Rosalie lived in a small village high in the hills. One night, she had a fever. She felt very hot and very weak.
罗莎莉住在高高的山丘上的一个小村子里。一天夜里，她发起了烧。她觉得浑身滚烫，又虚弱无力。
Her grandson Emil ran to the next house. "Kwame! Please help us!" he said. "My grandmother is ill."
她的孙子埃米尔跑到隔壁。“夸梅！请帮帮我们！”他说，“我奶奶病了。”
Kwame opened the door. "Is there a doctor in the village?" he asked.
夸梅打开门。“村里有医生吗？”他问。
"No," said Emil. "The doctor lives in town. It is far."
“没有，”埃米尔说，“医生住在镇上。很远。”
"Can we call her?" asked Kwame.
“我们能打电话给她吗？”夸梅问。
"The phone does not work in the hills," said Emil.
“山里的电话打不通，”埃米尔说。
Kwame thought for a moment. "It rained all day," he said. "The road is mud. A car cannot go there."
夸梅想了一会儿。“雨下了一整天，”他说，“路上全是泥。汽车过不去。”
"What can we do?" asked Emil.
“那我们怎么办？”埃米尔问。
"I have my old tractor," said Kwame. "It is slow, but it is strong."
“我有我的旧拖拉机，”夸梅说，“它很慢，但是很有力。”
They ran to the barn. Kwame started the old tractor. It made a loud noise. Emil sat next to him with a big lamp.
他们跑到谷仓。夸梅发动了旧拖拉机，发出很大的响声。埃米尔提着一盏大灯，坐在他旁边。
The road was dark and wet. The mud was deep. The tractor went slowly, but it did not stop. After an hour, they came to a bend.
路又黑又湿。泥很深。拖拉机开得很慢，但是一直没有停。一个小时后，他们来到一个拐弯处。
Some cows stood in the middle of the road. They did not move. Kwame pressed the horn. The cows looked at him and ate more grass.
几头牛站在路中间，一动不动。夸梅按了喇叭。牛看了看他，继续吃草。
"They do not like our noise," said Emil. "Wait. I have some bread."
“它们不喜欢我们的噪音，”埃米尔说，“等一下。我有面包。”
Emil got down from the tractor. He held out the bread and walked to the side. The cows followed him one by one. The road was free.
埃米尔从拖拉机上下来。他伸出面包，向路边走去。牛一头接一头地跟着他走了。路通了。
"Good work," said Kwame. Emil smiled and jumped back up.
“干得好，”夸梅说。埃米尔笑了笑，跳回车上。
Soon the tractor made a strange sound. Then it stopped. Kwame looked at the tank. "No more fuel," he said.
没多久，拖拉机发出了奇怪的声音，然后停了下来。夸梅看了看油箱。“没油了，”他说。
"Do you have more?" asked Emil.
“你还有油吗？”埃米尔问。
"Yes, there is a can in the barn," said Kwame. "But it is far behind us."
“有，谷仓里有一桶，”夸梅说，“可是离我们太远了。”
Then they heard a car. Its light came around the bend. A woman stood in the road and waved her arms.
这时他们听到了汽车的声音。车灯从拐弯处照了过来。一位女士站在路中间，挥舞着双臂。
"Hello!" she said. "I am Sunita. I am the doctor. My car is stuck down the road."
“你们好！”她说，“我叫苏妮塔。我是医生。我的车陷在前面的路上了。”
Kwame and Emil looked at each other. "We need you!" said Emil.
夸梅和埃米尔对视了一眼。“我们正需要您！”埃米尔说。
"Who is ill?" asked Sunita.
“谁病了？”苏妮塔问。
"My grandmother," said Emil. "She has a fever."
“我奶奶，”埃米尔说，“她发烧了。”
"Then I must go to her now," said Sunita. "Is it far?"
“那我得马上去看她，”苏妮塔说，“远吗？”
"One hour by tractor," said Kwame. "But we have no fuel."
“坐拖拉机要一个小时，”夸梅说，“可是我们没有油了。”
Sunita looked at the tractor. She opened her bag. "I have a small can in my car," she said. "My car does not move, but the fuel is fine."
苏妮塔看了看拖拉机。她打开包。“我车里有一小桶油，”她说，“我的车动不了，但油没问题。”
They walked together to her car. They took the can and went back to the tractor. Kwame poured the fuel into the tank. The old engine started with a loud noise.
他们一起走到她的车边，拿了油桶，回到拖拉机旁。夸梅把油倒进油箱。老发动机轰隆一声启动了。
"Come, Doctor," said Kwame. "Sit here, next to the boy."
“来吧，医生，”夸梅说，“坐这儿，挨着这孩子。”
Sunita held her bag on her knees. Emil held the lamp high. The tractor moved slowly through the mud and the dark.
苏妮塔把包放在膝盖上。埃米尔把灯举得高高的。拖拉机慢慢地穿过泥泞和黑暗。
At last, they saw the lights of the village. Emil jumped down before the tractor stopped. He ran to the house and opened the door.
终于，他们看到了村子的灯光。拖拉机还没停稳，埃米尔就跳了下去。他跑到屋前，推开了门。
Rosalie lay in bed. She opened her eyes. "Emil? Who is that?" she asked.
罗莎莉躺在床上。她睁开眼睛。“埃米尔？那是谁？”她问。
"Grandmother, this is the doctor," said Emil. "She came on Kwame's tractor."
“奶奶，这是医生，”埃米尔说，“她是坐夸梅的拖拉机来的。”
Sunita sat down next to the bed. She put her hand on Rosalie's head. "Don't worry," she said. "I have medicine in my bag."
苏妮塔在床边坐下。她把手放在罗莎莉的额头上。“别担心，”她说，“我包里有药。”
Kwame stood at the door with his hat. "Is she very ill?" he asked.
夸梅拿着帽子站在门口。“她病得很重吗？”他问。
"She is ill, but she is strong," said Sunita. "You came in time."
“她病了，但她很坚强，”苏妮塔说，“你们来得及时。”
Then she looked at the tractor outside. "Next time, I bring my own fuel," she said.
然后她望向屋外的拖拉机。“下次，我自己带油，”她说。
