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CHAPTER TEN Awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga awooga! Ever since she read about the Raving Raven, Sharon the ex- Party Crow had been all a-fluster. 'How could I forget about Wyld Hilda?' she muttered to herself. 'I have been a fool.' She wandered through Grimwood as if seeing it for the first time. Usually, she was surrounded by a cloud of glitter, party poppers and disco lights. But now she saw it all clearly. It was mainly sticks, mud and grass. She shuddered. It was much nicer to look at with all the glitter and party poppers and disco lights. The thought started flashing on and off in her head again, like a massive neon sign: BUILD IT

第十章嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎！自从她读到关于“胡言乱语的乌鸦”的故事后，前派对乌鸦莎伦就一直心慌意乱。 “我怎么能忘记怀尔德·希尔达呢？”她自言自语道。 “我真是个傻瓜。”她在格里姆伍德踱来踱去，仿佛是第一次见到它。 通常，她的周围都是一片闪闪发光的云，派对上的狂欢者和迪斯科灯。 但现在她看得很清楚了。 主要是树枝、泥土和草。 她战栗。有了那些闪闪发光的、派对上的流行音乐和迪斯科灯，它看起来好多了。 这个想法又开始在她的脑海里闪来闪去，就像一个巨大的霓虹灯招牌：建造它

'How do I call them?' whispered Sharon, looking up at the grey sky. She was standing at the bottom of a hill, with the Magic Tower at the top of it. It was where Sharon usually lived with her best friend, Pamela the eagle. A nest of wires, mobile phones and electronics, the birds also liked to broadcast their weekly radio show from there. But today, there was no sign of Pamela. Wiggy the badger was happily tootling around in his Jeep when he spotted Sharon standing at the bottom of the Magic Tower. 'Oh fabulous! Nice to see Shazza up and about,' he said to himself. Then he called out 'What-ho!' But Sharon didn't hear him. She seemed to be deep in thought. He watched as Sharon then began to fly shakily up to the very top of the Magic Tower. I wonder what she's up to? thought Wiggy. Oh well, probably nothing very important. I'll just pop the car radio on for no reason whatsoever. Wiggy's radio blasted out a very loud song about chicken nuggets. 'Argh! Oh, I hate it when Jeremy's been in the car, he always changes the radio station.' He fiddled about with the controls a bit until the display read Grimwood Radio. There was no music, just a fuzzy, broken sound. Then suddenly, a squawk. It was Sharon. 'PAMELA, DO YOU READ ME? ALERT ALERT. PARTY CROW NEEDS ASSISTANCE. COME BACK TO GRIMWOOD, REPEAT, COME BACK TO GRIMWOOD. OVER AND OUT.'

“我怎么称呼他们？”沙伦抬头望着灰色的天空，低声说。 她站在山脚下，魔法塔就在山顶上。 这是莎伦和她最好的朋友——老鹰帕梅拉经常住的地方。 一窝电线、移动电话和电子设备，这些鸟也喜欢在那里播放它们每周的广播节目。 但是今天，没有帕梅拉的踪影。 獾威吉在他的吉普车里高兴地四处走动，这时他发现了站在魔法塔底部的沙伦。 “哦,好!“很高兴看到沙扎能起来走动了。”他自言自语道。 然后他喊道：“什么——嗬！”但是莎伦没有听见。 她似乎陷入了沉思。 他看着沙伦摇摇晃晃地飞向魔法塔的顶端。 我想知道她在做什么？ 认为Wiggy。哦，好吧，可能没什么很重要的。 我会毫无理由地打开汽车收音机。 威吉的收音机大声播放着一首关于鸡块的歌。 “啊!哦，我讨厌杰里米在车里的时候，他总是换电台。”他摆弄了一下控制装置，直到显示器显示为格里姆伍德电台。 没有音乐，只有模糊的断断续续的声音。 突然，一声嘎嘎声。是莎伦。 “帕梅拉，你听到了吗？”警报警报。 派对乌鸦需要帮助。 回到格里姆伍德，重复，回到格里姆伍德。 结束，结束。”

'Oooh, crumbs!' said Wiggy. 'How exciting. A distress call! But will Pamela hear it?' He listened to Sharon calling for Pamela for a few more minutes before getting bored and tuning into Twinklenuts Smooth, which was secretly his favourite radio station. I love listening to Radio. Woodhouse says it happens. Wonderful documentaries, you know? Many others in Grimwood heard Sharon's call. Anoushka heard it. Pat and Martin heard it. Who? The squirrels! Do keep up. Ingrid heard it and rolled her eyes, because as far as she was concerned Sharon was making a BIG FUSS and just needed to buck up and get on with things. 'After all, that is what I had to do in Hollywood,' she said. 'When I was overlooked for the part of lead duck in SuperDuck

“噢,面包屑!威格说。 “令人兴奋。求救信号！可是帕梅拉会听到吗？”他听着沙伦叫帕梅拉又听了几分钟，然后觉得无聊，就调到他最喜欢的电台“Twinklenuts Smooth”。 我喜欢听广播。 伍德豪斯说这种情况时有发生。 精彩的纪录片，你知道吗？ 格里姆伍德的许多人都听到了沙伦的呼唤。 阿努什卡听到了。帕特和马丁听到了。 谁?松鼠!一定要跟上。 英格丽德听到了，翻了个白眼，因为在她看来，莎伦是在小题大做，她只需要振作起来，继续处理事情。 她说，毕竟，这是我在好莱坞必须做的事情。 “当我在《超级鸭子》中扮演领头鸭子的角色时，我被忽视了

III: The Quackening, did you see me weep? Did you see me take to my bed in sadness and defeat? No, you did not!' Sir Charles nodded. 'The film was a terrible bore without you in it, darling,' he said, hoping Ingrid would never find out that it was, in fact, his fave movie ever. Titus and Frank also heard Sharon's call. 'Oh, I do hope Pamela comes back from whatever wild mission she's on,' said Titus, putting the finishing touches to a rather pretty lemon meringue pie. 'Ooh, who's that for?' asked Frank, nodding hopefully at the fancy dessert. 'It is for Nancy and Rufus, so don't get any ideas,' scolded Titus. 'They've been working ever so hard on their boat and I thought they deserved a treat. And DON'T look at me like that, you know full well I baked you an entire tray of gingerbread mice just this morning.' 'Ach, all right, all right, keep yer hooves on,' hooted Frank. Later, Titus trotted through the trees, carefully balancing the lemon meringue pie on his antlers. It wibbled and wobbled this way and that, making Titus squeal every time he had to hop over a tree root or clamber across a rock. Of course, he could have just carried it with his hooves, but sometimes Titus was silly.

呱呱，你看见我哭了吗？ 你看到我悲伤而沮丧地躺在床上了吗？ 不，你没有！”查尔斯爵士点点头。 “亲爱的，没有你的参与，这部电影太无聊了，”他说，希望英格丽德永远不会发现，事实上，这是他最喜欢的电影。 提多和弗兰克也听到了沙伦的呼唤。 “哦，不管帕梅拉执行了什么疯狂的任务，我都希望她能回来，”提图斯说，他正在为一个相当漂亮的柠檬蛋白派做最后的修饰。 “哦，给谁的？”弗兰克问，对着这道精美的甜点满怀希望地点了点头。 “这是给南希和鲁弗斯的，所以不要有任何想法，”提图斯责备道。 “他们一直在船上努力工作，我想他们应该好好享受一下。” 别那样看着我，你明明知道我今天早上给你烤了一整盘姜饼老鼠。“啊，好吧，好吧，别踩着你的蹄子，”弗兰克吼道。 后来，提图斯小跑着穿过树林，小心地把柠檬蛋白派放在他的鹿角上。 每当提图斯不得不跳过树根或爬过岩石时，它就会发出尖叫。 当然，他可以用蹄子抬着它，但有时提图斯很傻。

Nancy and Rufus had done a super-duper job on the narrowboat. Rufus was kneeling next to it with a pot of red paint, carefully applying small brush strokes to the wood. 'Oh, it's just wonderful!' said Titus. Rufus chuckled. 'Perfect timing, Titus,' he said. 'We're going to try and get the stove going so we can make our first pot of tea.'

南希和鲁弗斯在窄船上干得非常出色。 鲁弗斯跪在木头旁边，手里拿着一罐红漆，小心翼翼地在木头上刷着。 “哦，太棒了！”提图斯说。 鲁弗斯咯咯地笑了。他说，提图斯，来得正是时候。 “我们要试着把炉子打开，这样我们就可以煮第一壶茶了。”

Nancy had been clanking about inside the boat and poked her snout out. It was covered in soot, but she had a huge grin on her face. 'Stove's working!' she said. 'All right, Titus. What do you think?' Titus blinked back big fat tears. 'I think,' he sniffled, 'that I have never seen you looking so happy. Not even when you knocked out the entire Twinklenuts treebonk team in one go.' Nancy rolled her eyes but kept smiling. 'I reckon we'll be able to launch her in a few days,' said Rufus. 'Was thinking I might take her down to the Crystal Lake. It's big enough that I won't be in anyone's way.' 'In… in Twinklenuts?!' cried Titus. 'Why so far away? You wouldn't be in Grimwood any more!' Rufus fiddled with his neckerchief. 'Well… I'm just not sure where else there is to go. I mean, the swamp is too swampy, and there's no way Ingrid will let me keep the boat on the Small Pond…' 'She might!' squeaked Titus. 'Her quack is worse than her bite, you know. Leave it with me. And in the meantime, please enjoy this lemon meringue pie. I'm going to have to go now, you've made me all over-emotional. Farewell!' Titus turned on his hoof and marched back to his caravan. 'He's a complicated character, eh?' said Rufus, dunking a spoon into the pudding. 'Well, he's got a point,' said Nancy. 'You… you've only just got here, Rufus. You're not going to leave us again, are you?'

南希一直在船里走来走去，伸出了鼻子。 它被烟灰覆盖着，但她脸上露出了灿烂的笑容。 炉子的工作!她说。 “好吧，提多。你觉得怎么样？”提图斯眨了眨眼睛，忍住了大颗大颗的眼泪。 “我想，”他抽泣着说，“我从来没见你这么高兴过。 即使你一口气干掉了整个Twinklenuts树树队。”南希翻了个白眼，但一直微笑着。 “我想过几天我们就能让她下水了。”鲁弗斯说。 “我想我可以带她去水晶湖。 它足够大，我不会妨碍任何人。“在……在Twinklenuts?”提图斯喊道。 “为什么这么远？”你就不会再呆在格里姆伍德了！”鲁弗斯摆弄着他的围巾。 “嗯……我只是不知道还能去哪里。” 我是说，沼泽太湿了，而且英格丽德不可能让我把船停在小池塘上……”提图斯尖声说。 “你知道，她的嘴比她的牙更坏。 交给我吧。同时，请享用这个柠檬蛋白派。 我得走了，你让我太激动了。 再见!”提图斯迈开蹄子，向他的商队走去。 “他是个复杂的人物，是吗？”鲁弗斯说着，用勺子蘸了蘸布丁。 “嗯，他说得有道理，”南希说。 “你……你才到这儿，鲁弗斯。 你不会又要离开我们了吧？”