7. They’re All Exactly Like You!

Chapter 7 They′re All Exactly Like You! The next afternoon Marvin sat in his room, waiting to go. He wondered what he should take. Maybe he should pack a suitcase. “Wait a second,” he said. “It’s not like I can’t come back here.” Prince Robert could do anything! He could come back later for all his junk. Or better yet, send a servant for it. “Do you want to live in a castle, General?” he asked his lizard.

第七章他们都和你一模一样!第二天下午，马文坐在他的房间里，等着离开。 他不知道该带什么。 也许他应该打包行李。 “等一下，”他说。 “我又不是不能回到这里来。”罗伯特王子什么都能做!他可以晚些时候回来拿他所有的垃圾。 或者最好派个仆人去取。 “将军，你想住在城堡里吗?”他问他的蜥蜴。

General Jackson stuck out his tongue. Jacob came in. “I just thought of something, Mar,” he said. “Maybe Mom and Dad are really the kidnappers.” “I thought about that too,” said Marvin. “But then she wouldn’t take me for the blood test. It’d be too risky.” “Unless.…” said Jacob. “What?” “Unless she’s not really going to take you.” “What do you mean?” “No, never mind,” said Jacob. “If she killed you, she’d have to kill me and Linzy too. She wouldn’t do that.” “Probably not,” Marvin agreed. “Not Linzy, anyway.” “Marvin!” shouted Linzy from the bottom of the stairs. “Time to go!” They got in the car. Jacob and Linzy were going along. They planned to meet Mr. Redpost for dinner in the city. “You’re welcome to come to dinner too, Prince,” said Mrs. Redpost. “If you’re not too busy.” “Thank you,” replied Marvin. “But I imagine I’ll have a lot to do.” He knew Mr. and Mrs. Redpost didn’t believe he was

杰克逊将军伸出了舌头。 雅各布走了进来。“我刚想到一件事，妈妈，”他说。 “也许爸爸妈妈才是真正的绑架者。“我也想过这个，”马文说。 “但是她不愿意带我去验血。 那太冒险了。”“除非。……”雅各布说。 “什么?”“除非她真的不打算带你去。“你是什么意思?”“不，没关系，”雅各布说。 “如果她杀了你，她也得杀了我和琳兹。 她不会那样做的。“可能不会，”马文同意道。 “反正不是琳兹。”“马文!林兹在楼梯底下喊道。 “该走了!”他们上了车。 雅各布和琳兹也在一起。 他们计划在城里与雷德波斯特先生共进晚餐。 “欢迎你也来吃晚饭，王子。”雷德波斯特太太说。 “如果你不太忙的话。“谢谢你，”马文回答。 “但我想我有很多事要做。”他知道雷德波斯特夫妇不相信他

Prince Robert. He saw the way they had smiled at each other when he told them about it. They probably thought it was just some kid-thing he was doing. That was okay. Just so long as Mrs. Redpost was taking him to the Watergate Hotel. It didn’t matter what she thought. “You won’t play baseball anymore,” said Jacob. “You’ll have to learn how to play polo.” “I can play polo,” said Linzy. “You can not,” said Jacob. “I can too,” said Linzy. “Marco.” “Polo,” said Marvin. “Marco,” said Linzy. “Polo,” said Marvin. Marvin played “polo” with Linzy all the way to the hotel. It was a stupid game, but he didn’t mind. He was going to miss playing stupid games with Linzy. Mrs. Redpost parked the car at the Watergate Hotel. They walked across the parking lot and into the lobby. “No! I don’t want to!” a boy shouted. He had red hair. The boy’s mother was dragging him across the lobby.

罗伯特王子。当他告诉他们这件事时，他看到了他们互相微笑的样子。 他们可能以为他只是在做些孩子气的事。 没关系。只要雷德波斯特太太带他去水门酒店就行。 她怎么想并不重要。 “你不会再打棒球了，”雅各布说。 “你得学会打马球。“我会打马球，”林兹说。 “你不能，”雅各布说。 “我也能，”林兹说。 “马可。“Polo，”马文说。 “马可，”林兹说。“Polo。”马文说。 马文在去酒店的路上一直和琳兹打马球。 这是一个愚蠢的游戏，但他并不介意。 他会怀念和琳兹一起玩愚蠢的游戏。 雷德波斯特夫人把车停在了水门酒店。 他们穿过停车场，走进大厅。 “不!我不想!一个男孩喊道。 他有一头红头发。男孩的母亲正拖着他穿过大厅。

“Come on!” she yelled. The boy was crying. “We’ll be rich,” said the mother.

“来吧!她喊道。 男孩在哭。“我们会很富有的，”母亲说。

“But I’m not Prince Robert!” the boy cried. “Shut up, Arnold!” said his mother. “Someone might hear you.” She pulled him into the elevator. Marvin and the Redposts got into the elevator too. The woman looked at Marvin. “Who do you think you are?” she asked in a nasty voice. Marvin was too afraid to answer. “You are speaking to Prince Robert,” said Mrs. Redpost, sticking up for him. Marvin smiled at his former mother. Mrs. Redpost patted his head. “I’m not that stupid prince,” said the other boy. “I don’t even have red hair. My mother made me dye it.” “Shut up, Arnold,” said the nasty woman. They got off the elevator and walked to the suite at the end of the hall. The door was open. Linzy laughed. “They’re all exactly like you, Marvin!” Marvin entered the room. He had never seen so many red-haired boys in all his life.

“可我不是罗伯特王子!”男孩叫道。 “闭嘴，阿诺德!”他妈妈说。 “有人可能会听到你的声音。”她把他拉进了电梯。 马文和红柱们也进了电梯。 女人看着马文。 “你以为你是谁?”她恶狠狠地问道。 马文太害怕了，不敢回答。 “你是在和罗伯特王子说话，”雷德波斯特太太说，为他出头。 马文对他以前的母亲笑了。 雷德波斯特太太拍了拍他的头。 “我不是那个愚蠢的王子。”另一个男孩说。 “我甚至没有红头发。 我妈妈让我染的。“闭嘴，阿诺德，”那个讨厌的女人说。 他们下了电梯，走向大厅尽头的套房。 门开着。Linzy笑了。 “他们都跟你一模一样，马文!”马文走进房间。 他一生中从未见过这么多红头发的男孩。