5. Mountie Martin

5 Mountie Martin The next morning Stanley and Nick said good-bye to their hosts and found the dogsled team in the village. There was only one seat, so Stanley gamely volunteered to ride flat, under everyone's feet. The ride was bumpy, but every time he was tempted to complain, Stanley recalled the magical sky he and Nick had seen.

第二天早上，斯坦利和尼克向他们的主人告别，在村子里找到了狗拉雪橇队。 只有一个座位，所以斯坦利勇敢地自告奋勇地骑在大家的脚下。 一路上颠簸不平，但每次他想抱怨的时候，斯坦利就会想起他和尼克看到的神奇天空。

At last they arrived at the city of Calgary. The dogsled driver dropped them off at the address Tulugaq had provided. Stanley and Nick knocked. When the door opened, Nick cried out, "This must be the wrong address! We're looking for Tulugaq's cousin." "Cousin Tulugaq sent you? Well, come on in, little pardners! This is the spot, all right!" "But how come you're not… How come you look like a cowboy?" Nick demanded—a little rudely, it must be said. "And native people can't be cowboys, is that it? Well, guess again, little pardner. This is Calgary, the Wild West of Canada. I'm Nauja and I'm Inuit… and I'm also a cowboy! Now come on in from the cold and meet my family!" "I guess I shouldn't have been surprised that a cousin of Tulugaq would be a cowboy," Stanley said thoughtfully after being introduced to Nauja's wife and children. "A girl I met at Mount Rushmore—Calamity Jasper—taught me that anyone can be a cowboy. She was part Lakota Sioux." A smile came to Stanley's face remembering her. "She taught me some other things, too," he

最后他们到达了卡尔加里市。 狗拉雪橇的人把他们送到了图鲁加克提供的地址。 斯坦利和尼克敲了敲门。门开了，尼克喊道:“这一定是错的地址!我们在找图鲁加克的表弟。” “图鲁加格表兄派你来的?”进来吧，小伙伴们!就是这里，好吧!”“可是你怎么不……你怎么看起来像个牛仔呢?”尼克问道——必须承认，有点粗鲁。 “土著人不能当牛仔，是吗?” 再猜一次，小伙伴。 这里是卡尔加里，加拿大的狂野西部。 我是努哈，我是因纽特人，我也是一名牛仔!现在从寒冷中进来吧，见见我的家人!”“我想我不应该对图鲁加克的堂兄会是一个牛仔感到惊讶，”斯坦利在被介绍给诺佳的妻子和孩子后若有所思地说。 “我在拉什莫山遇到的一个女孩告诉我，任何人都可以成为牛仔。 她有拉科塔苏族血统。” 想起她，斯坦利脸上露出了笑容。 “她还教了我一些其他的东西，”他说

said. "Do you have a rope I could borrow?" Nauja brought a length of rope, and then Stanley entertained everyone with lariat tricks the cowgirl had shown him. Nick sat in a corner, scowling. "Nobody likes a show-off, you know!" he muttered. Just then a knock came at the door. There on the steps stood a man wearing a bright red coat, a big tan hat, and tall brown boots. He towered over everyone, so straight and powerful-looking, Stanley wondered for a minute if he was real. Nauja gave the man a big bear hug. "Mountie Martin! What are you doing here, so far from Quebec?" "Working. My partner and I chased a dangerous desperado out here. I figure… I'm so close to mon cher cousin I might as well stop by for a quick visit… non?" "You're Nauja's cousin, too? And Tulugaq's?" asked Nick. "Oui. The French-Canadian side of the family, by marriage. Mountie Martin, at your service," he saluted to the boys. "And who might you be?"

说。“你有绳子可以借我吗?”娜佳带来了一段绳子，然后斯坦利用牛仔女给他看的套索把戏来娱乐大家。 尼克坐在角落里，皱着眉头。 “你知道，没人喜欢爱炫耀的人!” 就在这时，有人敲门。 台阶上站着一个人，他穿着一件鲜红色的外套，戴着一顶棕色的大帽子，脚上穿着一双棕色的长靴。 他比所有人都高大，显得那么笔直有力，斯坦利一时怀疑他是不是真的。 诺佳给了他一个大大的熊抱。 “加拿大骑警马丁!你到这儿来干什么，离魁北克这么远?””工作。 我和搭档在这里追一个危险的亡命之徒。 我想……我和我亲爱的表妹关系这么近，我不妨顺道去拜访一下……好吗?”“你也是娜佳的表妹?” 那图鲁加克的呢?”尼克问。 “是的。法裔加拿大人的家族，通过婚姻。 马丁骑警，听候差遣。”他向孩子们敬礼。 “你是谁呢?”

The boys introduced themselves and explained they were trying to get to Niagara Falls. Then Stanley asked what he was dying to know. "That dangerous desperado you were chasing… did you get him?" The Mountie beamed. "But of course I got him, mon ami!" he cried. "I am a Royal Canadian Mounted Police officer. We always get our man! Now, how would you fellows like a ride to Quebec? My partner had to fly back with the desperado, and I could use the company. I could get you a lot closer to Niagara Falls." Nick and Stanley made their goodbyes and got into Mountie Martin's cruiser. The Mountie made adjustments to Stanley's seat belt until it held him snugly. "Safety first, eh? No matter the shape!"

男孩们做了自我介绍，并解释说他们想去尼亚加拉大瀑布。 然后斯坦利问他迫切想知道什么。 “你追的那个危险的亡命之徒……你抓住他了吗?”骑警笑了。 “我当然抓住他了，我的朋友!”他喊道。 “我是加拿大皇家骑警。 我们总能抓到我们的人!现在，你们想坐车去魁北克吗? 我的搭档不得不带着亡命之徒飞回来，我可以利用他的陪伴。 我可以让你离尼亚加拉大瀑布更近。” 尼克和斯坦利道别后，上了马丁骑警的巡逻车。 骑警调整了斯坦利的安全带，直到它紧紧地抱住他。 “安全第一，嗯?”不管形状如何!”

Mountie Martin insisted they begin the trip with a big meal of Canadian specialties. "My treat," he said. "The United States of America is our neighbor. I am just being neighborly while you are visiting us!" The boys—having the healthy appetites that travel brings on—enjoyed everything. Stanley's favorite was poutine. "French fries with cheese and gravy… what could be better?" he asked. "Maple taffy," answered Nick. He poured more hot syrup over snow for a second helping of the sticky dessert. Back on the road, Mountie Martin was a good guide. He pointed out mountains, rivers, and cities as they covered the vast and beautiful lands of Canada. All the sights seemed to remind him of a story or an interesting bit of history. Whatever he said, Nick seemed to already know about it. On the second day, the conversation turned to sports. "Canada was a good choice for the 2010 Olympic Games," Mountie Martin said. "We are a nation of winter-sports lovers!" At that, Nick listed all his favorites: skiing, skating, luging, and snowboarding. Nick was an expert at everything. Stanley slid down in his seat

马丁骑警坚持要他们以一顿丰盛的加拿大特色菜开始旅行。 “我请客，”他说。“美利坚合众国是我们的邻居。 你来看我们，我只是表示友好而已!”男孩们——因为旅行而胃口很好——享受一切。 斯坦利最喜欢的是肉汤。 “薯条配奶酪和肉汁……还有比这更好的吗?”他问道。 “枫糖太妃糖，”尼克回答。 他在雪上又倒了些热糖浆，又吃了一份黏糊糊的甜点。 回到路上，马丁骑警是个好向导。 他指出山脉、河流和城市，因为它们覆盖了加拿大广阔而美丽的土地。 所有的景色似乎都让他想起了一个故事或一段有趣的历史。 不管尼克说什么，他似乎已经知道了。 第二天，话题转到了体育上。 “加拿大是2010年奥运会的一个好选择，”马丁说。 “我们是一个热爱冬季运动的国家!”然后，尼克列出了他最喜欢的:滑雪、滑冰、雪橇和单板滑雪。 尼克在各方面都是专家。 斯坦利从座位上滑了下来

and stared out the window. At least, he thought, at least with every minute we are getting closer to Niagara Falls. And closer to home… "How about you, Stanley?" Mountie Martin interrupted his thoughts. "Who's your favorite team?" "Excuse me?" "We were talking about hockey. Here in Canada, it is our national sport—the greatest sport in the history of the world!" Stanley slid even farther down in his seat. "I've never seen a game," he mumbled, almost to himself. "I'm a huge fan!" Nick exclaimed. "I've been to lots of games!" Mountie Martin braked abruptly—but with caution and complete control. He pulled the cruiser over to the shoulder of the road and snapped the flashing lights on. "Safety first," he explained. "Now, would you please say that again, young man?" Nick beamed. "I said I've been to lots of hockey games—I'm the biggest fan!" "No, not you," the Mountie said. He nodded to Stanley. "You, mon ami. What did you just say?"

凝视着窗外。 至少，他想，每过一分钟，我们就离尼亚加拉大瀑布更近了。 “你呢，斯坦利?”马丁警官打断了他的思绪。 “你最喜欢哪支球队?”“对不起?”“我们在谈论曲棍球。 在加拿大，它是我们的民族运动——世界历史上最伟大的运动!”斯坦利在座位上滑得更厉害了。 “我从来没看过比赛，”他喃喃自语，几乎是自言自语。 “我是你的超级粉丝!”尼克说。 “我看过很多比赛!”马丁骑警突然刹车，但小心翼翼，完全控制住了。 他把巡逻车停在路肩上，啪的一声打开了闪光灯。 “安全第一，”他解释道。 “现在，请你再说一遍好吗，年轻人?”尼克发射。 “我说我看过很多冰球比赛——我是最忠实的球迷!”“不，不是你，”骑警说。 他向斯坦利点了点头。“你，我的朋友。 你刚才说什么?”