小屁孩树屋历险记 · 10 The 130-Storey Treehouse
CHAPTER 9 FLAMING EYEBALLS 'FLAMING EYEBALLS!' yelled Terry. 'You were right, Andy—they're burning up!'
第九章火眼金睛火眼金睛!特里喊道。 “你说得对,安迪——它们烧起来了!”
'Those poor eyeballs,' said Jill. 'Are you kidding?' I said. 'Those poor eyeballs were happy to see us fight each other to the death just for their amusement.' 'I know,' said Jill. 'But I don't like seeing any living creatures suffer—no matter how mean they are.'
“可怜的眼珠。”吉尔说。 “你在开玩笑吧?”我说。 “那些可怜的眼睛很高兴看到我们为了他们的娱乐而自相残杀。“我知道,”吉尔说。 “可我不喜欢看到任何生灵受苦——不管他们有多卑鄙。”
'That worked out pretty well,' said Terry after the last of the eyeballs had flamed out of view. 'We defeated the giant flying eyeballs, and have put an end to their intergalactic death battles forever. The aliens of the universe can now live in peace, free from the fear of being abducted by eyeballs, and it's all thanks to us!' 'There's just one small problem,' said Jill, wiping sweat from her brow. 'Well, one big problem, really. We seem to be getting awfully close to the sun ourselves. Are you sure your calculations are correct, Andy?'
“效果不错,”最后一个眼球消失后,特里说。 “我们打败了巨大的飞行眼球,并永远结束了他们的星际死亡之战。 宇宙中的外星人现在可以和平生活了,不用担心被眼球绑架,这都要感谢我们!“只是有一个小问题。”吉尔说着,擦去了额头上的汗水。 “嗯,有一个大问题,真的。 我们自己似乎离太阳越来越近了。 你确定你的计算是正确的吗,安迪?”
'Of course I am,' I said. 'But you can check them if you want.' Terry took the page from my hand and examined it. 'These aren't calculations,' he said. 'It's just scribble!'
“当然了,”我说。“不过如果你愿意的话,你可以检查一下。”特里从我手中接过那页纸,仔细看了看。 他说,这些不是计算。 “就是乱涂乱画!”
'No, it's not,' I said. 'It just seems like that to you because you don't understand astrology. My calculations are far beyond your comprehension.' 'No, they're not,' said Terry. 'Yes, they are,' I said. 'They're NOT!' 'They ARE!' 'NOT!' 'ARE!' 'NOT!' 'ARE!' As you can see, I was easily winning the argument— well, that was until we got so close to the sun that the page of calculations started smoking and then caught fire in Terry's hand. 'Ouch!' he said as he dropped it and stamped out the flames. 'It's getting really hot!' said Jill. 'I feel like I'm
“不,不是,”我说。“你这么想只是因为你不懂占星术。 我的计算远远超出了你的理解。“不,不是,”特里说。 “是的,他们是,”我说。“他们不是!“是的!”“不!“是!“不!“是!”正如你所看到的,我很容易就赢得了这场争论——嗯,直到我们离太阳太近了,计算页开始冒烟,然后在特里手里着了火。 “哎哟!”他一边说,一边把它扔掉,踩灭了火焰。 “天气越来越热了!”吉尔说。 “我觉得我是
melting—in fact, I think I am melting!' 'Me too,' said Terry. 'My legs have gone all soft.' I was starting to melt, too. I mean, it was hot! And when I say 'it was hot', I mean it was REALLY hot. And when I say 'it was REALLY hot', I mean it was REALLY REALLY hot! But just when we thought we couldn't take it any more, we didn't have to…
融化——事实上,我想我正在融化!“我也是,”特里说。 “我的腿都软了。”我也开始融化了。 我是说,太热了!当我说it was hot的时候,我的意思是它真的很热。 当我说it was REALLY hot的时候,我的意思是它真的非常非常热!但就在我们觉得我们再也无法忍受的时候,我们不必……
