11-WHAT A SMELL, WHAT A STENCH, WHAT A STINK!

WHAT A SMELL, WHAT A STENCH, WHAT A STINK! Just then, Professor SPITFUR began shrieking. "Look out! What are you doing? That's very precious raw material!" he cried. I scanned the stable, scratching my fur. "W-what? what raw material?" I stammered. The SMELL in the stable was making me dizzy. I felt faint. It was worse than the time my grouchy Grandma Onewhisker burned her revolting blue cheese and gouda casserole. The professor lowered his voice as if he were about to let me in on a BIG SECRET.

多么难闻，多么恶臭，多么难闻!就在这时，痰盂教授开始尖叫起来。 “当心!你在干什么? 那是非常珍贵的原料!”他叫道。 我扫了一眼马厩，挠了挠皮毛。 “W-what ?什么原料?”我结结巴巴地说。 马厩里的气味让我头晕。 我感到头晕。这比我那爱发牢骚的奶奶烧了她那恶心的蓝奶酪和豪达砂锅还要糟糕。 教授放低了声音，好像要告诉我一个大秘密似的。

"You must have figured it out by now, right?" he whispered. "The raw material I use to produce energy is camel dung!" He dragged me out of the laboratory. Then he pointed to a yellow building in the shape of a Swiss cheese pyramid. Smelly brown smoke drifted out from its chimney. Beside the pyramid stood some huge solar panels. "I use the sun to fuel the boiler. Then I ferment the camel dung," the professor explained, "The fumes turn on an engine that creates energy!" I gasped, choked by the fumes. What a SMELL, what a stench, what a stink! I'm never going to get this stink out of my fur, I thought. No one will want to sit next to me on the plane ride home. They'll have to

“你现在一定已经想通了，对吧?”他小声说。 “我用来生产能源的原料是骆驼粪!”他把我从实验室拖了出来。 然后他指着一座瑞士奶酪金字塔形状的黄色建筑。 难闻的棕色烟从烟囱里飘出来。 在金字塔旁边矗立着一些巨大的太阳能电池板。 “我用太阳给锅炉提供燃料。 “然后，我把骆驼粪发酵，”教授解释说，“这些气体启动了一个发动机，产生了能量!”我喘着气，被烟雾呛住了。 多么难闻的气味，多么恶臭，多么难闻!我想，我永远也洗不掉皮毛上的臭味了。 在回家的飞机上没人愿意坐在我旁边。 他们必须这么做

hand out clothespins to the other passengers. Or maybe they'll give me a special seat— attached to the outside of the plane! Oh, well. I couldn't worry about that now. I was getting too excited about the professor's discovery. It looked like his invention really worked! I glanced down at my notes. "Professor SPITFUR, are you saying that camel dung can make ENERGY?" I asked. The professor shook his head and chuckled. "Well, not exactly," he explained. "You see, you also need a secret ingredient. A strictly HUSH-HUSH INGREDIENT that I hide in here!" As he spoke, he hit his forehead with his paw. I kept on writing: "ingredient... big secret... in here..."

把衣夹发给其他乘客。 或者他们会给我一个特殊的座位——附在飞机的外面!哦,好吧。 我现在不能担心这个。 教授的发现让我太兴奋了。 看起来他的发明真的起作用了!我低头看了看笔记。 “痰盂教授，你是说骆驼粪能产生能量吗?”我问。 教授摇了摇头，咯咯地笑了。 “嗯，不完全是，”他解释说。 “你看，你还需要一种秘方。 我藏在这里的一种绝对保密的配料!”他一边说，一边用爪子打他的前额。 我继续写:“配料…… 大秘密……在这里……”

"Yes, Stilton," the professor splattered on. "I keep the secret inside my creaky old brain, my noggin, my think box! And do you know, Stilton, where I got the idea for this secret ingredient from? nkledc. Do you, Stilton?! well, do you?!"

“是的，斯蒂尔顿，”教授滔滔不绝地说。 “我把秘密藏在我那老朽的大脑里，我的脑袋里，我的思维箱里!斯蒂尔顿，你知道我是怎么想到这个秘方的吗? 是吗，斯蒂尔顿?!你知道吗?”

I hopped about. The professor was getting more excited than a cat on a Royal Rodent luxury cruise ship. He was spitting up a storm! "No," I answered, trying to avoid another shower of rat saliva. "How should I know?" The professor lowered his voice again and squeaked, "I got the idea from the ancient writing inside CHEOPS's pyramid!"

我跳来跳去。教授比皇家啮齿动物豪华游轮上的猫还兴奋。 他吐了一场风暴!“不，”我回答，试图避免另一场老鼠的口水雨。 “我怎么知道?”教授又压低了声音，尖声说:“我是从奇奥普斯金字塔里的古代文字中得到这个想法的!”