8 Sebastian Silver's Great Big Plan

CHAPTER EIGHT Sebastian Silver's Great Big Plan In the clearing outside Titus's caravan, there were logs to be sat upon and tables on which to rest paws and cups of tea. It was usually a cheery place, but this morning the vibe was gloomy. Titus plonked a teapot down and sighed. He was eating a big bowl of 'Ooh, yum,' said Frank, swooping down to sit beside him. 'Punishment Muesli, my favourite!' Titus grunted. Punishment Muesli was the most horrible breakfast ever, and he only ate it when he felt sad, because it

第八章塞巴斯蒂安·西尔弗的伟大计划在提图斯的商队外面的空地上，有一些木头可以坐，还有几张桌子可以放爪子和茶杯。 这通常是一个令人愉快的地方，但今天早上气氛却很阴郁。 提图斯重重地放下茶壶，叹了口气。 他正在吃一大碗“哦，好吃”，弗兰克说着，俯冲下来坐在他旁边。 “惩罚什锦麦片，我的最爱！”提图斯哼了一声。 什锦早餐是他吃过的最难吃的早餐，他只有在难过的时候才吃，因为它

made him feel sadder, and sometimes that felt like the right thing to do. And worry not, folks, because HERE is the recipe for… PUNISHMENT MUESLI INGREDIENTS: 3 twigs, snapped into tiny little pieces. spoonful of grit 10 small pebbles 5 leaves 1 small onion, which is old and soft and has grown weird long knobbly bits 2 empty snail shells, to garnish METHOD: Put all of the ingredients into a bowl. Point at the bowl and tell it off for being disgusting. Add milk. Enjoy!

让他觉得更难过，有时我觉得这样做是对的。 不要担心，朋友们，因为这是惩罚什米粥的食谱：3根树枝，掰成小片。 一勺砂砾，10个小鹅卵石，5片叶子，1个又老又软的小洋葱，已经长出了奇怪的长而多节的小块，2个空蜗牛壳，作为装饰。 指着碗说它很恶心。 添加牛奶。享受吧!

Hello! Eric 'Health and Safety' Dynamite here to ask you NOT to make or eat Punishment Muesli because it will taste horrible and you may die, which would be a total downer. Thaaaaaanks! 'I have a feeling of doom and dread, Frank,' said Titus. 'Doom and dread!' 'Ach, don't get yourself all wound up, Titus,' said Frank. 'Yes, you are making a big Titus-shaped fuss about nothing,' announced Ingrid, waddling out of the caravan with a chilled tomato juice and a dish of olives. 'So we have some neighbours. So what? So their place is nicer. So what? So they've put up an electric fence to keep us out. Who cares? Not me. I do not give any of the monkeys.' And she tossed an olive into her beak. Suddenly, the sky went dark and a loud noise gave the friends a jolt. CHOP-CHOP-CHOP-CHOP-CHOP… Everyone ducked under the table as a strong wind blew dust and leaves into the air. When they opened their eyes, they saw a tall, handsome figure with glossy fur and a thick, luxurious tail stepping out of

你好!埃里克“健康与安全”炸药在这里要求你不要做或吃惩罚Muesli，因为它会尝起来很可怕，你可能会死，这将是一个完全的沮丧。 Thaaaaaanks !“我有一种厄运和恐惧的感觉，弗兰克，”提图斯说。 “厄运和恐惧！”“啊，别把自己弄得太紧张了，提图斯，”弗兰克说。 “是啊，你真是小题大做。”英格丽德说着，端着一杯冰番茄汁和一盘橄榄，摇摇摆摆地走出大篷车。 “所以我们有一些邻居。 那又怎样?所以他们的地方更好。 那又怎样?所以他们搭了个电栅栏把我们挡在外面。 谁在乎呢?不是我。我不给任何猴子。”她把一颗橄榄扔进嘴里。 突然，天空变黑了，一声巨响把朋友们吓了一跳。 一阵风把灰尘和树叶吹到空中，每个人都躲到桌子底下。 当他们睁开眼睛时，他们看到一个高大英俊的身影，光滑的皮毛和一条又粗又豪华的尾巴从里面走出来

a shiny silver helicopter. 'It's him,' croaked Titus. Sebastian Silver strode towards the caravan. Behind him scurried a stoat, carrying rolls of paper that it kept almost dropping. And behind the stoat was a serious-looking hare, holding a red briefcase. 'Titus!' boomed Sebastian Silver. 'It is Titus, isn't it?' Titus picked himself up off the ground, dusted himself down and nodded. 'Hello! I'm Sebastian Silver. Perhaps some of your… friends have mentioned me?' Even though he was in shock, Titus was an extremely polite stag. He took a deep breath. 'Titus Crazyhorns at your service! I welcome you and your friends to Grimwood.' And he did an awkward bow. 'Lovely!' beamed Sebastian Silver. 'I wonder if you have time for a little chat?' 'Bananas!' screamed Titus. 'Er, sorry, I mean, yes, of course.'

一架闪亮的银色直升机。 “是他，”提图斯嘶哑地说。 塞巴斯蒂安·西尔弗大步走向大篷车。 在他身后匆匆跑着一只白鼬，手里拿着几卷几乎要掉下来的纸。 白鼬后面是一只神情严肃的野兔，手里拿着一个红色的公文包。 “提多!塞巴斯蒂安·西尔弗大声说。 “是提多，是吗？”提图斯从地上爬起来，掸去身上的灰尘，点了点头。 “你好!我是塞巴斯蒂安·西尔弗。 也许你的一些……朋友提到过我？”尽管提多很震惊，但他是一只非常有礼貌的牡鹿。 他深吸了一口气。“提图斯·疯角听候差遣！”我欢迎你和你的朋友来格里姆伍德。”他笨拙地鞠了一躬。 “可爱的!塞巴斯蒂安·西尔弗笑道。 “我想知道你是否有时间聊一聊？”“香蕉!提图斯尖叫道。 “呃，对不起，我是说，是的，当然。”

Sebastian raised his eyebrows and shoved the stoat forwards. 'This is my associate, Susan Kidneys,' said Sebastian. The stoat took a bow, immediately dropping all the rolls of paper. 'And this is my lawyer, Fatima Hostile,' he continued. The hare gave a quick, stern nod. 'Anyone for an iced bun?' asked Titus weakly. 'No, thank you. We're here on important business, Mr Crazyhorns,' said Sebastian Silver, sitting himself down without asking. He nodded at Susan Kidneys. The stoat spread out one roll of paper on the table, placing pebbles in the corners so it stayed flat. 'Golly,' said Titus. 'What's this?' 'A map that has been sitting in the Twinklenuts library for years,' said Sebastian Silver grandly. 'After I learned about Grimwood, I did some digging around and just happened to find it. Aren't we lucky?' Titus leant forward to get a closer look but was whacked on the snout with a ruler. 'You have NOT been authorized to look at the map,' said Fatima Hostile, who was the ruler-whacker. 'Now what we have here,' said Sebastian Silver, 'is a map of Twinklenuts. And, I suppose, of Grimwood. You see, the border of Twinklenuts is here.' Susan Kidneys traced a huge circle over most of the map. 'You may now look at the map,' said Fatima Hostile. Titus frowned. 'So where is Grimwood?' he asked. 'Is it that little red blob over there?'

塞巴斯蒂安扬起眉毛，把白鼬向前推了推。 “这是我的同事，苏珊·奎尔斯，”塞巴斯蒂安说。 白鼬鞠了一躬，立刻扔掉了所有的纸卷。 “这是我的律师，法蒂玛·敌意，”他继续说。 兔子迅速而严厉地点了点头。 “有人要冰面包吗？”提图斯虚弱地问。 “不，谢谢你。“我们是来谈重要的事的，克拉兹霍恩先生，”塞巴斯蒂安·西尔弗说着，没问就坐了下来。 他朝苏珊点点头。 白鼬在桌子上摊开一卷纸，在纸的角落里放上鹅卵石，这样纸就能保持平整。 “天哪，”提多说。“这是什么?“一张在闪烁甜甜图书馆里放了好几年的地图，”塞巴斯蒂安·西尔弗神气地说。 “在我了解了格里姆伍德之后，我做了一些调查，碰巧发现了它。 我们是不是很幸运？”提图斯倾身向前想看得更近一些，但却被一把尺子打在鼻子上。 “你无权看地图。”执政官法蒂玛说。 “现在，”塞巴斯蒂安·西尔弗说，“我们这里有一张Twinklenuts的地图。 我想，还有格里姆伍德。 你看，闪亮甜甜圈的边界在这里。”苏珊·奎尔斯在地图的大部分地方画了一个大圆。 “你现在可以看地图了。”法蒂玛说。 提图斯皱起了眉头。“格里姆伍德在哪儿？”他问。 “是那边那个小红点吗？”

Sebastian Silver peered closely. 'Ah, no, that's a splodge of raspberry jam from my breakfast scone,' he said. Susan traced a much smaller circle with her stick. 'You see this area here, yes?' 'The one that says "barren wasteland"?' asked Titus. 'Indeed,' said Susan, pushing her glasses up her nose. 'The area you call "Grimwood" is actually this patch of dirty useless land INSIDE the border of Twinklenuts Forest.' Titus frowned. 'I… I don't understand,' he muttered. 'It means, old chap, that Grimwood doesn't exist!' hooted Sebastian Silver. He stretched his arms out. 'This– all of this– belongs to Twinklenuts! You belong to Twinklenuts!' Then he threw back his head and laughed. Frank perched on Titus's antlers. 'Look here, sonny,' he said to Sebastian Silver. 'We tried to visit you lot and got zapped by your electric fence. That wasn't very neighbourly now, was it? So, I suggest you buzz off, pronto.'

塞巴斯蒂安·西尔弗仔细打量着。 “啊，不，那是我早餐烤饼上的覆盆子果酱的污迹，”他说。 苏珊用手杖画了一个小得多的圆。 “你看到这片区域了吗？”“那个写着‘贫瘠的荒地’的？”提多问。 “真的，”苏珊说着，把眼镜推到鼻子上。 “你们称之为‘格里姆伍德’的地方，实际上是在Twinklenuts森林边界内的这片肮脏无用的土地。”提图斯皱起了眉头。 “我……我不明白。” “这意味着，老伙计，格里姆伍德根本不存在！”塞巴斯蒂安·西尔弗吼道。 他伸出双臂。 “这些——所有这些——都是Twinklenuts的！”你是闪光甜甜圈的！”然后他仰起头来笑了。 弗兰克坐在提图斯的鹿角上。 “听着，孩子，”他对塞巴斯蒂安·西尔弗说。 “我们试着去拜访你们，却被你们的电栅栏击中了。 这可不太友好，是吧？ 所以，我建议你赶紧走开。”