17 GOOD OLD GEORGE!

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN GOOD OLD GEORGE! A FAMILIAR voice came to the three boys' ears. 'Peter! Colin! Jack! Whatever are you doing in those cages?' 'Why, it's George! George, is it really you?' cried Peter, joyfully. 'And Scamper! Is Scamper hurt?' 'No. But what on earth has happened?' said George, in the greatest amazement, as he gazed at the boys in the cages. 'How did you get in here?' demanded Jack. 'I was never so surprised in all my life as when I heard your voice.' 'I knew you were coming here tonight,

第十七章，好老乔治！一个熟悉的声音传到了三个男孩的耳朵里。 “彼得!科林!杰克!你在笼子里干什么？“哎呀，是乔治！”乔治，真的是你吗？彼得高兴地叫道。 ”,奔跑!斯坎普受伤了吗？“没有。 但到底发生了什么？乔治看着笼子里的男孩们，非常惊讶地说。 “你是怎么进来的？”杰克问。 “我一生中从来没有像听到你的声音那样惊讶过。“我知道你今晚要来，

because Janet told me,' explained George. 'And I thought I'd come too, even though I didn't belong to the Secret Seven any more. I thought I'd just watch. I saw you go down, and gosh! I did want to join you. I was hiding in that yard.' 'Well, I never!' said Peter. 'What made you come down into the cellars, then?' 'I waited ages for you to come back, and you didn't,' said George. 'And then I suddenly heard old Scamper whining like anything down in the hole. So I hopped out of my hiding-place and went down the ladder to him. That's all. But why are you in those cages? Can't you get out?' 'No,' groaned Peter. 'It's too long a story to tell you, George. You must go and get the police. Wait, though, look round first and see if that old man has hung the cage keys anywhere!' George flashed his torch here and there, and

“因为珍妮特告诉我的。”乔治解释说。 “我想我也会来的，尽管我已经不再是七人秘密的成员了。 我想我就看着吧。我看到你倒下了，天哪！我确实想和你一起去。 我躲在院子里。“嗯，我从来没有！”彼得说。 “那么，你为什么到地窖里来呢？”“我等你回来等了好久，可你没有回来，”乔治说。 然后我突然听到老斯坎普在洞里像什么东西一样呜咽。 于是我从藏身之处跳了出来，走下梯子向他走去。 这是所有。但你们为什么被关在笼子里？ 你不能出去吗？“不，”彼得呻吟着说。 “这个故事讲得太长了，乔治。 你必须去叫警察来。 不过，等等，先环顾四周，看看那个老人是不是把笼子的钥匙挂在什么地方了！”乔治拿着手电筒到处晃，然后

gave a sudden exclamation. 'Yes, here are some keys, on this nail. I'll try them in the padlocks.' He tried first one and then another in the padlock on Peter's cage door, and there was a sudden click! 'Oh good!' said Peter, as the lock opened. He pushed open the cage door. Soon the others were out too. They were most relieved. 'Now quick, we'll get the police,' said Peter. 'Come on, Scamper, old thing. Fancy you going and whining to George like that! I suppose you knew he was hiding in that yard, though we didn't!' They hurried through the cellars, and came to the coal-hole. Up the rope-ladder they went. They pulled up the ladder and then picked their way through the yard, their hearts beating quickly. Scamper was very pleased with himself indeed. He felt that he had been a first-class member of the Secret Seven!

突然叫了一声。 “是的，这儿有几把钥匙，在钉子上。 我要在挂锁里试试。”他先试了一把，又试了一把，打开彼得笼门上的挂锁，突然咔哒一声！“哦,好!彼得说，这时门锁打开了。 他推开笼子的门。 很快其他人也出来了。 他们松了一口气。“现在快，我们去叫警察。”彼得说。 “来吧，斯坎普，老家伙。 真想不到你竟那样对乔治发牢骚！我想你知道他藏在那个院子里，虽然我们不知道！”他们匆匆穿过地窖，来到煤洞前。 他们爬上了绳梯。 他们拉上梯子，小心翼翼地穿过院子，心跳得很快。 斯坎普对自己非常满意。 他觉得自己是秘密七人组的一流成员！

The four boys and the dog caused quite a sensation at the police station, arriving dirty and full of excitement. The police sergeant was there. He knew them, and was far more willing to listen to their extraordinary story than the old policemen would have been. They poured it out, and the sergeant called a most interested policeman to take down notes. The story went on and on, taken up first by one boy, then another. 'Stolen dogs– the coal- hole– the young man and the dog that vanished– the cellars below– the strange bald caretaker who looked after the dogs– yes, he's the man you've got a notice about outside the police station. The tall, stooping man– yes, he's got away. He's taken the dogs– in a car, he said.' 'I bet he's taken them in that car we saw the sick poodle in the other day!' said Peter, suddenly. 'I bet he has. Wait– I've got the number here. If you could find that car, sir,

这四个男孩和那只狗在警察局引起了不小的轰动，他们脏兮兮地来到警察局，兴奋不已。 警官也在场。 他认识他们，而且比那些老警察更愿意听他们的离奇故事。 他们把酒倒了出来，警官叫来一位最感兴趣的警察做记录。 故事不停地讲，先是一个男孩讲，然后是另一个。 “被偷的狗——那个煤洞——那个年轻人和那条消失了的狗——下面的地窖——那个照看狗的奇怪的秃头管理员——是的，他就是你们在警察局外面接到通知的那个人。 那个又高又驼背的人——是的，他逃走了。 他把狗带到了一辆车里，他说。“我敢打赌，他一定是用那天我们看到那只生病的贵宾狗坐的那辆车带他们去的！”彼得突然说。 “我敢打赌。等等，我有电话号码。 如果你能找到那辆车，先生，

you'd probably find all the dogs and that man too! Gosh! I can't find the bit of paper I wrote down the number on.' He fumbled anxiously in all his pockets but the paper was not there. 'Think of the number. Try hard!' urged the sergeant. 'This is important. If we get that number, we can send out details, and the car will be stopped in a few minutes, no matter where it is. Think.' 'I know the number,' groaned Peter. 'It was 188. But what were the letters?' 'I know! Pretty Sick Dog!' cried Jack, suddenly remembering. The sergeant looked astonished. 'Pretty Sick Dog?' he said. 'I don't follow.' 'PSD,' grinned Jack. 'The dog was sick, so we said the car letters must stand for Pretty Sick Dog– see? That's it– PSD 188.' 'Telephone that number to the patrol cars,' said the sergeant to the policeman. 'Quick now! We'll get him yet. My word, we've been

你可能会发现所有的狗和那个人！天啊!我找不到我写号码的那张纸了。”他焦急地翻遍了所有的口袋，但没有那张纸。 “想想这个数字。努力!警官催促道。 “这很重要。如果我们拿到那个号码，我们就可以发送详细信息，不管车子在哪里，几分钟后就会被拦下。 思考。“我知道号码。”彼得呻吟着说。 是188。但是这些字母是什么呢？“我知道！”漂亮的病狗！杰克叫道，突然想起来了。 警官显得很吃惊。 “漂亮病狗？”他说。 “我不明白。“PSD，”杰克笑着说。 “狗病了，所以我们说车里的字母一定代表‘漂亮的病狗’——明白了吗？” 就是它，PSD 188。“给巡逻车打那个号码，”警长对警察说。 “快了!我们会抓到他的。 我发誓，我们一直在

after these dog stealers for months. That fellow's a wonder at getting any dog to come to him, then he pops it into his car and away it goes. He hands it to somebody else, who passes it on again—' 'Yes, they go to the young man who lives at Starling's Hotel!' said Peter. 'We know he put a dog down the coal-hole to the old caretaker with the bald head and scar. You could get that young man too, Sergeant. He doesn't know about the happenings tonight! And you can get the caretaker as well. You've only to send men down the coal-hole into the cellar and up into the building above.' The sergeant stared at Peter in awe. 'I haven't time to ask you how you know all these remarkable things,' he said. 'Car numbers– young men at Starling's– stolen dogs and their hiding-place– wanted men– I just haven't time. I can't understand it.' 'Oh, well, we belong to the best Secret

追捕这些偷狗贼好几个月了。 那家伙真是个奇迹，能把狗带到他身边，然后把它塞进车里就走了。 他把信递给另一个人，那个人又把信传给他——”“是的，信交给了住在星城旅馆的那个年轻人！彼得说。 “我们知道他在煤洞里给那个秃头和伤疤的老看门人放了一条狗。 你也可以抓住那个年轻人，中士。 他不知道今晚发生的事！你也可以找到管理员。 你只要派人从煤洞下去，到地窖里去，再到上面的楼房里去。”中士敬畏地盯着彼得。 “我没有时间问你是怎么知道这些了不起的事情的，”他说。 “车号——星城的年轻人——被偷的狗和它们的藏身之处——被通缉的人——我就是没时间。 我不明白。“哦，好吧，我们属于最好的秘密。