2 Part 02

The ducks flew on. 'We missed!' said Mr Gregg. 'That's funny.' Then, to everyone's surprise, the four ducks turned around and came flying right back to the guns. 'Hey!' said Mr Gregg. 'What on earth are they doing? They are really asking for it this time!' He shot at them again. So did the boys. And again they all missed! Mr Gregg got very red in the face. 'It's the light,' he said. 'It's getting too dark to see. Let's go home.' So they started for home, carrying with them the sixteen birds they had shot before.

鸭子们继续往前飞。“我们错过了!葛雷格先生说。 “这是有趣的。”然后，令所有人吃惊的是，四只鸭子转过身来，径直飞回了炮口。 “嘿!葛雷格先生说。“他们到底在干什么?” 这次他们真是自找的!”他又朝他们开枪。 男孩们也一样。他们又一次都没打中!葛雷格先生脸涨得通红。 “是光，”他说。 “天太黑了，什么也看不见。 我们回家吧。”于是，他们带着之前打过的16只鸟启程回家。

But the four ducks would not leave them alone. They now began flying around and around the hunters as they walked away. Mr Gregg did not like it one bit. 'Be off!' he cried, and he shot at them many more times, but it was no good. He simply could not hit them. All the way home those four ducks flew around in the sky above their heads, and nothing would make them go away.

但是四只鸭子不会放过他们。 猎人们走开的时候，它们开始绕着猎人们飞来飞去。 葛雷格先生一点也不喜欢。 “滚蛋!他喊道，又朝他们开了许多枪，但都没有用。 他就是打不了他们。 在回家的路上，这四只鸭子在头顶的天空飞来飞去，什么也不能把它们赶走。

Late that night, after Philip and William had gone to bed, Mr Gregg went outside to get some wood for the fire. He was crossing the yard when all at once he heard the call of a wild duck in the sky. He stopped and looked up. The night was very still. There was a thin yellow moon over the trees on the hill, and the sky was filled with stars. Then Mr Gregg heard the noise of wings flying low overhis head, and he saw the four ducks, dark against the night sky, flying very close together. They were going around and around the house. Mr Gregg forgot about the firewood, and hurried back indoors. He was now quite afraid. He

那天深夜，菲利普和威廉上床睡觉后，葛雷格先生到外面去找柴火。 他正在穿过院子时，突然听到天空中有一只野鸭的叫声。 他停下来，抬起头来。夜很静。 一轮黄色的细细的月亮挂在山上的树上，天空布满了星星。 接着，葛雷格先生听到翅膀在他头顶低飞的声音，他看见四只鸭子，在夜空的映衬下，黑黑的，靠得很近。 他们在房子里转来转去。 葛雷格先生忘了柴火的事，匆匆回到屋里。 他现在非常害怕。他

did not like what was going on. But he said nothing about it to Mrs Gregg. All he said was, 'Come on, let's go to bed. I feel tired.' So they went to bed and to sleep. When morning came, Mr Gregg was the first to wake up. He opened his eyes. He was about to put out a hand for his watch, to see the time. But his hand wouldn't come out. 'That's funny,' he said. 'Where is my hand?' He lay still, wondering what was up. Maybe he had hurt that hand in some way? He tried the other hand. That wouldn't come out either.

我不喜欢发生的事。 但他对葛雷格太太只字未提。 他只是说:“来吧，我们去睡觉吧。” 我觉得累了。”于是他们上床睡觉了。 早晨来临时，葛雷格先生是第一个醒来的。 他睁开眼睛。他正要伸手去拿手表，看看时间。 但是他的手就是伸不出来。 “真有趣，”他说。“我的手在哪儿?”他静静地躺着，不知道发生了什么事。 也许他伤到了那只手? 他试了另一只手。这个也不会出来。

He sat up. Then, for the first time, he saw what he looked like! He gave a yell and jumped out of bed. Mrs Gregg woke up. And when she saw Mr Gregg standing there on the floor, she gave a yell, too. For he was now a tiny little man! He was maybe as tall as the seat of a chair, but no taller. And where his arms had been, he had a pair of duck's wings instead!

他坐了起来。然后，他第一次看到了自己的模样!他大叫一声，跳下床。 葛雷格太太醒了。当她看到葛雷格先生站在地板上时，她也叫了一声。 因为他现在是一个小人儿了!他可能和椅子一样高，但不会更高。 原来胳膊的地方，现在变成了一双鸭子的翅膀!