5 Don’t Move!

5 DON'T MOVE! Speedy stayed far ahead of Jack and Annie. He dashed into the thicket. "Speedy! Where are you?" Annie called. The bush baby croaked from inside the bushes. "Come out from there!" said Annie. She tried pushing through the closely packed shrubs. "Oww! Oww!" Annie cried, jumping back. She rubbed her arms. "That really hurt!" "No wonder!" said Jack. "Look!" Jutting out between the feathery leaves of the bushes were dagger-like thorns. Each spike was three or four inches long. "Yikes," said Annie. "We can't go in there," said Jack. "We'll get stabbed to death." "But what about Speedy?" said Annie. "I don't know," said Jack. "Maybe he'll—" "Shh! Listen," said Annie.

不要动！飞毛腿远远走在杰克和安妮的前面。 他冲进了灌木丛。 “快速!你在哪儿？”安妮叫。 灌木丛里的婴儿呱呱地叫着。 “从那里出来！”安妮说。 她试着穿过密密麻麻的灌木丛。 “嗷!嗷!”安妮叫着，跳了回去。 她揉了揉胳膊。“真疼！”“难怪！”杰克说。 “看!”从灌木的羽状叶子间伸出来的是匕首似的刺。 每个钉子有三到四英寸长。 “哎呀，”安妮说。“我们不能进去，”杰克说。 “我们会被捅死的。” “那飞毛腿怎么办？”安妮说。 “我不知道，”杰克说。 “也许他会——”“嘘！听着，”安妮说。

Jack held his breath. Loud snuffling and snorting noises came from the thornbushes. "That doesn't sound like Speedy," Annie said. Jack shook his head. "It's not Speedy," he said. "So what is it?" whispered Annie. The snuffling and snorting grew louder. Annie carefully tried to pull back a thorny branch. Jack grabbed her arm. "Don't," he whispered. "Something's hiding in there. Something way bigger than a bush baby." "Like what?" whispered Annie. "I don't know," whispered Jack. "Just back up. Slowly. One step at a time." "But Speedy—" started Annie. "Now!" Jack whispered. The two of them carefully stepped back. A growling sound came from the bushes. Jack's heart pounded as he looked around. They could run down the dirt road—or across the grassy plain. But a hungry animal could chase them and catch them. His eyes rested on a tree near the bushes. Beneath the leafy top were bare branches.

杰克屏住了呼吸。从荆棘丛中传来了巨大的鼻塞声和喷鼻声。 “听起来不像飞毛腿，”安妮说。 杰克摇了摇头。“不是飞毛腿，”他说。 “那是怎么回事？”安妮小声说。 鼻音和鼻息声越来越大。 安妮小心翼翼地试图把一根带刺的树枝拔回来。 杰克抓住她的胳膊。“不要，”他低声说。 “有什么东西藏在里面。 比丛林婴儿大得多的东西。” “比如什么？”安妮小声说。 “我不知道。”杰克小声说。 “退后。缓慢。一步一步来。” “可是斯皮迪——”安妮说。 “现在!”杰克小声说。他们俩小心翼翼地往后退。 灌木丛中传来咆哮的声音。 杰克环顾四周，心怦怦直跳。 他们可以沿着土路奔跑，也可以穿过草地。 但是饥饿的动物可以追逐并抓住它们。 他的目光停留在灌木丛附近的一棵树上。 在枝繁叶茂的树梢下面是光秃秃的树枝。

"Let's climb that tree," he said. "We can wait there till the Safari Ride comes back." "What about Speedy?" said Annie. "We'll figure that out once we're safe," said Jack. The bushes started to shake. Jack heard twigs and branches snap. "Go! Now!" said Jack. Jack and Annie dashed to the tree. "Hurry!" Jack said. Annie grabbed a limb and pulled herself up. Jack followed, lifting himself onto a branch near her. As he tried to climb higher, his hand was stuck by thorns. "Ouch!" he cried. "Are you okay?" Annie said. "Watch out! There are thorns here, too! They're near the top," Jack said. Jack and Annie settled on bare branches just below the crown of the tree. "Look!" said Annie. A huge head emerged from the thicket. The head had upright ears and a long horn growing from its snout. "Oh, man," Jack whispered. "A rhino!" said Annie.

“我们爬上那棵树吧，”他说。 “我们可以在那里等游猎游回来。” “那飞毛腿呢？”安妮说。 “等我们安全了再想办法。”杰克说。 灌木丛开始摇晃。 杰克听到树枝折断的声音。 “去!现在！”杰克说。杰克和安妮冲向树。 “快点!”杰克说。安妮抓住一根树枝，爬了起来。 杰克紧随其后，爬到她附近的一根树枝上。 当他试图爬得更高时，他的手被荆棘扎住了。 “哎哟！”“你还好吗？”安妮说。 “小心!这里也有刺！他们快到山顶了。”杰克说。 杰克和安妮在树冠下面光秃秃的树枝上坐了下来。 “看！”安妮说。一个巨大的脑袋从灌木丛中冒了出来。 它的头有直立的耳朵和长在鼻子上的长角。 “哦，天哪，”杰克低声说。 “犀牛！”安妮说。

The rhino grunted and lumbered out from the bushes. Its wide, bulky body was covered with wrinkled dark-gray skin.

犀牛哼了一声，笨重地从灌木丛中走了出来。 它又宽又大的身体上覆盖着皱巴巴的深灰色皮肤。

"A real rhino," Annie said. "Rhinos are dangerous, don't forget," said Jack. "Where's Speedy?" said Annie. "Shh! Don't call out to him," Jack whispered. "Remember Jomo said a rhino can crush you or stab you." The rhino moved forward on thick, heavy legs. It swung its head from side to side. Jack held his breath, afraid the animal might see them. "Don't move," he whispered. "Rhinos can't see well," Annie said softly. "They rely on hearing and smell." "Then don't talk," whispered Jack. "But do you think Speedy's safe?" Annie whispered. "Shh! Quiet!" The rhino turned its gaze in their direction. It twitched its ears, as if trying to hear them. It snorted, as if trying to smell them. Can a rhino knock down a tree? Jack wondered. Is a rhino the "danger" in Morgan's rhyme? Jack quietly pulled Morgan's note from his back pocket. He read to himself:

“一只真正的犀牛，”安妮说。 “犀牛很危险，别忘了，”杰克说。 “飞毛腿在哪儿？”安妮问。 “嘘!不要叫他，”杰克低声说。 “还记得乔莫说过犀牛可以碾压你，也可以刺伤你。” 犀牛用粗壮的腿向前移动。 它左右摆动着脑袋。 杰克屏住呼吸，担心那只动物会看到他们。 “别动。”他小声说。 “犀牛看不清楚，”安妮轻声说。 “它们依靠听觉和嗅觉。” “那就别说话。”杰克小声说。 “但你认为飞毛腿安全吗？”安妮小声说。 “嘘!安静!”犀牛把目光转向他们的方向。 它扭动着耳朵，好像想要听到他们的声音。 它哼了一声，好像想闻到它们的味道。 犀牛能把树撞倒吗？ 杰克想知道。犀牛是摩根押韵诗里的“危险”吗？ 杰克悄悄地从后口袋里掏出摩根的纸条。 他自言自语道：