" What is it, boy" ? whispered the scout, lowering his tall form into a crouching attitude, like a panther about to take his leap; " God send it be a tardy Frencher, skulking for plunder. I do believe 'killdeer' would take an uncommon range today" !

侦察员低声说道， 把他高大的身躯压低成蹲伏的姿势， 就像一只准备跳跃的豹子； “上帝保佑它成为一个迟到的法国人， 偷偷摸摸地抢劫。我相信'killdeer'今天会采取不寻常的范围” ！