Ch6-The Hunt of the Unicorn

CHAPTER SIX The Hant of the Vnicorn There were seven tapestries in all. Each was almost as high as the wooden ceiling. Jack read aloud from a sign on the wall under the first one: The Hunt of the Unicorn Tapestries woven in the Netherlands

第六章独角兽的猎人一共有七幅挂毯。 每一个都几乎和木制天花板一样高。 杰克大声读着第一张桌子下面墙上的牌子：“猎杀独角兽”，荷兰编织的挂毯

at the end of the 1400s The first tapestry showed hunters and hounds searching for the unicorn. The second showed the unicorn being found. The other tapestries showed the unicorn trying to escape, leaping from a stream, chased by hounds, then captured and slain by the hunters' spears. Oddly, the last tapestry showed the unicorn alive again. He was sitting in a garden of flowers surrounded by a wooden fence. There was a wide blue and gold collar around his neck, and he was chained to a tree. "That's him," Annie said softly.

15世纪末，第一张挂毯描绘的是猎人和猎犬寻找独角兽的画面。 第二幅画的是独角兽被发现的情景。 其他的挂毯描绘的是独角兽试图逃跑，从一条小溪上跳下来，被猎犬追赶，然后被猎人的长矛捕获并杀死。 奇怪的是，最后一幅挂毯上的独角兽又复活了。 他坐在一个有木栅栏围着的花圃里。 他的脖子上有一个宽大的蓝金相间的项圈，他被锁在一棵树上。 “就是他，”安妮轻声说。

"How can it be him?" said Jack. "He's a picture in a tapestry." "Read Merlin's poem again," said Annie. Jack unbuckled his briefcase and pulled out the parchment scroll. He read aloud. The very last unicorn Is now hidden well By those who have put him Under a spell. "The unicorn is hidden in the tapestry," said Annie. "The people who wove it must be the ones who put him under a spell." "Hmm…," said Jack. He read on.

“怎么可能是他？”杰克说。 “他是挂毯上的一幅画。” “再读一遍梅林的诗，”安妮说。 杰克打开公文包，拿出羊皮纸卷轴。 他大声朗读。最后一只独角兽被施咒的人藏得很好。 “独角兽藏在挂毯里，”安妮说。 “编织它的人一定是给他下了魔咒的人。” “嗯……”杰克说。他继续读下去。

Four centuries, four decades From that afternoon, At the end of November, Before the blue moon… "Stop, do the math," said Annie. "Right," said Jack. He took out his notebook and pencil. "Okay, four centuries is four hundred, and four decades is forty. Add 'em up, you get four hundred forty. Then if you subtract four hundred forty from 1938, you get… 1498." "It works!" said Annie. "The sign says the tapestries were woven at the end of the 1400s! And it's the end of November, and Mr. Perkins said there's a blue moon tonight!" "Oh, man," whispered Jack. He kept reading.

四个世纪，四十年后的那个下午，在十一月底，在蓝月亮之前……“停下来，算算吧，”安妮说。 “好的，”杰克说。他拿出笔记本和铅笔。 “好吧，四个世纪是四百，四十年是四十。 把它们加起来，你得到440。 然后，如果从1938年减去440，就得到……1498。” “管用！”安妮说。“招牌上写着挂毯是15世纪末编织的！”现在是十一月底，珀金斯先生说今晚会有蓝月亮！”“哦，天哪，”杰克低声说。 他继续读。

He will wake once more And be free to go home If you call out his name: Divine Flower of Rome. Annie looked up at the tapestry. "Divine Flower!" she called. Nothing happened. "Divine Flower of Rome!" Jack called. Jack and Annie watched and waited. Nothing changed in the tapestry. It looked exactly the same. "Maybe he's not the right unicorn after all," said Jack.

只要你呼唤他的名字，他就会再次醒来，自由地回家：罗马神圣之花。 安妮抬头看着挂毯。 “神圣的花朵！”她喊道。 什么也没有发生。“神圣的罗马之花！”杰克叫。 杰克和安妮看着，等待着。 挂毯上没有任何变化。 看起来一模一样。 “也许它根本就不是真正的独角兽。”杰克说。

"Maybe it's just not the right name," said Annie. "Read the rest." Jack read more of the poem. You must coax him to stand Once his name is spoken. His chain will break And the sipell, too, be broken. "He is the right unicorn!" said Annie. "See? There's the chain!" She pointed to the chain in the last tapestry. "Yeah, but why didn't calling his name work?" said Jack. "Why didn't he wake up?" "I don't know," said Annie. "What else does the poem say?"

“也许只是名字不对，”安妮说。 “读剩下的部分。”杰克又读了一些这首诗。 一旦叫到他的名字，你必须哄他站起来。 他的锁链必折断，他的锁链也必折断。 “他就是我要找的独角兽！”安妮说。 “看到了吗?那是链子！”她指着最后一幅挂毯上的链子。 “是的，但是为什么叫他的名字不起作用呢？”杰克说。 “他为什么没有醒来？”“我不知道，”安妮说。 “这首诗还说了什么？”