23 THE WOUNDED FOX

CHAPTER 23 THE WOUNDED FOX "My face! My beautiful face! Somebody help!" Fink the fox was lying on a log, howling in pain, with a face full of long, sharp quills, when Roz appeared. "Isn't there anybody else who can help?" "Would you like me to leave?" said the robot. "No! Please don't go! I'll take what I can get." "What happened?" "I didn't think that porcupine could see me in the bushes, but when I went for his throat, suddenly there were quills in my face!" "Why did you go for his throat?" "Why do you think? Because I was hungry!" "If you had not attacked the porcupine, you would not have quills in your face." "Yes, Roz, I know that. But a fox has gotta eat! I just didn't expect him to put up such a fight. Look! There are even quills in my paws! I can't walk! My face is numb! I could die if you don't help me!"

第二十三章受伤的狐狸“我的脸！我美丽的脸庞！有人帮忙!”狐狸芬克躺在一根圆木上，痛苦地嚎叫着，脸上长满了又长又尖的刺，这时罗兹出现了。 “没有其他人可以帮忙吗？”“你想让我离开吗？”机器人说。 “不!请不要走！我要我能得到的。” “发生什么事了?”“我没想到那只豪猪会在灌木丛中看到我，但当我去抓它的喉咙时，突然我的脸上有羽毛刺！”“你为什么要打他的喉咙？”“你怎么想？” 因为我饿了！”“如果你没有攻击豪猪，你脸上就不会有刺了。” “是的，罗兹，我知道。但是狐狸是要吃东西的！我只是没想到他会这么反抗。 看！我的爪子上甚至还有羽毛笔！我不能走路!我的脸麻木了！如果你不帮我，我会死的！”

"What would you like me to do?" said the robot. "I'd like you to pull out the quills!" Roz calmly knelt beside Fink and said, "I will pull out the quills." The robot started to tug on a quill, but it snapped off in her fingers. Fink yelped and said, "Pinch it closer to the skin!" So Roz pinched the broken quill closer to the skin, and then, very slowly, she pulled it out. The fox winced in pain and said through his teeth, "Please, Roz, pull them out faster. This is agony!" Roz quickly tugged out another quill. Then another, and another. The fox lay perfectly still, eyes closed tightly, wind whistling through his nose, until every single quill had been removed and placed in a neat pile beside him. Fink struggled to his feet. "Thanks, Roz. I… I owe you one." The fox smiled, briefly, and then he limped away.

“你想让我做什么？”机器人说。 “我要你把羽毛笔拔出来！”罗兹平静地跪在芬克身边说：“我要把羽毛笔拔出来。” 机器人开始拉羽毛笔，但它在她的手指上折断了。 芬克叫着说：“掐紧皮肤！”于是，罗兹把断了的羽毛笔捏得离皮肤更近一些，然后，她慢慢地把它拔了出来。 狐狸痛苦地皱起眉头，从牙缝里说：“罗丝，求你快点把它们拔出来。 这太痛苦了！”罗兹迅速掏出另一支羽毛笔。 然后是另一个，又一个。 狐狸一动不动地躺着，眼睛紧闭，风从鼻子里呼啸而过，直到每一支羽毛笔都被取出来，整齐地堆在他身边。 芬克挣扎着站了起来。 “谢谢,警察。我……我欠你一个人情。” 狐狸笑了笑，然后一瘸一拐地走了。