13 The Past has a Way of Catching Up with You

13. THE PAST HAS A WAY OF CATCHING UP WITH YOU Very, very early the next morning, the first drizzle of sun rose over the Dragon's Graveyard. The Red- Rage attack subsided with the first appearance of the sun, and the Exploding Things fell silent on the battlements. But who was this, picking his way in a little boat through the lingering smoke of the explosions, those grim cathedrals of dragons' bones where the seagulls are now shrieking? It was the Hairy Scary Librarian, an old enemy of Hiccup's. He was a tall bent sinister figure, with a beard so long it was dribbling after him in the water like he was taking it for a swim, and two amber-nets on long poles that he called his 'Heart-Slicers'. The S on the Librarian's forehead proclaimed that he was a slave, but he was what was known as a 'trusty' slave, which meant that the prison guards trusted him to go out of the prison for short tasks and expeditions such as this one. He was collecting up the spears and ammunition so the Wilderwest Warriors could use them when the Rebellion attacked again tomorrow night.

13. 第二天一大早，第一缕细雨从龙的墓地升起。 太阳一出来，红怒军的进攻就平息了，爆炸物在城垛上安静下来。 但这个人是谁，在爆炸的余烟中，在那些由龙骨组成的可怕的教堂里，在海鸥尖叫的地方，划着小船，小心翼翼地前行？ 是那个毛茸茸的可怕的图书管理员，小嗝嗝的宿敌。 他身材高大，驼背，是个阴险的家伙，长长的胡子在水里跟在他后面淌来淌去，就像他在游泳一样，还有两张琥珀网，挂在长长的杆子上，他称之为“切心刀”。 图书管理员额头上的S标志表明他是一个奴隶，但他是所谓的“可信赖的”奴隶，也就是说，监狱看守信任他，让他走出监狱去执行像这次这样的短期任务和探险。 他在收集长矛和弹药以便反抗军明晚再次进攻时，西部荒野勇士可以使用。

The Hairy Scary Librarian poled his way past the dismal fresh corpse of a gigantic Rhinoback. He spotted something by a little island, hidden in the reeds. He stretched out his right-hand Heart-Slicer, and picked up the something in the net, and hauled it dripping wet into his boat. It was a helmet. The Hairy Scary Librarian tipped the helmet over, pouring out the water. 'Tick-tock' went the wheels in his brain, as he remembered the Visithug Warriors returning to the prison several weeks ago, saying how they had nearly caught Hiccup the Outcast, undoing dragon-traps again. They had described Hiccup as wearing a very particular helmet. One, just like this one, with that rather stupid broken plume on the top. 'So-ho,' whispered the Hairy Scary Librarian, smiling a horrid smile. 'This is Hiccup's helmet, is it? Which meanssss,' smiled the Librarian, laughing wheezily to himself, 'that Hiccup is somewhere in the prison, and I can tell the witch, and get my own back on that horrible little Hiccup who is the reason I am here in the first place… and get my freedom into the bargain!'

毛茸茸的可怕的图书管理员从一头刚死去的巨大犀牛的尸体旁走过。 他在一个小岛旁发现了什么东西，藏在芦苇丛里。 他伸出右手的切心刀，从网里捞起那东西，把湿淋淋的东西拖到他的船上。 那是一个头盔。毛茸茸的可怕的图书管理员把头盔打翻了，把水倒了出来。 “嘀嗒”一声在他脑子里转圈，他想起几个星期前，威西格勇士队回到监狱，说他们差一点就抓住了被放逐的小嗝嗝，又一次解开了龙的陷阱。 他们说小嗝嗝戴着一顶特别的头盔。 一个，就像这个，上面有一个很愚蠢的破碎羽状物。 “So-ho。”毛茸茸的可怕的图书管理员小声说，露出一个可怕的微笑。 “这是小嗝嗝的头盔，是吗？” “也就是说，”图书管理员微笑着，气喘吁吁地笑着，“小嗝嗝在监狱里的某个地方，我可以告诉女巫，报复那个可怕的小嗝嗝，他是我来到这里的原因……我还可以得到自由！”

The Librarian turned, and poled his way back to Prison Darkheart, slaloming crazily through the corpses, with all the eagerness of one who has waited long to settle an old score. Everything we do, you see, has its consequences and repercussions, every kind act, and every bad, every friend we make, and every enemy. Everything is connected.

图书管理员转过身来，用木条拖着他的路回到了黑心监狱，疯狂地穿过尸体，带着一个等待了很长时间来解决旧账的人的渴望。 我们所做的每一件事，你看，都有其后果和影响，每一件好事，每一件坏事，我们结交的每一个朋友，每一个敌人。 一切都是相连的。