第十四章:更加糟糕的一天(8)
His heart started jumping in his chest like a mudskipper as he looked into the terrible face of the man who had Stoick the Vast by the throat. His curly horns were quite three feet high. When he opened his mouth he growled like a dog.
For a whole minute, nobody said a word.
Nobody dared move a muscle. There was no noise at all except for that terrible dog-like growling from the Outcast who was holding Stoick ... and the sound of Alvin drinking.
[Image: A pirate.]
There was no knife at Alvin's throat.