第八章:在琥珀蓄奴地寻找琥珀(17)
‘Father!’ said Snotlout desperately. ‘Are you going to let them do this to me?’ ‘Am I your father?’ said Baggybum grimly. Snotlout winced. ‘I thought I was just Baggy, an old slave… Not really Chief material, I think you said…’ ‘I,’ said Gobber the Belch, standing over the fallen Snotlout, with his hands on his hips, ‘was once your teacher. And you, difficult as I find it now to believe, were once my star pupil.’ Snotlout flinched. ‘Talking of mutiny and treason, you yourself have betrayed most of the people standing here now on this sand. People who relied on you as their protector and leader. And so I am now about to become your teacher again. I hope you are not too old to teach. For I am going to teach you a lesson about being a Chief.’ Snotlout swallowed. He didn’t think he was going to like this lesson. ‘We are out here in the middle of nowhere,’ said Gobber. ‘Your yacht is broken. It is too far to walk back on foot. (That is why they gave us yachts in the first place.) You will be overtaken by the tide before you reach the prison. ‘Your only hope,’ said Gobber, ‘is that one of us will save you by giving you a lift back on one of our yachts.’