13 Mr Twit Gets a Horrid Shock

Mr Twit Gets a Horrid Shock Mr Twit, who thought he had seen his ugly wife for the last time, was sitting in the garden celebrating with a mug of beer. Silently, Mrs Twit came floating down. When she was about the height of the house above Mr Twit, she suddenly called out at the top of her voice, 'Here I come, you grizzly old grunion! You rotten old turnip! You filthy old frumpet!' Mr Twit jumped as though he'd been stung by a giant wasp. He dropped his beer. He looked up. He gaped. He gasped. He gurgled. A few choking

推特先生喝着啤酒坐在花园里庆祝，他以为这是他最后一次见到他那丑陋的妻子了。 特威特太太悄悄地飘了下来。 当她快到特维特先生上方的房子高度时，她突然扯着嗓子喊道:“我来了，你这个白发苍苍的老家伙!你这个腐烂的老萝卜!你这个肮脏的老喇叭!”推特先生跳了起来，好像被一只巨大的黄蜂蜇了。 他把啤酒弄掉了。他抬起头来。 他目瞪口呆。他气喘吁吁地说。他咯咯地笑了。 几个窒息

sounds came out of his mouth. 'Ughhhhhhhh!' he said. 'Arghhhhhhhh! Ouchhhhhhhh!' 'I'll get you for this!' shouted Mrs Twit. She was floating down right on top of him. She was purple with rage and slashing the air with her long walking-stick which she had somehow managed to hang on to all the time. 'I'll swish you to a swazzle!' she shouted. 'I'll swash you to a swizzle! I'll gnash you to a gnozzle! I'll gnosh you to a gnazzle!' And before Mr Twit had time to run away, this bundle of balloons and petticoats

声音从他嘴里发出来。 “Ughhhhhhhh !他说。“Arghhhhhhhh !Ouchhhhhhhh !“我要报复你!”特威特太太喊道。 她正好浮在他身上。 她气得脸色发青，用她那根不知怎么一直抓在手里的长手杖猛挥着空中。 “我要把你打得晕头转向!”她喊道。 “我要把你灌得烂醉如泥!”我要把你咬成肉泥!我要把你咬得稀烂!”特维特先生还没来得及跑开，这捆气球和衬裙

and fiery fury landed right on top of him, lashing out with the stick and cracking him all over his body.

火辣辣的怒火正好落在他身上，用棍子猛击他，把他打得全身都是。