Chapter 1

ISADORA MOON Gets in Trouble

伊莎多拉·穆恩遇到麻烦了

Chapter ONE It was Sunday afternoon and I was hopping up and down with excitement by the kitchen window. My witch fairy cousin Mirabelle was coming to stay! For a whole week!

第一章那是一个星期天的下午，我在厨房的窗边兴奋地跳上跳下。 我的女巫仙女表妹米拉贝尔要来住了！整整一个星期！

'It's been ages since we last saw her,' said Mum, who was busy baking a cake especially for Mirabelle's arrival. She was using her wand to stir the mixture and little sparks kept shooting out of the bowl.

“我们好久没见她了，”妈妈说，她正忙着为米拉贝尔的到来烤蛋糕。 她正在用魔杖搅拌混合物，碗里不断冒出小火花。

'I know,' I said. 'I've thought of some good games we can play with the doll's house this time!' 'Lovely!' said Mum. Suddenly Pink Rabbit started bouncing up and down on the kitchen counter and pointing his paw towards the window. Pink Rabbit used to be my favourite stuffed toy so my mum magicked him alive. She can do things like that because she's a fairy. 'She's here!' I yelled. 'Mum! Look!' Mum stopped stirring for a moment and we watched as Mirabelle swooped down into the front garden on her broomstick. She looked very glamorous.

“我知道，”我说。“我想到了一些好游戏，我们可以和娃娃的房子一起玩！”“可爱的!妈妈说。 突然，粉红兔开始在厨房柜台上跳来跳去，用爪子指着窗户。 粉红兔子曾经是我最喜欢的毛绒玩具，所以我妈妈用魔法把它变活了。 她能这么做是因为她是仙女。 “她在这里!”我喊道。“妈妈!看!”妈妈停了一会儿，我们看着米拉贝尔骑着她的飞天扫帚冲进了前面的花园。 她看起来非常迷人。

I wish I had a broomstick,' I said wistfully. Mum gave me a hug. 'Wings are much nicer than broomsticks,' she said. She put the bowl of cake mixture down and we both went outside into the front garden.

“我希望我有一把扫帚。”我若有所思地说。 妈妈拥抱了我一下。“翅膀比扫帚好看多了。”她说。 她把那碗蛋糕混合物放下，我们俩走到外面的前花园。

'Mirabelle!' I shouted, running towards her and giving her a big, cousinly hug. 'It's so good to see you!' 'It's good to see you too!' cried Mirabelle, hugging me back. She was wearing a pointy black hat and a pair of shiny lace-up boots, which looked very fashionable. 'Where's Uncle Bartholomew?' asked Mirabelle as we made our way up the stairs towards my turret bedroom. 'Oh, he'll be asleep still,' I told her. Remember, Dad always sleeps through the day. He can't bear the sunlight. He'll be up at seven o'clock in the evening for breakfast!'

“李子!”我喊道，跑向她，给了她一个大大的拥抱。 “见到你太好了！”“我也很高兴见到你！”米拉贝尔叫道，也拥抱了我一下。 她戴着一顶黑色的尖顶帽子，穿着一双闪闪发亮的系带靴，看起来非常时髦。 “巴塞洛缪叔叔在哪儿？”当我们上楼走向我在塔楼上的卧室时，米拉贝尔问道。 “哦，他还在睡觉呢，”我告诉她。 记住，爸爸整天都在睡觉。 他受不了阳光。 他晚上七点起床吃早饭！”