Poor Old Bill (II)可怜的老比尔（下）

“When we could no longer hear Captain singing we all grew very cheerful and made a banquet out of our year’s provisions， as we all hoped to be home again in under three weeks. We had three great banquets every day for a week—every man had more than he could eat， and what was left over we threw on the floor like gentlemen. And then one day， as we saw San Huëgédos， and wanted to sail in to spend our money， the wind changed round from behind us and beat us out to sea. There was no tacking against it， and no getting into the harbour， though other ships sailed by us and anchored there. Sometimes a dead calm would fall on us， while fishing boats all around us flew before half a gale， and sometimes the wind would beat us out to sea when nothing else was moving.

“当再也听不到船长的歌声时，所有人都变得很高兴。（剩余4683字）