让他们自己照料自己，这帮小鬼头，世上再没有比他们更淘气捣乱的了。而且，我丢了所有的钱，又迷了路。我那个出了嫁的女儿会出什么事儿，太太，我连想也不愿想！”
‘Where might your married daughter be living, ma’am?’ asked the barge-woman.
“你那个出了嫁的女儿家住哪儿，太太？”船娘问。
‘She lives near to the river, ma’am,’ replied Toad.  ‘Close to a fine house called Toad Hall, that’s somewheres hereabouts in these parts.  Perhaps you may have heard of it.’
“住在大河附近，”蟾蜍说，“挨着那座叫蟾宫的漂亮房子，就在这一带什么地方。你大概听说过吧？”
‘Toad Hall?  Why, I’m going that way myself,’ replied the barge-woman.  ‘This canal joins the river some miles further on, a little above Toad Hall; and then it’s an easy walk.  You come along in the barge with me, and I’ll give you a lift.’
“蟾宫？噢，我正往那个方向去，”船娘说。“这条水渠再有几哩路就通向大河，离蟾宫不远了。上船吧，我捎带你一程。”
She steered the barge close to the bank, and Toad, with many humble and grateful acknowledgments, stepped lightly on board and sat down with great satisfaction.  ‘Toad’s luck again!’ thought he.  ‘I always come out on top!’
她把船驾到岸边，蟾蜍千恩万谢，轻快地跨进船，心满意足地坐下。“蟾蜍又交上好运啦！”他心想，“我总能化险为夷。马到成功！”
‘So you’re in the washing business, ma’am?’ said the barge-woman politely, as they glided along.  ‘And a very good business you’ve got too, I dare say, if I’m not making too free in saying so.’
“这么说，太太，你是开洗衣行业的？”船在水面滑行着，船娘很有礼貌地说。“我说，你有个颇好的职业，我这样说不太冒失吧？”
‘Finest business in the whole country,’ said Toad airily.  ‘All the gentry come to me—wouldn’t go to any one else if they were paid, they know me so well.  You see, I understand my work thoroughly, and attend to it all myself.  Washing, ironing, clear-starching, making up gents’ fine shirts for evening wear—everything’s done under my own eye!’
“全国最好的职业！”蟾蜍飘飘然地说。“所有的上等人都来我这儿洗衣——不肯去别家，哪怕倒贴他钱也不去，就认我一家。你瞧，我特精通业务，所有的活我都亲自参加。洗；熨，浆，修整绅士们赴晚宴穿的讲究衬衫——一切都是由我亲自监督完成的！”
‘But surely you don’t DO all that work yourself, ma’am?’ asked the barge-woman respectfully.
“不过，太太，你当然不必亲自动手去干所有这些活计啰？”船娘恭恭敬敬地问。
‘O, I have girls,’ said Toad lightly: ‘twenty girls or thereabouts, always at work.  But you know what GIRLS are, ma’am!  Nasty little hussies, that’s what I call ‘em!’
“噢，我手下有许多姑娘，”蟾蜍随便地说。“经常干活的有二十来个。可是太太，你知道姑娘们都是些什么玩意儿！邋遢的小贱货。我就管她们叫这个！”
‘So do I, too,’ said the barge-woman with great heartiness.  ‘But I dare say you set yours to rights, the idle trollops!  And are you very fond of washing?’
“我也一样，”船娘打心眼里赞同说。“一帮懒虫！不过我想，你一定把你的姑娘们调教得规规矩矩的，是吧。你非常喜欢洗衣吗？”
‘I love it,’ said Toad.  ‘I simply dote on it.  Never so happy as when I’ve got both arms in the wash-tub.  But, then, it comes so easy to me!  No trouble at all!  A real pleasure, I assure you, ma’am!’
“我爱洗衣，”蟾蜍说。“简直爱得着了迷。两手一泡在洗衣盆里，我就快活得了不得。我洗起衣裳来大轻松了，一点不费劲！我跟你说，太太，那真是一种享受！”
‘What a bit of luck, meeting you!’ observed the barge-woman, thoughtfully.  ‘A regular piece of good fortune for both of us!’
“遇上你，真幸运啊！”船娘若有所思地说。“咱俩确实都交上好运啦！”
‘Why, what do you mean?’ asked Toad, nervously.
“唔？这话怎么讲？”蟾蜍紧张地问。
‘Well, look at me, now,’ replied the barge-woman.  ‘_I_ like washing, too, just the same as you do; and for that matter, whether I like it or not I have got to do all my own, naturally, moving about as I do.  Now my husband, he’s such a fellow for shirking his work and leaving the barge to me, that never a moment do I get for seeing to my own affairs.  By rights he ought to be here now, either steering or attending to the horse, though luckily the horse has sense enough to attend to himself.  Instead of which, he’s gone off with the dog, to see if they can’t pick up a rabbit for dinner somewhere.  Says he’ll catch me up at the next lock.  Well, that’s as may be—I don’t trust him, once he gets off with that dog, who’s worse than he is.  But meantime, how am I to get on with my washing?’
“嗯，是这样，你瞧，”船娘说。“我跟你一样，也喜欢洗衣。其实，不管喜欢不喜欢，自家的衣裳，自然我都得自己洗，尽管我来来去去转游。我丈夫呢，是那样一种人，老是偷懒，他把船交给我来管，所以，我哪有时间料理自家的事。按理。这会儿他该来这儿，要么掌舵。要么牵马 ——幸亏那马还算听话，懂得自个儿管自个儿。可我丈夫他没来，他带上狗打猎去啦，看能不能打上只兔子做午饭。说他在下道水闸那边援我碰头。也许吧——可我信不过他。他只要带上狗出去，就说不好了——那狗比他还要坏……可这么一来，我又怎么洗我的衣裳呢？”
‘O, never mind about the washing,’ said Toad, not liking the subject.  ‘Try and fix your mind on that rabbit.  A nice fat young rabbit, I’ll be bound.  Got any onions?’
“噢，别管洗衣的事啦，”蟾蜍说，这个话题他不喜欢。“你只管一心想着那只兔子就行啦。我敢说，准是只肥肥美美的兔子。有葱头吗？”
‘I can’t fix my mind on anything but my washing,’ said the barge-woman, ‘and I wonder you can be talking of rabbits, with such a joyful prospect before you.  There’s a heap of things of mine that you’ll find in a corner of the cabin.  If you’ll just take one or two of the most necessary sort—I won’t venture to describe them to a lady like you, but you’ll recognise them at a glance—and put them through the wash-tub as we go along, why, it’ll be a pleasure to you, as you rightly say, and a real help to me.  You’ll find a tub handy, and soap, and a kettle on the stove, and a bucket to haul up water from the canal with.  Then I shall know you’re enjoying yourself, instead of sitting here idle, looking at the scenery and yawning your head off.’
“除了洗衣，我什么也不能想，”船娘说。“真不明白，眼前就有一件美差在等着你，你怎么还有闲情谈兔子。船舱的一角，有我一大堆脏衣裳。你只消捡出几件急需先洗的东西——那是什么，我不好跟你这样一位太太直说，可你一眼就瞅得出来——把它们浸在盆里。你说过，那对你是一种愉快，对我是一种实际帮助。洗衣盆是现成的，还有肥皂，炉子上有水壶，还有一只桶，可以从渠里打水。那样。你就会过得很快活，免得像现在这样呆坐着，闲得无聊，只好看风景，打呵欠。”
‘Here, you let me steer!’ said Toad, now thoroughly frightened, ‘and then you can get on with your washing your own way.  I might spoil your things, or not do ‘em as you like.  I’m more used to gentlemen’s things myself.  It’s my special line.’
“这样吧，你让我来掌舵！”蟾蜍说，他着实慌了。“那样你就可以依你自己的办法洗你的衣裳。让我来洗，说不定会把你的衣裳洗坏的，或者不对你的路子。我习惯洗男服，那是我的专长。”
‘Let you steer?’ replied the barge-woman, laughing.  ‘It takes some practice to steer a barge properly.  Besides, it’s dull work, and I want you to be happy.  No, you shall do the washing you are so fond of, and I’ll stick to the steering that I understand.  Don’t try and deprive me of the pleasure of giving you a treat!’
“让你掌舵？”船娘大笑着说。“给一条拖船掌舵，得有经验。再说，这活很没趣味，我想让你高兴。不不，还是你干你喜欢的洗衣活，我干我熟悉的掌舵好。我要好好款待你一番，别辜负我的好意！”
Toad was fairly cornered.  He looked for escape this way and that, saw that he was too far from the bank for a flying leap, and sullenly resigned himself to his fate.  ‘If it comes to that,’ he thought in desperation, ‘I suppose any fool can WASH!’
蟾蜍这下给逼进了死胡同。他东张西望，想夺路逃走，但是离岸太远，飞跃过去是不可能的，只好闷闷不乐地屈从命运的安排。“既然被逼到了这一步，”他无可奈何地想，“我相信，洗衣这种活哪个笨蛋也能干！”
He fetched tub, soap, and other necessaries from the cabin, selected a few garments at random, tried to recollect what he had seen in casual glances through laundry windows, and set to.
他把洗衣盆、肥皂和其他需用什物搬出船舱，胡乱挑了几件脏衣物，努力回忆他偶尔从洗衣房窗口瞥见的情形，动手洗了起来。
A long half-hour passed, and every minute of it saw Toad getting crosser and crosser.  Nothing that he could do to the things seemed to please them or do them good.  He tried coaxing, he tried slapping, he tried punching; they smiled back at him out of the tub unconverted, happy in their original sin.  Once or twice he looked nervously over his shoulder at the barge-woman, but she appeared to be gazing out in front of her, absorbed in her steering.  His back ached badly, and he noticed with dismay that his paws were beginning to get all crinkly.  Now Toad was very proud of his paws.  He muttered under his breath words that should never pass the lips of either washerwomen or Toads; and lost the soap, for the fiftieth time.
好长好长的半个钟头过去了，每过一分钟，蟾蜍就变得更加恼火。不管他怎样努力，总讨不到那些衣物的欢心，和它们搞不好关系。他把它们又哄，又拧，又搧耳光，可它们只是从盆里冲他嬉皮笑脸。心安理得地守住它们的原罪，毫无悔改之意。有一两次，他紧张地回头望了望那船娘，可她似乎只顾凝望前方，一门心思在掌舵。他的腰背酸痛得厉害；两只爪子给泡得皱巴巴的。而这双爪子是他一向特别珍爱的。他低声嘟囔了几句既不该洗衣妇也不该蟾蜍说的话，第五十次掉了肥皂。
A burst of laughter made him straighten himself and look round. The barge-woman was leaning back and laughing unrestrainedly, till the tears ran down her cheeks.
一阵笑声，惊得他直起了身子，回过头来看。那船娘正仰头放声大笑，笑得眼泪都从腮帮子上滚下来了。
‘I’ve been watching you all the time,’ she gasped.  ‘I thought you must be a humbug all along, from the conceited way you talked.  Pretty washerwoman you are!  Never washed so much as a dish-clout in your life, I’ll lay!’
Toad’s temper which had been simmering viciously for some time, now fairly boiled over, and he lost all control of himself.
我一直在注意观察你，”她喘着气说、“从你那个吹牛劲儿。我早就看出你是个骗子。好家伙，还说是个洗衣妇哩！我敢打赌，你这辈子连块擦碗布也没选过！”“蟾蜍的脾气本来就咝咝冒气了，这一下竟开了锅，完全失控了。
‘You common, low, FAT barge-woman!’ he shouted; ‘don’t you dare to talk to your betters like that!  Washerwoman indeed!  I would have you to know that I am a Toad, a very well-known, respected, distinguished Toad!  I may be under a bit of a cloud at present, but I will NOT be laughed at by a bargewoman!’
“你这个粗俗、下贱、肥胖的船婆子！”他吼道。“你怎么敢这样对你老爷说话！什么洗衣妇！我要叫你认得我是谁。我是大名鼎鼎、受人敬重、高贵。显赫的蟾蜍！眼下我或许有点掉份儿，可我绝不允许一个船娘嘲笑我！”
The woman moved nearer to him and peered under his bonnet keenly and closely.  ‘Why, so you are!’ she cried.  ‘Well, I never!  A horrid, nasty, crawly Toad!  And in my nice clean barge, too! Now that is a thing that I will NOT have.’
那女人凑到他跟前，朝他帽子底下仔细地敏锐地端详。“哎呀呀，果然是只蟾蜍！”她喊道，“太不像话！一只丑恶的脏兮兮的、叫人恶心的癞蛤蟆居然上了我这条干净漂亮的船，我绝不允许！”
She relinquished the tiller for a moment.  One big mottled arm shot out and caught Toad by a fore-leg, while the other-gripped him fast by a hind-leg.  Then the world turned suddenly upside down, the barge seemed to flit lightly across the sky, the wind whistled in his ears, and Toad found himself flying through the air, revolving rapidly as he went.
她放下舵柄。一只粗大的满是斑点的胳臂闪电般地伸过来。抓住蟾蜍的一条前腿，另一只胳臂牢牢地抓住他的一条后腿，就势一抡。霎时间，蟾蜍只觉天旋地转，拖船仿佛轻轻地掠过天空，耳边风声呼啸，他感到自己腾空飞起，边飞边迅速地折跟斗。
The water, when he eventually reached it with a loud splash, proved quite cold enough for his taste, though its chill was not sufficient to quell his proud spirit, or slake the heat of his furious temper.  He rose to the surface spluttering, and when he had wiped the duck-weed out of his eyes the first thing he saw was the fat barge-woman looking back at him over the stern of the retreating barge and laughing; and he vowed, as he coughed and choked, to be even with her.
最后，只听得扑通一声，他终于落到了水里。水相当凉，还算合他的胃口，不过凉得还不够，浇不灭他的那股傲气，熄不了他的满腔怒火。他胡乱打水、浮到了水面。他抹掉眼睛上的浮萍，头一眼看到的就是那肥胖的船娘，她正从渐渐远去的拖船船艄探出身来，回头望他，哈哈大笑。他又咳又呛，发誓要好好报复她。
He struck out for the shore, but the cotton gown greatly impeded his efforts, and when at length he touched land he found it hard to climb up the steep bank unassisted.  He had to take a minute or two’s rest to recover his breath; then, gathering his wet skirts well over his arms, he started to run after the barge as fast as his legs would carry him, wild with indignation, thirsting for revenge.
他划着水向岸边游去，可是身上的那件棉布衫碍手碍脚。等到他终于够到陆地时，又发现没人帮忙，爬上那陡峭的岸是多么费力。他歇了一两分钟，才喘过气来；跟着，他搂起湿裙子，捧在手上，提起脚来拼命追赶那条拖船。他气得发疯，一心巴望着进行报复。
The barge-woman was still laughing when he drew up level with her.  ‘Put yourself through your mangle, washerwoman,’ she called out, ‘and iron your face and crimp it, and you’ll pass for quite a decent-looking Toad!’
当他跑到和船并排时，那船娘还在笑。她喊道：“把你自己放进轧衣机里轧一轧，洗衣婆，拿烙铁熨熨你的脸，熨出些褶子，你就将就像个体面的癞蛤蟆啦！”
Toad never paused to reply.  Solid revenge was what he wanted, not cheap, windy, verbal triumphs, though he had a thing or two in his mind that he would have liked to say.  He saw what he wanted ahead of him.  Running swiftly on he overtook the horse, unfastened the towrope and cast off, jumped lightly on the horse’s back, and urged it to a gallop by kicking it vigorously in the sides.  He steered for the open country, abandoning the tow-path, and swinging his steed down a rutty lane.  Once he looked back, and saw that the barge had run aground on the other side of the canal, and the barge-woman was gesticulating wildly and shouting, ‘Stop, stop, stop!’  ‘I’ve heard that song before,’ said Toad, laughing, as he continued to spur his steed onward in its wild career.
蟾蜍不屑于停下来和她斗嘴。他要的是货真价实的报复，而不是不值钱的空洞洞的口头胜利，虽说他想好了几句回敬她的话。他打算干什么、心里有数。他飞快地跑，追上了那匹拖船的马，解开纤绳，扔在一边，轻轻纵身跃上马背，猛踢马肚子，催马奔跑。他策马离开纤路，直奔开阔的旷野，然后把马驱进一条布满车辙的树夹道。有一次他回头望去，只见那拖船在河中打了横，漂到了对岸。船娘正发狂似地挥臂跳脚，一迭声喊。“站住，站住，站住！”“这调调儿我以前听到过，”蟾蜍大笑着说，继续驱马朝前狂奔。
The barge-horse was not capable of any very sustained effort, and its gallop soon subsided into a trot, and its trot into an easy walk; but Toad was quite contented with this, knowing that he, at any rate, was moving, and the barge was not.  He had quite recovered his temper, now that he had done something he thought really clever; and he was satisfied to jog along quietly in the sun, steering his horse along by-ways and bridle-paths, and trying to forget how very long it was since he had had a square meal, till the canal had been left very far behind him.
拖船的马缺乏耐力，不能长时间奔跑，很快就由奔驰降为小跑，小跑又降为缓行。不过蟾蜍还是挺满意的，因为他知道，好歹他是在前进，而拖船却静止不动。现在他心平气和了，因为他觉得自己做了件实在聪明的事。他心满意足地在阳光下慢慢行走，专捡那些偏僻的小径和马道，想法忘掉他已经很久没吃一顿饱饭了，直到他把水渠远远甩在后面。
He had travelled some miles, his horse and he, and he was feeling drowsy in the hot sunshine, when the horse stopped, lowered his head, and began to nibble the grass; and Toad, waking up, just saved himself from falling off by an effort.  He looked about him and found he was on a wide common, dotted with patches of gorse and bramble as far as he could see.  Near him stood a dingy gipsy caravan, and beside it a man was sitting on a bucket turned upside down, very busy smoking and staring into the wide world.  A fire of sticks was burning near by, and over the fire hung an iron pot, and out of that pot came forth bubblings and gurglings, and a vague suggestive steaminess.  Also smells—warm, rich, and varied smells—that twined and twisted and wreathed themselves at last into one complete, voluptuous, perfect smell that seemed like the very soul of Nature taking form and appearing to her children, a true Goddess, a mother of solace and comfort.  Toad now knew well that he had not been really hungry before.  What he had felt earlier in the day had been a mere trifling qualm.  This was the real thing at last, and no mistake; and it would have to be dealt with speedily, too, or there would be trouble for somebody or something.  He looked the gipsy over carefully, wondering vaguely whether it would be easier to fight him or cajole him.  So there he sat, and sniffed and sniffed, and looked at the gipsy; and the gipsy sat and smoked, and looked at him.
他和马已经走了好几哩路。炙热的太阳晒得他昏昏欲睡。那马忽然停下来，低头啃吃青草。蟾蜍惊醒过来，险些儿掉下马背。他举目四顾，只见自己是在一片宽阔的公地上，一眼望去，地上星星点点缀满了金雀花和黑麦子。离他不远的地方，停着一辆破烂的吉卜赛大篷车，一个男人坐在车旁一只倒扣着的桶上，一个劲抽烟，眺望着广阔的天地。附近燃着一堆树枝生起的火，火上吊着一只铁罐，里面发生咕嘟嘟的冒泡声，一股淡淡的蒸汽，令人不禁想入非非。还有气味——暖暖的、浓浓的、杂七杂八的气味——互相掺合、交织，整个儿融成一股无比诱人的香味，就像大自然女神——一位给孩子们慰安和鼓舞的母亲——的灵魂显了形，召唤着她的儿女们。蟾蜍现在才明自，他原先并不知道什么叫真正的饿。上半天感到的饥饿，只不过是一阵微不足道的眩晕罢了。现在，真正的饥饿终于来了，没错；而且得赶紧认真对待才行，要不然，就会给什么人或什么东西带来麻烦。他仔细打量那个吉卜赛人、心里举棋不定，不知道是跟他死打硬拼好，还是甜言蜜语哄骗好。所以他就坐在马背上，用鼻子嗅了又嗅，盯着吉卜赛人。吉卜赛人也坐着，抽烟，拿眼盯着他。
Presently the gipsy took his pipe out of his mouth and remarked in a careless way, ‘Want to sell that there horse of yours?’
过了一会，吉卜赛人从嘴里拿掉烟斗漫不经心地说。“你那匹马是要卖吗？”
Toad was completely taken aback.  He did not know that gipsies were very fond of horse-dealing, and never missed an opportunity, and he had not reflected that caravans were always on the move and took a deal of drawing.  It had not occurred to him to turn the horse into cash, but the gipsy’s suggestion seemed to smooth the way towards the two things he wanted so badly—ready money, and a solid breakfast.
蟾蜍着实吃了一惊。他没想到过，吉卜赛人喜欢买马。从不放过一次机会。他也没想到过，大篷车总在四处走动，需要马拉。他没考虑过，把那匹马换成现钱。吉卜赛人的提议，似乎为他取得急需的两样东西铺平了道路——现钱和一顿丰盛的早餐。
‘What?’ he said, ‘me sell this beautiful young horse of mine?  O, no; it’s out of the question.  Who’s going to take the washing home to my customers every week?  Besides, I’m too fond of him, and he simply dotes on me.’
“什么？”他说，“卖掉这匹漂亮的小马驹？不，不，绝对不行。卖了马，谁替我驮给雇主洗的衣裳？再说，我特喜欢这马，他跟我也特亲。”
‘Try and love a donkey,’ suggested the gipsy.  ‘Some people do.’
“那就去爱一匹驴吧，”吉卜赛人提议说。“有些人就喜欢驴。”
‘You don’t seem to see,’ continued Toad, ‘that this fine horse of mine is a cut above you altogether.  He’s a blood horse, he is, partly; not the part you see, of course—another part.  And he’s been a Prize Hackney, too, in his time—that was the time before you knew him, but you can still tell it on him at a glance, if you understand anything about horses.  No, it’s not to be thought of for a moment.  All the same, how much might you be disposed to offer me for this beautiful young horse of mine?’
“你难道看不出，”蟾蜍又说，“我这匹优良的马给你是太好了吗？他是匹纯种马，一部分是；当然不是你看到的那一部分。他当年还得奖来着——那是在你看到他以前的事，不过要是你多少识马的话，你一眼就能看出的。不，不，卖马，这绝对办不到。可话又说回来，要是你真的想买我这匹漂亮的小马，你到底打算出什么价？”
The gipsy looked the horse over, and then he looked Toad over with equal care, and looked at the horse again.  ‘Shillin’ a leg,’ he said briefly, and turned away, continuing to smoke and try to stare the wide world out of countenance.
吉卜赛人把马上上下下打量了一番，又同样仔细地把蟾蜍上上下下打量了一番，然后回头望着那马。“一先令一条腿，”他干脆地说，说完就转过身去，继续抽烟，一心一意眺望着广阔的天地，像要把它看得睑红起来似的。
‘A shilling a leg?’ cried Toad.  ‘If you please, I must take a little time to work that out, and see just what it comes to.’
“一先令一条腿？”蟾蜍喊道。”等一等，让我合计合计，看看总共是多少。”
He climbed down off his horse, and left it to graze, and sat down by the gipsy, and did sums on his fingers, and at last he said, ‘A shilling a leg?  Why, that comes to exactly four shillings, and no more.  O, no; I could not think of accepting four shillings for this beautiful young horse of mine.’
他爬下马背，由他去吃草，自己坐在吉卜赛人身旁，扳着手指算起了。末了他说：“一先令一条腿，怎么，总共才四先令，一个子儿也不多？那不行，我这匹漂亮的小马才卖四先令。我不干——”
‘Well,’ said the gipsy, ‘I’ll tell you what I will do.  I’ll make it five shillings, and that’s three-and-sixpence more than the animal’s worth.  And that’s my last word.’
“那好，”吉卜赛人说，“这么着吧，我给你加到五先令，这可比这牲口的价值高出三先令六便士。这是我最后的出价。”
Then Toad sat and pondered long and deeply.  For he was hungry and quite penniless, and still some way—he knew not how far—from home, and enemies might still be looking for him.  To one in such a situation, five shillings may very well appear a large sum of money.  On the other hand, it did not seem very much to get for a horse.  But then, again, the horse hadn’t cost him anything; so whatever he got was all clear profit.  At last he said firmly, ‘Look here, gipsy!  I tell you what we will do; and this is MY last word.  You shall hand me over six shillings and sixpence, cash down; and further, in addition thereto, you shall give me as much breakfast as I can possibly eat, at one sitting of course, out of that iron pot of yours that keeps sending forth such delicious and exciting smells.  In return, I will make over to you my spirited young horse, with all the beautiful harness and trappings that are on him, freely thrown in.  If that’s not good enough for you, say so, and I’ll be getting on.  I know a man near here who’s wanted this horse of mine for years.’
蟾蜍坐着，反反复复想了好一阵。他肚子饿了。身无分文，离家又远——谁知道有多远，一个人在这样的处境下，五先令也显得是很可观的一笔钱了。可另一方面，五先令卖一匹马，似乎太亏点。不过，话又说回来，这匹马并没有花他一个子儿，所以不管得到多少，都是净赚。最后，他斩钉截铁地说：“这样吧，吉卜赛！告诉你我的想法，也是我最后的要价。你给我六先令六便士，要现钱；另外，你还得供我一顿早饭，就是你那只香喷喷的铁罐里的东西，要管饱，当然只管一顿。我呢，就把我这匹欢蹦乱跳的小马交给你，外加马身上所有漂亮的马具，免费赠送。你要是觉得吃亏，就直说，我走我的路。我知道附近有个人，他想要我这匹马，都想了好几年啦。”
The gipsy grumbled frightfully, and declared if he did a few more deals of that sort he’d be ruined.  But in the end he lugged a dirty canvas bag out of the depths of his trouser pocket, and counted out six shillings and sixpence into Toad’s paw.  Then he disappeared into the caravan for an instant, and returned with a large iron plate and a knife, fork, and spoon.  He tilted up the pot, and a glorious stream of hot rich stew gurgled into the plate.  It was, indeed, the most beautiful stew in the world, being made of partridges, and pheasants, and chickens, and hares, and rabbits, and pea-hens, and guinea-fowls, and one or two other things.  Toad took the plate on his lap, almost crying, and stuffed, and stuffed, and stuffed, and kept asking for more, and the gipsy never grudged it him.  He thought that he had never eaten so good a breakfast in all his life.
吉卜赛人大发牢骚，抱怨说，这样的买卖要是再做几宗，他就要倾家荡产啦。不过最终他还是从裤兜深处掏出一只脏兮兮的小帆布包，数出六枚先令六枚便士，放在蟾蜍掌心里。然后他钻进大篷车，拿出一只大铁盘，一副刀、叉、勺子。他歪倒铁锅，于是一大股热腾腾、油汪汪的杂烩汤就流进了铁盘。那果真是世上最最美味的杂烩汤，是用松鸡、野鸡、家鸡、野兔、家兔、雌孔雀、珍珠鸡，还有一两样别的东西烩在一起熬成的。蟾蜍接过盘子，放在膝上，差点儿没哭出来。他一个劲往肚里填呀。填呀，填呀，吃完又要，吃完又要；而吉卜赛人也不吝啬。蟾蜍觉得，他这辈子从没吃过这么美味的一顿早餐。
When Toad had taken as much stew on board as he thought he could possibly hold, he got up and said good-bye to the gipsy, and took an affectionate farewell of the horse; and the gipsy, who knew the riverside well, gave him directions which way to go, and he set forth on his travels again in the best possible spirits.  He was, indeed, a very different Toad from the animal of an hour ago.  The sun was shining brightly, his wet clothes were quite dry again, he had money in his pocket once more, he was nearing home and friends and safety, and, most and best of all, he had had a substantial meal, hot and nourishing, and felt big, and strong, and careless, and self-confident.
蟾蜍饱餐了一顿，肚子能装下多少就装多少，然后就起身向吉卜赛人道了再见，又依依不舍地告别了马。吉卜赛人很熟悉河边地形，给他指点该走哪条路。他又一次踏上行程，情绪好到无以复加。和一小时前相比，他成了全然不同的另一只蟾蜍。阳光明亮，身上的湿衣差不多干透了，现在兜里又有了钱，离家和朋友越来越近，也越来越安全，尤其是，吃过一顿丰盛的饭食，热热的，营养充足，他感到浑身有劲，无忧无虑，信心百倍。
As he tramped along gaily, he thought of his adventures and escapes, and how when things seemed at their worst he had always managed to find a way out; and his pride and conceit began to swell within him.  ‘Ho, ho!’ he said to himself as he marched along with his chin in the air, ‘what a clever Toad I am!  There is surely no animal equal to me for cleverness in the whole world!  My enemies shut me up in prison, encircled by sentries, watched night and day by warders; I walk out through them all, by sheer ability coupled with courage.  They pursue me with engines, and policemen, and revolvers; I snap my fingers at them, and vanish, laughing, into space.  I am, unfortunately, thrown into a canal by a woman fat of body and very evil-minded.  What of it?  I swim ashore, I seize her horse, I ride off in triumph, and I sell the horse for a whole pocketful of money and an excellent breakfast!  Ho, ho!  I am The Toad, the handsome, the popular, the successful Toad!’  He got so puffed up with conceit that he made up a song as he walked in praise of himself, and sang it at the top of his voice, though there was no one to hear it but him.  It was perhaps the most conceited song that any animal ever composed.
他兴冲冲地大步朝前走，想着自己多次遇险，又都安然脱身，每逢绝境，总能化险为夷，转危为安。想到这，他不由得骄傲自满狂妄自大起来。“嗬，嗬！”他把下巴翘得老高，说道：“我蟾蜍多聪明呀！全世界没有一只动物比得上我！敌人把我关进大牢，布下重重岗哨，派狱卒日夜看守，可我居然在他们眼皮底下扬长而过，闯了出来，纯粹是靠我的才智加勇气。他们开动机车，出动警察。举着手枪追捕我，我呢，冲他们打了个响榧，哈哈大笑，一转眼就跑得没了影儿。我不幸被一个又胖又坏的女人扔进河里。那又算什么？我游上了岸，夺了她的马，大摇大摆地骑走了。我用马换来满满一口袋银钱，还美美地吃了一顿早饭！嗬，嗬！我是蟾蜍，英俊的、有名的、无往不利的蟾蜍！”他把自己吹得那么响，不由得做起歌来，一路走，一路扯着嗓门给自己大唱赞歌，虽说除了他自己，没有人听见。这恐怕是一只动物所创作的最最狂妄自大的歌了。
‘The world has held great Heroes, As history-books have showed; But never a name to go down to fame Compared with that of Toad!
‘The clever men at Oxford Know all that there is to be knowed. But they none of them know one half as much As intelligent Mr. Toad!
‘The animals sat in the Ark and cried, Their tears in torrents flowed.
Who was it said, “There’s land ahead?” Encouraging Mr. Toad!
‘The army all saluted As they marched along the road. Was it the King?
Or Kitchener? No.  It was Mr. Toad.
‘The Queen and her Ladies-in-waiting Sat at the window and sewed. She cried, “Look! who’s that HANDSOME man?” They answered, “Mr. Toad.”’
“世上有过许多伟大英雄，
历史书上载过他们的丰功伟绩；
但没有一个公认的赫赫有名，
能和蟾蜍相比！
牛津大学聪明人成堆
肚里的学问包罗万象
但没有一个懂得的事情，
赶得上聪明的蟾蜍一半！
方舟里动物痛哭流涕，
眼泪如潮水般涌出。
是谁高呼“陆地就在眼前”？
是鼓舞众生的蟾蜍！
军队在大路上迈步前进，
他们齐声欢呼致敬。
是为国王，还是基陈纳将军？
不，是向着蟾蜍先生！
王后和她的待从女官，
窗前坐着把衣来缝。
王后喊道：‘那位英俊男子是谁？’
女官们回答：‘是蟾蜍先生。’”
There was a great deal more of the same sort, but too dreadfully conceited to be written down.  These are some of the milder verses.
诸如此类的歌还多得很，但都狂妄得吓人，不便写在纸上。以上只是其中较为温和的几首。
He sang as he walked, and he walked as he sang, and got more inflated every minute.  But his pride was shortly to have a severe fall.
他边唱边走，边走边唱，越来越得意忘形、不过没过多久，他的傲气就一落千丈了。
After some miles of country lanes he reached the high road, and as he turned into it and glanced along its white length, he saw approaching him a speck that turned into a dot and then into a blob, and then into something very familiar; and a double note of warning, only too well known, fell on his delighted ear.
他在乡间小道上走了几哩之后。就上了公路。他顺着那条白色路面极目远眺时，忽见迎面过来一个小黑点，随后变成了一个大黑点，又变成了一个小块块，最后变成了一个他十分熟悉的东西。接着，两声警告的鸣笛，愉快地钻进他的耳朵，这声音太熟悉了！
‘This is something like!’ said the excited Toad.  ‘This is real life again, this is once more the great world from which I have been missed so long!  I will hail them, my brothers of the wheel, and pitch them a yarn, of the sort that has been so successful hitherto; and they will give me a lift, of course, and then I will talk to them some more; and, perhaps, with luck, it may even end in my driving up to Toad Hall in a motor-car!  That will be one in the eye for Badger!’
“这就对了！”兴奋的蟾蜍喊道。 “这才是真正的生活，这才是我失去好久的伟大世界！我要叫住他们，我的轮上的哥们儿，我要给他们编一段故事，就像曾经使我一帆风顺的那种故事，他们自然会捎带我一程，然后我再给他们讲更多的故事。走运的话，说不定最后我还能乘上汽车长驱直入回到蟾宫！叫獾看看，那才叫绝了！”
He stepped confidently out into the road to hail the motor-car, which came along at an easy pace, slowing down as it neared the lane; when suddenly he became very pale, his heart turned to water, his knees shook and yielded under him, and he doubled up and collapsed with a sickening pain in his interior.  And well he might, the unhappy animal; for the approaching car was the very one he had stolen out of the yard of the Red Lion Hotel on that fatal day when all his troubles began!  And the people in it were the very same people he had sat and watched at luncheon in the coffee-room!
他信心十足地站到马路当中，招呼汽车停下来。汽车从容地驶过来，在小路附近放慢了速度。就在这时，蟾蜍的脸一下子变得煞白。心沉了下去，双膝打颤发软，身子弯曲起来，瘫成一团，五脏六腑恶心作痛。不幸的蟾蜍，难怪他会吓成这样，因为驶过来的汽车，正好是那倒霉的一天他从红狮旅店场院里偷出来的那辆——他所有的灾难都是打那天开始的！车上的人，恰恰是他在旅店咖啡厅里看到的那伙人！
He sank down in a shabby, miserable heap in the road, murmuring to himself in his despair, ‘It’s all up!  It’s all over now! Chains and policemen again!  Prison again!  Dry bread and water again!  O, what a fool I have been!  What did I want to go strutting about the country for, singing conceited songs, and hailing people in broad day on the high road, instead of hiding till nightfall and slipping home quietly by back ways!  O hapless Toad!  O ill-fated animal!’
他瘫倒在路上，成了惨兮兮的一堆破烂．他绝望地喃喃自语说：“全完啦！彻底完蛋啦！又要落到警察手里，带上镣铐，又要蹲大狱，啃面包，喝白水！咳，我是个十足的大傻瓜！我本该藏起来，等天黑以后，再捡僻静小路偷偷溜回家去！可我偏要大模大样在野地里乱窜，大唱自吹自擂的歌子，还要在大白天在公路上瞎拦车！倒霉的蟾蜍啊！不幸的动物啊！”
The terrible motor-car drew slowly nearer and nearer, till at last he heard it stop just short of him.  Two gentlemen got out and walked round the trembling heap of crumpled misery lying in the road, and one of them said, ‘O dear! this is very sad! Here is a poor old thing—a washerwoman apparently—who has fainted in the road!  Perhaps she is overcome by the heat, poor creature; or possibly she has not had any food to-day.  Let us lift her into the car and take her to the nearest village, where doubtless she has friends.’
那辆可怕的汽车慢慢驶近了，最后，他听到它就在身边停了下来。两位绅士走下车，绕着路上这堆皱皱巴巴哆哆嗦嗦的破烂儿转。一个人说：“天哪！真够惨的哟！这是一位老太太——看来是个洗衣婆——她晕倒在路上了！说不定她是中了暑。可怜人。说不定她今天还没吃过东西哩。咱们把她抬上车，送到附近的村子里。那儿想必有她的亲友。”
They tenderly lifted Toad into the motor-car and propped him up with soft cushions, and proceeded on their way.
他们把蟾蜍轻轻抬上车，让他靠坐在柔软的椅垫上，又继续上路。
When Toad heard them talk in so kind and sympathetic a way, and knew that he was not recognised, his courage began to revive, and he cautiously opened first one eye and then the other.
他们说话的语调很和蔼，并且充满同情，蟾蜍知道他们没把他认出来，于是渐渐恢复了勇气。他小心翼翼地先睁开一只眼，再睁开另一只眼。
‘Look!’ said one of the gentlemen, ‘she is better already.  The fresh air is doing her good.  How do you feel now, ma’am?’
 “瞧，”一位绅士说，“她好些啦。新鲜空气对她有好处。你觉得怎么样，太太？”
‘Thank you kindly, Sir,’ said Toad in a feeble voice, ‘I’m feeling a great deal better!’ 
“大谢谢你们了，先生，”蟾蜍声音微弱地说，“我觉得好多了！”
‘That’s right,’ said the gentleman.  ‘Now keep quite still, and, above all, don’t try to talk.’
“那就好，”那绅士说，“现在，要保持安静，主要是别说话。”
‘I won’t,’ said Toad.  ‘I was only thinking, if I might sit on the front seat there, beside the driver, where I could get the fresh air full in my face, I should soon be all right again.’
“我不说话，”蟾蜍说。“我只是在想，要是我能坐在前座，在司机身边，让新鲜空气直接吹在我脸上，我很快就会好的。”
‘What a very sensible woman!’ said the gentleman.  ‘Of course you shall.’  So they carefully helped Toad into the front seat beside the driver, and on they went again.
“这女人头脑真清楚！”那绅士说。“你当然可以坐在前座。”于是他们小心地把蟾蜍扶到前座，坐在司机旁边，又继续开车上路。
Toad was almost himself again by now.  He sat up, looked about him, and tried to beat down the tremors, the yearnings, the old cravings that rose up and beset him and took possession of him entirely.
这时，蟾蜍差不多已恢复常态了。他坐直了身子，向四周看看，努力要抑制激动的情绪。他对汽车的渴求和热望，正在他心头汹涌，整个儿控制了他，弄得他躁动不宁。
‘It is fate!’ he said to himself.  ‘Why strive? why struggle?’ and he turned to the driver at his side.
“这是命中注定呀！”他对自己说。“何必抗拒？何必挣扎？”于是他朝身边的司机说：
‘Please, Sir,’ he said, ‘I wish you would kindly let me try and drive the car for a little.  I’ve been watching you carefully, and it looks so easy and so interesting, and I should like to be able to tell my friends that once I had driven a motor-car!’
“先生，求你行个好，让我开一会儿车吧。我一直在仔细看你开车，像是不太难，挺有意思的。我特想让朋友们知道，我开过一次车”
The driver laughed at the proposal, so heartily that the gentleman inquired what the matter was.  When he heard, he said, to Toad’s delight, ‘Bravo, ma’am!  I like your spirit. Let her have a try, and look after her.  She won’t do any harm.’
听到这个请求，司机不禁哈哈大笑，笑得那么开心，引得后面那位绅士忙追问是怎么回事。听了司机的解释，他说道：“好啊，太太！我欣赏你这种精神。让她试一试，你在一旁关照。她不会出岔子的。”
Toad eagerly scrambled into the seat vacated by the driver, took the steering-wheel in his hands, listened with affected humility to the instructions given him, and set the car in motion, but very slowly and carefully at first, for he was determined to be prudent. The gentlemen behind clapped their hands and applauded, and Toad heard them saying, ‘How well she does it!  Fancy a washerwoman driving a car as well as that, the first time!’
这话使蟾蜍大喜过望。他急不可耐地爬进司机让出来的座位，双手握住方向盘，佯作谦逊地听从司机的指点，开动了汽车，起初开得很慢很小心，因为他决心要谨慎行事。后座的绅士们拍手称赞说：“她开得多好啊！想不到一个洗衣妇开车能开得这么棒，从没见过！”
Toad went a little faster; then faster still, and faster.
蟾蜍把车开得快了些，又快了些。越开越快。
He heard the gentlemen call out warningly, ‘Be careful, washerwoman!’ And this annoyed him, and he began to lose his head.
后面的绅士大声警告说：“小心，洗衣婆！”这话激恼了他，他开始头脑发热，失去了理智。
The driver tried to interfere, but he pinned him down in his seat with one elbow, and put on full speed.  The rush of air in his face, the hum of the engines, and the light jump of the car beneath him intoxicated his weak brain.  ‘Washerwoman, indeed!’ he shouted recklessly.  ‘Ho! ho!  I am the Toad, the motor-car snatcher, the prison-breaker, the Toad who always escapes!  Sit still, and you shall know what driving really is, for you are in the hands of the famous, the skilful, the entirely fearless Toad!’
司机想动手制止，可蟾蜍用一只胳臂把他按牢在坐位上，动不得。车全速行驶起来。气流冲激着他的脸，马达嗡嗡地响，身下的车厢轻轻弹跳，这一切都陶醉了他那愚钝的头脑。他肆无忌惮地喊道：“什么洗衣婆！嗬嗬！我是蟾蜍，抢车能手，越狱要犯，是身经百难总能逃脱的蟾蜍！你们给我好好呆着，我要叫你们懂得什么才是真正的驾驶。你们现在是落在鼎鼎大名、技艺超群、无所畏惧的蟾蜍手里！”
With a cry of horror the whole party rose and flung themselves on him.  ‘Seize him!’ they cried, ‘seize the Toad, the wicked animal who stole our motor-car!  Bind him, chain him, drag him to the nearest police-station!  Down with the desperate and dangerous Toad!’
车上的人全都惊恐万分地大叫，站起来，扑到蟾蜍身上。“抓住他！”他们喊道，“抓住蟾蜍，这个偷车的坏家伙！把他捆起来，戴上手铐，拖到附近的警察局去！打倒万恶的、危险的蟾蜍！”
Alas! they should have thought, they ought to have been more prudent, they should have remembered to stop the motor-car somehow before playing any pranks of that sort.  With a half-turn of the wheel the Toad sent the car crashing through the low hedge that ran along the roadside.  One mighty bound, a violent shock, and the wheels of the car were churning up the thick mud of a horse-pond.
唉！他们本该想到，应当审慎行事，先想法把车子停下来，再采取行动就好了。蟾蜍把方向盘猛地转了半圈，汽车一下子冲进了路旁的矮树篱。只见它高高跳起，剧烈地颠簸，四只轮子陷进一只饮马塘，搅得泥水四溅。
Toad found himself flying through the air with the strong upward rush and delicate curve of a swallow.  He liked the motion, and was just beginning to wonder whether it would go on until he developed wings and turned into a Toad-bird, when he landed on his back with a thump, in the soft rich grass of a meadow. Sitting up, he could just see the motor-car in the pond, nearly submerged; the gentlemen and the driver, encumbered by their long coats, were floundering helplessly in the water.
蟾蜍觉得自己突然往上一窜，像只燕子在空中划了一道优美的弧线。他颇喜欢这动作，心里正纳闷，不知会不会继续这样飞下去，直到长出翅膀，变成一只蟾蜍鸟。就在这一刹，砰地一声，他仰面朝天着了陆，落在丰茂松软的草地上。他坐起来，一眼看到水塘里那辆汽车，快要沉下去了；绅士们和司机被他们身上的长外套拖累着，正无可奈何地在水里扑腾挣扎。
He picked himself up rapidly, and set off running across country as hard as he could, scrambling through hedges, jumping ditches, pounding across fields, till he was breathless and weary, and had to settle down into an easy walk.  When he had recovered his breath somewhat, and was able to think calmly, he began to giggle, and from giggling he took to laughing, and he laughed till he had to sit down under a hedge.  ‘Ho, ho!’ he cried, in ecstasies of self-admiration, ‘Toad again!  Toad, as usual, comes out on the top!  Who was it got them to give him a lift?  Who managed to get on the front seat for the sake of fresh air?  Who persuaded them into letting him see if he could drive?  Who landed them all in a horse-pond?  Who escaped, flying gaily and unscathed through the air, leaving the narrow-minded, grudging, timid excursionists in the mud where they should rightly be? Why, Toad, of course; clever Toad, great Toad, GOOD Toad!’
他火速跳起来，撒腿就跑，朝着荒野拼命跑，钻过树篱，跳过沟渠，奔过田地，直跑得上气不接下气，累得只好放慢速度，缓步而行。等到稍稍喘过气来，可以平静地想事了，他就格格笑开了，先是轻笑，然后大笑．笑得前仰后合，不得不在树篱旁坐下。“哈哈！” 他自我欣赏、得意洋洋地高声喊道，“蟾蜍又成功啦！毫无例外，蟾蜍又大获全胜！是谁，哄着他们让他搭车的？是谁，想出招来坐到前座，呼吸新鲜空气的？是谁，怂恿他们让他试试开车的？是谁，把他们一股脑抛进水塘的？是谁，腾空飞起，纹丝没伤着，逃之夭夭，把那帮心胸狭窄、小里小气、胆小怕事的游客丢在他们该呆的泥水里？当然是蟾蜍，聪明的蟾蜍，伟大的蟾蜍，善良的蟾蜍！”
Then he burst into song again, and chanted with uplifted voice—
接着，他又放开嗓门儿唱起来——
‘The motor-car went Poop-poop-poop, As it raced along the road. Who was it steered it into a pond? Ingenious Mr. Toad!
O, how clever I am! How clever, how clever, how very clev----‘
“小汽车，噗噗噗，
顺着大路往前奔。
是谁驱车进水塘？
足智多谋的蟾蜍君！
瞧我多聪明！多聪明，多聪明，多聪——”
A slight noise at a distance behind him made him turn his head and look.  O horror!  O misery!  O despair!
这时从身后远处，传来一阵轻微的喧闹声，他回头一看。哎呀呀，要命呀！倒霉呀！全完啦！
About two fields off, a chauffeur in his leather gaiters and two large rural policemen were visible, running towards him as hard as they could go!
大约隔着两块田地，一个扎着皮绑腿的司机和两名乡村警察，正飞快地朝他奔来。
Poor Toad sprang to his feet and pelted away again, his heart in his mouth.  O, my!’ he gasped, as he panted along, ‘what an ASS I am!  What a CONCEITED and heedless ass!  Swaggering again!  Shouting and singing songs again!  Sitting still and gassing again!  O my!  O my!  O my!’
可怜的蟾蜍一跃而起，又嗖地蹦开，他的心都跳到嗓子眼里了。他气喘吁吁地跑着。气喘吁吁地说：“我真是头蠢驴！一头又狂妄又粗心的蠢驴！我又吹牛了！又大喊大叫大唱起来了！又坐着不动大夸海口了！天哪！天哪！天哪！”
He glanced back, and saw to his dismay that they were gaining on him.  On he ran desperately, but kept looking back, and saw that they still gained steadily.  He did his best, but he was a fat animal, and his legs were short, and still they gained.  He could hear them close behind him now.  Ceasing to heed where he was going, he struggled on blindly and wildly, looking back over his shoulder at the now triumphant enemy, when suddenly the earth failed under his feet, he grasped at the air, and, splash! he found himself head over ears in deep water, rapid water, water that bore him along with a force he could not contend with; and he knew that in his blind panic he had run straight into the river!
他回头瞄了一眼，看到那伙人追上来了。他心慌意乱，拼命狂奔，不住地回头望，只见他们越来越近了。他使出最大的力气跑，可他身体肥胖，腿又短，跑不过他们。现在，他能听到他们就在身后了。他顾不得辨方向，只管发狂似的瞎跑，还不时回过头去看他的那些就要成功的敌人。突然间，他一脚踩空了，四脚在空中乱抓，扑通一声，他没头
Chapter 11 Like Summer Tempests Came His Tears
The Rat put out a neat little brown paw, gripped Toad firmly by the scruff of the neck, and gave a great hoist and a pull; and the water-logged Toad came up slowly but surely over the edge of the hole, till at last he stood safe and sound in the hall, streaked with mud and weed to be sure, and with the water streaming off him, but happy and high-spirited as of old, now that he found himself once more in the house of a friend, and dodgings and evasions were over, and he could lay aside a disguise that was unworthy of his position and wanted such a lot of living up to.
河鼠伸出一只整洁的褐色小爪子，紧紧揪着蟾蜍的颈皮，使劲往上拽。浑身滴水的蟾蜍于是慢慢地但稳稳地上了洞沿，安然无恙地站到了门厅里。他身上自然满是污泥和水草，可他又像往日一样快活得意，因为他知道，自已又来到老友家，再也不用东躲西藏了，那套不合身份丢人现眼的伪装，也可以扔掉了。
‘O, Ratty!’ he cried.  ‘I’ve been through such times since I saw you last, you can’t think!  Such trials, such sufferings, and all so nobly borne!  Then such escapes, such disguises such subterfuges, and all so cleverly planned and carried out!  Been in prison—got out of it, of course!  Been thrown into a canal—swam ashore!  Stole a horse—sold him for a large sum of money! Humbugged everybody—made ‘em all do exactly what I wanted!  Oh, I AM a smart Toad, and no mistake!  What do you think my last exploit was?  Just hold on till I tell you----‘
“鼠兄啊！”他喊道，“自打和你分手以后，我过的什么日子，你简直没法想象！那么多的考验，那么多的苦难，我全都英勇地承受住了！接着是绝处逢生，乔装打扮，计谋策略，全是我一手巧妙地设计出来又付诸实施的！因为我给他们关进了监狱，不过我自然逃了出来！又给扔进了水渠，可我游上岸了！又偷了一匹马，卖了一大笔钱！我骗过了所有的人，叫他们乖乖地听我的吩咐！你瞧，我是不是一只聪明能干的蟾蜍？没错！你知道我最后一场冒险是什么？别忙，听我给你讲——”
‘Toad,’ said the Water Rat, gravely and firmly, ‘you go off upstairs at once, and take off that old cotton rag that looks as if it might formerly have belonged to some washerwoman, and clean yourself thoroughly, and put on some of my clothes, and try and come down looking like a gentleman if you CAN; for a more shabby, bedraggled, disreputable-looking object than you are I never set eyes on in my whole life!  Now, stop swaggering and arguing, and be off!  I’ll have something to say to you later!’
“蟾蜍，”河鼠说，态度严肃又坚定，“你马上给我上楼去，脱掉身上这件破布衫，这衣裳像是一个洗衣妇穿过的＿好好洗刷干净，换上我的衣服，再下楼来，看能不能像个绅士的样子。我这辈子还没见过一个比你更寒碜、邋遢、丢人现眼的家伙！好啦，别吹牛，别争辩，快去吧！呆会儿，我有话对你说！”
Toad was at first inclined to stop and do some talking back at him.  He had had enough of being ordered about when he was in prison, and here was the thing being begun all over again, apparently; and by a Rat, too!  However, he caught sight of himself in the looking-glass over the hat-stand, with the rusty black bonnet perched rakishly over one eye, and he changed his mind and went very quickly and humbly upstairs to the Rat’s dressing-room.  There he had a thorough wash and brush-up, changed his clothes, and stood for a long time before the glass, contemplating himself with pride and pleasure, and thinking what utter idiots all the people must have been to have ever mistaken him for one moment for a washerwoman.
蟾蜍起初不愿就此住口，还想回敬他几句。坐牢的时候，他就老是被人支来使去，他受够了，现在又来了，而且支使他的是一只老鼠！不过。他偶然从帽架上的镜子里，瞥见了自己的尊容，一顶褪色的黑色女帽，俏皮地歪扣在一只眼上，他立刻改变了主意，二话没说，乖乖地上了楼，钻进了河鼠的穿衣室。他彻头彻尾洗刷了一遍，换了衣服，久久地站在镜子跟前，沾沾自喜地欣赏着自己，心想，那帮家伙竟会错把他当成一个洗衣妇，真是一群白痴！
By the time he came down again luncheon was on the table, and very glad Toad was to see it, for he had been through some trying experiences and had taken much hard exercise since the excellent breakfast provided for him by the gipsy.  While they ate Toad told the Rat all his adventures, dwelling chiefly on his own cleverness, and presence of mind in emergencies, and cunning in tight places; and rather making out that he had been having a gay and highly-coloured experience.  But the more he talked and boasted, the more grave and silent the Rat became.
他下楼时，午饭已经摆在桌上。蟾蜍看见午饭，心里好高兴，因为自吃过吉卜赛人那顿丰盛的早餐之后，他又经历了不少险情，消耗了大量的体力。吃午饭时，蟾蜍向河鼠叙述他的全部历险，着重谈他自己如何聪明机警，他在危急关头如何从容镇定，身处困境时如何机敏狡诘。他把这一切说得仿佛是一段轻松愉快丰富多采的奇遇。但他越是夸夸其谈，河鼠就越是神情严肃，沉默不语。
When at last Toad had talked himself to a standstill, there was silence for a while; and then the Rat said, ‘Now, Toady, I don’t want to give you pain, after all you’ve been through already; but, seriously, don’t you see what an awful ass you’ve been making of yourself?  On your own admission you have been handcuffed, imprisoned, starved, chased, terrified out of your life, insulted, jeered at, and ignominiously flung into the water—by a woman, too!  Where’s the amusement in that?  Where does the fun come in?  And all because you must needs go and steal a motor-car.  You know that you’ve never had anything but trouble from motor-cars from the moment you first set eyes on one.  But if you WILL be mixed up with them—as you generally are, five minutes after you’ve started—why STEAL them?  Be a cripple, if you think it’s exciting; be a bankrupt, for a change, if you’ve set your mind on it: but why choose to be a convict? When are you going to be sensible, and think of your friends, and try and be a credit to them?  Do you suppose it’s any pleasure to me, for instance, to hear animals saying, as I go about, that I’m the chap that keeps company with gaol-birds?’
蟾蜍讲呀讲呀，终于打住了。接着是片刻的沉默，然后河鼠开腔了。“好了，老蟾，我本不想使你难过，不管怎么说，你吃过不少苦头。不过，说老实话，难道你看不出，你把自己变成了一头蠢驴吗？你自己承认，你被捕入狱，挨饿受冻，受到追捕，吓得死去活来，蒙受屈辱，遭到嘲弄，被扔进河里——而且是被一个女人！这有什么好玩的？哪来的乐趣？归根到底，都因为你硬要去偷一辆汽车。你很清楚，打从你头一眼见到汽车，除了不断地惹祸，什么好处你也没捞到。要是你非玩汽车不可——你向来就是这样，只要玩开了头，就上瘾——那又何必去偷呢？要是你觉得残废了有趣，那就落个残废好啦。要是你想尝尝破产的滋味，那就去破一次产好啦。可为什么偏偏要去犯罪？你什么时候才变得明白些，替你的朋友们想想，为他们争口气？我出门在外。听到别的动物在背后议论，说我的哥们是个罪犯，你想我会好受吗？”
Now, it was a very comforting point in Toad’s character that he was a thoroughly good-hearted animal and never minded being jawed by those who were his real friends.  And even when most set upon a thing, he was always able to see the other side of the question.  So although, while the Rat was talking so seriously, he kept saying to himself mutinously, ‘But it WAS fun, though!  Awful fun!’ and making strange suppressed noises inside him, k-i-ck-ck-ck, and poop-p-p, and other sounds resembling stifled snorts, or the opening of soda-water bottles, yet when the Rat had quite finished, he heaved a deep sigh and said, very nicely and humbly, ‘Quite right, Ratty!  How SOUND you always are!  Yes, I’ve been a conceited old ass, I can quite see that; but now I’m going to be a good Toad, and not do it any more.  As for motor-cars, I’ve not been at all so keen about them since my last ducking in that river of yours.  The fact is, while I was hanging on to the edge of your hole and getting my breath, I had a sudden idea—a really brilliant idea—connected with motor-boats—there, there! don’t take on so, old chap, and stamp, and upset things; it was only an idea, and we won’t talk any more about it now.  We’ll have our coffee, AND a smoke, and a quiet chat, and then I’m going to stroll quietly down to Toad Hall, and get into clothes of my own, and set things going again on the old lines.  I’ve had enough of adventures.  I shall lead a quiet, steady, respectable life, pottering about my property, and improving it, and doing a little landscape gardening at times.  There will always be a bit of dinner for my friends when they come to see me; and I shall keep a pony-chaise to jog about the country in, just as I used to in the good old days, before I got restless, and wanted to DO things.’
蟾蜍的性格，有一点是足以令人宽慰的，那就是，他确实是一只善良的动物，从不计较真正朋友的唠叨数落。即使他执迷于什么，他也能看到问题的另一面。在河鼠严厉地开导他时，他私下里还在嘟哝：“可那确实好玩，好玩得要命！”并且压低了嗓门，发出一些古怪的噪音，克——克——克，噗——噗——噗，以及类似沉闷的鼾声或者开汽水瓶的声音。不过。当河鼠快要说完时。他却深深叹了口气，非常温和谦逊地说：“太对了。鼠兄！你的理由老是那么充足！是啊，我曾经是一头狂妄自大的蠢驴，这点我算明白了；不过现在我要做一只好蟾蜍，再也不干蠢事了。至于汽车嘛、自从我掉进你的河里以后，我对它已经不大感兴趣了。事实是，在我攀住你的洞口喘气时，我忽然有了一个新的想法——一个绝妙的想法——是和汽船有关的——好啦，好啦！别发火，老伙计，别跺脚，留神打翻东西；这不过是个想法罢了，咱们现在不去谈它。还是喝杯咖啡，抽支烟，安安静静聊会儿天，然后我就消消停停踱回我的蟾宫，换上我自己的衣服，让一切都恢复老样子。我冒险也冒够了。我要过一种平平稳稳、安安逸逸、正正经经的生活，经营经营我的产业，作些改进；闲时栽花种草，美化环境。朋友们来，总会有饭菜招待。我要备一辆轻便马车，乘上它去四乡转转，就像过去那些好时光那样，再不心浮意躁，总想胡作非为了。”
‘Stroll quietly down to Toad Hall?’ cried the Rat, greatly excited. ‘What are you talking about?  Do you mean to say you haven’t HEARD?’
“消消停停踱回蟾宫？”河鼠激动地喊道。“瞧你说的！难道你没听说——”
 ‘Heard what?’ said Toad, turning rather pale.  ‘Go on, Ratty! Quick! Don’t spare me!  What haven’t I heard?’
“听说什么？”蟾蜍说，脸色一下变白了，“说下去，鼠兄！快说呀！别怕我受不了！我没听说什么呀？”
‘Do you mean to tell me,’ shouted the Rat, thumping with his little fist upon the table, ‘that you’ve heard nothing about the Stoats and Weasels?’
“难道，”河鼠大声喊道、小拳头重重地敲着桌子，“你根本没听说过白鼬和黄鼠狼的事吗？”
What, the Wild Wooders?’ cried Toad, trembling in every limb. ‘No, not a word!  What have they been doing?’
“什么？是那些野林里的野兽？”蟾蜍喊道，浑身剧烈地发抖。“不，压根儿没听说过！他们都干了些什么？”
‘—And how they’ve been and taken Toad Hall?’ continued the Rat.
“你不知道，他们强占了蟾官？”河鼠又说。
Toad leaned his elbows on the table, and his chin on his paws; and a large tear welled up in each of his eyes, overflowed and splashed on the table, plop! plop!
蟾蜍把胳臂肘支在桌上，两爪托着腮。大滴的泪，泉水般涌 出眼眶，溅落在桌面上，噗！噗！
‘Go on, Ratty,’ he murmured presently; ‘tell me all.  The worst is over.  I am an animal again.  I can bear it.’
“说下去，鼠兄，”过了一会，他说，“全都告诉我吧。最痛苦的时刻已经过去，我缓过劲来了。我能挺得住。”
‘When you—got—into that—that—trouble of yours,’ said the Rat, slowly and impressively; ‘I mean, when you—disappeared from society for a time, over that misunderstanding about a—a machine, you know—‘
“自打你——遇上——那——那桩麻烦事以后，”河鼠缓慢而意味深长地说，“我是说，在你为了那桩汽车纠纷，很久没在社交场合露面以后——”
Toad merely nodded.
蟾蜍只是点点头。
‘Well, it was a good deal talked about down here, naturally,’ continued the Rat, ‘not only along the river-side, but even in the Wild Wood.  Animals took sides, as always happens.  The River-bankers stuck up for you, and said you had been infamously treated, and there was no justice to be had in the land nowadays. But the Wild Wood animals said hard things, and served you right, and it was time this sort of thing was stopped.  And they got very cocky, and went about saying you were done for this time!  You would never come back again, never, never!’
“呃，这一带的人自然都议论纷纷，”河鼠接着说。“不光在沿河一带，而且在野林里也一样。动物们照例分成两派。河上的动物都向着你，说你受到不公正的对待，说现如今国内毫无正义可言。可是野林动物却说得很难听，他们说，你是自作自受，罪有应得，现在是制止这类胡作非为的时候了。他们趾高气扬，四下里散布说，这回你可完蛋了，再也回不来了！永远回不来了！”
Toad nodded once more, keeping silence.
蟾蜍又点了点头，仍旧一言不发。
‘That’s the sort of little beasts they are,’ the Rat went on. ‘But Mole and Badger, they stuck out, through thick and thin, that you would come back again soon, somehow.  They didn’t know exactly how, but somehow!’
“那号小动物一贯是这样的，”河鼠接着说。“可鼹鼠和獾却不辞劳苦，到处宣传说，你早晚会回来的。其实他们并不知道你怎样回来，但是相信你总会有办法回来的！”
Toad began to sit up in his chair again, and to smirk a little.
蟾蜍在椅子上坐直了身子，脸上浮现出一丝傻笑。
‘They argued from history,’ continued the Rat.  ‘They said that no criminal laws had ever been known to prevail against cheek and plausibility such as yours, combined with the power of a long purse.  So they arranged to move their things in to Toad Hall, and sleep there, and keep it aired, and have it all ready for you when you turned up.  They didn’t guess what was going to happen, of course; still, they had their suspicions of the Wild Wood animals.  Now I come to the most painful and tragic part of my story.  One dark night—it was a VERY dark night, and blowing hard, too, and raining simply cats and dogs—a band of weasels, armed to the teeth, crept silently up the carriage-drive to the front entrance.  Simultaneously, a body of desperate ferrets, advancing through the kitchen-garden, possessed themselves of the backyard and offices; while a company of skirmishing stoats who stuck at nothing occupied the conservatory and the billiard-room, and held the French windows opening on to the lawn.
“他们根据历史事实来论证，”河鼠继续说。“他们说，像你这样一个没脸没皮、伶牙俐齿的动物，外加钱袋的力量，没有一条刑法能给你定罪。所以，他俩把自己的铺盖搬进蟾宫，就睡在那儿，经常打开门窗通通风，一切准备停当，只等你回来。当然，他们没有预计到后来发生的事，不过他们总是不放心那些野林动物。现在，我要讲到最痛苦最悲惨的一段了。在一个漆黑的夜里，刮着狂风，下着瓢泼大雨，一帮子黄鼠狼，全副武装。偷偷从大车道爬到大门口。同时，一群穷凶极恶的雪貂，打菜园子那头偷袭上来；占领了后院和下房，还有一伙吵吵闹闹肆无忌惮的白鼬，占领了暖房和弹子房，把守了面对草坪的法式长窗。
‘The Mole and the Badger were sitting by the fire in the smoking-room, telling stories and suspecting nothing, for it wasn’t a night for any animals to be out in, when those bloodthirsty villains broke down the doors and rushed in upon them from every side.  They made the best fight they could, but what was the good?  They were unarmed, and taken by surprise, and what can two animals do against hundreds?  They took and beat them severely with sticks, those two poor faithful creatures, and turned them out into the cold and the wet, with many insulting and uncalled-for remarks!’
“鼹鼠和獾当时正在吸烟室，坐在炉旁谈天说地，对要发生的事没有丝毫预感，因为那夜天气恶劣，动物们一般是不会外出活动的。冷不防，那些残暴的家伙竟破门而入，从四面八方扑向他们。他们奋力抵抗，可那又管什么用？两只手无寸铁的动物，怎么对付得了几百只动物的突然袭击？那些家伙抓住这两个可怜的忠实的动物，用棍子狠打，嘴里还骂着不堪入耳的脏话，把他们赶到风雨交加的冰冷的屋外。”
Here the unfeeling Toad broke into a snigger, and then pulled himself together and tried to look particularly solemn.
听到这里，没心肝的蟾蜍居然偷偷地噗嗤笑了出来，跟着又敛容正色，做出特别庄重严肃的样子。
‘And the Wild Wooders have been living in Toad Hall ever since,’ continued the Rat; ‘and going on simply anyhow!  Lying in bed half the day, and breakfast at all hours, and the place in such a mess (I’m told) it’s not fit to be seen!  Eating your grub, and drinking your drink, and making bad jokes about you, and singing vulgar songs, about—well, about prisons and magistrates, and policemen; horrid personal songs, with no humour in them.  And they’re telling the tradespeople and everybody that they’ve come to stay for good.’
“打那以后，那些野林动物就在蟾宫住了下来，” 河鼠接着说，“他们为所欲为。白天赖床睡懒觉，一躺就是半天，整天随时随地吃早餐。听说，那地方给糟践得一塌糊涂，简直看不得了！吃你的，喝你的，给你编派难听的笑话，唱粗鄙下流的歌——呃，什么监狱啦，县官啦，警察啦，无聊透顶的骂人的歌，一点也不幽默。而且，他们还对买卖人和所有的人扬言，要在蟾宫永久住下去啦。”
‘O, have they!’ said Toad getting up and seizing a stick.  ‘I’ll jolly soon see about that!’
“他们敢！”蟾蜍说，站起来，抓住一根棍子，“我马上就去教训他们！”
‘It’s no good, Toad!’ called the Rat after him.  ‘You’d better come back and sit down; you’ll only get into trouble.’
“没有用。蟾蜍！”河鼠冲他后背喊道，“你给我回来，坐下；你只会惹祸的。”’
But the Toad was off, and there was no holding him.  He marched rapidly down the road, his stick over his shoulder, fuming and muttering to himself in his anger, till he got near his front gate, when suddenly there popped up from behind the palings a long yellow ferret with a gun.
可是蟾蜍已经走啦，喊也喊不回来。他快步向大路走去，棍子扛在肩上，忿忿地喷着口沫，嘴里咕哝着，骂骂咧咧，径直来到蟾宫大门前。突然，从栅栏后面钻出一只腰身长长的黄色雪貂，手握一杆枪。
‘Who comes there?’ said the ferret sharply.
“来者是何人？”雪貂厉声问道。
‘Stuff and nonsense!’ said Toad, very angrily.  ‘What do you mean by talking like that to me?  Come out of that at once, or I’ll----‘
“废话！”蟾蜍怒气冲冲地说。“你竟敢对我出言不逊？快滚开，要不，我——”
The ferret said never a word, but he brought his gun up to his shoulder.  Toad prudently dropped flat in the road, and BANG! a bullet whistled over his head.
雪貂二话不说，把枪举到肩头。蟾蜍提防着卧倒在地上。砰！一颗子弹从他头上呼啸而过。
The startled Toad scrambled to his feet and scampered off down the road as hard as he could; and as he ran he heard the ferret laughing and other horrid thin little laughs taking it up and carrying on the sound.
蟾蜍吓了一跳，蹦了起来。拔腿就跑，顺着来路拼命奔逃。他听见那雪貂的狂笑，跟着还有另一些可怕的尖笑声。
He went back, very crestfallen, and told the Water Rat.
他垂头丧气地回来，把经过告诉了河鼠。
‘What did I tell you?’ said the Rat.  ‘It’s no good.  They’ve got sentries posted, and they are all armed.  You must just wait.’
“我不是跟你说过吗？”河鼠说。“那没有用。他们设了岗哨，而且全都有武器。你必须等待。”
Still, Toad was not inclined to give in all at once.  So he got out the boat, and set off rowing up the river to where the garden front of Toad Hall came down to the waterside.
不过，蟾蜍还是不甘心就此罢休。他把船驾了出来，向河上游划去。蟾宫的花园，就延伸到河边。
Arriving within sight of his old home, he rested on his oars and surveyed the land cautiously.  All seemed very peaceful and deserted and quiet.  He could see the whole front of Toad Hall, glowing in the evening sunshine, the pigeons settling by twos and threes along the straight line of the roof; the garden, a blaze of flowers; the creek that led up to the boat-house, the little wooden bridge that crossed it; all tranquil, uninhabited, apparently waiting for his return.  He would try the boat-house first, he thought.  Very warily he paddled up to the mouth of the creek, and was just passing under the bridge, when . . . CRASH!
他划到能够看见老宅的地方，伏在桨上仔细观察。一切都显得非常宁静，空无一人。他看到蟾宫的整个正面，在夕照下发亮；沿着笔直的屋檐栖息着三三两两的鸽子；花园里百花怒放；通向船坞的小河汊，横跨河汊的小木桥，全都静悄悄，不见人影，似乎在期待他的归来。他想先进船坞试试。他小小翼翼地划进小河汊，刚要从桥下钻过去，只听得——轰隆！
A great stone, dropped from above, smashed through the bottom of the boat.  It filled and sank, and Toad found himself struggling in deep water.  Looking up, he saw two stoats leaning over the parapet of the bridge and watching him with great glee.  ‘It will be your head next time, Toady!’ they called out to him.  The indignant Toad swam to shore, while the stoats laughed and laughed, supporting each other, and laughed again, till they nearly had two fits—that is, one fit each, of course.
一块大石头从桥上落下来，砸穿了船底。船里灌满了水，沉了下去。蟾蜍在深水里挣扎。他抬头看，只见两只白鼬从桥栏杆上探出身来，乐不可支地瞅着他，冲他嚷道：“下回该轮到你的脑袋了，癞蛤蟆！”气忿的蟾蜍向岸边游去，两只白鼬哈哈大笑，笑得抱成一团，跟着又放声大笑，笑得几乎晕过去两次——当然是一只白鼬一次。
The Toad retraced his weary way on foot, and related his disappointing experiences to the Water Rat once more.
蟾蜍没精打采地走着回去，又一次把这令人失望的经历告诉河鼠。
‘Well, WHAT did I tell you?’ said the Rat very crossly.  ‘And, now, look here!  See what you’ve been and done!  Lost me my boat that I was so fond of, that’s what you’ve done!  And simply ruined that nice suit of clothes that I lent you!  Really, Toad, of all the trying animals—I wonder you manage to keep any friends at all!’
“哼，我怎么跟你说的？”河鼠十分气恼地说。“现在，你瞧你！你是个什么东西，干的什么好事！把我心爱的船给弄没了，这就是你干的！把我借给你的漂亮衣服给毁了！说实在的，蟾蜍你这个动物叫人伤透脑筋了——真不知道。谁还愿意跟你做朋友！”

The Toad saw at once how wrongly and foolishly he had acted.  He admitted his errors and wrong-headedness and made a full apology to Rat for losing his boat and spoiling his clothes.  And he wound up by saying, with that frank self-surrender which always disarmed his friend’s criticism and won them back to his side, ‘Ratty! I see that I have been a headstrong and a wilful Toad! Henceforth, believe me, I will be humble and submissive, and will take no action without your kind advice and full approval!’
蟾蜍立刻看到，他的所作所为是大错特错，愚蠢透顶了。他承认自己的过失和糊涂，为了弄丢河鼠的船，弄坏了他的衣服，他向河鼠深深道歉。他坦率的认错态度，往往会软化朋友们的批评。博得他们的谅解。他就用这种口气对河鼠说：“鼠兄！我知道，我是个鲁莽任性的家伙！请相信我，从今往后，我要变得谦卑顺从，不经你善意的劝告和充分的赞同，我绝不采取任何行动！”
‘If that is really so,’ said the good-natured Rat, already appeased, ‘then my advice to you is, considering the lateness of the hour, to sit down and have your supper, which will be on the table in a minute, and be very patient.  For I am convinced that we can do nothing until we have seen the Mole and the Badger, and heard their latest news, and held conference and taken their advice in this difficult matter.’
性情温和的河鼠已经心平气和了，他说：“如果真能这样，那我就劝你，现在已经晚了，你坐下来吃晚饭——再过一会儿，晚饭就摆上桌了——耐着性子。因为我认为，咱俩现在是无能为力，要等见到鼹鼠和獾以后再说。听听他们讲最近的情况，商量一下，看他们对这件棘手事儿有什么高招。”
‘Oh, ah, yes, of course, the Mole and the Badger,’ said Toad, lightly.  ‘What’s become of them, the dear fellows?  I had forgotten all about them.’
“噢，哦，是呀，那当然。鼹鼠和獾，”蟾蜍轻轻地说。“这两位亲爱的朋友，他们现在怎么样？我把他们全忘啦。”
‘Well may you ask!’ said the Rat reproachfully.  ‘While you were riding about the country in expensive motor-cars, and galloping proudly on blood-horses, and breakfasting on the fat of the land, those two poor devoted animals have been camping out in the open, in every sort of weather, living very rough by day and lying very hard by night; watching over your house, patrolling your boundaries, keeping a constant eye on the stoats and the weasels, scheming and planning and contriving how to get your property back for you.  You don’t deserve to have such true and loyal friends, Toad, you don’t, really.  Some day, when it’s too late, you’ll be sorry you didn’t value them more while you had them!’
“亏你还问一声！”河鼠责备他说。“在你开着豪华汽车满世界兜风，骑着骏马得意地奔驰，吃喝享用天下的美食时，那两个可怜的忠实朋友却不管天晴下雨，都露宿在野外，天天吃粗食，夜夜睡硬铺，替你守着房子．巡逻地界，随时随地监视那些白鼬和黄鼠狼。绞尽脑汁筹划怎样替你夺回财产。这样真诚忠实的朋友，你不配。真的，蟾蜍，你不配。总有一天，你会懊悔当初没有珍惜他们 的友情，到那时，悔之晚矣！”
‘I’m an ungrateful beast, I know,’ sobbed Toad, shedding bitter tears.  ‘Let me go out and find them, out into the cold, dark night, and share their hardships, and try and prove by----Hold on a bit!  Surely I heard the chink of dishes on a tray!  Supper’s here at last, hooray!  Come on, Ratty!’
“我是个忘恩负义的畜牲，我知道，”蟾蜍抽泣着说，流下了伤心的眼泪。“我这就找他们去，在冰冷漆黑的夜里出去找他们，分担他们的疾苦，我要证明——等一等，没错，我听到茶盘上碗碟的丁当声！晚饭到底来了，乌啦！来呀，鼠兄！”
The Rat remembered that poor Toad had been on prison fare for a considerable time, and that large allowances had therefore to be made.  He followed him to the table accordingly, and hospitably encouraged him in his gallant efforts to make up for past privations.
河鼠记得，可怜的蟾蜍有好长时间吃监狱的饭食，所以需要多为他准备些饭菜。于是他跟着蟾蜍坐到餐桌旁，殷勤地劝他多吃，好补上前些时的亏损。
They had just finished their meal and resumed their arm-chairs, when there came a heavy knock at the door.
他们刚吃完，坐到圈椅上，就听见大门上重重的一声敲击。
Toad was nervous, but the Rat, nodding mysteriously at him, went straight up to the door and opened it, and in walked Mr. Badger.
蟾蜍立时紧张起来，可是河鼠诡秘地冲他点点头，径直走到门口，打开门。进来的是獾先生。
He had all the appearance of one who for some nights had been kept away from home and all its little comforts and conveniences. His shoes were covered with mud, and he was looking very rough and touzled; but then he had never been a very smart man, the Badger, at the best of times.  He came solemnly up to Toad, shook him by the paw, and said, ‘Welcome home, Toad!  Alas! what am I saying?  Home, indeed!  This is a poor home-coming.  Unhappy Toad!’  Then he turned his back on him, sat down to the table, drew his chair up, and helped himself to a large slice of cold pie.
獾的那副模样，看上去足足有几夜没有回家，得不到家中的小小舒适和方便。他鞋上满是泥，衣着不整，毛发蓬乱。不过，即便在最体面的时候，獾也不是个十分讲究仪表的动物。他神态肃穆地走到蟾蜍跟前，伸出爪子和他握手，说道：“欢迎回家来，蟾蜍！瞧我都说些什么？还说什么家！这次回家可真够惨的。不幸的蟾蜍！”说罢，他转过身坐到餐桌旁，拉拢椅子，切了一大块冷馅饼，吃起来。
Toad was quite alarmed at this very serious and portentous style of greeting; but the Rat whispered to him, ‘Never mind; don’t take any notice; and don’t say anything to him just yet. He’s always rather low and despondent when he’s wanting his victuals.  In half an hour’s time he’ll be quite a different animal.’
这样一种极其严肃又吉凶未卜的欢迎方式，使蟾蜍感到忐忑不安。可是河鼠悄悄对他说：“没关系、别在意；暂且什么也别跟他说。他在缺食的时候、总是情绪低落、没精打采的。过半个钟头，他就会换了一副模样。”
So they waited in silence, and presently there came another and a lighter knock.  The Rat, with a nod to Toad, went to the door and ushered in the Mole, very shabby and unwashed, with bits of hay and straw sticking in his fur.
于是他们默不作声地等着，不一会。又响起了一下较轻的敲门声。河鼠冲蟾蜍点点头，走去开门，迎进来鼹鼠。鼹鼠也是衣衫破旧，没有洗刷，毛上还沾着些草屑。
‘Hooray!  Here’s old Toad!’ cried the Mole, his face beaming. ‘Fancy having you back again!’  And he began to dance round him. ‘We never dreamt you would turn up so soon!  Why, you must have managed to escape, you clever, ingenious, intelligent Toad!’
“啊哈！这不是小蟾儿吗！”鼹鼠喜不自胜地喊道。“没想到你居然回来了！”他围着蟾蜍跳起舞来。“我们压根儿想不到，你回来得这么快！一定是逃出来的吧，你这聪明、机灵的蟾蜍！”
The Rat, alarmed, pulled him by the elbow; but it was too late. Toad was puffing and swelling already.
河鼠忙拽了拽他的袖子，可是晚了。蟾蜍又挺胸鼓肚吹起牛来。
‘Clever?  O, no!’ he said.  ‘I’m not really clever, according to my friends.  I’ve only broken out of the strongest prison in England, that’s all!  And captured a railway train and escaped on it, that’s all!  And disguised myself and gone about the country humbugging everybody, that’s all!  O, no!  I’m a stupid ass, I am!  I’ll tell you one or two of my little adventures, Mole, and you shall judge for yourself!’
“聪明？哪里哪里！”他说，“我其实并不聪明，我的朋友们都不认为我聪明。我只不过是越狱，逃出了英国最坚固的监牢，如此而已！只不过搭上一列火车，乘车逃之夭夭。如此而已！只不过乔装了一下。在乡间转游，瞒过了所有的人。如此而已！不不！我不聪明。我是一头蠢驴，是的！我给你讲讲我的一两段小小历险记，你自己来判断好了！”
‘Well, well,’ said the Mole, moving towards the supper-table; ‘supposing you talk while I eat.  Not a bite since breakfast!  O my!  O my!’  And he sat down and helped himself liberally to cold beef and pickles.
“好吧，好吧，”鼹鼠说着，向餐桌走去，“我一边吃，一边听你讲好吗？打早饭以后，一口东西都没进肚啦！真够呛！真够呛！”他坐下来，随意吃着冷牛肉和酸泡菜。
Toad straddled on the hearth-rug, thrust his paw into his trouser-pocket and pulled out a handful of silver.  ‘Look at that!’ he cried, displaying it.  ‘That’s not so bad, is it, for a few minutes’ work? And how do you think I done it, Mole?  Horse-dealing!  That’s how I done it!’
蟾蜍两腿叉开站在炉毯上，爪子伸进裤兜，掏出一把银币。“瞧这个！”他大声说。卖弄着手里的银币。“几分钟就搞到这么多，不赖吧？鼹鼠，你猜我是怎么搞到的？卖马，就是这样！”
‘Go on, Toad,’ said the Mole, immensely interested.
“讲下去，蟾蜍，”鼹鼠说，他很感兴趣。
‘Toad, do be quiet, please!’ said the Rat.  ‘And don’t you egg him on, Mole, when you know what he is; but please tell us as soon as possible what the position is, and what’s best to be done, now that Toad is back at last.’
“蟾蜍，安静些吧，求你！”河鼠说。“鼹鼠。别怂恿他讲下去，他的毛病，你不是不知道。既然现在蟾蜍回来了，请赶快告诉我们，目前情况如何。咱们该怎么办。”
‘The position’s about as bad as it can be,’ replied the Mole grumpily; ‘and as for what’s to be done, why, blest if I know! The Badger and I have been round and round the place, by night and by day; always the same thing.  Sentries posted everywhere, guns poked out at us, stones thrown at us; always an animal on the look-out, and when they see us, my! how they do laugh!  That’s what annoys me most!’
“情况嘛。简直糟透了。”鼹鼠气呼呼地说。“至于该怎么办，鬼晓得！獾和我没日没夜围着那地方转，情况始终一样＿到处都布了岗哨，枪口对准了我们，朝我们扔石头；随时随地都有一只动物在盯望。一看到我们，好家伙，你听听他们那个笑！那是最叫我恼火的了！”
‘It’s a very difficult situation,’ said the Rat, reflecting deeply. ‘But I think I see now, in the depths of my mind, what Toad really ought to do.  I will tell you.  He ought to----‘
“情况的确很不妙，”河鼠深深地沉思着，“不过我认为，我现在已经明白，蟾蜍该干什么。我说，他应该——”
‘No, he oughtn’t!’ shouted the Mole, with his mouth full. ‘Nothing of the sort!  You don’t understand.  What he ought to do is, he ought to----‘
“不，他不应该！”鼹鼠嘴里塞得满满的，大声喊道。“那绝对不行！你不明白。他该干的是——”
‘Well, I shan’t do it, anyway!’ cried Toad, getting excited. ‘I’m not going to be ordered about by you fellows!  It’s my house we’re talking about, and I know exactly what to do, and I’ll tell you.  I’m going to----‘
“哼，不管怎么说，那个我不干！”蟾蜍激动地喊道。“我才不听你们这些人调遣呐！现在谈论的是我的房子，该干什么，我自己清楚。我告诉你们，我要——”
By this time they were all three talking at once, at the top of their voices, and the noise was simply deafening, when a thin, dry voice made itself heard, saying, ‘Be quiet at once, all of you!’ and instantly every one was silent.
他们三个一齐扯开嗓门儿说话，吵闹声震耳欲聋。这当儿，只听得一个尖细的、干巴巴的声音说：“你们全都肃静！”霎时间，房里鸦雀无声。
It was the Badger, who, having finished his pie, had turned round in his chair and was looking at them severely.  When he saw that he had secured their attention, and that they were evidently waiting for him to address them, he turned back to the table again and reached out for the cheese.  And so great was the respect commanded by the solid qualities of that admirable animal, that not another word was uttered until he had quite finished his repast and brushed the crumbs from his knees.  The Toad fidgeted a good deal, but the Rat held him firmly down.
说话的是獾。他刚吃完馅饼，在椅子上转过身来，严厉地望着他们三个。看到他们都在注意听，在等他发话时，他却掉转身去伸手取酪干。这位稳重可靠的动物在伙伴们当中享有很高的威望。他们再也不吭声，一直等他吃完酪干。掸掉膝上的碎屑。蟾蜍一个劲扭来扭去，躁动不宁，河鼠牢牢地把他按住。
When the Badger had quite done, he got up from his seat and stood before the fireplace, reflecting deeply.  At last he spoke.
獾吃完后，站起来，走到壁炉前，凝神思索。然后，他开腔了。
‘Toad!’ he said severely.  ‘You bad, troublesome little animal! Aren’t you ashamed of yourself?  What do you think your father, my old friend, would have said if he had been here to-night, and had known of all your goings on?’
“蟾蜍！”他声色俱厉地说。“你这个调皮的小坏蛋！难道你不觉得害臊吗？你想想，要是你的父亲、我的那位老朋友今晚在这里，知道你都干了些什么，他会怎么说？”
Toad, who was on the sofa by this time, with his legs up, rolled over on his face, shaken by sobs of contrition.
蟾蜍正翘腿倚在沙发上，听到这话，侧身掩面，全身抖动，痛悔地抽泣起来。
‘There, there!’ went on the Badger, more kindly.  ‘Never mind. Stop crying.  We’re going to let bygones be bygones, and try and turn over a new leaf.  But what the Mole says is quite true.  The stoats are on guard, at every point, and they make the best sentinels in the world.  It’s quite useless to think of attacking the place.  They’re too strong for us.’
“算啦，算啦！”獾接着说，语气稍为温和些。“没关系，别哭啦。既往不咎，从新开始吧，不过鼹鼠说的全是实情。白鼬们步步为营，而且他们是世上最精良的卫兵。正面进攻是绝对办不到的。咱们寡不敌众。”
‘Then it’s all over,’ sobbed the Toad, crying into the sofa cushions.  ‘I shall go and enlist for a soldier, and never see my dear Toad Hall any more!’
“这么说，一切都完啦，”蟾蜍哽咽着说，把头埋在沙发靠垫里，痛哭起来。“我要报名当兵去，永不再见我亲爱的蟾宫了。”
‘Come, cheer up, Toady!’ said the Badger.  ‘There are more ways of getting back a place than taking it by storm.  I haven’t said my last word yet.  Now I’m going to tell you a great secret.’
“好啦好啦，小蟾儿，打起精神来！”獾说。“要收复一个地方，除了大举进攻，还有别的一些办法。我活还没说完呐。现在，我要告诉你们一个大秘密。”
Toad sat up slowly and dried his eyes.  Secrets had an immense attraction for him, because he never could keep one, and he enjoyed the sort of unhallowed thrill he experienced when he went and told another animal, after having faithfully promised not to.
蟾蜍慢慢地坐起来，擦干了眼泪。秘密对他总是有极大的吸引力，这是因为他从来保守不住任何秘密。每当他忠实地保证绝不泄密以后，他就把秘密告诉另一个动物。这种有罪的兴奋感，是他最喜欢的。
‘There—is—an—underground—passage,’ said the Badger, impressively, ‘that leads from the river-bank, quite near here, right up into the middle of Toad Hall.’
“有——一条——地下——通道，”獾一字一顿意味深长地说，“从离我们这里不远的河边，一直通到蟾宫的中心。”
‘O, nonsense!  Badger,’ said Toad, rather airily.  ‘You’ve been listening to some of the yarns they spin in the public-houses about here.  I know every inch of Toad Hall, inside and out. Nothing of the sort, I do assure you!’
“谁说的，獾，没有的事！”蟾蜍颇为得意地说。“你是听信了酒店里那些人胡编乱诌的话。蟾宫的里里外外，每一寸地方，我都了如指掌。我敢向你保证，根本没有什么地下通道。”
‘My young friend,’ said the Badger, with great severity, ‘your father, who was a worthy animal—a lot worthier than some others I know—was a particular friend of mine, and told me a great deal he wouldn’t have dreamt of telling you.  He discovered that passage—he didn’t make it, of course; that was done hundreds of years before he ever came to live there—and he repaired it and cleaned it out, because he thought it might come in useful some day, in case of trouble or danger; and he showed it to me. “Don’t let my son know about it,” he said.  “He’s a good boy, but very light and volatile in character, and simply cannot hold his tongue.  If he’s ever in a real fix, and it would be of use to him, you may tell him about the secret passage; but not before.”’
“我的年轻朋友，”獾非常严肃认真地说，“你的父亲，他是一位德高望重的动物——比我所认识的其他动物都要高尚。他和我是至交，曾经把他不愿让你知道的许多事告诉过我。他发现了那条通道——当然，不是他挖的；那是早在他来这里几百年以前就存在的——他把它修整了，清扫了。因为他想，也许有朝一日，遇到危难时，能派上用场。他领我去看过。他对我说：“别让我儿子知道，他倒是个好孩子，只是太轻浮，不稳重，嘴巴把不住关。要是日后他真的遇到麻烦，而用得上通道时，再告诉他，但事先不要告诉他。”
The other animals looked hard at Toad to see how he would take it.  Toad was inclined to be sulky at first; but he brightened up immediately, like the good fellow he was.
河鼠和鼹鼠盯着蟾蜍瞧，看他如何反应。蟾蜍起初有点恼意，可是很快就面露喜色。他就是这么一只脾气随和的动物。
‘Well, well,’ he said; ‘perhaps I am a bit of a talker.  A popular fellow such as I am—my friends get round me—we chaff, we sparkle, we tell witty stories—and somehow my tongue gets wagging.  I have the gift of conversation.  I’ve been told I ought to have a salon, whatever that may be.  Never mind.  Go on, Badger.  How’s this passage of yours going to help us?’
“是啊，是啊，”他说。“也许我是有点多嘴多舌。我交游这么广，朋友们老是围着我转．一块儿开玩笑，说俏皮话，讲幽默故事，我就免不了有时多说两句。谁叫我天生有口才呢。人家说，我应该主持一个沙龙。先不说那个。讲下去，獾。你的这条通道，对我们有什么用？”
‘I’ve found out a thing or two lately,’ continued the Badger.  ‘I got Otter to disguise himself as a sweep and call at the back-door with brushes over his shoulder, asking for a job.  There’s going to be a big banquet to-morrow night.  It’s somebody’s birthday—the Chief Weasel’s, I believe—and all the weasels will be gathered together in the dining-hall, eating and drinking and laughing and carrying on, suspecting nothing.  No guns, no swords, no sticks, no arms of any sort whatever!’
“最近我查访到一两个情况。”獾接着说。“我叫水獭冒充扫烟囱的，扛着笤帚，到后门口去讨活干。他了解到。明天晚上。蟾宫里要举行一个盛大的宴会，给什么人——大概是给那个黄鼠狼头头——做寿，所有的黄鼠狼都要聚集在宴会厅里，吃喝玩乐穷开心。要闹很长时间。刀剑、棍棒，任何一件武器都不会带！”
‘But the sentinels will be posted as usual,’ remarked the Rat.
“可岗哨还会照样布置呀？”河鼠提醒说。
‘Exactly,’ said the Badger; ‘that is my point.  The weasels will trust entirely to their excellent sentinels.  And that is where the passage comes in.  That very useful tunnel leads right up under the butler’s pantry, next to the dining-hall!’
“对，”獾说，“这正是我想到的。黄鼠狼们完全信赖他们的那些精良的哨兵。所以，那条通道就派上用场了。那条极有用的地道，正好直通宴会厅隔壁的配膳室的地板底下！”
‘Aha! that squeaky board in the butler’s pantry!’ said Toad. ‘Now I understand it!’
“啊哈！配膳室地上有块嘎吱吱响的地板！”蟾蜍说。“现在我全明白了！”
‘We shall creep out quietly into the butler’s pantry—‘ cried the Mole.
“咱们可以偷偷爬进配膳室——”鼹鼠喊道。
‘—with our pistols and swords and sticks—‘ shouted the Rat.
“带上手枪、刀剑和棍棒——”河鼠嚷道。
‘—and rush in upon them,’ said the Badger.
“——冲进去，直扑他们，”獾说。
‘—and whack ‘em, and whack ‘em, and whack ‘em!’ cried the Toad in ecstasy, running round and round the room, and jumping over the chairs.
“——把他们痛打一通，痛打一通，痛打一通！”蟾蜍喜不自胜地大喊，在房间里兜着圈儿跑。从一张椅子跳到另一张椅子。
‘Very well, then,’ said the Badger, resuming his usual dry manner, ‘our plan is settled, and there’s nothing more for you to argue and squabble about.  So, as it’s getting very late, all of you go right off to bed at once.  We will make all the necessary arrangements in the course of the morning to-morrow.’
“那好，”獾说，又回到他一贯的干巴巴的态度，“咱们的方案就这么定了，你们再也无需争吵了。现在夜已深，你们都睡觉去。明天上午咱们再作必要的安排。”
Toad, of course, went off to bed dutifully with the rest—he knew better than to refuse—though he was feeling much too excited to sleep.  But he had had a long day, with many events crowded into it; and sheets and blankets were very friendly and comforting things, after plain straw, and not too much of it, spread on the stone floor of a draughty cell; and his head had not been many seconds on his pillow before he was snoring happily.  Naturally, he dreamt a good deal; about roads that ran away from him just when he wanted them, and canals that chased him and caught him, and a barge that sailed into the banqueting-hall with his week’s washing, just as he was giving a dinner-party; and he was alone in the secret passage, pushing onwards, but it twisted and turned round and shook itself, and sat up on its end; yet somehow, at the last, he found himself back in Toad Hall, safe and triumphant, with all his friends gathered round about him, earnestly assuring him that he really was a clever Toad.
蟾蜍自然也乖乖地跟着那两个上床去了——他知道拒绝是没用的——尽管他太兴奋了，毫无睡意。不过，他度过了一个漫长的白天，经历了成堆的事儿，床单被褥毕竟是非常亲切舒适的东西。何况不久前，他还在阴冷潮湿的地牢石板地上的稻草堆里睡过。所以，脑袋一沾枕头。他就幸福地打起鼾来。自然，他做了许多许多梦；梦见他正需要道路时，道路都从身边溜走了；梦见水渠在后面追他，并且抓住了他；梦见他正在大摆宴席，一只拖船驶进了宴会厅，船上满载着他一周要洗的脏衣服；梦见他孤零零一人在秘密通道里跋涉，那通道忽然扭曲了，转过身来，摇晃着坐直了。不过，末末了，他到底还是平安胜利地回到了蟾宫，所有的朋友都围在身边。热情洋溢地赞扬说，他的确是一只聪明的蟾蜍。
He slept till a late hour next morning, and by the time he got down he found that the other animals had finished their breakfast some time before.  The Mole had slipped off somewhere by himself, without telling any one where he was going to.  The Badger sat in the arm-chair, reading the paper, and not concerning himself in the slightest about what was going to happen that very evening. The Rat, on the other hand, was running round the room busily, with his arms full of weapons of every kind, distributing them in four little heaps on the floor, and saying excitedly under his breath, as he ran, ‘Here’s-a-sword-for-the-Rat, here’s-a-sword-for-the Mole, here’s-a-sword-for-the-Toad, here’s-a-sword-for-the-Badger!Here’s-a-pistol-for-the-Rat, here’s-a-pistol-for-the-Mole, here’s-a-pistol-for-the-Toad, here’s-a-pistol-for-the-Badger!’ And so on, in a regular, rhythmical way, while the four little heaps gradually grew and grew.
第二天早上，他起床很迟，下楼时，发现别人都吃过早饭了。鼹鼠自个儿溜了出去，没说要上哪儿。獾坐在圈椅上看报，对晚上要发生的事，半点也不关心。河鼠呢，却在屋里来回奔忙，怀里抱着各种各样的武器、在地上把它们分成四小堆，一边跑，一边上气不接下气兴奋地说：“这把剑给河鼠，这把给鼹鼠，这把给蟾蜍，这把给獾！这支手枪给河鼠，这支给鼹鼠，这支给蟾蜍，这支给獾！”等等，等等，说得有板有眼，那四小堆就越长越高了。
‘That’s all very well, Rat,’ said the Badger presently, looking at the busy little animal over the edge of his newspaper; ‘I’m not blaming you.  But just let us once get past the stoats, with those detestable guns of theirs, and I assure you we shan’t want any swords or pistols.  We four, with our sticks, once we’re inside the dining-hall, why, we shall clear the floor of all the lot of them in five minutes.  I’d have done the whole thing by myself, only I didn’t want to deprive you fellows of the fun!’
“你干得好倒是好，河鼠，”獾从报纸上抬眼望着那只忙碌的小动物；“我并不想责怪你。不过咱们这回是要绕开白鼬和他们的那些可恶的枪械。我断定，咱们用不着什么刀枪之类。咱们四个，一人一根棍子，只要进了宴会厅，不消五分钟，就能把他们全部清除干净。其实我一个人就能包下来，不过我不愿剥夺你们几个的乐子！”
‘It’s as well to be on the safe side,’ said the Rat reflectively, polishing a pistol-barrel on his sleeve and looking along it.
“保险点总没坏处吧，”河鼠沉吟着说，他把一支枪筒在袖子上擦得锃亮，顺着枪管察看。
The Toad, having finished his breakfast, picked up a stout stick and swung it vigorously, belabouring imaginary animals.  ‘I’ll learn ‘em to steal my house!’ he cried.  ‘I’ll learn ‘em, I’ll learn ‘em!’
蟾蜍吃完早饭，拾起一根粗棍，使劲抡着，痛打想象中的敌人。“叫他们抢我的房子！”他喊道，“我要学习他们，我要学习他们！”
‘Don’t say “learn ‘em,” Toad,’ said the Rat, greatly shocked. ‘It’s not good English.’
“别说‘学习他们’，蟾蜍，”河鼠大为震惊地说。“这不是地道的英语。”
‘What are you always nagging at Toad for?’ inquired the Badger, rather peevishly.  ‘What’s the matter with his English?  It’s the same what I use myself, and if it’s good enough for me, it ought to be good enough for you!’
“你干吗老是挑蟾蜍的刺儿？”獾老大不高兴地说。“他的英语又怎么啦？我自己就那么说。要是我认为没问题，你也应该认为没问题！”。
‘I’m very sorry,’ said the Rat humbly.  ‘Only I THINK it ought to be “teach ‘em,” not “learn ‘em.”’
“对不起，”河鼠谦恭地说。“我只是觉得，应该说‘教训’他们，而不是‘学习’他们”①
‘But we don’t WANT to teach ‘em,’ replied the Badger.  ‘We want to LEARN ‘em—learn ‘em, learn ‘em!  And what’s more, we’re going to DO it, too!’
“可我们并不要‘教训’他们，”獾回答说。“我们就是要‘学习’他们——学习他们，学习他们！再说，我们正是要这样去做呀！”
①蟾蜍和獾的英语用词不当，把teach（教训）说成了learn（学习）。——译注
‘Oh, very well, have it your own way,’ said the Rat.  He was getting rather muddled about it himself, and presently he retired into a corner, where he could be heard muttering, ‘Learn ‘em, teach ‘em, teach ‘em, learn ‘em!’ till the Badger told him rather sharply to leave off.
“那好吧，就依你的，”河鼠说。他自己也给闹糊涂了。他缩到一个角落里，嘴里反复嘟哝着“学习他们，教训他们。教训他们，学习他们！”直到獾喝令他住口才罢。
Presently the Mole came tumbling into the room, evidently very pleased with himself.  ‘I’ve been having such fun!’ he began at once; ‘I’ve been getting a rise out of the stoats!’
不一会，鼹鼠翻着筋斗冲进屋来。他显然很是得意。“我干得真痛快！”他说，“我把那些白鼬全惹恼了！”
‘I hope you’ve been very careful, Mole?’ said the Rat anxiously.
“鼹鼠，但愿你刚才没有鲁莽行事！”河鼠担心地问。
‘I should hope so, too,’ said the Mole confidently.  ‘I got the idea when I went into the kitchen, to see about Toad’s breakfast being kept hot for him.  I found that old washerwoman-dress that he came home in yesterday, hanging on a towel-horse before the fire.  So I put it on, and the bonnet as well, and the shawl, and off I went to Toad Hall, as bold as you please.  The sentries were on the look-out, of course, with their guns and their “Who comes there?” and all the rest of their nonsense. “Good morning, gentlemen!” says I, very respectful.  “Want any washing done to-day?”
“我也希望没有，”鼹鼠充满自信地说。“早上我去厨房。看看早点是不是热着，等蟾蜍起来好吃。忽然看见炉灶前的毛巾架上，挂着蟾蜍昨天回来时穿的那件洗衣妇的衣裳，我动了个念头。我把它穿上，又戴上帽子，披上大围巾，大摇大摆一直走到蟾宫大门口。那些哨兵自然拿着枪在把守大门，吆喝‘来者何人？’还有那一套胡言乱语。‘先生们，早上好！’我恭恭敬敬地说，‘今儿个有衣服要洗吗？’
‘They looked at me very proud and stiff and haughty, and said, “Go away, washerwoman!  We don’t do any washing on duty.”  “Or any other time?” says I.  Ho, ho, ho!  Wasn’t I FUNNY, Toad?’
“他们瞪眼瞧我，又傲气又拘板，说‘滚开，洗衣婆！我们在执勤，没衣服要洗！’我说，‘那我改天再来吧？’哈，哈，哈！蟾蜍，你看，我多逗！”
‘Poor, frivolous animal!’ said Toad, very loftily.  The fact is, he felt exceedingly jealous of Mole for what he had just done. It was exactly what he would have liked to have done himself, if only he had thought of it first, and hadn’t gone and overslept himself.
“你这个可怜的、轻浮的动物！”蟾蜍不屑地说。其实，他对鼹鼠刚才做的事嫉妒得要命。那正是他自己想干的，可惜他事先没想到，睡懒觉睡过头了。
‘Some of the stoats turned quite pink,’ continued the Mole, ‘and the Sergeant in charge, he said to me, very short, he said, “Now run away, my good woman, run away!  Don’t keep my men idling and talking on their posts.”  “Run away?” says I; “it won’t be me that’ll be running away, in a very short time from now!”’
“有几个白鼬有点恼怒了，”鼹鼠接着说，“那个当班的警官冲我嚷道：‘马上滚开，婆子，滚！我手下的人在值勤的时候不许聊天！’‘叫我滚？’我说，‘只怕要不了多久，该滚的就不是我啦！’”
‘O MOLY, how could you?’ said the Rat, dismayed.
“哎呀，鼹鼠，你怎么可以这样说？”河鼠惊慌地说。
The Badger laid down his paper.
獾放下手里的报纸。
‘I could see them pricking up their ears and looking at each other,’ went on the Mole; ‘and the Sergeant said to them, “Never mind HER; she doesn’t know what she’s talking about.”’
“我看到他们竖起耳朵，互相对看一眼，”鼹鼠接着说；“警官对他们说：‘甭搭理她，她自己也不知道在胡说些什么。’
‘”O! don’t I?”’ said I.  ‘”Well, let me tell you this.  My daughter, she washes for Mr. Badger, and that’ll show you whether I know what I’m talking about; and YOU’LL know pretty soon, too!  A hundred bloodthirsty badgers, armed with rifles, are going to attack Toad Hall this very night, by way of the paddock. Six boatloads of Rats, with pistols and cutlasses, will come up the river and effect a landing in the garden; while a picked body of Toads, known at the Die-hards, or the Death-or-Glory Toads, will storm the orchard and carry everything before them, yelling for vengeance.  There won’t be much left of you to wash, by the time they’ve done with you, unless you clear out while you have the chance!”  Then I ran away, and when I was out of sight I hid; and presently I came creeping back along the ditch and took a peep at them through the hedge.  They were all as nervous and flustered as could be, running all ways
Chapter 12 The Return Of Ulysses
When it began to grow dark, the Rat, with an air of excitement and mystery, summoned them back into the parlour, stood each of them up alongside of his little heap, and proceeded to dress them up for the coming expedition.  He was very earnest and thoroughgoing about it, and the affair took quite a long time. First, there was a belt to go round each animal, and then a sword to be stuck into each belt, and then a cutlass on the other side to balance it.  Then a pair of pistols, a policeman’s truncheon, several sets of handcuffs, some bandages and sticking-plaster, and a flask and a sandwich-case.  The Badger laughed good-humouredly and said, ‘All right, Ratty!  It amuses you and it doesn’t hurt me.  I’m going to do all I’ve got to do with this here stick.’  But the Rat only said, ‘PLEASE, Badger. You know I shouldn’t like you to blame me afterwards and say I had forgotten ANYTHING!’
天快黑了。河鼠面露兴奋而诡秘的神色，把伙伴们召回客厅，让各人站到自己的一小堆军械前面，动手武装他们，来迎接即将开始的征战。他干得非常认真，一丝不苟，花去了好长时间。他先在每人腰间系一根皮带。皮带上插一把剑，又在另一侧插一把弯刀，以求平衡。然后发给每人一对手枪，一根警棍。几副手铐，一些绷带和胶布，还有一只杯子、一个盛三明治的盒子。獾随和地笑着说：“好啦，鼠儿！这让你高兴，又于我无损。其实我只消用这根木棒，就能做我该做的一切。”河鼠只是说：“请原谅，獾！我只是希望，事后你不责怪我，说我忘带什么东西！”
When all was quite ready, the Badger took a dark lantern in one paw, grasped his great stick with the other, and said, ‘Now then, follow me!  Mole first, ‘cos I’m very pleased with him; Rat next; Toad last.  And look here, Toady!  Don’t you chatter so much as usual, or you’ll be sent back, as sure as fate!’
诸事准备就绪，獾一手提着一盏暗灯，一手握着他那根大棒，说：“现在跟我来！鼹鼠打头阵，因为我对他很满意。河鼠其次；蟾蜍殿后。听着，小蟾儿！你可不许像平时那样唠叨，要不，一准把你打发回去！”
The Toad was so anxious not to be left out that he took up the inferior position assigned to him without a murmur, and the animals set off.  The Badger led them along by the river for a little way, and then suddenly swung himself over the edge into a hole in the river-bank, a little above the water.  The Mole and the Rat followed silently, swinging themselves successfully into the hole as they had seen the Badger do; but when it came to Toad’s turn, of course he managed to slip and fall into the water with a loud splash and a squeal of alarm.  He was hauled out by his friends, rubbed down and wrung out hastily, comforted, and set on his legs; but the Badger was seriously angry, and told him that the very next time he made a fool of himself he would most certainly be left behind.
蟾蜍生怕给留下，只好一声不吭地接受指派给他的次等位置，四只动物便出发了。獾领着大伙儿沿河走了一小段路，然后，他突然攀住河岸，身子摆动几下，荡进了一个略高出水面的洞。看到獾进了洞，鼹鼠和河鼠也一声不响地荡进了洞。轮到蟾蜍时，他偏要滑倒。扑通一声跌进水里，还惊恐地尖叫一声。朋友们拽他上来，把他从头到脚匆匆揉搓一过，拧了拧湿衣服，安慰几句，扶他站起来。獾可真火了。他警告蟾蜍说。要是下次再出洋相，准定把他丢下。
So at last they were in the secret passage, and the cutting-out expedition had really begun!
他们终于进了那条秘密通道，真正踏上了突袭的捷径。
It was cold, and dark, and damp, and low, and narrow, and poor Toad began to shiver, partly from dread of what might be before him, partly because he was wet through.  The lantern was far ahead, and he could not help lagging behind a little in the darkness.  Then he heard the Rat call out warningly, ‘COME on, Toad!’ and a terror seized him of being left behind, alone in the darkness, and he ‘came on’ with such a rush that he upset the Rat into the Mole and the Mole into the Badger, and for a moment all was confusion.  The Badger thought they were being attacked from behind, and, as there was no room to use a stick or a cutlass, drew a pistol, and was on the point of putting a bullet into Toad.  When he found out what had really happened he was very angry indeed, and said, ‘Now this time that tiresome Toad SHALL be left behind!’
地道里很冷，低矮狭窄，阴暗渐湿，可怜的蟾蜍禁不住哆嗦起来，一半由于害怕前面可能遇到的不测，一半由于他浑身湿透。灯笼在前面，离他很远，在黑暗中。他落到了后面。这时，他听到河鼠警告说：“快跟上，蟾蜍！”便猛地往前一冲，竟撞倒了河鼠，河鼠又撞倒了鼹鼠，鼹鼠又撞倒了獾，引起一阵大乱。獾以为背后遭到了袭击，由于洞内狭窄，使不开棍棒，便拔出手枪，正要朝蟾蜍射击。等真相大白后，他不禁大怒，说：“这回，可恶的蟾蜍必须留下！”
But Toad whimpered, and the other two promised that they would be answerable for his good conduct, and at last the Badger was pacified, and the procession moved on; only this time the Rat brought up the rear, with a firm grip on the shoulder of Toad.
蟾蜍呜呜咽咽哭了起来，另两只动物答应，他们将负责照看好蟾蜍，让他好好表现，獾才消了气，队伍又继续前进。不过这回换了河鼠断后，他牢牢地抓住蟾蜍的双肩。
So they groped and shuffled along, with their ears pricked up and their paws on their pistols, till at last the Badger said, ‘We ought by now to be pretty nearly under the Hall.’
就这样，他们摸索着蹒跚前行，耳朵竖起，爪子按在手枪上。最后獾说：“咱们现在差不离到了蟾宫底下。”
Then suddenly they heard, far away as it might be, and yet apparently nearly over their heads, a confused murmur of sound, as if people were shouting and cheering and stamping on the floor and hammering on tables.  The Toad’s nervous terrors all returned, but the Badger only remarked placidly, ‘They ARE going it, the Weasels!’
忽然，他们听到低沉的嘈杂声，似乎很远，但显然就在头顶上，像有许多人在喊叫，欢呼，在地板上跺脚，用拳头捶桌子。蟾蜍的神经质的恐惧又袭上心来，可獾只是平静地说：“他们正闹腾哩，这群黄鼠狼！”
The passage now began to slope upwards; they groped onward a little further, and then the noise broke out again, quite distinct this time, and very close above them.  ‘Ooo-ray-ooray-oo-ray-ooray!’ they heard, and the stamping of little feet on the floor, and the clinking of glasses as little fists pounded on the table.  ‘WHAT a time they’re having!’ said the Badger.  ‘Come on!’  They hurried along the passage till it came to a full stop, and they found themselves standing under the trap-door that led up into the butler’s pantry.
地道这时开始向上倾斜，他们又摸索着走了一小段，然后，嘈杂声忽又出现，这回很清晰，很近，就在头顶上。“乌啦乌啦乌啦乌啦！”他们听到欢呼声，小脚掌跺地板声，小拳头砸桌子时杯盘的丁当声。“瞧他们闹得多欢哟！”獾说。“来呀！”他们顺着地道疾走，来到地道的尽头，发现他们已站在通向配膳室的那道活门的下面。
Such a tremendous noise was going on in the banqueting-hall that there was little danger of their being overheard.  The Badger said, ‘Now, boys, all together!’ and the four of them put their shoulders to the trap-door and heaved it back.  Hoisting each other up, they found themselves standing in the pantry, with only a door between them and the banqueting-hall, where their unconscious enemies were carousing.
宴会厅里的喧嚣响声震天；他们没有被听到的危险。獾说：“好！弟兄们，一齐使劲！”他们四个同时用肩膀顶住活门，把它掀开，依次被举了上去。他们来到了配膳室，和宴会厅只隔着一道门，而敌人正在狂欢作乐，毫无觉察。他们从地道里爬出来时，喧闹声简直震耳欲聋。
The noise, as they emerged from the passage, was simply deafening.  At last, as the cheering and hammering slowly subsided, a voice could be made out saying, ‘Well, I do not propose to detain you much longer’—(great applause)--‘but before I resume my seat’--(renewed cheering)—‘I should like to say one word about our kind host, Mr. Toad.  We all know Toad!’--(great laughter)--‘GOOD Toad, MODEST Toad, HONEST Toad!’ (shrieks of merriment).
后来，欢呼声和敲击声渐渐弱了，可以听出一个声音在说：“好啦，我不打算多占你们的时间，”——（热烈鼓掌）——“不过，在我坐下之前，”（又是一阵欢呼）——“我想为我们好心的主人蟾蜍先生说一两句好话。我们都认识蟾蜍！”——（哄堂大笑）——“善良的蟾蜍，谦恭的蟾蜍，诚实的蟾蜍！”——（尖声哄笑）
 ‘Only just let me get at him!’ muttered Toad, grinding his teeth.
“我非过去揍他不可！”蟾蜍咬牙切齿地低声说。
‘Hold hard a minute!’ said the Badger, restraining him with difficulty.  ‘Get ready, all of you!’
“再坚持一分钟！”獾说，好不容易才稳住蟾蜍。“大伙儿都做好准备！”
‘—Let me sing you a little song,’ went on the voice, ‘which I have composed on the subject of Toad’--(prolonged applause). Then the Chief Weasel—for it was he—began in a high, squeaky voice—
“我给你们唱一支小曲儿，”那声音又说，“这是我为蟾蜍编的。”（经久不息的掌声）接着，那个说话的黄鼠狼头子就吱吱喳喳尖着嗓子唱起来——
‘Toad he went a-pleasuring Gaily down the street—‘
“蟾蜍出门上大街
得意洋洋寻开心……”
The Badger drew himself up, took a firm grip of his stick with both paws, glanced round at his comrades, and cried—
獾挺直了身子，两手紧紧摸着大棒，向伙伴们扫了一眼，喊道——
‘The hour is come!  Follow me!’
“到时候了，跟我来！”
And flung the door open wide.
他猛地把门推开。
My!
好家伙！
What a squealing and a squeaking and a screeching filled the air!
满屋子的尖叫、吱喳、嚎啕！
Well might the terrified weasels dive under the tables and spring madly up at the windows!  Well might the ferrets rush wildly for the fireplace and get hopelessly jammed in the chimney!  Well might tables and chairs be upset, and glass and china be sent crashing on the floor, in the panic of that terrible moment when the four Heroes strode wrathfully into the room!  The mighty Badger, his whiskers bristling, his great cudgel whistling through the air; Mole, black and grim, brandishing his stick and shouting his awful war-cry, ‘A Mole!  A Mole!’  Rat; desperate and determined, his belt bulging with weapons of every age and every variety; Toad, frenzied with excitement and injured pride, swollen to twice his ordinary size, leaping into the air and emitting Toad-whoops that chilled them to the marrow!  ‘Toad he went a-pleasuring!’ he yelled.  ‘I’LL pleasure ‘em!’ and he went straight for the Chief Weasel.  They were but four in all, but to the panic-stricken weasels the hall seemed full of monstrous animals, grey, black, brown and yellow, whooping and flourishing enormous cudgels; and they broke and fled with squeals of terror and dismay, this way and that, through the windows, up the chimney, anywhere to get out of reach of those terrible sticks.
四位好汉愤怒地冲进宴会厅，就在这可怕的一刹那，发生了一场大恐慌，吓得魂不附体的黄鼠狼们纷纷钻到桌子底下，没命地跳窗夺路而逃，白鼬们乱哄哄地直奔壁炉，全都挤在烟囱里动弹不得。桌子东倒西歪，杯盘摔得粉碎。力大无穷的獾，络腮胡子根根倒竖，手中的大棒在空中呼呼挥舞；脸色阴沉严峻的鼹鼠抡着木棒，高呼令人胆寒的战斗口号：“鼹鼠来了！鼹鼠来了！”河鼠腰间鼓鼓囊囊塞满了各式武器，坚决果敢；奋不顾身地投入战斗；蟾蜍呢，由于自尊心受伤而发狂，身躯涨得比平时大出一倍，他腾空而起，发出癞蛤蟆那哇哇的怪叫，吓得敌人毛骨悚然，手脚冰凉。“叫你唱‘蟾蜍寻开心’！”他大吼道。“我就要拿你们寻开心！”他向黄鼠狼头子直扑过去。其实他们才四个，可是那些惊慌失措的黄鼠狼觉得，整个大厅似乎满是可怖的动物，灰色的、黑色的、棕色的、黄色的，怒吼狂叫，挥舞着巨大无比的棍棒。
他们吓得魂飞魄散，恐怖地尖叫着，跳出窗子，窜上烟囱，四面逃窜，不管什么地方，只要能躲开那些可怕的棍棒。
The affair was soon over.  Up and down, the whole length of the hall, strode the four Friends, whacking with their sticks at every head that showed itself; and in five minutes the room was cleared.  Through the broken windows the shrieks of terrified weasels escaping across the lawn were borne faintly to their ears; on the floor lay prostrate some dozen or so of the enemy, on whom the Mole was busily engaged in fitting handcuffs.  The Badger, resting from his labours, leant on his stick and wiped his honest brow.
战斗很快就结束了。四个朋友在大厅里上下搜索，只要一个脑袋露出来，就上去给它一棒。不出五分钟，屋里就扫荡一空。惊恐万状的黄鼠狼在草地上逃窜时发出的尖叫声，透过破碎的窗子，隐隐传到他们耳中。地板上，横七竖八躺着几十个敌人，鼹鼠正忙着给他们戴上手铐。獾劳累了一场，靠在大棒上休息，擦着他那忠厚的额上的汗。
‘Mole,’ he said,’ ‘you’re the best of fellows!  Just cut along outside and look after those stoat-sentries of yours, and see what they’re doing.  I’ve an idea that, thanks to you, we shan’t have much trouble from them to-night!’
“鼹鼠，”他说，“你是好样的！劳你抄近道出去，瞧瞧那些白鼬守卫，看他们都在干什么；我估摸，由于你的功劳。咱们今晚不致受他们骚扰了。”
The Mole vanished promptly through a window; and the Badger bade the other two set a table on its legs again, pick up knives and forks and plates and glasses from the debris on the floor, and see if they could find materials for a supper.  ‘I want some grub, I do,’ he said, in that rather common way he had of speaking.  ‘Stir your stumps, Toad, and look lively!  We’ve got your house back for you, and you don’t offer us so much as a sandwich.’  Toad felt rather hurt that the Badger didn’t say pleasant things to him, as he had to the Mole, and tell him what a fine fellow he was, and how splendidly he had fought; for he was rather particularly pleased with himself and the way he had gone for the Chief Weasel and sent him flying across the table with one blow of his stick.  But he bustled about, and so did the Rat, and soon they found some guava jelly in a glass dish, and a cold chicken, a tongue that had hardly been touched, some trifle, and quite a lot of lobster salad; and in the pantry they came upon a basketful of French rolls and any quantity of cheese, butter, and celery.  They were just about to sit down when the Mole clambered in through the window, chuckling, with an armful of rifles.
鼹鼠马上跳窗出去。獾指示另两个扶起一张桌子，从地上的残渣中捡出一些刀叉杯盘，又叫他们看看能不能找到一些食物，拼凑出一顿晚饭。“我需要吃点什么，真的，”他用惯常的平平常常的语气说，“动弹动弹，蟾蜍，活跃起来！我们替你夺回了宅子，可你连块三明治也没招待我们呀。”蟾蜍心里有些委屈，因为獾没有像对鼹鼠那样赞扬他，没有说他是好样的，战斗得很英勇。因为他对自己的表现颇为得意，特别是他冲那黄鼠狼头子直扑过去，一棍子将他打到桌子那边去了。不过，他还是和河鼠一道四下里搜寻，不一会，他们就找到一玻璃碟子的番石榴酱，一只冷鸡，一只还没怎么动过的口条，一些葡萄酒蛋糕，不少的龙虾沙拉。在配膳室里，他们发现了一篮子法式面包卷，一些乳酪、黄油和芹菜。他们刚要坐下来开吃，就见鼹鼠抱着一堆来复枪，格格笑着从窗口爬进来。
‘It’s all over,’ he reported.  ‘From what I can make out, as soon as the stoats, who were very nervous and jumpy already, heard the shrieks and the yells and the uproar inside the hall, some of them threw down their rifles and fled.  The others stood fast for a bit, but when the weasels came rushing out upon them they thought they were betrayed; and the stoats grappled with the weasels, and the weasels fought to get away, and they wrestled and wriggled and punched each other, and rolled over and over, till most of ‘em rolled into the river!  They’ve all disappeared by now, one way or another; and I’ve got their rifles.  So that’s all right!’
“据我看，全结束啦，”他报告说，“那些白鼬本来就惊惶不安，一听到大厅里的叫嚷骚动声，有的就扔下来复枪逃之夭夭。另一些坚守了一会儿，可当黄鼠狼朝他们奔来时，他们以为自己被出卖了。于是白鼬揪住黄鼠狼不放，黄鼠狼拼命想挣脱逃跑，互相扭打在一起，用拳头狠揍对方，在地上滚来滚去，多数都滚到了河里！现在他们不是跑了就是掉进河里，全都不见了。我把他们的来复枪都弄回来了。所以，那个方面，全妥啦！”
‘Excellent and deserving animal!’ said the Badger, his mouth full of chicken and trifle.  ‘Now, there’s just one more thing I want you to do, Mole, before you sit down to your supper along of us; and I wouldn’t trouble you only I know I can trust you to see a thing done, and I wish I could say the same of every one I know. I’d send Rat, if he wasn’t a poet.  I want you to take those fellows on the floor there upstairs with you, and have some bedrooms cleaned out and tidied up and made really comfortable. See that they sweep UNDER the beds, and put clean sheets and pillow-cases on, and turn down one corner of the bed-clothes, just as you know it ought to be done; and have a can of hot water, and clean towels, and fresh cakes of soap, put in each room.  And then you can give them a licking a-piece, if it’s any satisfaction to you, and put them out by the back-door, and we shan’t see any more of THEM, I fancy.  And then come along and have some of this cold tongue.  It’s first rate.  I’m very pleased with you, Mole!’
“太好了，顶顶了不起！”獾说，嘴里塞满了鸡肉和葡萄酒蛋糕。“现在，鼹鼠，我只求你再办一件事，然后就坐下来和我们一道吃晚饭。我本不想再麻烦你，可托你办事，我能放心。我希望对我认识的每个人都能这样说就好了。河鼠若不是一位诗人，我会差他去的。我要你把地板上躺着的这些家伙带到楼上，命他们把几间卧室打扫干净，收拾妥帖。叫他们务必扫床底下，换上干净的床单枕套，掀开被子的一角，该怎么做，你知道的。每间卧室里备好一罐热水，干净毛巾，新开包的肥皂。然后，要是你想解解气，可以给他们每人一顿拳脚；再撵出后门。我估摸，今后没有一个家伙再敢露面了。完事之后，就过来吃点这种冷口条。这可是头等美味。我对你非常满意，鼹鼠！”
The goodnatured Mole picked up a stick, formed his prisoners up in a line on the floor, gave them the order ‘Quick march!’ and led his squad off to the upper floor.  After a time, he appeared again, smiling, and said that every room was ready, and as clean as a new pin.  ‘And I didn’t have to lick them, either,’ he added.  ‘I thought, on the whole, they had had licking enough for one night, and the weasels, when I put the point to them, quite agreed with me, and said they wouldn’t think of troubling me.  They were very penitent, and said they were extremely sorry for what they had done, but it was all the fault of the Chief Weasel and the stoats, and if ever they could do anything for us at any time to make up, we had only got to mention it.  So I gave them a roll a-piece, and let them out at the back, and off they ran, as hard as they could!’
好性子的鼹鼠拾起一根棍子，把他的俘虏们排成一行，命令他们“快步走！”把他的一小队人马带上楼去了。过了一阵子，他又下来，微笑着说，每间房都准备好了，打扫得干干净净。他又说：“我用不着揍他们，总的来说，我想他们今晚挨揍挨够了。我把这话告诉他们，他们表示同意，说再也不骚扰我们了。他们很懊悔，对过去的所作所为深感歉疚，说那是黄鼠狼头子和白鼬的错，又说如果今后可以为我们出力，将功补过，我们只消言语一声。所以，我给了他们一人一个面包卷，放他们出后门，他们就一溜烟似的溜啦。”
Then the Mole pulled his chair up to the table, and pitched into the cold tongue; and Toad, like the gentleman he was, put all his jealousy from him, and said heartily, ‘Thank you kindly, dear Mole, for all your pains and trouble tonight, and especially for your cleverness this morning!’  The Badger was pleased at that, and said, ‘There spoke my brave Toad!’  So they finished their supper in great joy and contentment, and presently retired to rest between clean sheets, safe in Toad’s ancestral home, won back by matchless valour, consummate strategy, and a proper handling of sticks.
说罢，鼹鼠把椅子拉到餐桌旁，埋头大嚼起冷口条来。蟾蜍呢，到底不失绅士风度，把一肚子嫉妒抛在一边，诚心诚意地说：“亲爱的鼹鼠，实在谢谢你啦，感谢你今晚的辛苦劳累，特别要感谢你今早的聪明机智！”獾听了很高兴，说：“我勇敢的蟾蜍说得好呀！”于是，他们欢天喜地心满意足地吃完了晚饭，立刻上楼，钻进干净的被窝，睡觉去了。他们安安稳稳地睡在蟾蜍祖传的房子里，这是他们以无比的勇气、高超的韬略和娴熟地运用棍棒夺回的。
The following morning, Toad, who had overslept himself as usual, came down to breakfast disgracefully late, and found on the table a certain quantity of egg-shells, some fragments of cold and leathery toast, a coffee-pot three-fourths empty, and really very little else; which did not tend to improve his temper, considering that, after all, it was his own house.  Through the French windows of the breakfast-room he could see the Mole and the Water Rat sitting in wicker-chairs out on the lawn, evidently telling each other stories; roaring with laughter and kicking their short legs up in the air.  The Badger, who was in an arm-chair and deep in the morning paper, merely looked up and nodded when Toad entered the room.  But Toad knew his man, so he sat down and made the best breakfast he could, merely observing to himself that he would get square with the others sooner or later. When he had nearly finished, the Badger looked up and remarked rather shortly:  ‘I’m sorry, Toad, but I’m afraid there’s a heavy morning’s work in front of you.  You see, we really ought to have a Banquet at once, to celebrate this affair.  It’s expected of you—in fact, it’s the rule.’
第二天早上，蟾蜍照例睡过了头，下楼来吃早饭时，晚得不成体统。他发现，桌上只剩下一堆蛋壳，几片冰凉的发皮了的烤面包，咖啡壶里空了四分之三，别的就没什么了。这叫他挺来气，因为不管怎么说，这是他自己的家呀！透过餐厅的法式长窗，他看见鼹鼠和河鼠坐在草坪里的藤椅上，笑得前仰后合，两双小短腿在空中乱踢蹬，分明是在讲故事。獾呢，他坐在扶手椅上，聚精会神在读晨报。蟾蜍进屋时，他只抬眼冲他点了点头。蟾蜍深知他的为人，只好坐下来，凑合着吃一顿算了，只是暗自嘟囔着，早晚要跟他们算帐。他快吃完时，獾抬起头来，简短地说：“对不起，蟾蜍，不过今天上午你恐怕会有好些活要干。你瞧，咱们应该马上举行一次宴会，，来庆祝这件大事。这事必须你来办，这是规矩。”
‘O, all right!’ said the Toad, readily.  ‘Anything to oblige. Though why on earth you should want to have a Banquet in the morning I cannot understand.  But you know I do not live to please myself, but merely to find out what my friends want, and then try and arrange it for ‘em, you dear old Badger!’
“嗯，好吧！”蟾蜍欣然答道。“只要你高兴，一切遵命。只是我不明白，举行宴会为什么非得在上午不可。不过，我这个人活着，不是为自己过得快活，而只是为了知道朋友们需要什么，尽力去满足他们，你这亲爱的老獾头哟！”
‘Don’t pretend to be stupider than you really are,’ replied the Badger, crossly; ‘and don’t chuckle and splutter in your coffee while you’re talking; it’s not manners.  What I mean is, the Banquet will be at night, of course, but the invitations will have to be written and got off at once, and you’ve got to write ‘em.  Now, sit down at that table—there’s stacks of letter-paper on it, with “Toad Hall” at the top in blue and gold—and write invitations to all our friends, and if you stick to it we shall get them out before luncheon.  And I’LL bear a hand, too; and take my share of the burden.  I’LL order the Banquet.’
“别装傻了，”獾不高兴地说。“而且，不要一边说话，一边把咖啡嘬得吱吱喳喳响，这不礼貌。我是说，宴会当然要在晚上举行，可是请柬得马上写好发出去，这就得由你来办。现在就坐到那张书桌前，桌上有一叠信笺，信笺上印有蓝色和金色的‘蟾宫’字样，给咱们所有的朋友写邀请信。要是你不停地写，那么在午饭前，咱们就能把信发出去。我也要帮忙，分担部分劳务，宴会由我来操办。”
‘What!’ cried Toad, dismayed.  ‘Me stop indoors and write a lot of rotten letters on a jolly morning like this, when I want to go around my property, and set everything and everybody to rights, and swagger about and enjoy myself!  Certainly not!  I’ll be—I’ll see you----Stop a minute, though!  Why, of course, dear Badger!  What is my pleasure or convenience compared with that of others!  You wish it done, and it shall be done.  Go, Badger, order the Banquet, order what you like; then join our young friends outside in their innocent mirth, oblivious of me and my cares and toils.  I sacrifice this fair morning on the altar of duty and friendship!’
“什么！”蟾蜍苦着脸说。“这么美好的早晨，要我关在屋里写一堆劳什子的信！我想在我的庄园里四处转转，整顿整顿所有的东西、所有的人，摆摆架子，痛快痛快！不干！我要，我要看……不过，等一等，当然我要干，亲爱的獾！我自己的快乐或方便，比起别人的快乐和方便，又算得了什么！既然你要我这么办，我照办就是。獾，你去筹备宴会吧，随你想预订什么菜都行。然后到外面去和我们的年轻朋友们一道说说笑笑，忘了我，忘了我的忧愁和劳苦吧！为了神圣的职责和友谊，我甘愿牺牲这美好的早晨！”
The Badger looked at him very suspiciously, but Toad’s frank, open countenance made it difficult to suggest any unworthy motive in this change of attitude.  He quitted the room, accordingly, in the direction of the kitchen, and as soon as the door had closed behind him, Toad hurried to the writing-table.  A fine idea had occurred to him while he was talking.  He WOULD write the invitations; and he would take care to mention the leading part he had taken in the fight, and how he had laid the Chief Weasel flat; and he would hint at his adventures, and what a career of triumph he had to tell about; and on the fly-leaf he would set out a sort of a programme of entertainment for the evening—something like this, as he sketched it out in his head:--
獾疑惑地望着蟾蜍，可蟾蜍那直率坦诚的表情，很难使他想到这种突然转变的背后，会有什么不良的动机。于是他离开餐厅，向厨房走去。门刚关上，蟾蜍就急忙奔书桌去。他一定要写邀请信，一定不忘提到他在那场战斗中所起的主导作用，提到他怎样把黄鼠狼头子打翻在地；他还要略略提到他的历险，他那战无不胜的经历，有多少可说的呀。在请柬的空白页上，他还要开列晚宴的余兴节目。他在脑子里打着这样一个腹稿：
SPEECH .  .  .  . BY TOAD.
(There will be other speeches by TOAD during the evening.)
ADDRESS .  .  . BY TOAD
SYNOPSIS—Our Prison System—the Waterways of Old England—
Horse-dealing, and how to deal—Property, its rights and its duties—
Back to the Land—A Typical English Squire.
SONG .  .  .  .  BY TOAD. (Composed by himself.) OTHER COMPOSITIONS .
BY TOAD
will be sung in the course of the evening by the .  .  .  COMPOSER.
《讲演》
——蟾蜍作
（晚宴期间，蟾蜍还要作其他讲话）
《致词》
《学术报告》——我们的监狱制度——古老英国的水道——马匹交易及其方法——财产、产权与义务——荣归故里典型的英国乡绅。
《歌曲》
（本人自编）
《其他歌曲》
在晚宴期间由词曲作者本人演唱。
The idea pleased him mightily, and he worked very hard and got all the letters finished by noon, at which hour it was reported to him that there was a small and rather bedraggled weasel at the door, inquiring timidly whether he could be of any service to the gentlemen.  Toad swaggered out and found it was one of the prisoners of the previous evening, very respectful and anxious to please.  He patted him on the head, shoved the bundle of invitations into his paw, and told him to cut along quick and deliver them as fast as he could, and if he liked to come back again in the evening, perhaps there might be a shilling for him, or, again, perhaps there mightn’t; and the poor weasel seemed really quite grateful, and hurried off eagerly to do his mission.
这个想法，使他大为得意，于是他努力写信，到中午时分，所有的信都写完了。这时，有人通报说，门口来了一只身材瘦小衣着槛褛的黄鼠狼，怯生生地问他能不能为先生们效劳。蟾蜍大摇大摆地走出去瞧，原来是头天晚上被俘的一只黄鼠狼，现在正必恭必敬地巴望讨他的欢心哩。蟾蜍拍了拍他的脑袋，把那一沓子邀请信塞在他爪子里，吩咐他抄近道，火速把信送出去。要是他愿意晚上再来，也许给他一先令酬劳，也许没有。可怜的黄鼠狼受宠若惊，匆匆赶去执行任务了。
When the other animals came back to luncheon, very boisterous and breezy after a morning on the river, the Mole, whose conscience had been pricking him, looked doubtfully at Toad, expecting to find him sulky or depressed.  Instead, he was so uppish and inflated that the Mole began to suspect something; while the Rat and the Badger exchanged significant glances.
另三只动物在河上消磨了一上午，欢欢喜喜谈笑风生地回来吃午饭：鼹鼠觉得有些对不住蟾蜍，不放心地望着他，生怕他会是一脸愠色、郁郁不乐。谁知，蟾蜍竟是一副盛气凌人、趾高气扬的样子。鼹鼠不禁纳闷，感到其中必有缘由。河鼠和獾，则会心地互换了一下眼色。
As soon as the meal was over, Toad thrust his paws deep into his trouser-pockets, remarked casually, ‘Well, look after yourselves, you fellows!  Ask for anything you want!’ and was swaggering off in the direction of the garden, where he wanted to think out an idea or two for his coming speeches, when the Rat caught him by the arm.
上午饭刚吃完，蟾蜍就把双爪深深插进裤兜，漫不经心地说：“好吧，伙计们，你们自己照顾自己吧，需要什么，只管吩咐！”说罢，就大摇大摆朝花园走去。他要在那里好好构思一下今晚的演说内容。这时，河鼠抓住了他的胳臂。
Toad rather suspected what he was after, and did his best to get away; but when the Badger took him firmly by the other arm he began to see that the game was up.  The two animals conducted him between them into the small smoking-room that opened out of the entrance-hall, shut the door, and put him into a chair.  Then they both stood in front of him, while Toad sat silent and regarded them with much suspicion and ill-humour.
蟾蜍立刻猜到河鼠的来意，想要挣脱；可是当獾紧紧抓住他的另一只胳臂时，他明白，事情败露了。两只动物架着他，带到那间通向门厅的小吸烟室，关上门，把他按在椅子上。然后，他俩都站在他前面，蟾蜍则一言不发地坐着，心怀鬼胎、没好气地望着他们。
‘Now, look here, Toad,’ said the Rat.  ‘It’s about this Banquet, and very sorry I am to have to speak to you like this.  But we want you to understand clearly, once and for all, that there are going to be no speeches and no songs.  Try and grasp the fact that on this occasion we’re not arguing with you; we’re just telling you.’
“听着，蟾蜍，”河鼠说，“是有关宴会的事。很抱歉，我不得不这样跟你说话。不过，我们希望你明白，宴会上不搞讲演，不搞唱歌。你要放清醒些，我们不是和你讨论，而是通知你这个决定。”
Toad saw that he was trapped.  They understood him, they saw through him, they had got ahead of him.  His pleasant dream was shattered.
蟾蜍知道，自己落进了圈套。他们了解他，把他看得透透的。他们抢在了他头里。他的美梦破灭了。
‘Mayn’t I sing them just one LITTLE song?’ he pleaded piteously.
“我能不能就唱一支小歌？”他可怜巴巴地央求道。
‘No, not ONE little song,’ replied the Rat firmly, though his heart bled as he noticed the trembling lip of the poor disappointed Toad. “不行，一支小歌也不能唱，”河鼠坚定地说，尽管他看到可怜的蟾蜍那颤抖的嘴唇，也怪心疼的。
‘It’s no good, Toady; you know well that your songs are all conceit and boasting and vanity; and your speeches are all self-praise and— and—well, and gross exaggeration and—and----‘
“那没好处，小蟾儿；你很清楚，你的歌全是自吹自擂，你的讲话全是自我炫耀，全是全是全是粗鄙的夸张，全是全是——”
‘And gas,’ put in the Badger, in his common way.
“胡吹，”獾干脆地说。
‘It’s for your own good, Toady,’ went on the Rat.  ‘You know you MUST turn over a new leaf sooner or later, and now seems a splendid time to begin; a sort of turning-point in your career. Please don’t think that saying all this doesn’t hurt me more than it hurts you.’
“小蟾儿，这是为你好呀，”河鼠继续说。“你知道，你早晚得洗心革面，而现在正是重敲锣鼓另开张的大好时机，是你一生的转折点。请相信，说这话，我心里也不好受，一点不比你好受。”
Toad remained a long while plunged in thought.  At last he raised his head, and the traces of strong emotion were visible on his features.  ‘You have conquered, my friends,’ he said in broken accents.  ‘It was, to be sure, but a small thing that I asked—merely leave to blossom and expand for yet one more evening, to let myself go and hear the tumultuous applause that always seems to me—somehow—to bring out my best qualities.  However, you are right, I know, and I am wrong.  Hence forth I will be a very different Toad.  My friends, you shall never have occasion to blush for me again.  But, O dear, O dear, this is a hard world!’
蟾蜍沉思了良久。最后，他抬起头，脸上显出深深动情的神色。“我的朋友们，你们赢了，”他断断续续地说。“其实，我的要求很小很小，只不过是让我再尽情表现和发挥一个晚上，让我放手表演一番，听听那雷鸣般的掌声，因为我觉得，那掌声似乎体现了我最好的品德。不过，你们是对的，而我错了。从今以后，我一定要重新做人。朋友们，你们再也不会为我脸红了。唉，老天爷，做人真难哪！”
And, pressing his handkerchief to his face, he left the room, with faltering footsteps.
说完，他用手帕捂住脸，踉踉跄跄地走出房间。
‘Badger,’ said the Rat, ‘_I_ feel like a brute; I wonder what YOU feel like?’
“獾，”河鼠说，“我觉得自己简直是个狠心狼；不知道你感觉怎样？”
‘O, I know, I know,’ said the Badger gloomily.  ‘But the thing had to be done.  This good fellow has got to live here, and hold his own, and be respected.  Would you have him a common laughing-stock, mocked and jeered at by stoats and weasels?’
“是啊，我明白，我明白，”獾忧郁地说。“可我们非这样做不可。这位好好先生必须在这儿住下去，站稳脚跟，受人尊敬。难道你愿意看着他成为大伙儿的笑柄，被白鼬和黄鼠狼奚落吗？”
‘Of course not,’ said the Rat.  ‘And, talking of weasels, it’s lucky we came upon that little weasel, just as he was setting out with Toad’s invitations.  I suspected something from what you told me, and had a look at one or two; they were simply disgraceful.  I confiscated the lot, and the good Mole is now sitting in the blue boudoir, filling up plain, simple invitation cards.’
“当然不，”河鼠说。“说到黄鼠狼；那只给蟾蜍送信的小黄鼠狼，碰巧被咱们遇上了，真够运气的。我从你的话里，猜到这里准有文章，就抽查了一两封信。果然，那些信简直写得活现眼。我把它们全没收了，好鼹鼠这会儿正坐在梳妆室里，填写简单明了的请帖哩。”
At last the hour for the banquet began to draw near, and Toad, who on leaving the others had retired to his bedroom, was still sitting there, melancholy and thoughtful.  His brow resting on his paw, he pondered long and deeply.  Gradually his countenance cleared, and he began to smile long, slow smiles. Then he took to giggling in a shy, self-conscious manner.  At last he got up, locked the door, drew the curtains across the windows, collected all the chairs in the room and arranged them in a semicircle, and took up his position in front of them, swelling visibly.  Then he bowed, coughed twice, and, letting himself go, with uplifted voice he sang, to the enraptured audience that his imagination so clearly saw.
举行宴会的时间快到了。蟾蜍一直离开朋友们，独自躲到他的卧室里，这时还坐在那儿，闷闷不乐，苦苦思索。他用爪子撑住额头，久久地凝想。渐渐地，他面色开朗起来，脸上缓缓露出笑意。然后，他有点害羞地、难为情地格格笑了起来。末了，他站起来，锁上房门，拉上窗帘，把房里所有的椅子摆成一个半圆形，自己立在正前方，身子涨得鼓鼓的。然后，他鞠了一躬，咳了两声，对着想象中的兴高采烈的观众，放开嗓子唱起来。
TOAD’S LAST LITTLE SONG!
《蟾蜍的最后一支小歌》
The Toad—came—home! There was panic in the parlours and bowling in the halls, There was crying in the cow-sheds and shrieking in the stalls, When the Toad—came—home!
When the Toad—came—home! There was smashing in of window and crashing in of door, There was chivvying of weasels that fainted on the floor, When the Toad—came—home!
Bang! go the drums! The trumpeters are tooting and the soldiers are saluting, And the cannon they are shooting and the motor-cars are hooting, As the—Hero—comes!
Shout—Hoo-ray! And let each one of the crowd try and shout it very loud, In honour of an animal of whom you’re justly proud, For it’s Toad’s—great—day!
“蟾蜍回来啦！
客厅里，惊慌万状，
门厅里，哀号成片，
牛棚里；哭声不绝，
马厩里，尖叫震天。
蟾蜍回来啦，
蟾蜍归来的时候，
碎窗破门而入，
黄鼠狼遭追击，
纷纷晕倒在地。
当蟾蜍回来的时候！
鼓声响咚咚！
号角齐鸣，士兵欢呼，
炮弹横飞，汽车嘟嘟，
当——英雄——归来！
欢呼呀——乌啦！
让人人高声欢呼，
向备受尊崇的动物致敬，
因为这是蟾蜍——盛大的——节日！”
He sang this very loud, with great unction and expression; and when he had done, he sang it all over again.
蟾蜍歌声嘹亮，唱得热情洋溢，感情充沛。一遍唱完，又从头唱了一遍。
Then he heaved a deep sigh; a long, long, long sigh.
然后，他深深叹了口气，很长很长很长的一口气。
Then he dipped his hairbrush in the water-jug, parted his hair in the middle, and plastered it down very straight and sleek on each side of his face; and, unlocking the door, went quietly down the stairs to greet his guests, who he knew must be assembling in the drawing-room.
然后，他把发刷浸在水里打湿，把头发从中分开，垂在面颊两边，用刷子刷得平塌塌、光溜溜的。他开了门锁，静静地走下楼，去迎接宾客们。他知道，他们一定都聚集在客厅里了。
All the animals cheered when he entered, and crowded round to congratulate him and say nice things about his courage, and his cleverness, and his fighting qualities; but Toad only smiled faintly, and murmured, ‘Not at all!’  Or, sometimes, for a change, ‘On the contrary!’  Otter, who was standing on the hearthrug, describing to an admiring circle of friends exactly how he would have managed things had he been there, came forward with a shout, threw his arm round Toad’s neck, and tried to take him round the room in triumphal progress; but Toad, in a mild way, was rather snubby to him, remarking gently, as he disengaged himself, ‘Badger’s was the mastermind; the Mole and the Water Rat bore the brunt of the fighting; I merely served in the ranks and did little or nothing.’  The animals were evidently puzzled and taken aback by this unexpected attitude of his; and Toad felt, as he moved from one guest to the other, making his modest responses, that he was an object of absorbing interest to every one.
他进来的时候，所有的动物都高声欢呼，围拢来祝贺他，说许多好话赞美他的勇敢、聪明和战斗精神。蟾蜍只是谈淡地笑笑，低声道：“没什么！”或者换个说法：“哪里，正相反！”水獭正站在炉毯上，对一群贵客描述，假如他当时在场，会怎样做。看到蟾蜍，他大叫一声跑过来，甩开两臂，一把搂住他的脖子，要拉他在屋里英雄式地绕场一周。可是蟾蜍温和地表示不屑。挣脱了他的双臂，婉转地说：“獾才是出谋划策的主帅，鼹鼠和河鼠是战斗的主力军，而我，只不过是行伍里的一名小卒子，干得很少，可以说没干什么。”蟾蜍这种出人意外的表现，使动物们大惑不解，不知所措。当蟾蜍一一走到客人面前；做出谦虚的表示时，他觉得，自己成了每位客人深感兴趣的目标。
The Badger had ordered everything of the best, and the banquet was a great success.  There was much talking and laughter and chaff among the animals, but through it all Toad, who of course was in the chair, looked down his nose and murmured pleasant nothings to the animals on either side of him.
獾把一切安排得尽善尽美，晚宴获得了巨大成功。动物们欢声笑语不绝。可是整个晚上，端坐主位的蟾蜍，却始终双眼低垂，目不斜视，对左右两侧的动物，低声说些无关痛痒的客套话。
At intervals he stole a glance at the Badger and the Rat, and always when he looked they were staring at each other with their mouths open; and this gave him the greatest satisfaction.  Some of the younger and livelier animals, as the evening wore on, got whispering to each other that things were not so amusing as they used to be in the good old days; and there were some knockings on the table and cries of ‘Toad!  Speech!  Speech from Toad!  Song!  Mr. Toad’s song!’  But Toad only shook his head gently, raised one paw in mild protest, and, by pressing delicacies on his guests, by topical small-talk, and by earnest inquiries after members of their families not yet old enough to appear at social functions, managed to convey to them that this dinner was being run on strictly conventional lines.
他偶尔偷瞄獾和河鼠一眼。这时，他俩总是张大嘴巴，互相对视一下，这使蟾蜍深感快意。晚宴进行到一定时候；一些年轻活泼的动物就交头接耳，说这回晚会不像往年开得那么热闹有趣。有人敲桌子，喊道：“蟾蜍，讲话呀！蟾蜍来段演说呀！唱支歌呀！蟾蜍先生来支歌呀！”可蟾蜍只是轻轻地摇摇头，举起只爪子，温和地表示反对，只一个劲劝客人们多进美食，和他们聊家常，关切地问候他们家中尚未成年不能参加社交活动的成员，设法让他们知道，这次晚宴是严格遵照传统方式进行的。
He was indeed an altered Toad!
蟾蜍真的变了！
After this climax, the four animals continued to lead their lives, so rudely broken in upon by civil war, in great joy and contentment, undisturbed by further risings or invasions.  Toad, after due consultation with his friends, selected a handsome gold chain and locket set with pearls, which he dispatched to the gaoler’s daughter with a letter that even the Badger admitted to be modest, grateful, and appreciative; and the engine-driver, in his turn, was properly thanked and compensated for all his pains and trouble.  Under severe compulsion from the Badger, even the barge-woman was, with some trouble, sought out and the value of her horse discreetly made good to her; though Toad kicked terribly at this, holding himself to be an instrument of Fate, sent to punish fat women with mottled arms who couldn’t tell a real gentleman when they saw one.  The amount involved, it was true, was not very burdensome, the gipsy’s valuation being admitted by local assessors to be approximately correct.
这次盛会之后，四只动物继续过着欢快惬意的生活，这种生活曾一度被内战打断，但以后再也没有受到动乱或入侵的干扰。蟾蜍和朋友们商量后，选购了一条漂亮的金项链，配有一只镶珍珠的小匣子，外加一封连獾也承认是谦虚知恩的感谢倍，差人送给狱卒的女儿。火车司机也因他付出的辛劳和遭到的风险，得到了适当的酬谢和补偿。在獾的严厉敦促下，就连那位船娘，也费了颇大周折找到，适当地赔偿了她的马钱。尽管蟾蜍对此暴跳如雷，极力申辩说，他是命运之神派来惩罚那个臂上长色斑的胖女人的，因为她明白面对一位绅士，却有眼不识泰山。酬谢和赔偿的总额，说实在的，倒也不算太高。那吉卜赛人对马的估价，据当地评估员说，大体上符合实际。
Sometimes, in the course of long summer evenings, the friends would take a stroll together in the Wild Wood, now successfully tamed so far as they were concerned; and it was pleasing to see how respectfully they were greeted by the inhabitants, and how the mother-weasels would bring their young ones to the mouths of their holes, and say, pointing, ‘Look, baby!  There goes the great Mr. Toad!  And that’s the gallant Water Rat, a terrible fighter, walking along o’ him!  And yonder comes the famous Mr. Mole, of whom you so often have heard your father tell!’  But when their infants were fractious and quite beyond control, they would quiet them by telling how, if they didn’t hush them and not fret them, the terrible grey Badger would up and get them.  This was a base libel on Badger, who, though he cared little about Society, was rather fond of children; but it never failed to have its full effect.
在长长的夏日黄昏，四位朋友有时一起去野林散步。野林现在已被他们整治得服服帖帖了。他们高兴地看到，野林居民们怎样恭恭敬敬向他们问好，黄鼠狼妈妈们怎样教导她们的小崽子，把小家伙们带到洞口，指着四只动物说：“瞧，娃娃！那位是伟大的蟾蜍先生！他旁边是英勇的河鼠，一位无畏的战士。那一位，是著名的鼹鼠先生，你们的父亲常说起的！”要是娃娃们使性子，不听话，妈妈们就吓唬说，要是他们再闹，再烦人，可怕的大灰獾就会把他们抓走。其实，这是对獾的莫大诬蔑，因为獾虽不大喜欢同人交往，却挺喜欢孩子的。不过，黄鼠狼妈妈这样说，总是很奏效的。

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