6 A SHOCK FOR POOR GEORGE

CHAPTER SIX A SHOCK FOR POOR GEORGE BUT GEORGE didn't look behind him. He only looked in front, and followed the man steadily. Once, when he stopped to tie his shoelace, George darted into a nearby gate, afraid that the man might turn and see him. He crept out after half a minute, and saw the man walking on again, swinging his bag. After him went George, deciding to get a little nearer, so that he could see exactly where the man lived when he went into his house. So he crept quite near, feeling very bold and successful. And then suddenly something

第六章可怜的乔治大吃一惊但乔治并没有回头看。 他只是朝前面看了看，然后坚定地跟着那个人。 有一次，当他停下来系鞋带时，乔治冲进了附近的一扇大门，害怕那个人会转过身来看到他。 半分钟后，他蹑手蹑脚地走了出来，看见那个人又在往前走，手里晃着他的包。 乔治跟在他后面，他决定走近一点，这样他就能清楚地看到那个人住在哪里。 于是他蹑手蹑脚地走了过去，觉得自己既大胆又成功。 然后突然间

happened. George heard sudden footsteps behind him, and then a heavy hand fell on his shoulder and a sharp voice spoke loudly. 'And what do you think you are doing, creeping along in the dark after that gentleman in front? What's this you've got on your wrist? A truncheon! Don't tell me you meant to use it, you wicked little scoundrel!' George was so astounded that he couldn't say a word. He stared up at the man, who dragged him to a nearby lamp-post. 'What have you done to your face?' said the man. He was a young fellow, strong and very determined-looking, and he gave George a sudden shake. 'Have you lost your tongue?' He dabbed at George's face, and whistled. 'You've blacked it. What for? Are you one of the wretched little hooligans who think they can hit

发生了。乔治听到身后突然有脚步声，接着一只沉重的手落在他肩上，一个尖利的声音大声说话。 “你在黑暗中跟在前面那位先生后面，你以为你在干什么？” 你手腕上戴的是什么？ 一个棍子!别告诉我你打算用它，你这个邪恶的小无赖！”乔治惊讶得一句话也说不出来。 他抬头盯着那个人，那个人把他拖到附近的一根灯柱前。 “你的脸怎么了？”那人说。 他是个年轻人，强壮有力，看上去很有决心。他突然摇了摇乔治。 “你失去舌头了吗？”他轻轻地拍了拍乔治的脸，吹了吹口哨。 “你把它涂黑了。对什么? 你是那种自以为能打人的小流氓吗

innocent people, rob them and run away?' demanded the young man, and shook George roughly again. George found his tongue. 'Let me go!' he said, indignantly. 'Of course I'm not a hooligan! I'm only shadowing somebody for, well, just for practice!' 'I don't believe a word of it,' said the man. 'I've followed you right from the bus, you little wretch! I watched you hiding here and there, creeping round the corners, following that old fellow with the bag. Come along with me. I'll take you to the police station. You can tell your tale there!' George was really frightened now. He tried to wriggle away, but the man held him too tightly. 'Please don't take me to the police station,' begged George. 'My mother would be so upset. Take me home. I'll tell you my name and address, and come with you. You'll see

无辜的人，抢劫他们然后逃跑？年轻人问，又粗暴地摇了摇乔治。 乔治开口说话了。“放开我!”他气愤地说。 “我当然不是流氓！”我跟着某人只是为了，只是为了练习！“我一个字也不相信，”那人说。 “我从车上就跟着你，你这个小坏蛋！”我看见你到处躲着，偷偷摸摸地躲在角落里，跟着那个拿着包的老家伙。 跟我来。我带你去警察局。 你可以在那儿讲你的故事！”乔治现在真的吓坏了。 他想挣脱，但那人把他抓得太紧了。 “请不要带我去警察局，”乔治恳求道。 “我妈妈会很难过的。 带我回家。我会告诉你我的名字和地址，然后和你一起去。 你会看到

I'm a good boy, not a hooligan. I wouldn't dream of following anyone to rob them.' 'All right. I'll take you to your home,' said the young man, grimly. 'And I'll have a word with your father, young man. What you want is a good talking to!' And poor George had to trot beside him all the way home, held so tightly by his collar that he could hardly breathe. He didn't have at all a pleasant time at home. The young man made his harmless adventure seem very, very serious. His mother was shocked. His father was angry. 'Well, I didn't mean any harm,' said poor George, rather sulky now. 'It was only the orders I had from Peter, who is the head of the Secret Seven, our society. We were just practising several things, in case some mystery or other turned up. That's all. I had to shadow someone, and I did. But there wasn't any harm in it!'

我是个好孩子，不是流氓。 我做梦也不会想跟着别人去抢劫。“好吧。” “我送你回家，”年轻人冷酷地说。 “我要和你父亲说句话，年轻人。 你想要的是好好谈一谈！”可怜的乔治只好一路跟在他身边小跑着回家，他的衣领紧紧地拉着他，他几乎喘不过气来。 他在家里过得一点也不愉快。 这个年轻人把他无害的冒险说得非常、非常严肃。 他的母亲震惊了。他的父亲很生气。 “好吧，我并没有恶意，”可怜的乔治说，他现在有点生气了。 “这只是彼得给我的命令，他是我们秘密七人组的首领。 我们只是在练习一些事情，以防出现什么神秘的事情。 这是所有。我必须跟着某人，我做到了。 但这又没有什么害处！”

'I see,' said his father. 'Well, that's the end of the Secret Society for you, George. If I'm going to have you hauled home by a member of the public, accusing you of following some harmless old fellow, and carrying a truncheon, and with your face blacked, well, all I can say is that the Secret Society is leading you into bad ways.' 'I agree,' said his mother. 'He mustn't belong any more.' George looked at his parents in the utmost dismay. 'But Dad! Mother! You don't understand. I couldn't possibly not belong to the Secret Seven. They wouldn't let me go. I must belong!' 'That's enough, George,' said his father, curtly. 'You know I won't be argued with. Go and wash that black off your face, and tell this Secret Society of yours tomorrow that you no longer belong. Do you hear me?' 'Yes, Dad,' said George, shocked and

“我明白了，”他的父亲说。“好了，你的秘密社团就此结束了，乔治。 如果我要让一个公众把你拖回家，指责你跟踪一个无害的老人，拿着警棍，把你的脸涂黑，那么，我只能说秘密社团把你带进了坏的道路。“我同意，”他母亲说。 “他不应该再属于这里了。”乔治极其沮丧地看着他的父母。 “但是爸爸!妈妈!你不明白。 我不可能不属于秘密七人组。 他们不让我走。我必须有归属感！“够了，乔治，”他父亲简短地说。 “你知道我是不会跟你争论的。 去把你脸上的黑色洗掉，明天告诉你的秘密社团，你不再属于这个社团了。 你听到了吗？“是的，爸爸，”乔治说，震惊地说

miserable. He said good night in a low voice, gave the young man a fearful scowl, and went out of the room. He debated whether to slam the door or not, but decided not to. His father did not look kindly on any show of temper. Poor George! He washed his black face, undressed, and got into bed. What a dreadful thing not to belong to the Secret Seven any more! What would they do without him? They would only be Six. Would they call themselves the Secret Six? That would still be S.S. Or, dreadful thought, would they get someone else instead of him? George felt as if he really could not bear that. He buried his face in his pillow and gritted his teeth. It was too bad! He had only done what Peter had told him, and he had done it very well too, and that horrid young man had thought he was up to mischief and had hauled him home. Tomorrow he must go and tell Peter and

痛苦。他低声道了声晚安，对那年轻人可怕地皱了皱眉，然后走出了房间。 他考虑了一下是否要摔门，但决定不摔门。 他父亲对任何发脾气的人都不友好。 可怜的乔治!他洗了洗黑脸，脱下衣服，上了床。 不再属于七个秘密成员是一件多么可怕的事啊！没有他他们该怎么办？ 他们只有六个人。他们会称自己为秘密六人组吗？ 那还是s。s。或者，可怕的想法是，他们会找别人代替他吗？ 乔治觉得他似乎真的无法忍受。 他把脸埋在枕头里，咬紧牙关。 太糟糕了！他只是照彼得说的做了，而且做得很好，那个可怕的年轻人以为他在恶作剧，就把他拖回家了。 明天他必须去告诉彼得和