Wilfrid brought back the pail to Anne, and dumped it down. 'Like to see my pet beetles2?' he said.
'No thank you,' said Anne. 'I don't like beetles very much.'
'Well, you ought to!' said Wilfrid. 'I've two very beautiful ones. You can hold them if you like.
Their tiny feet feel very queer when they walk all over your hand.'
'I don't mind beetles, but I don't WANT them walking over my hand,' said poor Anne, who really wasa bit afraid of what she called 'creepy-crawly' things. 'Do get out of my way, Wilfrid. If you had anymanners, you'd carry that pail indoors for me.'
'I haven't any manners,' said Wilfrid. 'Everybody tells me that. Anyway, I don't want to carry yourpail, if you don't want to see my beetles.'
'Oh go away!' said Anne, exasperated3, picking up the pail herself. Wilfrid went to a little thick bushand sat down by it. He put his face almost on the grass, and looked under the bush. Anne feltuncomfortable. Was he going to call his beetles out? She couldn't help putting down her pail, andstanding still to watch.
No beetles came out from under the bush - but something else did. A very large, awkward-lookingtoad came crawling out, and sat there, looking up at Wilfrid with the greatest friendliness5. Anne wasamazed. How did Wilfrid know the toad4 was there? And why in the world should it come out to seehim? She stood and stared - and shivered, because she really did not like toads6. 'I know they havebeautiful eyes, and are intelligent, and eat all kinds of harmful insects, but I just can't go near one!'
she thought. 'Oh goodness - Wilfrid's tickling7 its back - and it's scratching where he's tickled8 it - justlike we would!'
'Come and say how do you do to my pet toad,' called Wilfrid. 'I'll carry your pail for you then.'
Anne picked up her pail in a hurry, afraid that Wilfrid might whistle up a few snakes next. What aboy! How she wished the others would come back! Why, Wilfrid might own a boa constrictor -or have a small crocodile somewhere - or... but no, she was being silly! If only the others would comeback!
To her horror the toad crawled right on to Wilfrid's hand, and looked up at him out of its reallybeautiful eyes. That was too much for Anne. She fled into the cottage, spilling half the water as shewent.
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'I wish I was like George,' she thought. 'She wouldn't really mind that toad. I'm silly. I ought to tryand like all creatures. Oh my goodness, look at that enormous spider in the corner of the sink!
It's sitting there, looking at me out of its eight eyes! Wilfrid, Wilfrid - PLEASE come and get thisspider out of the sink for me!'
Wilfrid sauntered in, fortunately without the toad. He held his hand out to the spider and made acurious clicking, ticking noise. The spider perked9 up at once, waved two curious little antennaeabout, and crawled across the sink to Wilfrid's hand. Anne shuddered10. She simply couldn't help it!
She shut her eyes, and when she opened them, the spider had gone and so had Wilfrid.
'I suppose he's now teaching it to dance, or something!' she thought, trying to make herself smile.
'I can't think how insects and animals and birds like him. I simply can't bear him. If I were a rabbit orbird or beetle1, I'd run miles away from him. What's this curious attraction he has for creatures of allkinds?'
Wilfrid had completely disappeared, and Anne thankfully went on with her little jobs. 'I'll tidy up theloft where the boys will sleep,' she thought. 'I'll wash this living-room floor. I'll make a list of thethings in the larder11. I'll clean that dirty window over there. I'll... good gracious, what's that noise?'
It was the sound of magpies13 chattering14 noisily - a harsh but pleasant noise. Anne peered out of thelittle cottage window. Well, what a sight! There stood Wilfrid in front of the window, a magpie12 oneach outstretched hand - and one on the top of his head! It stood there, chattering loudly, and thenturned round and round, getting its feet mixed up in the boy's thick hair.
'Come out here and I'll tell one of my magpies to sit on your head too!' shouted Wilfrid. 'It's such anice feeling. Or would you like a young rabbit to cuddle? I can call one for you with my little pipe!'
'I don't want a magpie on my head,' said Anne, desperately15. 'For goodness sake get a nice little babyrabbit. I'd like that.'
Wilfrid jerked the magpies off his hands and shook his head violently so that the third one flew up,squawking cheerfully. He then sat down and pulled out his queer little whistle-pipe, as Anne called it.
She watched, fascinated, as the strange little dirge16 like tune17 came to her ears. She found her feetwalking to the door. Good gracious - could there be some peculiar18 kind of magic in that pipe thatmade her go to Wilfrid, just as the other creatures did?
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She stopped at the door, just as a baby rabbit came lolloping round a tall clump19 of grass. It was thefunniest, roundest, dearest little thing, with a tiny bobtail and big ears.
It went straight to Wilfrid and nestled against him. The boy stroked it and murmured to it. Then hecalled to Anne softly.
'Well - here's the baby rabbit you asked for. Like to come and stroke it?'
Anne went softly over the grass, expecting the rabbit to bolt at once. Wilfrid continued to fondle it,and the little thing looked at him with big, unwinking eyes. Anne bent20 down to stroke it - butimmediately it leapt in fright and fled into the grass.
'Oh dear - why did it do that?' said Anne, disappointed. 'It was quite all right with you! Wilfrid, howdo you get all these creatures to come to you?'
'Shan't tell you,' said Wilfrid, getting up. 'Is there anything to eat in the cottage? I'm hungry.'
He pushed Anne aside and went into the cottage. He opened the larder door, and took down a tin.
There was a cake inside and he cut off a huge piece. He didn't offer Anne any.
'Couldn't you have cut me a piece too?' said Anne. 'You really are a rude boy!'
'I like being rude,' said Wilfrid, munching21 his cake. 'Especially to people who come to my cottagewhen I don't want them.'
'Oh don't be so silly!' said Anne, exasperated. 'It isn't your cottage - it belongs to your grandmother.
She told us so. Anyway, you said we could stay if Timmy stayed too.'
'I'll soon make Timmy my dog,' said Wilfrid, taking another bite. 'You'll see! Soon he won't want thatgirl George any more - and he'll follow at my heels all day and night. You'll see!'
Anne laughed scornfully. Timmy following at this boy's heels? That could never happen! Timmyloved George with all his doggy heart. He would never desert her for Wilfrid no matter how much hewhistled on pipes, or put on his special croony voice. Anne was absolutely certain of that!
'If you laugh at me, I'll call up my grass snake and my adder22!' said Wilfrid, fiercely. 'Then you'll runfor miles!'
'Oh no I won't!' said Anne, hurrying into the cottage. 'Just watch yourself run!'
She picked up the pail of water, went out with it, and threw it all over the astonished Wilfrid!
Somebody else was most astonished too - and that was Julian, who had arrived back before theothers, anxious not to leave Anne alone in the cottage for too long.
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He came just in time to see Anne drenching23 Wilfrid, and stared in the utmost amazement24. Annebehaving like that? Anne looking really fierce - quiet, peaceful Anne! What in the world hadhappened?
'Anne!' he called. 'What's the matter? What's Wilfrid been doing?'
'Oh - Julian!' said Anne, glad to see him, but horrified25 that he had come just then. Wilfrid wasdrenched from head to foot. He stood there, gasping26, taken- aback, bewildered. Why, Anne hadseemed such a quiet, frightened little thing - scared even of a spider!
'That girl!' said Wilfrid, half-choking, shaking the water off himself. 'That bad, wicked girl! She's likea tiger! She sprang at me, and threw the water all over me! I won't let her stay in my cottage!'
The boy was so angry, so wet, so taken-aback, that Julian had to laugh! He roared in delight, andclapped Anne on the back. 'The mouse has turned into a tiger! Well, you said you might one day,Anne - and you haven't lost much time! Let me see if you've grown claws!'
He took Anne's hands and pretended to examine her nails. Anne was half-laughing, half-crying now,and pulled her hand away. 'Oh Julian! I shouldn't have soaked Wilfrid - but he was SOIRRITATING, I lost my temper, and...'
'All right, all right - it's quite a good thing to do sometimes,' said Julian. 'And I bet young Wilfriddeserved all he got. I only hope the water was icy cold! Have you a change of clothes here, Wilfrid?
Go and get into them, then.'
The boy stood there, dripping wet, and made no effort to obey. Julian spoke27 again. 'You heard what Isaid, Wilfrid. Jump to it! Go and change!'
The boy looked so wet and miserable28 that Anne felt suddenly sorry for what she had done. She ran tohim and felt his wet shoulders. 'Oh, I'm sorry!' she said. 'I truly am. I don't know why I turned into atiger so suddenly!'
Wilfrid gave a little half-laugh, half-sob. 'I'm sorry too,' he mumbled29. 'You're nice - and your nose islike that baby rabbit's - it's - it's a bit woffly!'
He ran into the cottage and slammed the door. 'Let him be for a while,' said Julian, seeing that Annemade a move to go after him. 'This will do him good. Nothing like having a pail of cold water flungover you to make you see things as they really are! He was really touched when you said you weresorry. He's probably never apologized to anyone in his life!'
'Is my nose like a rabbit's?' said Anne, worried.
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'Well, yes - just a bit,' said Julian, giving his sister an affectionate pat. 'But a rabbit's nose is very nice,you know - very nice indeed. I don't think you'll have much trouble with Wilfrid after this littleepisode. He didn't know that you had the heart of a tiger, as well as a nose like a rabbit's!'
Wilfrid came out of the cottage in about ten minutes, dressed in dry clothes, carrying his wet ones ina bundle. 'I'll hang those out on the bushes for you, to dry in the sun,' said Anne, and took them fromhim, smiling. He suddenly smiled back.
'Thanks,' he said. 'I don't know how they got so wet! Must have been pouring with rain!'
Julian chuckled30 and smacked31 him gently on the back. 'Rain can do an awful lot of good at times!'
he said. 'Well, Anne, we've brought you back a whole lot of goods for your larder. Here come theothers. We'll carry everything in for you - with Wilfrid's help too!'
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n.甲虫,近视眼的人 | |
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7 tickling | |
反馈,回授,自旋挠痒法 | |
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(使)发痒( tickle的过去式和过去分词 ); (使)愉快,逗乐 | |
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