馬丁和他們那段街上所有的孩子都跟它挺熟。它是一只大黑貓,眼睛象两个小銅錢,脾气溫和,恬靜。孩子們走过,总要低下头来,摸摸它的軟毛;它呢,弓起背来,在他們脚边挨挨蹭蹭,亲热地叫着。所以,那天早上——这正是我們要講的那天早上,——突然听到一声絕望的貓叫时,那段街上全体小居民都慌乱越来了。可怜的法魯乔(大伙都这么叫黑貓),它要餓死了!这多可怕!啊,会这样的!一 Martin and all the children in that street are familiar with it. It is a big black cat, eyes like two small coins, temper mild, quiet. When the children walked, they always bowed their heads and touched the soft fur; and it bowed back and cried affectionately at their feet. So, that morning - which is exactly the day we talk about it - when a desperate cat suddenly heard, all the other small residents in the street became more and more confused. Poor Faro Qiao (everyone so called black cat), it is starving to death! This is terrible! Ah, it will be like this!