Part 4

"I did think it wasn't as scary as I was expecting," sighed Murray. "Never mind," said Geoffrey. "Have another crack at it. Try the village. There might be some clues there."

“我真的觉得它没我预想的那么吓人，”穆雷叹着气说。 “没关系，”杰弗里说。 “再试一次吧。 去村子里找找看。 那儿说不定能找到些线索。”

"Good luck, Murray," said Lady Daphne, as she and Geoffrey waved them off. Murray and Bun stepped into the thick, swirling mist and followed the winding, narrow lane to the village.

“祝你好运，穆雷，”达芙妮夫人说着，和杰弗里一起朝他们挥手告别。 穆雷和邦恩走进浓稠的、翻涌的雾气里，沿着蜿蜒狭窄的小路往村子走去。

Yes, it was quite scary. For a hanky.

对哦，刚才还挺吓人的。 对一块小手帕来说的话。

It wasn't far to the village, and soon Murray and Bun were walking along the cobbled high street. Murray peered through the gloom. He felt wobbly. This was definitely scarier than dusting. Luckily, Hannibal Ironside, Murray's fifth cousin on his mother's side, was a famously brave cat who had faced three phantom hounds and an angry squirrel without so much as twitching his whiskers... so Murray knew he had courage in him somewhere. Probably. Deep down.

村子没多远，没一会儿穆雷和邦恩就走在了铺着鹅卵石的主街上。 穆雷在昏暗里费力地张望。 他觉得腿发软。 这可比擦灰尘吓人多了。 幸好，汉尼拔·艾恩赛德——穆雷妈妈那边的五表哥——是只出了名的勇敢猫咪，曾经直面三只幽灵猎犬和一只气冲冲的松鼠，连胡须都没动一下…… 所以穆雷知道自己骨子里多少也遗传了些勇气。 应该是有的。 藏在很深很深的地方。

He squeezed Bun's paw. "I know it's a bit scary, Bun," he said, "but we can do this. "All we have to do is keep on track. Concentrate hard. Stay focused and..."

他紧紧握住邦恩的爪子。 “我知道是有点吓人，邦恩，”他说，“但我们能做到的。 “我们只要按路线走就行。 专心点。 集中注意力，还有……”