1 Ch1-A Royal Invitation

Christmas in Camelot Mary Pope Osborne

卡梅洛特的圣诞节玛丽教皇奥斯本

Protogae Once upon a time, in Frog Creek, Pennsylvania, a mysterious tree house appeared in the woods. A boy named Jack and his sister, Annie, climbed into the tree house. They found that it was filled with books.

从前，在宾夕法尼亚州的青蛙溪，树林里出现了一座神秘的树屋。 一个叫杰克的男孩和他的妹妹安妮爬进了树屋。 他们发现里面装满了书。

Jack and Annie soon discovered that the tree house was magic. It could take them to the places they read about in the books. All they had to do was point to a picture and wish to go there. They discovered that during their adventures, no time at all passed in Frog Creek. Jack and Annie eventually learned that the tree house belonged to Morgan le Fay, an enchantress from Camelot, the long-ago kingdom of King Arthur. On one of their journeys, Jack and Annie visited Morgan's library in Camelot and brought hope and courage to King Arthur.

杰克和安妮很快发现树屋有魔力。 它可以把他们带到他们在书中读到的地方。 他们所要做的就是指着一幅画，并希望去那里。 他们发现，在他们的冒险中，青蛙溪一点时间也没有过去。 杰克和安妮最终得知树屋属于仙女摩根，她是很久以前亚瑟王王国卡米洛特的一个女巫。 在一次旅行中，杰克和安妮参观了摩根在卡梅洛特的图书馆，给亚瑟王带来了希望和勇气。

Now it is winter. Jack and Annie have not seen Morgan or the magic tree house for many months.…

现在是冬天。杰克和安妮已经好几个月没见到摩根和魔法树屋了....

CHAPTER ONE A Royal Invitation Sunlight had faded from the late-afternoon sky. Puffy snow clouds were moving in. "Let's hurry. I'm cold," said Jack. He and Annie were walking home from school. Their Christmas vacation was just beginning. Cooo—cooo.

第一章皇室的邀请阳光已经从傍晚的天空中消失了。 蓬松的雪云飘了进来。 “让我们着急。我很冷，”杰克说。 他和安妮正从学校走回家。 他们的圣诞假期才刚刚开始。 Cooo-cooo。

"Wait," said Annie. "Look." She pointed to a white bird sitting on a bare tree branch at the edge of the woods. The bird was staring straight at them. "It's a dove," said Jack. "It's a messenger," said Annie, "from Morgan." "No," Jack said, afraid to get his hopes up. They hadn't seen Morgan le Fay in a long time. He really missed her. "Yes," said Annie. "She has a mission for us. I can feel it." In the hush of the cold twilight, the dove spread its wings and flew into the Frog Creek woods.

“等等，”安妮说。“看。” 她指着树林边一根光秃秃的树枝上的一只白鸟。 那只鸟直直地盯着他们。 “是一只鸽子，”杰克说。“是一个信使，”安妮说，“摩根送来的。” “不，”杰克说，不敢抱太大希望。 他们已经很久没见到仙女摩根了。 他真的很想念她。“是的，”安妮说。 “她给了我们一个任务。 我能感觉到。”在寒冷的黄昏的寂静中，鸽子展开翅膀，飞进了青蛙溪的树林。