3-第十章:瘦提督的神秘身份(8)
The Gronckle didn't move.
"I said 'Hold on to him!'" shouted the Thin Prefect crossly.
The Gronckle blinked at him and still didn't move.
"Oh for Thor's sake, you stupid alligator ..." swore the Thin Prefect in Norse. From his pocket he got out his half of How to Speak Dragonese and started flicking through it, muttering to himself, "Release, release -- what's the word for release?"
"I think you'll find the word is 'release,' sir?" advised Hiccup politely.
"Thank you," sneered the Thin Prefect. "Release," he said to the Gronckle, who opened its jaws and the Kidnapper dropped, sprawling onto the floor.
"As you can see," drawled the Thin Prefect, "I need the other half of your book, Hiccup."
Hiccup tried not to look as terrified as he felt.
"How do you know my name?" he asked. "And why are we speaking in Norse, not in Latin?"