行前的准备大体就绪，大获全胜的蟾蜍领着伙伴们来到养马场，要他们去捉那匹老灰马。由于事先没跟老马商量，蟾蜍就分派他在这趟尘土弥漫的旅途中干这件尘土弥漫的脏活，老马一肚子牢骚怨气，所以逮住他可费了大劲。蟾蜍乘他们逮马时，又往食品柜塞进更多的必需品，又把饲料袋、几网兜洋葱头、几大捆干草，还有几只筐子，吊在车厢底下。老马终于给逮住，套在车上，他们出发了。三只动物各随所好，有的跟着车走，有的坐在车杠上，大伙儿你一言我一语，同时说着话。那天下午，阳光灿烂。他们蹴起的尘土，香喷喷的，闻着叫人心旷神怡。大路两侧茂密的果园里，鸟儿们欢乐地向他们打招呼，吹口哨。和蔼的过路人从他们身旁走过时，向他们道声好，或者停下来，说几句中听的话，赞美他们那漂亮的马车。兔儿们坐在树篱下他们家的门口，举着前爪，一叠连声赞叹：“哎呀呀！哎呀呀！哎呀呀！”
Late in the evening, tired and happy and miles from Home, they drew up on a remote common far from habitations, turned the horse loose to graze, and ate their simple supper sitting on the grass by the side of the cart. Toad talked big about all he was going to do in the days to come, while stars grew fuller and larger all around them, and a yellow moon, appearing suddenly and silently from nowhere in particular, came to keep them company and listen to their talk. At last they turned in to their little bunks in the cart; and Toad, kicking out his legs, sleepily said, ‘Well, good night, you fellows! This is the real life for a gentleman! Talk about your old river!’
天色很晚的时候，他们离家已有好些哩地了，身体疲乏，心情愉快，就在一处远离人烟的公地上歇下来。他们卸下马具。由着马去吃草，自己坐在车旁的草地上。蟾蜍大谈他在未来几天打算干的事。这时，星星围着他们，越来越密，越来越大。一轮黄澄澄的月亮，不知打哪儿悄悄地突然冒出来，给他们作伴儿，听他们说话。过后，他们钻进篷车，爬上各自的铺位。蟾蜍伸开两脚，瞌睡得迷糊糊地说：“伙计们，晚安！这才是绅士们应该过的生活！别再谈你的那条老河了！”
‘I DON’T talk about my river,’ replied the patient Rat. ‘You KNOW I don’t, Toad. But I THINK about it,’ he added pathetically, in a lower tone: ‘I think about it—all the time!’
“我并不谈我的河，”河鼠不紧不慢地说。“蟾蜍，这你知道，可我心里总叨念它，”他又凄凄切切地低声说：“我想念它——一直在想念它！”
The Mole reached out from under his blanket, felt for the Rat’s paw in the darkness, and gave it a squeeze. ‘I’ll do whatever you like, Ratty,’ he whispered. ‘Shall we run away to-morrow morning, quite early—VERY early—and go back to our dear old hole on the river?’
鼹鼠从毯子下面伸出爪子，在黑暗里摸到河鼠的爪子，捏了一下。“鼠儿，只要你乐意，干什么我都愿意，”他悄悄对他说，“明儿一大早，咱们就开溜，回到咱们亲爱的河上老洞去，好吗？”
‘No, no, we’ll see it out,’ whispered back the Rat. ‘Thanks awfully, but I ought to stick by Toad till this trip is ended. It wouldn’t be safe for him to be left to himself. It won’t take very long. His fads never do. Good night!’
“不，不，咱们还是坚持到底，”河鼠悄声回答。“多谢你的好意，不过我得守着蟾蜍，直到这趟旅行结束。撂下他一个，我不放心。不会拖很久的。他的怪念头，从来也维持不长。晚安！”
The end was indeed nearer than even the Rat suspected.
这次旅行，果然结束得比河鼠预料的还要早。
After so much open air and excitement the Toad slept very soundly, and no amount of shaking could rouse him out of bed next morning. So the Mole and Rat turned to, quietly and manfully, and while the Rat saw to the horse, and lit a fire, and cleaned last night’s cups and platters, and got things ready for breakfast, the Mole trudged off to the nearest village, a long way off, for milk and eggs and various necessaries the Toad had, of course, forgotten to provide. The hard work had all been done, and the two animals were resting, thoroughly exhausted, by the time Toad appeared on the scene, fresh and gay, remarking what a pleasant easy life it was they were all leading now, after the cares and worries and fatigues of housekeeping at Home.
由于长时间的户外活动，兴奋欢快，蟾蜍睡得很死，第二天早晨，怎么推也推他不醒。于是鼹鼠和河鼠毅然决然，不声不响地动手干起活来。河鼠喂马，生火，洗刷隔夜的杯盘碗盏，准备早餐。鼹鼠呢，他走了一段很长的路，到最近的村落里去买牛奶、鸡蛋，以及蟾蜍自然忘带的一应必需品。等这些繁重的劳务全都干完，两只动物累得够呛，坐下来歇憩时，蟾蜍这才露面，神采奕奕，兴致勃勃，说现在他们大家都活得轻松愉快啦，不用像在家时那样操劳家务啦。
They had a pleasant ramble that day over grassy downs and along narrow by-lanes, and camped as before, on a common, only this time the two guests took care that Toad should do his fair share of work. In consequence, when the time came for starting next morning, Toad was by no means so rapturous about the simplicity of the primitive life, and indeed attempted to resume his place in his bunk, whence he was hauled by force. Their way lay, as before, across country by narrow lanes, and it was not till the afternoon that they came out on the high-road, their first high-road; and there disaster, fleet and unforeseen, sprang out on them—disaster momentous indeed to their expedition, but simply overwhelming in its effect on the after-career of Toad.
这一天，他们悠闲自在地游逛，驶过绿茵茵的草原，穿行窄窄的小径，当晚又在一块公地上过夜。不过，两位客人这回硬要蟾蜍干他份内的活儿。结果，第二天早上要动身时，蟾蜍不再津津乐道原始生活如何单纯简易，却一味想赖回他的铺上，但被他们硬拖了起来。和昨天一样，他们的路程仍是穿经窄窄的小径，越过田野。到了下午，他们才上了公路。这是他们遇到的第一条公路。就在这儿，意想不到的祸事，迅雷般落到了他们头上。这桩祸事，对于他们的旅行是个灾难，而对于蟾蜍今后的生涯，却产生了翻天覆地的重大影响。
They were strolling along the high-road easily, the Mole by the horse’s head, talking to him, since the horse had complained that he was being frightfully left out of it, and nobody considered him in the least; the Toad and the Water Rat walking behind the cart talking together—at least Toad was talking, and Rat was saying at intervals, ‘Yes, precisely; and what did YOU say to HIM?’—and thinking all the time of something very different, when far behind them they heard a faint warning hum; like the drone of a distant bee. Glancing back, they saw a small cloud of dust, with a dark centre of energy, advancing on them at incredible speed, while from out the dust a faint ‘Poop-poop!’ wailed like an uneasy animal in pain. Hardly regarding it, they turned to resume their conversation, when in an instant (as it seemed) the peaceful scene was changed, and with a blast of wind and a whirl of sound that made them jump for the nearest ditch, It was on them! The ‘Poop-poop’ rang with a brazen shout in their ears, they had a moment’s glimpse of an interior of glittering plate-glass and rich morocco, and the magnificent motor-car, immense, breath-snatching, passionate, with its pilot tense and hugging his wheel, possessed all earth and air for the fraction of a second, flung an enveloping cloud of dust that blinded and enwrapped them utterly, and then dwindled to a speck in the far distance, changed back into a droning bee once more.
他们正悠闲自在地在公路上缓缓行进，鼹鼠和老马并肩而行，跟马说话，因为那匹马抱怨说，他被冷落了，谁也不理睬他。蟾蜍和河鼠跟在车后，互相交谈——至少是蟾蜍在说话，河鼠只是有一搭没一搭地插上一句：“是呀，可不是吗？你跟他说什么来着？”心里却琢磨着毫不相干的别样事。就在这当儿，从后面老远的地方传来一阵隐隐的警告的轰鸣声，就像一只蜜蜂在远处嗡嗡嘤嘤。回头一看，只见后面一团滚滚烟尘，中心有个黑黑的东西在移动，以难以置信的速度向他们冲来。从烟尘里，发出一种低微的“噗噗”声，像一只惊恐不安的动物在痛苦地呻吟。他们并没在意，又接着谈话。可是就在一瞬间（仿佛只一眨眼的工夫），宁静的局面突然打破了。一阵狂风，一声怒吼，那东西猛扑上来，把他们逼下了路旁的沟渠。那“噗噗”声，像只大喇叭，在他们耳边震天价响。那东西里面锃亮的厚玻璃板和华贵的摩洛哥山羊皮垫，在他们眼前一晃而过。原来那是一辆富丽堂皇的汽车，一个庞然大物，脾气暴躁，令人胆寒。驾驶员聚精会神地紧握方向盘，顷刻间独霸了整个天地，搅起一团遮天蔽日的尘云，把他们团团裹住，什么也看不见了。接着，它嗖地远去，缩成一个小黑点，又变成了一只低声嗡嗡的蜜蜂。
The old grey horse, dreaming, as he plodded along, of his quiet paddock, in a new raw situation such as this simply abandoned himself to his natural emotions. Rearing, plunging, backing steadily, in spite of all the Mole’s efforts at his head, and all the Mole’s lively language directed at his better feelings, he drove the cart backwards towards the deep ditch at the side of the road. It wavered an instant—then there was a heartrending crash—and the canary-coloured cart, their pride and their joy, lay on its side in the ditch, an irredeemable wreck.
那匹老灰马，正慢悠悠地往前踱步，一面梦想着他那恬静闲适的养马场，突然遇上这么个难对付的局面，不由得狂躁起来。他向后退，又向前猛冲，又一个劲儿倒退，不管鼹鼠怎样使劲拉他的马头．怎样在一旁苦口婆心地劝他保持冷静，全都无济于事，硬是把车子往后推到了路旁的深沟边。那车晃了晃，接着便是撕心裂胆的一阵破碎声，结果，这辆淡黄色篷车，他们的骄傲和欢乐，就整个横躺在沟底，成了一堆无法修复的残骸。
The Rat danced up and down in the road, simply transported with passion. ‘You villains!’ he shouted, shaking both fists, ‘You scoundrels, you highwaymen, you—you—roadhogs!--I’ll have the law of you! I’ll report you! I’ll take you through all the Courts!’ His home-sickness had quite slipped away from him, and for the moment he was the skipper of the canary-coloured vessel driven on a shoal by the reckless jockeying of rival mariners, and he was trying to recollect all the fine and biting things he used to say to masters of steam-launches when their wash, as they drove too near the bank, used to flood his parlour-carpet at Home.
河鼠站在路当中，暴跳如雷，气得直顿脚。“这帮恶棍！”他挥着双拳大声吼叫。“这帮坏蛋，这帮强盗，你们——你们——你们这帮路匪！——我要控告你们！我要把你们送上法庭！”他的念家情绪领时消失，此刻，他成了一艘淡黄色航船的船长，他的船被一群敌对的船员肆无忌惮的横冲直撞逼上了浅滩。一怒之下，他过去痛骂那些小汽船老板的尖酸刻薄的话一股脑喷发出来，因为那些人把船开得离岸大近，搅起的浪花常常淹了他家客厅的地毯。
Toad sat straight down in the middle of the dusty road, his legs stretched out before him, and stared fixedly in the direction of the disappearing motor-car. He breathed short, his face wore a placid satisfied expression, and at intervals he faintly murmured ‘Poop-poop!’
蟾蜍一屁股坐在满是尘土的大路当中，两腿直挺挺地伸在前面，眼睛定定地凝望着汽车开走的方向。他呼吸急促，脸上的神情却十分宁静而满意，嘴里还不时发出轻轻的“噗噗”声。
The Mole was busy trying to quiet the horse, which he succeeded in doing after a time. Then he went to look at the cart, on its side in the ditch. It was indeed a sorry sight. Panels and windows smashed, axles hopelessly bent, one wheel off, sardine-tins scattered over the wide world, and the bird in the bird-cage sobbing pitifully and calling to be let out.
鼹鼠忙着安抚老灰马，过了一会，终于使他镇静下来。接着他就去查看那辆横躺在沟底的车。那模样真是惨不忍睹。门窗全都摔得粉碎，车轴弯得不可收拾，一只轮子脱落了，沙丁鱼罐头掉了一地，笼里的鸟惨兮兮地抽泣着，哭喊着求他们放他出来。
The Rat came to help him, but their united efforts were not sufficient to right the cart. ‘Hi! Toad!’ they cried. ‘Come and bear a hand, can’t you!’
河鼠过去帮助鼹鼠，可他们两个一齐努力也没能把车扶起。“喂！蟾蜍！”他们喊道。“下来帮一把手，行不行？”
The Toad never answered a word, or budged from his seat in the road; so they went to see what was the matter with him. They found him in a sort of a trance, a happy smile on his face, his eyes still fixed on the dusty wake of their destroyer. At intervals he was still heard to murmur ‘Poop-poop!’
蟾蜍一声不吭，坐在路上纹丝不动。他俩只得过去，看看究竟出了什么事。只见，蟾蜍正迷迷瞪瞪地出神，脸上挂着幸福的笑容，两眼仍直勾勾地盯着前面尘土飞扬的地方，那个毁了他们的家伙的去向。时不时，还听到他低声念叨：“噗噗！”
The Rat shook him by the shoulder. ‘Are you coming to help us, Toad?’ he demanded sternly.
‘Glorious, stirring sight!’ murmured Toad, never offering to move. ‘The poetry of motion! The REAL way to travel! The ONLY way to travel! Here to-day—in next week to-morrow! Villages skipped, towns and cities jumped—always somebody else’s horizon! O bliss! O poop-poop! O my! O my!’
“多么灿烂辉煌又激动人心的景象啊！”蟾蜍嘟哝着说，根本不打算挪窝儿。“诗一般的动力！这才叫真正的旅行！这才是旅行的唯一方式！今天在这儿——明天就到了别处！一座座村庄，一座座城镇，飞驰而过——新的眼界不断出现！多幸福啊！噗噗！哎呀呀！哎呀呀！”
‘O STOP being an ass, Toad!’ cried the Mole despairingly.
“别这么呆头呆脑的，蟾蜍！”鼹鼠喊道，拿他毫无办法。
‘And to think I never KNEW!’ went on the Toad in a dreamy monotone. ‘All those wasted years that lie behind me, I never knew, never even DREAMT! But NOW—but now that I know, now that I fully realise! O what a flowery track lies spread before me, henceforth! What dust-clouds shall spring up behind me as I speed on my reckless way! What carts I shall fling carelessly into the ditch in the wake of my magnificent onset! Horrid little carts—common carts—canary-coloured carts!’
“想想看，我对这玩意一无所知！”蟾蜍继续梦吃般地喃喃道。“我虚度了多少时光啊！不但从不知道，连做梦也没梦到过！现在我可知道了，现在我可全明白了！从今以后；展现在我面前的，该是多么光辉灿烂的锦绣前程啊！我要在公路上横冲直撞，飞速驰骋，在身后卷起漫天的尘土！我要威风凛凛地疾驰而过，把大批马车推下沟渠！哼！讨厌的小马车！平淡无奇的马车！淡黄色的马车！”
‘What are we to do with him?’ asked the Mole of the Water Rat.
“咱们拿他怎么办？”鼹鼠问河鼠。
‘Nothing at all,’ replied the Rat firmly. ‘Because there is really nothing to be done. You see, I know him from of old. He is now possessed. He has got a new craze, and it always takes him that way, in its first stage. He’ll continue like that for days now, like an animal walking in a happy dream, quite useless for all practical purposes. Never mind him. Let’s go and see what there is to be done about the cart.’
“什么也不用干，”河鼠斩钉截铁地说。“事实上，没有什么可干的。我太了解他啦。他现在是走火入魔。他又迷上了一个新玩意儿。一开头，总要给它缠磨成这个德行。他会一连许多天都这样疯疯傻傻，就像一只在美梦里游荡的动物，毫无实际用处。没关系，不必理他。咱们还是去看看怎样收拾那辆车吧。”
A careful inspection showed them that, even if they succeeded in righting it by themselves, the cart would travel no longer. The axles were in a hopeless state, and the missing wheel was shattered into pieces.
经过仔细考察，他们看到，即使把车扶正过来，也没法再乘上它旅行了。车轴破损得一塌糊涂，脱落的一只轮子，完全粉碎了。
The Rat knotted the horse’s reins over his back and took him by the head, carrying the bird cage and its hysterical occupant in the other hand. ‘Come on!’ he said grimly to the Mole. ‘It’s five or six miles to the nearest town, and we shall just have to walk it. The sooner we make a start the better.’
河鼠把组绳拴在马背上，一手牵着马，一手提着鸟笼，带上笼里那只惊慌万状的鸟。“走！”他神情严肃地对鼹鼠说。“到最近的小镇，也有五六哩的路程，咱们只能靠脚走了。所以得趁早动身。”
‘But what about Toad?’ asked the Mole anxiously, as they set off together. ‘We can’t leave him here, sitting in the middle of the road by himself, in the distracted state he’s in! It’s not safe. Supposing another Thing were to come along?’
“可蟾蜍怎么办？”他俩双双上路时，鼹鼠不安地问。“瞧他那副神不守舍的样子，咱们总不能把他独自个儿撂在路当中吧！那太不安全了。万一又开过来一辆汽车怎么办？’”
‘O, BOTHER Toad,’ said the Rat savagely; ‘I’ve done with him!’
“哼，去他的！”河鼠怒冲冲地说，“我跟他一刀两断啦！”
They had not proceeded very far on their way, however, when there was a pattering of feet behind them, and Toad caught them up and thrust a paw inside the elbow of each of them; still breathing short and staring into vacancy.
可是，他们没走出多远，就听见后面吧嗒吧嗒的脚步声，原来是蟾蜍撵上来了。他把两只爪子一边一个，插进他俩的臂弯里，仍旧气喘吁吁，两眼发直，盯着空空的前方。
‘Now, look here, Toad!’ said the Rat sharply: ‘as soon as we get to the town, you’ll have to go straight to the police-station, and see if they know anything about that motor-car and who it belongs to, and lodge a complaint against it. And then you’ll have to go to a blacksmith’s or a wheelwright’s and arrange for the cart to be fetched and mended and put to rights. It’ll take time, but it’s not quite a hopeless smash. Meanwhile, the Mole and I will go to an inn and find comfortable rooms where we can stay till the cart’s ready, and till your nerves have recovered their shock.’
“你听着，蟾蜍！”河鼠厉声说：“我们一到镇上，你就径直上警察局，问问他们知不知道那辆汽车，是谁的车，还要对他们提出起诉。然后，你得去找一家铁匠铺，或者修车铺，要他们把马车给修理好，这需要花一点时间，不过它还没坏到没法修理的程度。同时，鼹鼠和我就去旅馆，找几间舒适的房间住下，等车修好，也等你精神恢复过来再走。”
‘Police-station! Complaint!’murmured Toad dreamily. ‘Me COMPLAIN of that beautiful, that heavenly vision that has been vouchsafed me! MEND THE CART! I’ve done with carts for ever. I never want to see the cart, or to hear of it, again. O, Ratty! You can’t think how obliged I am to you for consenting to come on this trip! I wouldn’t have gone without you, and then I might never have seen that—that swan, that sunbeam, that thunderbolt! I might never have heard that entrancing sound, or smelt that bewitching smell! I owe it all to you, my best of friends!’
“警察局！起诉！”蟾蜍梦吃般地喃喃道。“要我去控告那个美妙的恩典吗？修马车！我和马车永远永远拜拜啦！我再也不想见到马车，不想过问马车的事啦。鼠儿啊，你同意和我一块儿旅行，我真不知道怎样感谢你才好！因为你要不来，我就不会来，也就永远看不到——那只天鹅，那道阳光，那声雷鸣！永远听不到那种叫人醉心的声响，闻不到那股叫人着迷的气味了！这一切全亏了你呀，我最好的朋友！”
The Rat turned from him in despair. ‘You see what it is?’ he said to the Mole, addressing him across Toad’s head: ‘He’s quite hopeless. I give it up—when we get to the town we’ll go to the railway station, and with luck we may pick up a train there that’ll get us back to riverbank to-night. And if ever you catch me going a-pleasuring with this provoking animal again!’ He snorted, and during the rest of that weary trudge addressed his remarks exclusively to Mole.
河鼠无可奈何地掉转脸去。“瞧见了吗？”他隔着蟾蜍的头对鼹鼠说：“他简直不可救药。算了，拉倒吧。等我们到了镇上，就去火车站，运气好的话，也许能赶上一趟火车，今晚就可以回到河岸。你瞧着吧，今后我再跟这个可恶的动物一块儿玩乐才怪！”他愤愤地哼了一下鼻子，随后，在这段沉闷乏味的跋涉途中，他只跟鼹鼠一个人搭话。
On reaching the town they went straight to the station and deposited Toad in the second-class waiting-room, giving a porter twopence to keep a strict eye on him. They then left the horse at an inn stable, and gave what directions they could about the cart and its contents. Eventually, a slow train having landed them at a station not very far from Toad Hall, they escorted the spell-bound, sleep-walking Toad to his door, put him inside it, and instructed his housekeeper to feed him, undress him, and put him to bed. Then they got out their boat from the boat-house, sculled down the river Home, and at a very late hour sat down to supper in their own cosy riverside parlour, to the Rat’s great joy and contentment.
