怀旧：旅店里的狼人

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旅店里的狼人。

The Werewolf at the Inn.

很久以前，有一家温馨的老旅店。

Once upon a time, there was a cozy old inn.

它坐落在一条安静小路和一条昏昏欲睡的小巷的交叉口，来往的客人都是风尘仆仆的过客，像风中飘零的落叶。

It sat at a lonely crossroads of a quiet road and a sleepy lane, and its visitors were all weary travelers moving from one place to another like leaves on the wind.

它那古老的石墙覆盖着青苔，温暖的小烟囱里飘出蓝色的烟雾，袅袅升入寒冷的冬日空气。

Its old stone walls were blanketed with moss, and its cheery little chimney billowed blue smoke into the cool winter air.

这家旅店名叫‘银月’，老板叫科布老人。

The inn was called The Silver Moon, and its owner was called Old Cobb.

没人说得清到底是哪个先出现的。

No one was sure which had come first.

这对组合自打有人记事起就一直在那儿，给路过的人提供吃食和住宿。

The pair had simply been there for as long as anyone could remember, serving food and renting rooms to whoever happened by his lonely stretch of road.

那天晚上，麻烦找上门来了。

That night, what happened by was trouble.

天已经很晚了，太阳只剩下一抹淡淡的紫痕，挂在地平线上。

It was late, the sun no more than a purple bruise on the horizon.

老科布刚把一锅牛肉炖菜搁上火，一个男人就几乎跌撞着冲进了旅店。

Old Cobb had just set a beef stew to simmer when a man nearly stumbled through the door of the inn.

他的头发又长又乱。

His hair was long and matted.

他的胡子活像从山羊身上借来的。

His beard looked like he borrowed it from a billy goat.

他那双破靴子走起路来吱呀作响，还老是抓耳挠腮，跟长了跳蚤似的。

His tattered boots made a slip slap sound as he walked, and he scratched at his ears like a dog with fleas.

嘿，老板，来啦，”那人笑着说，露出一口洁白的牙齿。

Well, hello there, innkeep, he said, smiling a bright white smile.

您好，先生，”老科布警惕地打量着这个衣衫褴褛的人。

Hello, sir, old Cobb said, eyeing the shabby man skeptically.

他见惯了形形色色的过客，但这个人的样子比谁都邋遢。

He was used to all sorts of travelers coming through, but this one was wilder looking than most.

他让老科布想起了某种毛茸茸的野兽。

He reminded Old Cobb of some shaggy beast.

要吃晚饭吗？

Could I get you dinner?

要住店吗？

A room?

要不要洗个澡？

Perhaps a bath?

那邋遢男人哈哈大笑，一点也没生气。

The shaggy man laughed heartily, taking no offense.

我在路上迷路了。

I got lost out on the road.

我身上一个子儿都没有。

I'm afraid I don't have a bent penny to my name.

他举起双手，露出身上破烂的衣服。

He held up his hands, showing off his tattered clothes.

他的裤子是用一根麻绳系着的。

His pants were held up by a length of hemp rope.

但我是个勤快人。

But I'm a good worker.

也许你有积雪需要铲，或者柴火需要劈，好生火取暖。

Maybe there's some snow you need shoveled or some cordwood you need cut for the fireplace.

我愿意干点活儿，换一碗我闻到的那香喷喷的炖菜，再要是能给个靠近火炉的暖和地方睡觉，那就更好了。

I'd happily take care of some chores in exchange for a bowl of that lovely stew I smell, and maybe, if you would, a warm spot to sleep by the fire.

店主上下打量着这位访客，仔细地琢磨着。

The innkeep looked the visitor up and down, considering carefully.

他当时没别的客人，天也晚了，不太可能再有人来。

He had no other visitors, and it was late enough that none were likely to happen by.

他不太喜欢这人寒酸的样子，但也许还是能让他干点活。

He didn't like the shabby look of the man, but maybe he could get some work out of him all the same.

行吧。

Alright.

他盯着那人仔细打量了一番。

He looked at the man pointedly.

巴斯特，陌生人说。

Bast, the stranger said.

我叫巴斯特，很高兴认识你。

I'm Bast, and I'm pleased to meet you.

好的，巴斯特，他说。

Alright, Bast, he said.

我叫老科布，我想有几件活儿你可以帮我干。

I'm Old Cobb, and I guess I have a few chores you could take care of for me.

上一场风暴过后，后院倒了一棵老树。

An old tree fell in the back last storm we had.

你可以把它砍成适合壁炉用的木柴。

You could hack it up into manageable logs for the fireplace here.

你应付得来吗？

Do you, feel up to that?

巴斯特笑了，双手交握，咔咔地掰了掰指节。

Bast smiled, lacing his hands together and cracking his knuckles.

这活儿正合适。

Sounds like just the thing.

就在后头对吧？

Right around back?

老科布点了点头，心里有点后悔刚才的提议。

Old Cobb nodded, already regretting the offer just a little.

这人太积极了，而且身上一股怪味。

The man was entirely too eager, and he smelled something fierce.

好的。

Yes.

斧头在棚子里。

The axe is in the shed.

小心点啊。

Mind yourself now.

刃口很锋利。

It's sharp.

那人点点头，走出了门。

The man nodded and walked out the door.

过了一会儿，老科布听到了斧头砍进倒树的声响。

A short while later, Old Cobb heard the telltale sound of the axe biting into the fallen tree.

咚。

Thunk.

咚。

Thunk.

咚。

Thunk.

他忙着搅动汤锅，可心里总有个念头挥之不去。

He busied himself with the soup, but something was teasing at the back of his mind.

那个陌生人身上总觉得哪里不对劲。

Something about the stranger just felt off.

也许是那股气味。

Maybe it was the smell.

也许是那头乱发和浓密的胡须。

Maybe it was the wild hair and beard.

这事儿一直缠着他，可他又说不清哪儿不对。

It nagged at him, but he couldn't quite place it.

不过是个脏兮兮的乞丐罢了，老科布一边自言自语，一边切了些野胡萝卜丢进炖锅里。

Just a dirty beggar, old Cobb muttered to himself, cutting some wild carrots and adding them to the stew.

别自己吓自己，科布。

Nothing to get yourself all flustered over, Cobb.

扑通。

Dunk.

扑通。

Dunk.

扑通。

Dunk.

太阳落山了，黑暗像不祥之兆般笼罩下来。

The sun set, and darkness fell like a bad omen.

老科布一边做饭，一边频频回头，总觉得那陌生人就站在他身后。

Old Cobb kept looking over his shoulder as he cooked, half expecting the stranger to be standing there behind him.

这人到底哪里不对劲？

What was it about the man?

为什么他就是甩不掉这种感觉？

Why couldn't he shake the feeling?

外面，那陌生人还在不停地忙活。

Outside, the stranger worked steadily.

斧头一下接一下，不停地敲打着，节奏从不间断。

The axe fell in a constant relentless rhythm.

咚。

Tonk.

咚。

Tonk.

咚。

Tonk.

终于，老科布摘下围裙，随手扔到了角落里。

Finally, Old Cobb took off his apron and threw it into the corner.

他的头发都竖起来了。

His hair was standing on end.

心跳得像只被攥在手心里的苍蝇，拼命挣扎。

His heart started to flutter like a fly caught in a fist.

那个陌生人，真让科布浑身不自在。

That stranger, that bast, he just rubbed Cobb the wrong way.

也许是他那双破破烂烂的鞋子。

Maybe it was those ratty shoes.

也许是他那副狼一般的笑容。

Maybe it was that wolfish smile.

他僵在原地，嘴巴干得像空垃圾桶。

He froze, mouth going dry as a dustbin.

那副狼一样的笑，蓬乱的头发，还有那股野兽的气味。

The wolfish smile, the wild hair, the animal smell.

老科布想起了所有听过的关于换皮人的传说，那是奶奶讲给他听的老故事，说有些人白天是人，一到满月就变成饿疯了的狼。

Old Cobb thought about every story he'd ever heard about skin changers, Old stories his nan had told him of men who were only men by day, but turned to ravenous wolves by the light of the full moon.

双手发抖，老科布偷偷朝窗外看了一眼。

Hands trembling, Old Cobb peeked out the window.

令他惊恐的是，他看见一轮黄澄澄的满月沉沉地挂在天上。

To his horror, he saw the yellow moon hanging heavy in the sky.

那轮黄澄澄的满月。

The yellow full moon.

哦，狼人，他低声说。

Oh, werewolf, he whispered.

刚才那是啥？

What was that?

老科布猛地转过身。

Old Cobb whirled around.

那个叫巴斯的陌生人正关上前面的门，喘着气，脸上却依旧挂着那副过分洁白、格外狼性的笑容。

The stranger, Bast, was just closing the front door behind him, breathing a little hard but still smiling that too white, too wolfish smile.

滚出去，老科布厉声喝道。

Out, old Cobb snapped.

你不受欢迎。

You're not welcome here.

陌生人愣了一下，显得很惊讶。

The stranger blinked, surprised.

他举起双手，做出和平的姿态。

He held up his hands in a gesture of peace.

喂，别这样，他轻声说。

Hey now, he said gently.

我们可说好了。

We had a deal.

我刚花了一个小时给你劈柴、运柴。

I just spent the last hour chopping and hauling wood for you.

一碗炖菜，外加个暖和地方睡觉，这就是约定。

A bowl of stew and a warm place to sleep, that was the agreement.

老科布指着他的脸，手拍在窗板上，挡住了月光。

Old Cobb jabbed a finger at him, slapping the shutter's clothes to block the moonlight.

我还不知道你是什么人的时候才答应的，现在我知道了，”他声音有点发抖，自己也不想这样。

That was before I knew what you were, what you are, he said, shakier than he would have liked.

你是个陌生人？

You're a A stranger?

巴斯一脸困惑地说。

Bast said, confused.

一个流浪汉？

A vagrant?

一个只想讨口热饭吃的穷人？

A poor man just looking for a warm meal?

这些都没错，但我对你没有恶意，约定就是约定。

All of that is true, but I mean you no harm, and a deal is a deal.

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Meet the sewer surfing super sleuth partners Mango and Brash, two alligator secret agents who travel through the city's plumbing sewers to fight crime and solve wacky mysteries.

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Together, they're the investigators.

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There are nine titles in this series, a special edition, and a spin off series called Agents of Suit.

现在，又出现了一个全新的案件。

And now there's a brand new case.

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Grab your copy of investigators, whether or not, at your local bookstore, library, or online today.

一个流浪汉？

A vagrant?

一个穷人？

A poor man?

哦，老科布说。

Oh, Old Cobb said.

我知道你是什么人，也知道你为什么来这儿。

I know what you are, and I know why you came here.

我到底是什么？

What am I?

巴斯特轻声问道。

Bast asked quietly.

我为什么来这里？

Why did I come here?

那低沉的声音让老科布更加害怕了。

The low voice made old Cobb more scared than ever.

是他想多了吗？还是那蓬乱的头发和胡须真的在蔓延，变得越来越浓密、越来越黑，越来越像狼？

Was it his imagination, or was that wild hair and beard spreading, getting thicker, darker, wolfier?

狼人。

Werewolf.

狼人。

Werewolf.

老科布倒吸一口冷气。

Old Cobb hissed.

你是个狼人，来这儿是因为我这儿的满月——我这客栈叫‘银月’。

You're a werewolf, and you came here because it's the full moon in my inn is called the Silver Moon.

这事儿太完美了，简直像诗一样，可太可爱了，反而让我看穿了你。

It was perfect, poetic even, but it was too cute, and I figured you out.

不是。

No.

走吧。

Go.

趁你还没变成什么可怕的怪物，赶紧走。

Go before you change into some terrible beast.

巴斯特眨了眨眼，接着大笑起来。

Bast blinked and then broke out into a gale of laughter.

笑声一阵接一阵，喘着气，哈哈大笑。

It came and came in chuckling, guffawing gasps.

那陌生人笑得脸都红了，还拍着大腿。

The stranger laughed until he was red in the face and slapping his knee.

他终于喘过气来，擦掉笑出来的眼泪。

Finally, he got his breath back, wiping the tears of mirth from his eyes.

狼人？他边笑边说。

A werewolf, he chortled.

你刚才可真把我骗住了。

You really had me going for a minute.

这玩笑真够绝的，老兄。

That was a good one, friend.

他望着老科布的脸，在火光下依旧苍白、憔悴、微微发抖。

He looked at old Cobb's face, still drawn and pale and shaky in the firelight.

你是认真的？

You're you're serious?

他说。

He said.

别开玩笑了。

Come on.

我不是狼人。

I'm not a werewolf.

我只是需要剪个头发。

I just need a haircut.

他凑近腋下闻了闻。

He sniffed at an armpit.

也许还该洗个澡，但我真不是狼人。

And maybe a bath, but I'm not a werewolf.

你讲点道理吧。

Be reasonable.

这可不就是狼人会说的话吗？

Exactly what a werewolf would say, said Old Cobb, his fear taking over his reason.

你给我滚出我的客栈，先生。

Get out of my inn, sir.

可我已经干完活了，巴斯说，举起自己起满水泡的手。

But I've done the work, Bast said, holding up his blistered hand.

看到了吧？

See?

别这样嘛。

Come on now.

至少让我喝碗你锅里炖的汤，然后我去棚子里睡，明天一早就走。

At least let me have a bowl of that stew I smell cooking, and then I'll sleep out in the shed, and I'll be gone by morning.

老科布彻底信了，连连摇头。

Old Cobb shook his head fully convinced now.

哦，你肯定闻得出来。

Oh, I bet you smell it.

你肯定什么都能闻到，就像你真是只狼一样。

I bet you smell everything like the wolf you are.

老科布抓起沉重的擀面杖，重重砸在吧台上。

Old Cobb grabbed his heavy rolling pin and slammed it onto the bar top.

想喝汤？没门。

No stew for you.

你也别想睡棚子。

No shed for you.

滚出去，别再回来了。

Get out and don't come back.

这不公平，陌生人说。

That's not fair, the stranger said.

老兄，我和你一样，是个人。

Friend, I'm a human as sure as you are.

你让一个同为人的人干活，却把他赶出去，让他饿着肚子在寒冬里过夜。

You'd let a fellow man work and then turn me away with an empty belly to sleep in the winter cold.

同为人？老科布说。

A fellow man, Old Cobb said.

绝不可能，你分明是狼人。

Never, but a werewolf.

一点没错。

Absolutely.

现在走吧。

Now go.

滚出我的客栈。

Get out of my inn.

那人重重叹了口气，转身要走。

The man sighed heavily and turned to leave.

可就在他手刚碰到门的时候，一个念头突然冒了出来。

As he laid his hand on the door, though, an idea occurred to him.

既然这客栈老板以为我是狼人，那我就让他见识见识什么叫狼人。

If the innkeeper thought he was a werewolf, well, he would give him a werewolf.

他露出一口白森森的、饥渴的笑，转身面对迷信的老科布。

He smiled that wide, white, hungry smile and turned back to the superstitious Old Cobb.

你能不能匀点肉给我？

Maybe you could spare a bit of meat.

不用煮，生的就行。

No need to cook it.

生的、带血的我正好爱吃。

Raw and bloody is fine with me.

老科布吓得后退，脸色发白。

Old Cobb drew back, paling.

不行？

No?

行吧。

Okay then.

我感觉要打喷嚏了。

I think I feel a sneeze coming on.

那喷嚏突然拉长，变成一声悠长的狼嚎。

The sneeze drew out into a long wolfish howl.

哎呀，不好意思。

Oh, sorry about that.

我也不知道自己怎么了。

I don't know what's coming over me.

巴斯特用一只手挠着耳朵，动作十足像只狼。

Bast scratched at his ear with one hand in a very wolfy way.

那是什么水吗？

Is that some water?

他朝吧台上一个被遗忘的杯子抬了抬手。

He motioned to a forgotten cup on the bar.

让我喝一口上路。

Let me just take a sip for the road.

他走到水边，冲老科布笑了笑。

He walked up to the water and smiled at Old Cobb.

他没去拿杯子，而是俯下身，用舌头吧嗒吧嗒地舔着水，水花四溅，打湿了他的胡子。

Instead of picking the cup up, he leaned over it and lapped noisily with his tongue, the water splashing and soaking his beard.

真香，他说。

Tasty, he said.

你真不给我点这炖菜吗？

You sure I can't have any of that stew?

这味道真是我最近闻过最香的了。

It's the best thing I've smelled in a a while.

真的很久没闻过了。

A while.

老科布这时正往后退，慢慢朝旅店的后门挪去。

Old Cobb was backing away now, edging towards the back door of the Inn.

不行。

No.

你不能这么做。

You you can't.

滚出去。

Get out.

巴斯笑得更开了，狼性十足地舔了舔牙齿。

Bast smiled wider, licking his teeth wolfishly.

你真的确定吗？

Are you sure?

我不确定我能不能撑得住。

I I don't know if I'll make it.

也许你说得对。

Maybe you're right.

我感觉糟透了。

I feel awful.

他仰起头，发出迄今为止最响亮的嚎叫。

He threw his head back and let out his loudest howl yet.

求你了，”他说着，解开脏兮兮的外套，跪趴在地上。

Please, he said, unbuttoning his dirty coat and falling down on all fours.

请帮我拿着衣服。

Please hold my clothes.

我变身的时候会变得特别大，衣服可能会撑破。

When I change, I get so big, they might rip.

你说得对。

You're right.

我现在能感觉到月亮了。

I can feel the moon now.

你最好赶紧跑。

You better run away.

这事儿老科布可应付不了。

That was more than Old Cobb could handle.

他尖叫一声，从后门冲了出去，没入夜色中。

With a scream, he ran out of the back door and into the night.

巴斯特听着他的喊声渐渐消失在黑暗里，然后站起身，笑得前仰后合，眼泪都掉下来了。

Bast listened to his shouts fade away into the dark and then got back to his feet, laughing so hard there were tears rolling down his cheeks.

这人真迷信，是吧？

Superstitious fellow, isn't he?

他摇着头，自言自语道。

He said to himself, shaking his head.

他真信狼人这回事。

He really believes in werewolves.

真难以想象。

Imagine that.

他走到吧台后面，掀开牛肉炖菜的盖子，深深闻了一下。

He walked behind the bar and lifted the lid off the beef stew, taking a long sniff.

不过，公道归公道。

Still, fair is fair.

他给自己舀了一碗，坐在火边慢慢吃，这次用了勺子。

He ladled himself a bowl and ate it slowly by the fire, using a spoon this time.

他叹了口气，把脚翘起来，享受着劳作之后从内到外的暖意——刚才砍树可真够累的。

He sighed and kicked up his feet, enjoying the warmth inside and out after his hard work chopping the tree.

吃完后，他找来一把直刃剃刀，把自己那显然急需打理的头发和胡须都修整了一番。

When he finished eating, he found a straight razor and gave his hair and beard the trim he apparently so desperately needed.

收拾干净、刮完胡子后，他打了个饱嗝，把夹克垫在头下，舒舒服服地睡着了，天还没亮就醒了，起身离开。

Once he was cleaned and shaved, he burped, laid his jacket under his head, and drifted off into a snug and cozy sleep, waking and leaving before the dawn's first light.

第二天，老科布回来，发现炖菜锅空了，炉火灭了，地上散落着一堆又乱又脏的毛发。

The next day, Old Cobb came back and found an empty stew pot, a burned out fire, and a scattered pile of wild mangy hair.

要是老科布当初履行了和巴斯的约定，这一切根本就不会发生。

Of course, none of this would have happened if Old Cobb had followed through on the deal he made with Bast.

他太过多疑，明明只是个落魄、急需善意与款待的普通人，他却当成是狼人。

His overly suspicious nature made him see a werewolf where there was only a man down on his luck and in need of some kindness and hospitality.

但老科布就是不愿吸取这个教训。

But Old Cobb didn't wanna learn that lesson.

狼人差点要了我的命，他一边收拾残局，一边自言自语。

Werewolf almost got me, he said to himself, cleaning up the mess.

幸好我逃出来了。

Thank goodness I got away.

就在那天，他把店名改成了‘日出客栈’，从此再也不让毛茸茸的陌生人进门。

That very day, he changed the name to The Sunrise Inn, and he never let in hairy strangers.

一次都没有，再也没让谁进过门。

Not once, not ever again.

完。

The end.

今天的故事《旅店里的狼人》是丹尼尔·海恩斯为你们改编的伊索寓言，由我，阿曼达·韦尔登为您朗读。

Today's story, The Werewolf at the Inn, was an adaptation of an Aesop's fable written for you by Daniel Hines and performed for you by me, Amanda Weldon.

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