" It's the lion, " said Mr. McBee.

" 是狮子" McBee说。

He looked Mr. McBee right in the eye.

他正视着McBee 先生。

Mr. McBee scowled when he heard that.

McBee先生当他听到这个话，他有些生气。

Mr. McBee ran down the hall to the head librarian's office.

McBee先生立刻从大厅飞奔到馆长辨公室。

But Mr. McBee was at the circulation desk.

但McBee先生在柜台。

Mr. McBee ran to call a doctor.

McBee先生立刻叫了医生。

Mr. McBee walked down the hall as fast as he could.

McBee先生用他最快的速度走去大厅。

Mr. McBee frowned as he walked away.

McBee先生皱了一下眉，然後离开。

The lion put his big front paws up on the circulation desk and looked at Mr. McBee.

狮子把他的前脚放在柜台并看着McBee先生。

One evening, Mr. McBee stopped by Miss Merriweather's office on his way out.

某晚，McBee先生要回家前停在Merriweather小姐的辨公室。

He turned around. But Mr. McBee was already walking away.

他回头，但McBee 先生已经走了。

The next day, Mr. McBee walked down the hall to Miss Merriweather's office.

隔天，McBee 先生走到 Merriweather的辨公室。

Mr. McBee smiled. " No running! " he called after her.

McBee先生笑说" 别跑" 他在後面说。

" What is it, Mr. McBee? " asked Miss Merriweather in her new, sad, quiet voice.

" 怎麽了吗， McBee先生" Merriweather小姐，用她带有难过又安静的声音。