Chapter 3

CHAPTER THREE THE SILLY BOY The children were cross because Mother had said that the painters were to paint the walls of the playroom and mend a window- and this meant that they couldn't play there for some time.

孩子们很生气，因为妈妈说让油漆工粉刷游戏室的墙壁，修理一扇窗户——这意味着他们有一段时间不能在那里玩了。

Their playroom was built right at the bottom of the garden, and it was quite safe for their friend, Binky the pixie, to live there, for no one ever went to the garden playroom except themselves. But now the painters would be there for a week. How tiresome! 'It's a good thing it's summertime, Binky, so that you can live in the garden for a bit,' said Mollie.

他们的游戏室就建在花园的尽头，对他们的朋友小精灵宾奇来说，住在那里很安全，因为除了他们自己，没有人去过花园的游戏室。 但现在油漆工要在那里待一个星期。 多么烦人的!“现在是夏天是件好事，宾基，这样你就可以在花园里住一会儿了，”莫丽说。

'Oh, don't worry about me, said Binky. 'I've a nice Cosy place in the hollow of an oak tree. It's the chair I'm thinking about. Where shall we keep that? We can't have it flying about whilst the painters are there.' 'We'd better put it in the boxroom, indoors,' said Peter. 'That room's just been repainted so I don't expect Mother or any one will think it must be turned out just yet. It will be safe there.' So, when no one was looking, Peter and Mollie carried the wishing-chair up to the boxroom and stood it safely in a corner. They shut the window up tightly, so that it couldn't fly out if its wings grew suddenly. They couldn't have Binky to play with them in the house, because he didn't want any one to know about him. So they asked Thomas,

“哦，别为我担心，”宾基说。 “我在一棵橡树的树洞里有一个舒适的地方。 我想的是那把椅子。 我们把它放在哪里？油漆工在的时候，我们不能让它到处乱飞。“我们最好把它放在室内的储藏室里。”彼得说。 “那个房间刚重新粉刷过，所以我想妈妈或任何人都不会认为现在必须把它搬走。 那里会很安全的。”于是，彼得和莫丽趁没人注意的时候，把许愿椅搬到储藏室，安全地放在一个角落里。 他们把窗户关得严严实实，这样如果它的翅膀突然长出来，它就飞不出去了。 他们不能让Binky和他们一起在房子里玩，因为他不想让任何人知道他。 于是他们问多马，

the little boy over the road, to come and play soldiers, on a rainy afternoon. They didn't like him very much, but he was better than nobody. Thomas came. He soon got tired of playing soldiers. He began turning head-over-heels down the nursery floor. He could do it very well.

一个下雨的下午，小男孩过了马路，来玩士兵。 他们不太喜欢他，但他总比谁也不喜欢强。 托马斯。他很快就厌倦了扮演士兵。 他开始在育儿室的地板上翻来覆去。 他能做得很好。