谁打中这恶魔，给五百美元!

　　Calm of eye, cool of feature, an old gray-bearded gunner-I can see him to this day-approached the cannon, put it in position, and took aim for a good while.

　　一位胡子花白的老炮手—他现在仍然活现在我眼前—眼光镇定，面容冷静，走到大炮面前，把炮位摆好，瞄准了很久的时间。

　　There was a mighty explosion, mingled with cheers from the crew.

　　轰的一声炮响了，这时船员们的欢呼声混杂在一起。

　　The shell reached its target; it hit the animal, but not in the usual fashion-it bounced off that rounded surface and vanished into the sea two miles out.

　　炮弹打中了，正打在动物身上，但是并没有给它致命的打击，而是从它圆圆的身上滑过去落在二海里远的海中。

　　Oh drat! said the old gunner in his anger. That rascal must be covered with six-inch armor plate!

　　真怪！老炮手暴跳如雷，说，这混蛋的身上一定有一层六英寸厚的铁甲！

　　Curse the beast! Commander Farragut shouted.

　　该死的东西！法拉古舰长喊。

　　The hunt was on again, and Commander Farragut leaned over to me, saying:

　　追逐又开始了，法拉古舰长弯身对我说道：

　　I'll chase that animal till my frigate explodes!

　　我要一直追到我们的船爆炸为止！

　　Yes, I replied, and nobody would blame you!

　　对，您对！我答。

　　We could still hope that the animal would tire out and not be as insensitive to exhaustion as our steam engines.

　　人们只指望这动物筋疲力尽，它总不能跟蒸汽机一样，永远不感到疲倦。