老故事

波莉走近了，又看看这些台阶。台阶很陡，差不多像梯子。每一级都有一点不一样。她往下跳了几级。

Up close Polly looks at the steps again. They are very steep, almost like a ladder. Every step is a little different. She hops down the first few.

这些台阶有一个老故事。人们说，很久以前，有士兵来攻打这座小城。他们说，士兵在一个晚上就凿好了所有的台阶。

There is an old story about the steps. People say that soldiers came to attack the town long ago. They say the soldiers cut all the steps in one night.

这是个好故事，但可能不是真的。一个晚上不能在硬石头上凿出两百级台阶。而且这里有卫兵。他们会看到有人在干活。

It is a good story. But it is probably not true. You cannot cut two hundred steps into hard rock in one night. And there were guards here. They would see the work.

波莉在一级台阶上坐下。一只大海鸟从她下面飞过。它飞得很低，贴着水面。它不动翅膀。

Polly sits down on a step. A big seabird flies past below her. It flies very low over the water. It does not move its wings.