什么样的人不受欢迎 《能言马与男孩》第60期:不受欢迎的同路人(1)

《能言马与男孩》第60期:不受欢迎的同路人(1)  

Chapter 11 The Unwele Fellow Traveller
When Shasta went through the gate he found a slope of grass and a little heather running up before him to some trees. He had nothing to think about now and no plans to make: he had only to run
and that was quite enough. His limbs were shaking
a terrible stitch was beginning in his side
and the sweat that kept dropping into his eyes blinded them and made them smart. He was unsteady on his feet too
and more than once he nearly turned his ankle on a loose stone.
The trees were thicker now than they had yet been and in the more open spaces there was bracken. The sun had gone in without making it any cooler. It had bee one of those hot
grey days when there seem to be ice as many flies as usual. Shasta's face was covered with them; he didn't even try to shake them off - he had too much else to do.
现在树木比刚才浓密了，更多的空地里长着欧洲膜。太阳已经落山，可并没使这个地方凉快些，却使它变得炎热而暗淡，苍蝇也比平常多了一倍。沙斯塔的脸上爬满了苍蝇，他甚至并不设法驱逐它们——他要干的其他事情实在太多了。
Suddenly he heard a horn - not a great throbbing horn like the horns of Tashbaan but a merry call
Ti-ro-to-to-ho! Next moment he came out into a wide glade and found himself in a crowd of people.
At least
it looked a crowd to him. In reality there were about fifteen or enty of them
all gentlemen in green huntingdress
with their horses; some in the saddle and some standing by their horses' heads. In the centre someone was holding the stirrup for a man to mount. And the man he was holding it for was the jolliest
fat
applecheeked
inkling eyed King you could imagine.
As soon as Shasta came in sight this King fot all about mounting his horse. He spread out his arms to Shasta
his face lit up
and he cried out in a great
deep voice that seemed to e from the bottom of his chest:
"Corin! My son! And on foot
and in rags! What-"
"No
" panted Shasta
shaking his head. "Not Prince Corin. I - I - know I'm like him... saw his Highness in Tashbaan... sent his greetings."
The King was staring at Shasta with an extraordinary expression on his face.
"Are you K-King Lune?" gasped Shasta. And then
without waiting for an answer
"Lord King - fly - Anvard shut the gates - enemies upon you - Rabadash and o hundred horse."
"Have you assurance of this
boy?" asked one of the other gentlemen.
"My own eyes
" said Shasta. "I've seen them. Raced them all the way from Tashbaan."
"On foot?" said the gentleman
raising his eyebrows a little.
"Horses-with the Hermit
" said Shasta.
"Question him no more; Darrin
" said King Lune. "I see truth in his face. We must ride for it
gentlemen. A spare horse there
for the boy. You can ride fast
friend?"