英语翻译Thesignonthewallseemedtoquaverunderafilmofslidingwarmwater.Eckelsfelthiseyelidsblinkoverhisstare,andthesignburnedinthismomentarydarkness:TIMESAFARI,INC. SAFARISTOANYYEARINTHEPAST. YOUNAMETH

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英语翻译
The sign on the wall seemed to quaver under a film of sliding warm water.Eckels felt his eyelids blink over his stare,and the sign burned in this momentary darkness:
TIME SAFARI,INC.
SAFARIS TO ANY YEAR IN THE PAST.
YOU NAME THE ANIMAL.
WE TAKE YOU THERE.
YOU SHOOT IT.
Warm phlegm gathered in Eckels' throat; he swallowed and pushed it down.The muscles around his mouth formed a smile as he put his hand slowly out upon the air,and in that hand waved a check for ten thousand dollars to the man behind the desk.
"Does this safari guarantee I come back alive?"
"We guarantee nothing," said the official,"except the dinosaurs." He turned."This is Mr.Travis,your Safari Guide in the Past.He'll tell you what and where to shoot.If he says no shooting,no shooting.If you disobey instructions,there's a stiff penalty of another ten thousand dollars,plus possible government action,on your return."
Eckels glanced across the vast office at a mass and tangle,a snaking and humming of wires and steel boxes,at an aurora that flickered now orange,now silver,now blue.There was a sound like a gigantic bonfire burning all of Time,all the years and all the parchment ca
lendars,all the hours piled high and set aflame.
A touch of the hand and this burning would,on the instant,beautifully reverse itself.Eckels remembered the wording in the advertisements to the letter.Out of chars and ashes,out of dust and coals,like golden salamanders,the old years,the green years,might lea

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墙上的标志似乎颤动膜下滑动的暖水.埃克尔斯感到他的眼睑眨眼在他的凝视,并签署燃烧在这短暂的黑暗：
时间旅行,公司
狩猎的任何一年过去.
你名字的动物.
我们带你去那儿.
你开枪.
热痰聚集在埃克尔斯的喉咙；他吞下推下来.他的嘴巴周围的肌肉形成一个微笑,他把自己的手慢慢地在空中,在手挥舞着一张一万美元的支票给桌子后面的那个人.
“这Safari保证我活着回来吗?”
“我们保证没有什么,”该官员说,“除了恐龙.”他转过身来.”这是特拉维斯先生,你的旅行指南在过去.他会告诉你什么和在哪里拍摄.如果他说不排除,没有射击.如果你不服从指令,有严厉的处罚的另外一万美元,加上政府的行动,对你的回报.”
埃克尔斯映在绝处质量和纠结,一条蜿蜒的嗡嗡声线和钢箱,在极光闪烁的橙色,现在,现在的银,现在蓝.有一个像一个巨大的篝火燃烧所有的声音,所有年和所有的羊皮纸的日历,所有小时堆得高高的,点燃.
触摸的手,这将在燃烧,瞬间,精美的逆转.埃克尔斯想起在广告的措辞的信.从字符和灰,尘土和煤,像金色的蝾螈,老年,绿色年,可能会离开