9 Flotsam, Jetsam and Castaways

CHAPTER 9 FLOTSAM, JETSAM… AND CASTAWAYS Oh—there you are. Hello! What a night—that was some storm, huh? Hope you didn't get too wet. We got a lot wet, and there's quite a bit of damage to the treehouse, which is why we've come down to the beach this morning to scavenge a few bits and pieces

第九章漂浮物，漂浮物和漂流者哦，你们在这里。 你好!多么糟糕的一晚，暴风雨来了，是吧？ 希望你没有太湿。 我们全身都湿透了，树屋也受到了相当大的破坏，所以我们今天早上才到海滩来捡一些碎片

to help us fix it up again. And there are a lot of bits and pieces down here because a ship was wrecked during the night. It's quite a coincidence, actually, considering that I had just been telling you the story of how we—and Captain Woodenhead and his crew—were shipwrecked here, but I guess it's not so surprising because it is a very dangerous coastline and that was a very rough storm. Everything we need is here. There are planks of wood, torn pieces of sail, barrels, wooden chests, heaps of rope, piles of potatoes… and even a cannon!

帮我们把它修好。 这里有很多碎片，因为一艘船在晚上失事了。 实际上，考虑到我刚才给你们讲了我们——还有伍德黑德船长和他的船员们——是如何在这里遭遇海难的，这真是个巧合。不过我想这也不足为奇，因为这是一条非常危险的海岸线，而且那又是一场非常猛烈的风暴。 我们需要的一切都在这里。 这里有木板、破帆、木桶、木箱、成堆的绳子、成堆的土豆……甚至还有一门大炮！

"Cool!" says Terry. "I've always wanted a cannon!" "Why?" says Jill. "Because they're really useful." "Really useful for what?" "I don't know… lots of stuff," says Terry. "Say if you needed to deliver something in a hurry, like… say… a book to your publisher, you could put it in the cannon and fire it over." "Oh yeah, I didn't think of that," says Jill. Terry and I collect armfuls of wood and rope and load them into Jill's flying-cat sleigh.

“酷！”特里说。“我一直想要一门大炮！”“为什么？”吉尔问。 “因为它们真的很有用。” “真正有用的是什么？”“我不知道……很多东西，”特里说。 “比如说，如果你需要匆忙交付一些东西，比如……比如说……给你的出版商一本书，你可以把它放在大炮里，然后发射出去。” “哦，是啊，我没想到这一点，”吉尔说。 特里和我收集了很多木头和绳子，把它们装进吉尔的飞猫雪橇。

"Hey, you guys," calls Jill from farther up the beach. "Come here, quick!" Terry and I run to join her. She's standing in front of a body lying facedown on the sand. "He must be one of the sailors from the ship," she says. "Look, here's another one," says Terry.

“嘿，伙计们。”吉尔从海滩那边喊道。 “快过来！”泰瑞和我跑过去和她会合。 她站在一具脸朝下躺在沙滩上的尸体前。 “他一定是船上的一个水手，”她说。 “看，这里还有一个，”特里说。

"And here's another one," I say, rushing down to the water to pull a waterlogged body onto the sand. And then we find another…

“这里还有一个，”我说，冲到水边，把一个浸透了水的尸体拖到沙滩上。 然后我们找到另一个…

and another… and another…

又一个……又一个……