少儿英语学习：Last Day 最后一天
Charlotte and Wilbur were alone. Wilbur lay restingafter the excitement and strain of the ceremony.His medal still hung from his neck; by looking out ofthe corner of his eye he could see it.
“Charlotte,” said Wilbur after a while, “why are you so quiet?”
“I like to sit still,” she said.”I’ve always been rather quiet.”
“Yes, but you seem specially so today. Do you feel all right?”
“A little tired, perhaps. But I feel peaceful. Your success in the ring this morning was to a smalldegree, my success.Your future is assured. You will live, secure and safe, Wilbur. Nothing canharm you now. These autumn days will shorten and grow cold. The leaves will shake loose fromthe trees and fall. Christmas will come, then the snows of winter. You will live to enjoy thebeauty of the frozen world, for you mean a great deal to Zuckerman and he will not harm you,ever. Winter will pass, the days will lengthen, the ice will melt in the pasture pond. The songsparrow will return and sing, the frogs will awake, the warm wind will blow again. All these sightsand sounds and smells will be yours to enjoy, Wilbur—this lovely world, these precious days…”
也许有点儿累吧。但我觉得很平静。今天早上你在围栏里的成功，在小小的程度上也是我的成功。你的未来有保证了。你将生活得十分安全，威尔伯。现在没 有什么能伤害你。秋天的白昼会缩短，天气会变冷。叶子将从树上松动落下。圣诞节即将来临，之后是冬天的飘雪。你将活着享受冰天雪地的美景，因为对于朱克曼先生来说，你意义重大，他不会伤害你的，永远不会。冬天会过去，白昼会延长，牧场池塘上的冰将融化。篱雀将飞回来歌唱，青蛙要苏醒，温暖的风会再次吹起。 所有这些景象、声音和香气都将供你享受，威尔伯-这个美好的世界，这些珍贵的日子……”
Charlotte stopped. A moment later a tear came to Wilbur’s eye. “Oh, Charlotte,” he said. “Tothink that when I first met you I thought you were cruel and bloodthirsty!”
When he recovered from his emotion, he spoke again.
“Why did you do all this for me?” he asked. “I don’t deserve it. I’ve never done anything foryou.”
“You have been my friend,” replied Charlotte.
“That in itself is a tremendous thing. I wove my webs for you because I liked you.After all,what’s a life, anyway? We’re born, we live a little while, we die. A spider’s life can’t help beingsomething of a mess, with all this trapping and eating flies.By helping you, perhaps I was tryingto lift up my life a trifle. Heaven knows anyones life can stand a little of that.”
“Well,” said Wilbur. “I’m no good at making speeches. I haven’t got your gift for words. But youhave saved me, Charlotte, and I would gladly give my life for you–I really would.”
“I’m sure you would. And I thank you for your generous sentiments.”
“Charlotte,” said Wilbur. “We’re all going home today. The Fair is almost over. Won’t it bewonderful to be back home in the barn cellar again with the sheep and the geese? Aren’t youanxious to get home?”
For a moment Charlotte said nothing. Then she spoke in a voice so low Wilbur could hardlyhear the words.
“I will not be going back to the barn,” she said. Wilbur leapt to his feet. “Not going back?” hecried. “Charlotte, what are you talking about?”
“I’m done for ,” she replied. “In a day or two I’ll be dead. I haven’t even strength enough toclimb down into the crate. I doubt if I have enough silk in my spinnerets to lower me to theground.”
Hearing this, Wilbur threw himself down in an agony of pain and sorrow.Great sobs racked hisbody. “Charlotte,” he moaned. “Charlotte! My true friend!”
“Come now, let’s not make a scene,” said the spider. “Be quiet, Wilbur. Stop thrashing about!”
But I can’t stand it,” shouted Wilbur. “I won’t leave you here alone to die. If you’re going tostay here I shall stay, too.”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” said Charlotte. “You can’t stay here.”
Wilbur was in a panic. He raced round and round the pen. Suddenly he had an idea he thoughtof the egg sac and the five hundred and fourteen little spiders that would hatch in the spring. IfCharlotte herself was unable to go home to the barn, at least he must take her children along.