Chapter 14

CHAPTER 14 "MY LUGGAGE!" SHRIEKED BARONESS Von Grumpier. "My satchel! My trunk, and my bags, and my box. They're all gone!" "Croak?" asked Wilma. "They were here just yesterday!" said Baroness Von Grumpier. She swept through the windmill in a tizzy. "Baron Von Grump, have you any idea where my things are? My luggage? My satchel? My trunk, or my bags, or my box?" Baron Von Grump sat in his empty room, on an empty crate, tuning his violin. It had been polished and had four new strings. A single picture hung on the wall. I think you know exactly which picture… the one of young Baron Von Grump happily playing his

第十四章“我的行李！”冯·格鲁皮埃男爵夫人尖叫道。 “我的书包!我的行李箱，我的包，还有我的箱子。 他们都走了！”“呱呱？”威尔玛问。 “他们昨天还在这儿呢！”冯·格鲁皮埃男爵夫人说。 她兴奋地穿过风车。 “男爵，你知道我的东西在哪儿吗？” 我的行李吗?我的书包吗?我的箱子，我的包，还是我的箱子？”冯·格朗普男爵坐在空荡荡的房间里，坐在一个空板条箱上，调着小提琴。 它被擦得锃亮，还有四根新琴弦。 墙上挂着一幅画。 我想你很清楚是哪张照片，年轻的冯·格朗普男爵开心地玩他的

violin. It hung perfectly straight on one single nail, just the way he liked it. "I haven't the slightest idea," he said, with a smile that slipped from ear to ear like a wiggling worm. "Caw," said Edgar, shrugging his wings. Baron Von Grump winked at his friend, the crow. Then Baron Von Grump drew the bow across the strings, and the violin made a beautiful sound. Baroness Von Grumpier harrumphed and slammed the door so hard that Baron Von Grump's picture tilted just a bit off-center.

小提琴。它笔直地挂在一根钉子上，这正是他喜欢的样子。 “我一点也不知道。”他说，脸上的微笑像一条蠕动的蠕虫一样从两耳传到另一耳。 “叫。”埃德加耸耸翅膀说。 冯·格朗普男爵对他的朋友乌鸦眨了眨眼。 然后，冯·格朗普男爵在琴弦上拉弓，小提琴发出了美妙的声音。 冯·格鲁普男爵夫人哼了一声，重重地关上了门，以至于冯·格鲁普男爵的照片稍微偏离了中心。

"You can't get rid of me that easy, cousin!" said Baroness Von Grumpier, stomping down the stairs as loud as she could.

“你不可能这么容易摆脱我的，表妹！”冯·格鲁皮埃男爵夫人说着，尽可能大声地跺着脚走下楼梯。

Baron Von Grump could not hear her over his violin playing. And that was just the way he liked it. But don't worry—he threw in a grumpy scowl, just for good measure. After all, his name is Baron Von Grump. SNORGLE BELCH GLOBBLE MUCK!

冯·格朗普男爵拉着小提琴，听不见她的声音。 这正是他喜欢的方式。 不过别担心，他还会摆出一副怒容满面的样子。 毕竟，他的名字是男爵·冯·格朗普。 哼，打嗝，大便！