Ch8-Munith Mor

CHAPTER EIGHT Munith Mor

第八章史密斯·莫尔

The oxen bellowed. Oki barked wildly. "Jack! Annie!" Guinevere cried. As she climbed out of the back of the cart, Oki was barking, but King Arthur slept on. "Are you all right?" "Yes, Your Majesty," Annie said, standing up with Jack. "The rope snapped in two," said Jack. "I see," said the queen. The wooden pole that had been lashed to the oxen's yoke had fallen to the ground. The rope was frayed and broken. The oxen were no longer connected to the cart. "Can we fix it?" Annie asked hopefully. "No, I fear not," the queen said, holding the pieces of the rope. She took a deep breath. "Nothing can be fixed now. Even if we get to Munith Mor and find the gold dragon statue, we will never get back to Camelot's garden by dawn." "Oh," said Annie. No one said anything for a moment. Finally Jack broke the silence. "We never give up," he said. "We have to do something." "Like what?" said Annie.

牛在吼叫。奥基狂吠着。 “杰克!安妮!”漂亮宝贝哭了。 当她从马车后面爬出来时，奥基在叫，但亚瑟王继续睡觉。 “你没事吧？”“是的，陛下。”安妮说着，和杰克一起站了起来。 “绳子断成两截了。”杰克说。 “我明白了，”王后说。拴在牛轭上的木杆掉在地上了。 绳子磨损断了。 牛不再与大车相连了。 “我们能修好它吗？”安妮满怀希望地问。 “不，恐怕不行。”王后说着，手里拿着绳子。 她深吸了一口气。“现在什么都无法修复了。 即使我们到达了史密斯莫尔，找到了金龙雕像，我们也不可能在黎明前回到卡梅洛特的花园。” “哦，”安妮说。一时间谁也没说话。 终于，杰克打破了沉默。 “我们从不放弃，”他说。 “我们必须做点什么。” “比如什么？”安妮说。

"We'll have to walk," said Jack. "The king cannot walk, Jack," said the queen. "He is too weak." "Then we'll pull him in the cart," said Jack. "The pole is still attached. Annie and I can pick it up and pull the cart to Munith Mor." "Sure," said Annie. "It's not that far. We're almost there. We can do it." Guinevere took a deep breath. "Yes," she said. "Thank you, children. I will pull, too." "Should we take the yoke off the oxen first?" Annie asked. "Maybe they'll return home on their own." "Yes, of course," said the queen. With Guinevere's help, Jack and Annie lifted the heavy yoke from the necks of the two oxen and set it on the ground. "Go home. You're free," Jack said. Neither ox moved. "Go back home to Camelot," said Annie. "That's what we need you to do now. Don't worry about us."

“我们得走着去。”杰克说。 “国王不能走路，杰克，”王后说。 “他太虚弱了。”“那我们就把他拉上车，”杰克说。 “杆子还连着。 安妮和我可以把它捡起来，然后把车拉到史密斯莫尔。” “当然，”安妮说。“没那么远。 我们就快到了。我们可以做到。” 桂尼维尔深吸了一口气。 “是的，”她说。“谢谢你们，孩子们。 我也要拉。”“我们应该先把牛的轭卸下来吗？”安妮问。 “也许他们会自己回家。” “是的，当然。”王后说。 在吉娜薇的帮助下，杰克和安妮把沉重的轭从两头牛的脖子上取下来，放在地上。 “回家。你自由了。”杰克说。 两头牛都不动。“回卡梅洛特的家去吧，”安妮说。 “这就是我们现在需要你做的。 别为我们担心。”

The heavy animals snorted. Then they both began lumbering back across the moor. "Good job! Bye, guys! Thanks!" Annie called after them. "Come on, let's get going," said Jack. He picked up his pack. As he placed it in the back of the cart, he saw that the king was still sleeping in the hay under his cloak. Oki was lying on the king's chest. "Good dog. Stay with him," Jack whispered. Jack hurried to Annie and Guinevere. "Ready?" he said. "Ready," they both answered. Jack and Annie stood at one end of the pole, and Guinevere stood at the other. "Okay, team!" said Jack. "Grab and lift!" All of them wrapped their arms around the wooden pole. "Heave!" said Annie. Puffing and panting, they lifted the pole off the ground. "Onward!" said Jack. Gripping the pole, they struggled together, trying to move the cart forward. But it didn't budge. "Wait, I'll push," said Jack. He went to the back of the cart and pushed. He pushed so hard that his

那些笨重的动物哼了一声。 然后他们俩开始笨重地穿过沼地往回走。 “好!再见,伙计们!谢谢!”安妮在他们身后喊道。 “来吧，我们走吧，”杰克说。 他拿起他的背包。当他把它放在马车的后面时，他看到国王仍然在他的斗篷下睡在干草里。 Oki躺在国王的胸口上。 “好狗狗。跟着他。”杰克小声说。 杰克匆匆走向安妮和桂妮薇。 “准备好了吗？”他说。“准备好了。”他们俩都回答。 杰克和安妮站在柱子的一头，桂尼维尔站在另一头。 “好了，队员们！”杰克说。“抓起来！”他们都把胳膊搂在木杆上。 “拉！”安妮说。他们气喘吁吁地把杆子从地上抬起来。 “前进！”杰克说。他们抓着杆子，一起挣扎着，想把车往前推。 但它没有动。“等等，我来推。”杰克说。 他走到车的后面推了推。 他太努力了，以至于他的

feet slipped, and he fell to his knees. But he scrambled up and tried again. As Jack pushed, Annie and Guinevere pulled from the front. The cart rocked forward, then slipped back. Jack pushed as hard as he could. Finally the wheels creaked and moaned, and the cart began rolling over the ground.

脚一滑，他跪倒在地。 但他爬了起来，又试了一次。 杰克推着，安妮和吉娜薇从前面拉着。 马车向前摇晃，然后又向后滑动。 杰克用尽全力推着。 最后，车轮嘎吱作响，发出呻吟声，马车开始在地上滚动。