3-第八章:恐吓外邦人课(11)
The Kidnappers handed Wartihog a piece of paper addressed to Stoick.
Gobber the Belch had turned purple in the face. He was still stuck to the wall by his beard with the Kidnapper's axe. A beard was a Hooligan's pride and joy. The redder, the hairier, the tanglier the better, as far as the Hooligans were concerned. It was a terrible insult to lay so much as a finger on another Viking's beard -- let alone pin him to the wall with it.
"REVENGE!" bellowed Gobber, trying to pull himself free from the axe but only succeeding in tearing out pieces of his precious beard. "CHIEF STOICK THE VAST WILL DECLARE A BLOOD FEUD ON THE BOG-BURGLARS WHEN HE HEARS YOU HAVE STOLEN HIS HEIR AND RUINED MY BEARD!"
"These aren't Bog-Burglars," warned Hiccup. "Bog-Burglars are always women. These aren't women. Look! That one's bosom's just popped. These are Romans! Be sure and tell my father that --"