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From the old and pleasantly situated village of Mayenfeld, a footpath winds through green and shady meadows to the foot of the mountains, which on this side look down from their stern [1] and lofty [2] heights upon the valley below.The land grows gradually wilder as the path ascends, and the climber has not gone far before he begins to inhale [3] the fragrance of the short grass and sturdy [4] mountain-plants, for the way is steep and leads directly up to the summits above.
On a clear sunny morning in June two figures might be seen climbing the narrow mountain path; one a tall strong looking girl, the other a child whom she was leading by the hand, and whose little cheeks were so aglow [5] with heat that the crimson colour could be seen even through the dark, sun burnt skin.And this was hardly to be wondered at, for in spite of the hot June sun the child was clothed as if to keep off the bitterest frost.She did not look more than five years old, if as much, but it would have been hard to say what her natural figure was like, for she had on apparently two, if not three dresses, one above the other, and over these a thick red woollen shawl wound round about her, so that the little body presented a shapeless appearance, as, with its small feet shod [6] in thick, nailed mountain-shoes, it slowly and laboriously plodded its way up in the heat.The two must have left the valley a good hour's walk behind them, when they came to the hamlet [7] known as Dörfli, which is situated half way up the mountain.Here the wayfarers met with greetings from all sides, some calling to them from windows, some from open doors, others from outside for the elder girl was now in her old home.She did not, however, pause in her walk to respond to her friends' welcoming cries and questions, but passed on without stopping for a moment until she reached the last of the scattered houses of the hamlet.Here a voice called to her from the door:“Wait a moment, Dete; if you are going up higher, I will come with you.”
The girl thus [8] addressed stood still, and the child immediately let go her hand and seated herself on the ground.
“Are you tired, Heidi? ” asked her companion.
“No, I am hot, ” answered the child.
“We shall soon get to the top now.You must walk bravely on a little longer, and take good long steps, and in another hour we shall be there, ” said Dete in an encouraging voice.
They were now joined by a stout [9] , good-natured-looking woman, who walked on ahead with her old acquaintance, the two breaking forth at once into lively conversation about everybody and everything in Dörfli and its surroundings, while the child wandered on behind them.
“And where are you off to with the child? ” asked the one who had just joined the party.“I suppose it is the child your sister left? ”
“Yes, ” answered Dete.“I am taking her up to Uncle, where she must stay.”
“The child stay up there with Alm-Uncle! You must be out of your senses, Dete! How can you think of such a thing! The old man, however, will soon send you and your proposal packing off home again! ”
“He cannot very well do that, seeing that he is her grandfather.He must do something for her.I have had the charge of the child till now, and I can tell you, Barbel, I am not going to give up the chance which has just fallen to me of getting a good place, for her sake.It is for the grandfather now to do his duty by her.”
“That would be all very well if he were like other people, ” asseverated [10] stout Barbel warmly, “but you know what he is.And what can he do with a child, especially with one so young! The child cannot possibly live with him.But where are you thinking of going yourself? ”
“To Frankfurt, where an extra good place awaits me, ” answered Dete.“The people I am going to were down at the baths last summer, and it was part of my duty to attend upon their rooms.They would have liked then to take me away with them, but I could not leave.Now they are there again and have repeated their off er,and I intend to go with them, you may make up your mind to that! ”
“I am glad I am not the child! ” exclaimed Barbel, with a gesture of horrified pity.“Not a creature knows anything about the old man up there! He will have nothing to do with anybody, and never sets his foot inside a church from one year's end to another.When he does come down once in a while, everybody dears out of the way of him and his big stick.The mere sight of him, with his bushy grey eyebrows and his immense [11] beard, is alarming enough.He looks like any old heathen [12] or Indian, and few would care to meet him alone.”
“Well, and what of that? ” said Dete, in a defiant [13] voice, “he is the grandfather all the same, and must look after the child.He is not likely to do her any harm, and if he does, he will be answerable [14] for it, not I.”
“I should very much like to know, ” continued Barbel, in an inquiring tone of voice, “what the old man has on his conscience that he looks as he does, and lives up there on the mountain like a hermit [15] , hardly ever allowing himself to be seen.All kinds of things are said about him.You, Dete, however, must certainly have learnt a good deal concerning him from your sister — am I not right? ”
“You are right, I did, but I am not going to repeat what I heard; if it should come to his ears I should get into trouble about it.”
Now Barbel had for long past been most anxious to
ascertain
[16]
particulars about Alm-Uncle, as she could not understand why he seemed to feel such
hatred
[17]
towards his fellow-creatures, and insisted on living all alone, or why people spoke about him half in whispers, as if afraid to say anything against him, and yet unwilling to
take his part
.Moreover, Barbel was in ignorance as to why all the people in Dörfli called him Alm-Uncle, for he could not possibly be uncle to everybody living there.As, however, it was the custom, she did like the rest and called the old man Uncle.Barbel had only lived in Dörfli since her marriage, which had taken place not long before.Previous to that her home had been below in Prättigau, so that she was not well acquainted with all the events that had ever taken place, and with all the people who had ever lived in Dörfli and its neighbourhood.Dete, on the contrary, had been born in Dörfli, and had lived there with her mother until the death of the latter the year before, and had then gone over to the baths at Ragatz and taken service in the large hotel there as
chambermaid
[18]
.On the morning of this day she had come all the way from Ragatz with the child, a friend having given them a lift in a hay-cart as far as Mayenfeld.Barbel was therefore determined not to lose this good opportunity of satisfying her curiosity.She put her arm through Dete's in a confidential sort of way, and said: “I know I can find out the real truth from you, and the meaning of all these tales that are afloat about him.I believe you know the whole story.Now do just tell me what is wrong with the old man, and if he was always
shunned
[19]
as he is now, and was always such a
misanthrope
[20]
.”
“How can I possibly tell you whether he was always the same, seeing I am only twenty-six and he at least seventy years of age; so you can hardly expect me to know much about his youth.If I was sure, however, that what I tell you would not go the whole round of Prättigau, I could relate all kinds of things about him;my mother came from Domleschg, and so did he.”
“Nonsense, Dete, what do you mean? ” replied Barbel, somewhat offended,“gossip has not reached such a dreadful pitch in Prättigau as all that, and I am also quite capable of holding my tongue when it is necessary.”
“Very well then, I will tell you — but just wait a moment, ” said Dete in a warning voice, and she looked back to make sure that the child was not near enough to hear all she was going to relate; but the child was nowhere to be seen, and must have turned aside from following her companions some time before, while these were too eagerly occupied with their conversation to notice it.Dete stood still and looked around her in all directions.The footpath wound a little here and there, but could nevertheless be seen along its whole length nearly to Dörfli;no one, however, was visible upon it at this moment.
“I see where she is, ” exclaimed Barbel, “look over there! ” and she pointed to a spot far away from the footpath.“She is climbing up the slope yonder [21] with the goatherd [22] and his goats.I wonder why he is so late today bringing them up.It happens well, however, for us, for he can now see after the child, and you can the better tell me your tale.”
“Oh, as to the looking after, ” remarked Dete, “the boy need not
put himself out
about that; she is not
by any means
stupid for her five years, and knows how to use her eyes.She notices all that is going on, as I have often had occasion to remark, and this will stand her in good
stead
[23]
some-day, for the old man has nothing beyond his two goats and his hut.”
“Did he ever have more? ” asked Barbel.
“He? I should think so indeed, ” replied Dete with animation; “he was owner once of one of the largest farms in Domleschg.He was the elder of two brothers;the younger was a quiet, orderly man, but nothing would please the other but to play the grand gentleman and go driving about the country and mixing with bad company, strangers that nobody knew.He drank and gambled away the whole of his property, and when this became known to his mother and father they died, one shortly after the other, of sorrow.The younger brother, who was also reduced to beggary, went off in his anger, no one knew whither [24] , while Uncle himself, having nothing now left to him but his bad name, also disappeared.For some time his whereabouts [25] were unknown, then someone found out that he had gone to Naples as a soldier; after that nothing more was heard of him for twelve or fifteen years.At the end of that time he reappeared in Domleschg, bringing, with him a young child, whom he tried to place with some of his kins people.Every door, however, was shut in his face, for no one wished to have any more to do with him. Embittered [26] by this treatment, he vowed never to set foot in Domleschg again, and he then came to Dörfli, where he continued to live with his little boy.His wife was probably a native of the Grisons, whom he had met down there, and who died soon after their marriage.He could not have been entirely without money, for he apprenticed [27] his son, Tobias, to a carpenter.He was a steady lad, and kindly received by every one in Dörfli.The old man was, however, still looked upon with suspicion, and it was even rumoured that he had been forced to make his escape from Naples, or it might have gone badly with him, for that he had killed a man, not in fair fight, you understand, but in some brawl [28] .We, however, did not refuse to acknowledge our relationship with him, my great-grandmother on my mother's side having been sister to his grandmother.So we called him Uncle, and as through my father we are also related to nearly every family in Dörfli, he became known all over the place as Uncle, and since he went to live on the mountain side he has gone everywhere by the name of Alm-Uncle.”
“And what happened to Tobias? ” asked Barbel, who was listening with deep interest.
“Wait a moment, I am coming to that, but I cannot tell you everything at once, ” replied Dete.“Tobias was taught his trade in Mels, and when he had served his apprenticeship he came back to Dörfli and married my sister Adelaide.They had always been fond of one another, and they got on very well together after they were married.But their happiness did not last long.Her husband met with his death only two years after their marriage, a beam falling upon him as he was working, and killing him on the spot.They carried him home, and when Adelaide saw the poor disfigured body of her husband she was so overcome with horror and grief that she fell into a fever from which she never recovered.She had always been rather delicate and subject to curious attacks, during which no one knew whether she was awake or sleeping.And so two months after Tobias had been carried to the grave, his wife followed him.Their sad fate was the talk of everybody far and near, and both in private and public the general opinion was expressed that it was a punishment which Uncle had deserved for the godless life he had led.Some went so far even as to tell him so to his face.Our minister endeavoured to awaken his conscience and exhorted [29] him to repentance [30] , but the old man grew only more wrathful [31] and obdurate [32] and would not speak to a soul, and every one did their best to keep out of his way.All at once we heard that he had gone to live up the Alm and did not intend ever to come down again, and since then he has led his solitary life on the mountain side at enmity [33] with God and man.Mother and I took Adelaide's little one, then only a year old, into our care.When mother died last year, and I went down to the baths to earn some money, I paid old Ursula, who lives in the village just above, to keep and look after the child.I stayed on at the baths through the winter, for as I could sew and knit I had no difficulty in finding plenty of work, and early in the spring the same family I had waited on before returned from Frankfurt, and again asked me to go back with them.And so we are leaving the day after to-morrow, and I can assure you, it is an excellent place for me.”
“And you are going to give the child over to the old man up there? It surprises me beyond words that you can think of doing such a thing, Dete, ” said Barbel, in a voice full of reproach [34] .
“What do you mean? ” retorted [35] Dete.“I have done my duty by the child, and what would you have me do with it now? I cannot certainly take a child of five years old with me to Frankfurt.But where are you going to yourself, Barbel;we are now half way up the Alm? ”
“We have just reached the place I wanted, ” answered Barbel.“I had something to say to the goatherd's wife, who does some spinning for me in the winter.So good-bye, Dete, and good luck to you! ”
Dete shook hands with her friend and remained standing while Barbel went towards a small, dark brown hut, which stood a few steps away from the path in a hollow that afforded it some protection from the mountain wind.The hut was situated half way up the Alm, reckoning from Dörfli, and it was well that it was provided with some shelter, for it was so broken-down and dilapidated [36] that even then it must have been very unsafe as a habitation, for when the stormy south wind came sweeping over the mountain, everything inside it, doors and windows, shook and rattled, and all the rotten old beams creaked and trembled.On such days as this, had the goatherd's dwelling been standing above on the exposed mountain side, it could not have escaped being blown straight down into the valley without a moment's warning.
Here lived Peter, the eleven-year-old boy, who every morning went down to Dörfli to fetch his goats and drive them up on to the mountain, where they were free to browse till evening on the delicious mountain plants.
Then Peter, with his light-footed animals, would go running and leaping down the mountain again till he reached Dörfli, and there he would give a shrill [37] whistle through his fingers, whereupon all the owners of the goats would come out to fetch home the animals that belonged to them.It was generally the small boys and girls who ran in answer to Peter's whistle, for they were none of them afraid of the gentle goats, and this was the only hour of the day through all the summer months that Peter had any opportunity of seeing his young friends, since the rest of his time was spent alone with the goats.He had a mother and a blind grandmother at home, it is true, but he was always obliged to start off very early in the morning, and only got home late in the evening from Dörfli, for he always stayed as long as he could talking and playing with the other children; and so he had just time enough at home, and that was all, to swallow down his bread and milk in the morning, and again in the evening to get through a similar meal, lie down in bed and go to sleep.His father, who had been also known as the goatherd, having earned his living as such when younger, had been accidentally killed while cutting wood some years before.His mother, whose real name was Brigitta, was always called the goatherd's wife, for the sake of old association, while the blind grandmother was just “grandmother” to all the old and young in the neighbourhood.
Dete had been standing for a good ten minutes looking about her in every direction for some sign of the children and the goats.Not a glimpse of them, however, was to be seen, so she climbed to a higher spot, whence [38] she could get a fuller view of the mountain as it sloped beneath her to the valley, while, with ever-increasing anxiety on her face and in her movements, she continued to scan the surrounding slopes.Meanwhile the children were climbing up by a far and roundabout way, for Peter knew many spots where all kinds of good food, in the shape of shrubs [39] and plants, grew for his goats, and he was in the habit of leading his flock aside from the beaten track.The child, exhausted with the heat and weight of her thick armour of clothes, panted and struggled after him at first with some difficulty.She said nothing, but her little eyes kept watching first Peter, as he sprang nimbly [40] hither [41] and thither [42] on his bare feet, clad [43] only in his short light breeches [44] , and then the slim-legged goats that went leaping over rocks and shrubs and up the steep ascents with even greater ease.All at once she sat herself down on the ground, and as fast as her little fingers could move, began pulling off her shoes and stockings.This done she rose, unwound the hot red shawl [45] and threw it away, and then proceeded to undo her frock [46] .It was off in a second, but there was still another to unfasten, for Dete had put the Sunday frock on over the everyday one, to save the trouble of carrying it.Quick as lightning the everyday frock followed the other, and now the child stood up, clad only in her light short-sleeved under garment, stretching out her little bare arms with glee [47] .She put all her clothes together in a tidy little heap [48] , and then went jumping and climbing up after Peter and the goats as nimbly as any one of the party.Peter had taken no heed of what the child was about when she stayed behind, but when she ran up to him in her new attire [49] , his face broke into a grin, which grew broader still as he looked back and saw the small heap of clothes lying on the ground, until his mouth stretched almost from ear to ear; he said nothing, however.The child, able now to move at her ease, began to enter into conversation with Peter, who had many questions to answer, for his companion wanted to know how many goats he had, where he was going to with them, and what he had to do when he arrived there.At last, after some time, they and the goats approached the hut and came within view of Cousin Dete.Hardly had the latter caught sight of the little company climbing up towards her when she shrieked out: “Heidi, what have you been doing! What a sight you have made of yourself! And where are your two frocks and the red wrapper? And the new shoes I bought, and the new stockings I knitted for you —everything gone! Not a thing left! What can you have been thinking of, Heidi;where are all your clothes? ”
The child quietly pointed to a spot below on the mountain side and answered,“Down there.” Dete followed the direction of her finger; she could just distinguish something lying on the ground, with a spot of red on the top of it which she had no doubt was the woollen wrapper.
“You good-for-nothing little thing! ” exclaimed Dete angrily, “what could have put it into your head to do like that.What made you undress [50] yourself? What do you mean by it? ”
“I don't want any clothes, ” said the child, not showing any sign of repentance for her past deed.
“You wretched [51] , thoughtless child! Have you no sense in you at all? ”continued Dete, scolding and lamenting [52] .“Who is going all that way down to fetch them; it's a good half hour's walk! Peter, you go off and fetch them for me as quickly as you can, and don't stand there gaping [53] at me, as if you were rooted to the ground! ”
“I am already past my time, ” answered Peter slowly, without moving from the spot where he had been standing with his hands in his pockets, listening to Dete's outburst of dismay and anger.
“Well, you won't get far if you only keep on standing there with your eyes staring out of your head, ” was Dete's cross [54] reply; “but see, you shall have something nice, ” and she held out a bright new piece of money to him that sparkled in the sun.Peter was immediately up and off down the steep mountain side, taking the shortest cut, and in an incredibly short space of time had reached the little heap of clothes, which he gathered up under his arm, and was back again so quickly that even Dete was obliged to give him a word of praise as she handed him the promised money.Peter promptly [55] thrust [56] it into his pocket and his face beamed [57] with delight, for it was not often that he was the happy possessor of such riches.
“You can carry the things up for me as far as Uncle's, as you are going the same way, ” went on Dete, who was preparing to continue her climb up the mountain side, which rose in a steep ascent immediately behind the goatherd's hut.Peter willingly undertook to do this, and followed after her on his bare feet, with his left arm round the bundle and the right swinging his goatherd's stick, while Heidi and the goats went skipping and jumping joyfully beside him.After a climb of more than three-quarters of an hour they reached the top of the Alm mountain.Uncle's hut stood on a projection of the rock, exposed indeed to the winds, but where every ray of sun could rest upon it, and a full view could be had of the valley beneath.Behind the hut stood three old fir [58] trees, with long, thick, unlopped [59] branches.Beyond these rose a further wall of mountain, the lower heights still overgrown with beautiful grass and plants, above which were stonier [60] slopes, covered only with scrub [61] , that led gradually up to the steep, bare, rocky summits.
Against the hut, on the side looking towards the valley, Uncle had put up a seat.Here he was sitting, his pipe in his mouth and his hands on his knees, quietly looking out, when the children, the goats, and Cousin Dete suddenly clambered [62] into view.Heidi was at the top first.She went straight up to the old man, put out her hand, and said, “Good-evening, grandfather.”
“So, so, what is the meaning of this? ” he asked gruffly [63] , as he gave the child an abrupt [64] shake of the hand, and gazed long and scrutinisingly [65] at her from under his bushy eye brows.Heidi stared steadily back at him in return with unflinching [66] gaze, for the grandfather, with his long beard and thick grey eyebrows that grew together over his nose and looked just like a bush, was such a remarkable appearance, that Heidi was unable to take her eyes off him.Meanwhile Dete had come up, with Peter after her, and the latter now stood still a while to watch what was going on.
“I wish you good-day, Uncle, ” said Dete, as she walked towards him, “and I have brought you Tobias and Adelaide's child.You will hardly recognise her, as you have never seen her since she was a year old.”
“And what has the child to do with me up here? ” asked the old man curtly [67] .“You there, ” he then called out to Peter, “be off with your goats, you are none too early as it is, and take mine with you.”
Peter obeyed on the instant and quickly disappeared, for the old man had given him a look that made him feel that he did not want to stay any longer.
“The child is here to remain with you, ” Dete made answer.“I have, I think, done my duty by her for these four years, and now it is time for you to do yours.”
“That's it, is it? ” said the old man, as he looked at her with a flash in his eye.“And when the child begins to fret [68] and whine [69] after you, as is the way with these unreasonable little beings, what am I to do with her then? ”
“That's your aff air, ” retorted Dete.“I know I had to
put up with her
without complaint when she was left on my hands as an infant, and with enough to do as it was for my mother and self.Now I have to go and look after my own earnings, and you are the next of kin to the child.If you cannot arrange to keep her, do with her as you like.You will be answerable for the result if harm happens to her, though you have hardly need, I should think, to add to the burden already on your conscience.”
Now Dete was not quite easy in her own conscience about what she was doing, and consequently was feeling hot and irritable [70] , and said more than she had intended.As she uttered her last words, Uncle rose from his seat.He looked at her in a way that made her draw back a step or two, then flinging out his arm, he said to her in a commanding voice: “Be off with you this instant, and get back as quickly as you can to the place whence you came, and do not let me see your face again in a hurry.”
Dete did not wait to be told twice.“Good-bye to you then, and to you too, Heidi, ” she called, as she turned quickly away and started to descend the mountain at a running pace, which she did not slacken [71] till she found herself safely again at Dörfli, for some inward agitation [72] drove her forwards as if a steam-engine was at work inside her.Again questions came raining down upon her from all sides, for everyone knew Dete, as well as all particulars of the birth and former history of the child, and all wondered what she had done with it.From every door and window came voices calling: “Where is the child? ”“Where have you left the child, Dete? ”and more and more reluctantly Dete made answer, “Up there with Alm-Uncle! ”“With Alm-Uncle, have I not told you so already.”
Then the women began to hurl [73] reproaches at her: first one cried out, “How could you do such a thing! ” then an other, “To think of leaving a helpless little thing up there, ” while again and again came the words, “The poor mite [74] ! The poor mite! ” pursuing her as she went along.Unable at last to bear it any longer Dete ran forward as fast as she could until she was beyond reach of their voices.She was far from happy at the thought of what she had done, for the child had been left in her care by her dying mother.She quieted herself, however, with the idea that she would be better able to do something for the child if she was earning plenty of money, and it was a relief to her to think that she would soon be far away from all these people who were making such a fuss [75] about the matter, and she rejoiced [76] further still that she was at liberty now to take such a good place.
[1] stern [stə:n] a. 严峻的，令人生畏的
[2] lofty [ˈlɔfti] a. 高耸的
[3] inhale [inˈheil] v. 吸入
[4] sturdy [ˈstə:di] a. （植物）耐寒的
[5] aglow [əˈgləu] a. 发红的，通红的
[6] shod [ˈʃɔd] a. 穿着鞋的
[7] hamlet [ˈhæmlit] n. 小村庄
[8] thus[ðʌs] ad. 如此，这样；像这样
[9] stout [staut] a. 结实的，矮胖的
[10] asseverate [əˈsevəreit] v. 郑重声明，（严正地）宣称，断言
[11] immense [iˈmens] a. 巨大的
[12] heathen [ˈhi:ðən] n. 异教徒；粗野的人
[13] defiant [diˈfaiənt] a. 藐视的，大胆的
[14] answerable [ˈɑ:nsərəbl] a. 有责任的
[15] hermit [ˈhə:mit] n. 隐士
[16] ascertain [ˌæsəˈtein] v. 探知，查明
[17] hatred [ˈheitrid] n. 嫌恶，敌意
[18] chambermaid [ˈtʃeimbəmeid] n. （旅馆里整理房间的）女服务员
[19] shun [ʃʌn] v. （习惯性地或有意识地）避开，回避
[20] misanthrope [ˈmizənθrəup] n. 厌恶人类者；遁世者
[21] yonder[jɔndə] ad. 在那边，在远处
[22] goatherd [ˈgəuthə:d] n. 牧羊人，羊倌
[23] stead [sted] n. 用处，利益
[24] whither[ˈwiðə] ad. 往何处，向哪里
[25] whereabouts [ˈwɛərəˌbauts] n. 下落，行踪
[26] embitter [imˈbitə] v. 使痛苦，使难过
[27] apprentice [əˈprentis] v. 使当学徒，使学（或习艺）
[28] brawl [brɔ:l] n. 打架，大打出手
[29] exhort [igˈzɔ:t] v. 劝诫，规劝
[30] repentance [riˈpentəns] n. 忏悔，悔悟
[31] wrathful [ˈræθful] a. 狂怒的
[32] obdurate [ˈɔbdjurət] a. 执拗的，顽固不化的
[33] enmity [ˈenməti] n. （态度或感情）敌对，反目，不和
[34] reproach [riˈprəutʃ] n. 责备，指摘
[35] retort [riˈtɔ:t] v. 反驳，回嘴
[36] dilapidated [diˈlæpideitid] a. 失修的；破旧的
[37] shrill [ʃril] a. 尖声的，刺耳的
[38] whence[wens] ad. 从何处
[39] shrub [ʃrʌb] n. 灌木，灌木丛
[40] nimbly [ˈnimbli] ad. 敏捷地
[41] hither[ˈhiðə] ad. 到这里
[42] thither[ˈðiðə] ad. 到那里
[43] clad [klæd] a. 穿着衣服的
[44] breeches [ˈbritʃiz] n. （齐膝或刚过膝的）男式短裤
[45] shawl [ʃɔ:l] n. （尤指妇女用的）披肩
[46] frock [frɔk] n. 女服，女式礼服；连衣裙
[47] glee [ˈgli:] n. 欢乐
[48] heap [hi:p] n. （一）堆
[49] attire [əˈtaiə] n. 衣服（尤指华丽的服饰）
[50] undress [ˌʌnˈdres] v. 脱掉……的衣服
[51] wretched [ˈretʃid] a. 令人讨厌的
[52] lament [ləˈment] v. 伤心，悲叹
[53] gape [geip] v. 目瞪口呆地凝视
[54] cross [krɔ:s] a. 生气的
[55] promptly [prɔmptli] ad. 迅速地
[56] thrust [θrʌst] v. 塞进
[57] beam [bi:m] v. 满脸堆笑
[58] fir [fə:] n. 冷杉
[59] unlopped [ʌnlɔpt] a. 未被修剪的（树枝等）
[60] stony [ˈstəuni] a. 多石的
[61] scrub [skrʌb] n. 灌木，灌木丛
[62] clamber [ˈklæmbə] v. 攀登，攀爬
[63] gruffly[ˈgrʌfli] ad. 粗声地
[64] abrupt [əˈbrʌpt] a. 生硬的
[65] scrutinisingly [ˈskru:tinaiziŋli] ad. 细致地（看）
[66] unflinching [ˌʌnˈflintʃiŋ] a. 不畏缩的
[67] curtly[ˈkə:tli] ad. 粗率地，简慢地
[68] fret [fret] v. 烦躁
[69] whine [wain] v. 哭诉
[70] irritable [iritəbəl] a. 急躁的
[71] slacken [ˈslækən] v. 松劲，懈怠
[72] agitation [ˌædʒiˈteiʃən] n. （情绪等的）纷乱，骚动
[73] hurl [hə:l] v. 口气激烈地表达
[74] mite [mait] n. 小孩，小东西
[75] fuss [fʌs] n. 大惊小怪，小题大做
[76] rejoice [riˈdʒɔis] v. 感到高兴