Mr. Jones, of the Manor Farm, had locked the hen-houses forthenight, but was too drunk to remember to shut thepopholes.With the ring of light from his lantern dancing fromside to side, he lurched across the yard, kicked off his boots atthe back door, drew himself a last glass of beer from the barrelin the scullery, and made his way up to bed, where Mrs.Joneswas already snoring.

这天晚上，曼纳农场的琼斯先生锁上了鸡舍，但他喝得太醉了，连小门都忘了关上。他提着马灯，摇摇晃晃地穿过院子，走到后门，把靴子一脚踢掉，又从洗碗间的酒桶里倒了最后一杯啤酒，然后上床睡觉。琼斯太太已经在打呼噜了。