11 The Happy Family

CHAPTER 11 The Happy Family On the night that would come to be known as "the night of all nights," the children ate a make

第十一章幸福的家庭在后来被称为“所有夜晚中的夜晚”的那个晚上，孩子们吃了一个馅饼

believe dinner. Unfortunately, their hunger was real, and as a result they were noisy and misbehaving. "Be quiet!" Wendy yelled finally, for she was hungry and grumpy, too. "Is your plate empty, Slightly?" Slightly looked down at his imaginary plate. "Not quite, Mommy." "He didn't take one bite of his carrots," Nibs said. John raised his hand. "Since Peter isn't here, can I sit in his chair?" "Sit in Father's chair? No," replied Wendy, who had taken to referring to Peter as Father. "He's not our real father," John complained. Tootles wanted in, too. "Can I be the father?" he asked. "No," Wendy said. "What about the baby?" he asked. "I'm the baby," Michael said. He was already settled in his comfortable basket.

相信晚餐。不幸的是，他们的饥饿是真实的，因此他们吵吵嚷嚷，行为不端。 “安静!”温迪终于叫了起来，因为她也饿了，脾气也不好。 “你的盘子空了吗，斯莱特利？”斯莱特利低头看着他想象中的盘子。 “不完全是，妈妈。”“他一口胡萝卜也没吃，”尼布斯说。 约翰举起了手。“既然彼得不在，我可以坐在他的椅子上吗？”“坐在爸爸的椅子上？” 不，”温迪回答，她已经习惯称彼得为爸爸了。 “他不是我们的亲生父亲，”约翰抱怨道。 图图也想加入。“我可以做孩子的父亲吗？”他问。 “不，”温迪说。“那孩子怎么办？”他问。 “我是婴儿，”迈克尔说。 他已经在舒适的篮子里安顿下来了。

Tootles moped. "Slightly has his elbows on the table," someone reported. "The twins ate their dessert before their vegetables," someone else added. "Curly is eating all the butter and honey." "Nibs is speaking with his mouth full." Wasn't this just like normal family life? Later, after the imaginary dishes were washed, Wendy sat by the fire and sewed socks with very real holes in them. As her boys played around her, she felt very content with her familiar little family. Just one thing was missing. Suddenly she heard a step above them. "That's Peter's step," Wendy said. "Children, go greet Father at the door." Peter entered, dropping down through his own personal tree, and the children ran to him happily. He had brought nuts and treats for them and—from the crocodile—the correct time for Wendy. This he obtained by following the

则助力车。“斯莱特利把胳膊肘支在桌子上，”有人报告说。 “这对双胞胎先吃甜点，再吃蔬菜，”另一个人补充说。 “卷毛把黄油和蜂蜜都吃光了。” “尼布斯嘴里塞满东西在说话。” 这不就是正常的家庭生活吗？ 过了一会儿，想象中的盘子洗完后，温迪坐在火炉旁缝袜子，袜子上有非常真实的洞。 当她的孩子们在她身边玩耍时，她对自己熟悉的小家庭感到非常满足。 只是少了一样东西。 突然，她听到上面有脚步声。 “那是彼得的脚印。”温迪说。 “孩子们，去门口迎接爸爸。” 彼得走了进来，从他自己家的树上掉下来，孩子们高兴地跑向他。 他给他们带了坚果和点心，还从鳄鱼那里为温迪准备了合适的时间。 这是他通过遵循

crocodile until he chimed the hour. "You spoil us, Peter," Wendy said. "We want to dance!" the twins cried. "Go ahead," said Peter, who was in a jolly mood. "You and Mommy, too!" "Come on, Peter," Wendy said. "Children, go put your nightgowns on first." While the boys ran to do so, Peter and Wendy had a quiet moment alone. "Life is good, isn't it?" Peter said, warming his feet by the fire. "You and me, and the little ones?" "It is," Wendy agreed. "I think Curly has your nose." "Michael takes after you," Peter said. But suddenly, Peter looked scared. "Wendy," he said. "This is all make-believe, right? I'm not really their father?" Wendy looked at him for a few seconds. "It's make-believe," she finally said.

鳄鱼，直到他报时。 “你把我们宠坏了，彼得。”温迪说。 “我们想跳舞！”双胞胎叫道。 “说吧。”彼得兴致勃勃地说。 “你和妈妈也一样！”“来吧，彼得。”温迪说。 “孩子们，先把睡衣穿上。” 当男孩们跑过去的时候，彼得和温迪独自安静地呆了一会儿。 “生活很美好，不是吗？”彼得边说边在火边暖脚。 “你和我，还有那些小的？”“是的。”温迪同意了。 “我觉得卷毛长得像你的鼻子。” “迈克尔长得像你。”彼得说。 但是突然，彼得看起来很害怕。 “温迪，”他说。“这都是虚构的，对吧？” 我不是他们的父亲？”温迪看了他几秒钟。 “这是虚构的，”她最后说。

"Whew!" Peter cried. "I can't tell you how relieved I am to hear that! It would make me feel so old to be their real father!" "And how do you feel about me?" Wendy asked. Peter just blinked, as if he didn't quite understand the question. Wendy sighed and went to sit at the other end of the room, with her back to him. At that moment, the boys came out and sang and danced for Peter and Wendy in their nightgowns. When they had finished dancing, the boys got into bed for Wendy's good-night story—the story that they loved best, and which Peter hated. Usually when she told this story, he put his hands over his ears or left the room. Tonight, however, he stayed to listen. "Once upon a time there was a gentleman," Wendy began. "I want a lady," Curly said. "I want a white rat," said Nibs.

“呼!”彼得喊道。“听到这句话，我真是松了口气！”做他们真正的父亲会让我觉得自己太老了！”“你觉得我怎么样？”温迪问。 彼得只是眨了眨眼睛，好像他不太明白这个问题。 温迪叹了口气，背对着他，走到房间的另一头坐了下来。 就在这时，男孩们出来了，为穿着睡衣的彼得和温迪唱歌跳舞。 跳完舞后，孩子们上了床，听温迪讲晚安故事——他们最喜欢的故事，彼得最讨厌。 通常当她讲这个故事时，他会用手捂住耳朵或者离开房间。 然而，今晚，他留下来倾听。 “从前有一位先生。”温迪开始说。 “我想要一位女士，”卷毛说。 “我想要一只白老鼠。”尼布斯说。

"Shhh," Wendy said. "Okay, there was a lady as well. Their names were Mr. and Mrs. Darling." On the other side of the room, Peter flinched. "Hey," John said, "I know them." "Me too," Michael said, but he didn't sound sure. "Mr. and Mrs. Darling were married and had three—" "White rats?" Nibs cried hopefully. "Children," Wendy said. "And they had a nurse called Nana. But one day Mr. Darling got mad at Nana and chained her up in the yard, and so all the children flew away to Neverland." "That is a great story," said Nibs. "Imagine how sad these parents were after their children left," Wendy said. "Poor parents," the boys moaned, but they were just pretending to feel sorry. "It's an awfully sad story," the first twin said cheerfully.

“嘘。”温迪说。“好吧，还有一位女士。 他们的名字是达林先生和达林先生。” 在房间的另一边，彼得畏缩了。 “嘿，”约翰说，“我认识他们。” “我也是。”迈克尔说，但听起来并不确定。 “达林夫妇结了婚，生了三只——”“白老鼠？”尼布斯满怀希望地叫道。 “孩子们。”温迪说。“他们有一个叫娜娜的护士。 可是有一天，达林先生生娜娜的气，把她拴在院子里，于是所有的孩子都飞到永无乡去了。” “这是一个很棒的故事。”尼布斯说。 “想象一下，孩子们离开后，这些父母有多伤心。”温迪说。 “可怜的父母，”孩子们呻吟着，但他们只是假装感到难过。 “这是一个非常悲伤的故事，”双胞胎中的老大高兴地说。