09 Mrs Twit Has the Shrinks

Mrs Twit Has the Shrinks As soon as Mrs Twit sat down, Mr Twit pointed at her and shouted, 'There you are! You're sitting in your old chair and you've shrunk so much your feet aren't even touching the ground!' Mrs Twit looked down at her feet and by golly the man was right. Her feet were not touching the ground. Mr Twit, you see, had been just as clever with the chair as he'd been with the walking-stick. Every night when he had gone downstairs and stuck a little bit extra on to the stick, he had done the same to the four legs of Mrs Twit's chair. 'Just look at you sitting there in your same old chair,' he cried, 'and you've shrunk so much your feet are dangling in the air!' Mrs Twit went white with fear. 'You've got the shrinks!' cried Mr Twit, pointing his finger at her like a pistol. 'You've got

特推特太太有精神病特推特太太刚坐下，特推特先生就指着她喊道:“你在这儿啊!你坐在那把旧椅子上，缩得连脚都碰不到地了!”特威特太太低头看了看自己的脚，天哪，那人是对的。 她的脚没有触地。 你看，特威特先生在椅子上就像在手杖上一样聪明。 每天晚上，当他下楼在棍子上多粘一点时，他也会在特威特太太的椅子的四条腿上做同样的事情。 “看看你坐在那张老椅子上，”他叫道，“你缩得那么厉害，脚都悬在空中了!”特威特太太吓得脸色发白。 “你有心理医生!”特推特先生喊道，手指像手枪一样指着她。 “你有

them badly! You've got the most terrible case of shrinks I've ever seen!' Mrs Twit became so frightened she began to dribble. But Mr Twit, still remembering the worms in his spaghetti, didn't feel sorry for her at all. 'I suppose you know what happens to you when you get the shrinks?' he said. 'What?' gasped Mrs Twit. 'What happens?' 'Your head SHRINKS into your neck… 'And your neck SHRINKS into your body… 'And your body SHRINKS into your legs… And your legs SHRINK into your feet. And in the end there's nothing left except a pair of shoes and a bundle of old clothes.' 'I can't bear it!' cried Mrs Twit. 'It's a terrible disease,' said Mr Twit. 'The worst in the world.' 'How long have I got?' cried Mrs Twit. 'How long before I finish up as a bundle of old clothes and a pair of shoes?' Mr Twit put on a very solemn face. At the rate you're going,' he said, shaking his head sadly 'I'd

他们严重!你得了我所见过的最可怕的精神病!”特威特太太吓坏了，开始流口水。 但特威特先生还记得意大利面条里的虫子，一点也不为她感到难过。 "我想你知道当你去看心理医生时会发生什么事吧? "他说。 “什么?特威特太太喘着气说。“发生了什么?“你的头缩进你的脖子……你的脖子缩进你的身体……你的身体缩进你的腿……你的腿缩进你的脚。” 最后，除了一双鞋和一捆旧衣服，什么也没有留下。“我受不了了!”特威特太太叫道。 “这是一种可怕的疾病，”推特先生说。 “世界上最糟糕的。“我还有多少时间?”特威特太太叫道。 “我还要多久才能变成一堆旧衣服和一双鞋子呢?”特威特先生摆出一副非常严肃的面孔。 “照你这样下去，”他说着，伤心地摇了摇头

say not more than ten or eleven days.' 'But isn't there anything we can do?' cried Mrs Twit. 'There's only one cure for the shrinks,' said Mr Twit. 'Tell me!' she cried. 'Oh, tell me quickly!' 'We'll have to hurry!' said Mr Twit. 'I'm ready. I'll hurry! I'll do anything you say!' cried Mrs Twit. 'You won't last long if you don't,' said Mr Twit, giving her another grizzly grin. 'What is it I must do?' cried Mrs Twit, clutching her cheeks.

不要超过10天或11天。“难道我们就没有办法了吗?”特威特太太叫道。 “治疗心理医生的方法只有一个，”推特先生说。 “告诉我!她叫道。“啊，快告诉我!”“我们得快点了!”推特先生说。 “我准备好了。我要快点!你说什么我就做什么!特威特太太叫道。 “如果你不这样做，你坚持不了多久，”推特先生说着，又对她咧嘴一笑。 “我该做什么?”特威特太太抓着自己的双颊喊道。

'You've got to be stretched,' said Mr Twit.

推特先生说:“你必须伸展身体。”