Dusting Doors

Dusting Doors

防尘门

The queen heard a noise. “ What’s that sound?” she asked. She ran to open the door.

女王听到一声巨响。 “那是什么声音？”她问。 她跑去开门。

Dirk tumbled into the Royal Bedroom. He was holding a feather duster. “ Dirk! ” cried the queen. “ What are you doing?” Dirk gulped. “ I was dusting doors. ”

德克跌进了皇家卧室。 他拿着鸡毛掸子。 “德克！”女王喊道。“你在干什么？” 德克倒吸一口气。“我在擦门。”

The queen frowned. “ This isn’t dusting day. ” Dirk’s face turned red. “ I was just—”

女王皱了皱眉。“今天不是除尘日。” 德克的脸变红了。“我只是……”

“ Never mind, ” the king snapped. “ I have a terrible problem. You must fetch the royal wizard at once! ”

“没关系，”国王厉声说道。 “我有一个可怕的问题。你必须马上把皇家巫师找来！”

“ Drat! ” Dirk mumbled. He hurried off.

“德拉特！”德克喃喃地说。 他匆匆离去。