3-第五章：回到伯克岛(11)
"You got LOST?" boomed Gobber, not believing his ears. "Vikings don't get LOST. And how could you possibly board a Roman ship by mistake? A Roman ship doesn't look anything like a Peaceable fishing boat!"
"Yes, I know, sir," stammered Fishlegs. "But we thought there were these Sharkworms, you see --"
"And WHERE," Gobber interrupted Fishlegs, his voice dangerously calm, "WHERE is your boat?"
"Ah, yes, well," said Fishlegs miserably. "The boat sort of sank, sir."
"THE BOAT SORT OF SANK?" roared Gobber. "YOU CALL YOURSELVES VIKINGS AND YOU SORT OF SINK YOUR OWN BOAT ON A PERFECTLY CALM DAY TWO HUNDRED METERS FROM YOUR OWN ISLAND? WHAT KIND OF HOOLIGANS ARE YOU, ANYWAY? YOU CAN'T BUILD BOATS, YOU CAN'T TRAIN DRAGONS, FISHLEGS HERE CAN'T EVEN SWIM ...."
"Yes, I know, sir," stammered Fishlegs. "But we thought there were these Sharkworms, you see --"
"And WHERE," Gobber interrupted Fishlegs, his voice dangerously calm, "WHERE is your boat?"
"Ah, yes, well," said Fishlegs miserably. "The boat sort of sank, sir."
"THE BOAT SORT OF SANK?" roared Gobber. "YOU CALL YOURSELVES VIKINGS AND YOU SORT OF SINK YOUR OWN BOAT ON A PERFECTLY CALM DAY TWO HUNDRED METERS FROM YOUR OWN ISLAND? WHAT KIND OF HOOLIGANS ARE YOU, ANYWAY? YOU CAN'T BUILD BOATS, YOU CAN'T TRAIN DRAGONS, FISHLEGS HERE CAN'T EVEN SWIM ...."
第五人格回说r18
