Chapter 8

CHAPTER EIGHT 'Woof,' said Timmy, agreeing, and wagged his tail vigorously. He pawed at one of the parcels, and Anne gave a delighted laugh. 'That's my present to you!' she said. 'You knew it was for you, Tim- you smelt the bone inside.'

“汪，”蒂米同意地说，并且使劲地摇着尾巴。 他用爪子抓着其中一个包裹，安妮高兴地笑了起来。 “这是我送给你的礼物！”她说。 “你知道这是给你的，蒂姆——你闻到里面的骨头味儿了。”

'Darling, darling Tim, how clever you are! You stored all our presents safely in your kennel, so that we'd have them on Christmas morning after all! I'll undo your parcel and you'll have my present first of all!' 'WOOF, WOOF, WOOF!' barked Timmy, in delight, and not even Uncle Quentin frowned at the tremendous noise. 'Good old Timmy! Open your parcel and then go indoors and gnaw your bone, while you watch the others open theirs.' Happy Christmas to all the Five- and especially to you, Timmy-dog, especially to you!

“亲爱的，亲爱的蒂姆，你真聪明！”你把我们所有的礼物都安全地存放在你的狗窝里，这样我们就能在圣诞节的早晨收到它们了！我将解开你的包裹，你将首先得到我的礼物！“汪，汪，汪！”蒂米高兴地叫道，就连昆汀叔叔也没有对这巨大的噪音皱眉头。 “好老蒂米！”打开你的包裹，然后回家去啃你的骨头，看着别人打开他们的。”祝五口圣诞快乐，尤其是你，蒂米狗，尤其是你！