5. In the Tomb

5 In the Tomb Stanley found that no matter how many humps a camel may have, riding one was no joking matter. The camel lurched. Stanley slipped. The camel bumped. Stanley slid. He finally solved the problem by folding himself over its hump like a blanket. At last the caravan came to a stop. Stanley fell to the ground and looked

斯坦利在古墓里发现，不管骆驼有多少驼峰，骑骆驼可不是开玩笑的事。 骆驼蹒跚而行。斯坦利下滑。 骆驼撞了一下。斯坦利下滑。 他最后把自己像毯子一样叠在它的驼峰上，解决了这个问题。 大篷车终于停了下来。 斯坦利倒在地上看了看

up. And up. Somehow, pyramids had always looked a bit smaller in pictures. Sir Hawara brought Stanley around to the back, and then lit a torch and handed it to him. He pointed to a space just a few inches wide between two enormous stone blocks. "Remember, find the scrolls, and then unlock the tomb. No dillydallying." Stanley stared at the dark slot between the stones. He didn't think it looked like a place he would want to be dillydallying. He didn't think it looked like a place he would want to do anything in, in fact. But he reminded himself that this was an important archaeological expedition, and a promise

向上。和了。不知何故，金字塔在照片上看起来总是小一些。 花原爵士把斯坦利带到后面，然后点燃了一支火把递给他。 他指着两块巨大的石块之间只有几英寸宽的一块空地。 “记住，找到卷轴，然后打开坟墓。 没有犹豫不决了。”斯坦利凝视着石头之间的黑洞洞。 他不认为这是一个他愿意在这里磨磨蹭蹭的地方。 事实上，他不认为这是一个他想在里面做任何事情的地方。 但他提醒自己，这是一次重要的考古考察，也是一次承诺

was a promise. He took a deep breath and wedged himself into the passageway. Three inches is not very much room to get around in. Stanley had to half wriggle and half slide as he took little sideways hops, just to inch along slowly. After many twists and turns in the deepest darkness, he heard a leathery flapping. He felt a rush of wind, as if from a great many wings. He held up his torch and then out of the gloom... Bats! Hundreds of them! Thousands, perhaps! Stanley had disturbed a whole colony of bats, and they were coming right for him! He felt himself break into a cold sweat and a new set of goose disks. As the

是一个承诺。他深吸了一口气，挤进了通道。 三英寸的空间不是很大。 斯坦利一边扭着身子，一边滑着身子，慢慢地挪动着步子。 在最深的黑暗中迂回曲折之后，他听到了皮革般的拍打声。 他感到一阵狂风，仿佛是从许多翅膀上吹来的。 他举起火把，走出黑暗…… 蝙蝠!好几百只!数千人,也许!斯坦利惊动了一群蝙蝠，它们正朝他扑过来!他觉得自己出了一身冷汗，一副新的鹅盘。 随着

bats approached, Stanley leaped up and pressed himself against the stone wall. And he stuck there! The goose disks on his arms and legs, in combination with the cold sweat, had become little suction cups! Stanley hung perfectly still, pressed tight to the pyramid wall like a starfish, until the entire flock of bats had passed by. Then, as his fear subsided, the little goose disk suction cups let go one by one—thwop, thwop, thwop—and he slipped gently to

当蝙蝠靠近时，斯坦利跳了起来，紧紧地靠在石墙上。 他被困在那里了!他胳膊和腿上的鹅盘，加上冷汗，已经变成了小吸盘!斯坦利一动不动地挂着，像海星一样紧紧地贴在金字塔的墙上，直到整个蝙蝠群都过去了。 然后，当他的恐惧消退时，小鹅盘吸盘一个接一个地松开，扑通，扑通，扑通——他轻轻地滑到