Ch8-Home by Day

CHAPTER EIGHT Home by Day Jack could hear the flapping of wings and the sound of steady breathing. The lion flew in circles above the whirlpool. Then he soared in a great arc up through the sky. "We're going back now!" cried Annie.

八白天回家杰克能听到翅膀拍动的声音和平稳的呼吸声。 狮子在漩涡上空盘旋。 然后他在天空中划了一个大弧线。 “我们要回去了！”安妮叫道。

Jack lowered his head. He buried his face again in the lion's shaggy, wet mane. He didn't look up. He was too tired to think as he gave himself over to the lion's wondrous powers of flight. The lion carried Jack and Annie back through the dawn. As they glided over the calm sea, the waters sparkled with light from the rising sun. By the time the lion reached the skies over Venice, darkness had turned to day. Shades of lavender glowed above the city's towers, domes, and spires. Venice was veiled in a soft pink light.

杰克低下了头。他又把脸埋在狮子毛茸茸的湿鬃毛里。 他没有抬头。他太累了，无法思考，他沉浸在狮子神奇的飞行力量中。 狮子驮着杰克和安妮在黎明时分回来了。 当他们在平静的海面上滑行时，水面上闪烁着初升的太阳的光芒。 当狮子到达威尼斯上空时，黑暗已转为白昼。 薰衣草的阴影在城市的塔楼、圆顶和尖顶上闪烁。 威尼斯笼罩在柔和的粉红色光芒中。

The lion flew to Saint Mark's Square. He glided toward the clock tower, moving more and more slowly. Finally, he landed softly, like a cat, on the terrace of the tower. Jack took a deep breath and stroked the lion's golden mane. Then he and Annie climbed off the lion's back. Jack's legs felt wobbly. He clutched the lion for a moment to get his balance. The lion let out a low growl. He turned his huge head and licked Jack's hand. His rough tongue felt like sandpaper. Jack laughed. Annie laughed, too, as the lion licked her. "You were magnificent," she said. "Yeah," said Jack. "That was a great ride."

狮子飞到了圣马可广场。 他滑向钟楼，移动得越来越慢。 最后，他像一只猫一样轻轻地落在了塔楼的平台上。 杰克深吸了一口气，抚摸着狮子的金色鬃毛。 然后他和安妮从狮子背上爬下来。 杰克的腿摇摇晃晃。他抓住狮子好一会儿以保持平衡。 狮子发出一声低吼。 他转过头来，舔了舔杰克的手。 他那粗糙的舌头摸起来像砂纸。 杰克笑了。当狮子舔她时，安妮也笑了。 “你太棒了，”她说。 “是的，”杰克说。“那是一次很棒的旅行。”

The lion let out a long purr. Then he pulled away from the two of them and padded to the edge of the terrace. The lion gave Jack and Annie one last look over his shoulder. Then he leapt over the terrace railing and landed silently on the ledge below. Looking over the railing, Jack and Annie watched the living lion become a statue again. In an instant, his shaggy mane, golden back, powerful legs, tufted tail, and feathered wings all turned to carved gray stone. "Oh," said Jack sadly. He missed the living lion hiding inside the stone statue.

狮子发出一声长长的咕噜声。 然后他离开他们俩，蹑手蹑脚地走到阳台边上。 狮子回头看了杰克和安妮最后一眼。 然后他跳过阳台栏杆，静静地落在下面的窗台上。 杰克和安妮从栏杆上望过去，看到那头活生生的狮子又变成了雕像。 顷刻间，他浓密的鬃毛、金色的背部、有力的双腿、簇簇的尾巴和羽毛般的翅膀，全都变成了雕刻的灰色石头。 “哦，”杰克悲伤地说。他错过了藏在石像里的活狮子。

A thundering BONG! made Jack and Annie jump. Beside them, the two bronze men were striking their gigantic bell. They struck it six times. "It's six in the morning," said Annie. "We were gone a long time." "Yeah," said Jack. "Hey, look at the angel weather vane now," said Annie.

雷声隆隆！杰克和安妮跳了起来。 在他们旁边，两个铜人正在敲他们的大钟。 他们敲了六下。“现在是早上六点，”安妮说。 “我们离开了很长时间。” “是的，”杰克说。“嘿，看那个天使风向标，”安妮说。

Jack looked up at the gold angel on top of the watchtower. The weather vane was turning in the wind. It suddenly stopped and pointed toward the west. "Remember the last lines from Merlin's letter?" said Annie. She recited them from memory: An angel of gold will show you the way To the sea by night, and home by day. "I guess now that Venice is safe, the angel is telling us it's time to go home," said Jack. "Yep," said Annie. Jack picked up his backpack, and he and Annie headed down the stairs of the tower. When they reached the bottom, they stepped

杰克抬头看着瞭望塔顶上的金色天使。 风向标在风中转动。 它突然停了下来，指向西方。 “还记得梅林信的最后几行吗？”安妮说。 她凭记忆背诵道：一位黄金天使会指引你夜晚出海，白天回家的路。 “我想现在威尼斯安全了，天使是在告诉我们该回家了。”杰克说。 “是的，”安妮说。杰克拿起背包，和安妮一起走下塔楼的楼梯。 当他们到达底部时，他们走了