法拉古舰长心里很烦躁，拈着那下巴下面蓬蓬的一撮浓须。

　　Ned Land! he called.

　　尼德·兰呢？他喊。

　　The Canadian reported at once.

　　加拿大人跑到前面来。

　　Well, Mr. Land, the commander asked, do you still advise putting my longboats to sea?

　　好，尼德·兰师傅，他问，现在您看是不是还要把小船放下海去？

　　No, sir, Ned Land replied, because that beast won't be caught against its will.

　　先生，不，尼德·兰答，因为这个东西是不让人捕捉的，除非它出于自愿。

　　Then what should we do?

　　那怎么办呢?

　　Stoke up more steam, sir, if you can.

　　先生，尽可能加大气力。

　　As for me, with your permission I'll go perch on the bobstays under the bowsprit, and if we can get within a harpoon length, I'll harpoon the brute.

　　我自己，当然先要得到您的允许，我在船头前桅的绳梯上守着，等我们到了鱼叉投得着的距离时，我就把鱼叉投出去。

　　Go to it, Ned, Commander Farragut replied. Engineer, he called, keep the pressure mounting!

　　尼德·兰，就这样办吧。舰长答。他又喊：工程师，快加大马力。

　　Ned Land made his way to his post. The furnaces were urged into greater activity;our propeller did forty-three revolutions per minute, and steam shot from the valves.

　　尼德·兰走上他的岗位。火力尽量加大着，机轮每分钟转四十三转，蒸汽从活塞里跑出。

　　Heaving the log, we verified that the Abraham Lincoln was going at the rate of 18.5 miles per hour.

　　把测程器抛下去，测知林肯号这时的速度是每小时十八海里半。