Chapter 4

CHAPTER FOUR WHATEVER NEXT? 'Do you suppose Binky would know what to do?' said Peter at last. 'Who's Binky?' asked Thomas. 'Never you mind,' said Mollie. 'Peter, go and find Binky and see what he says. I'll stay here with Thomas. He mustn't go out of the nursery, because if he meets Mother or Jane, they will think he's making faces at them and will be ever so cross.' Peter ran downstairs. He went into the garden and whistled a little tune that Binky had

第四章，接下来呢？ “你认为Binky会知道该怎么办吗？”彼得最后说。 “Binky的人是谁?托马斯问。 “没关系，”莫丽说。 “彼得，去找宾基，看看他怎么说。 我和托马斯呆在这里。 他不能走出育儿室，因为如果他碰到妈妈或简，她们会以为他在对她们做鬼脸，会非常生气的。”彼得跑下楼。 他走进花园，吹了一支宾基的小调

taught him. He had to whistle this whenever he wanted the pixie. Binky whistled back. Peter saw him under a big hawthorn bush, mending a hole in his coat.

教他。他想要小精灵的时候就得吹这个。 Binky也吹了声口哨。彼得看见他在一大片山楂树下修补外套上的一个洞。

'What's up?' asked Binky, sewing away. 'We've got a boy in our nursery who's been making dreadful faces,' explained Peter. 'And the wind changed just as he was making a specially horrible one- and now he can't get his face right again. So Mollie sent me to ask you if you could do anything to help.' 'A boy as silly as that doesn't deserve help, said Binky, breaking off his cotton and threading his needle again. 'You go and tell him so.' 'Oh no, Binky, we really must help him,' said Peter. 'His mother may think we made his face like that, and we'll get into trouble. You don't want us to be sent to bed for a week, do you?' 'No, I don't,' said Binky, putting on his coat. 'I'll help you because you're my friends. There's only one thing to be done for a person who's

“有什么事吗?宾基边缝边问。 “我们托儿所里有个男孩，他老是做鬼脸。”彼得解释说。 “就在他做了一个特别可怕的梦时，风向变了——现在他的脸再也没法复原了。” 所以莫丽让我来问你能不能帮忙。“像他这么傻的孩子不值得帮助，”宾基说着，扯掉棉花，重新穿起针来。 “你去告诉他吧。“哦，不，宾基，我们真的必须帮助他。”彼得说。 “他妈妈可能认为是我们把他的脸弄成那样的，我们会有麻烦的。 你不想让我们卧床休息一个星期吧？“不，我不喜欢，”宾基说着，穿上了外套。 “我会帮助你们，因为你们是我的朋友。 对于一个人，只有一件事可以做

been making faces when the wind changed.' 'What's that?' asked Peter. 'You've got to get a bit of the wind that blew just then, and puff it into his face,' said Binky. 'Then he'll be all right - but it's dreadfully difficult to get a bit of the same wind.' 'How can we?' asked Peter, in dismay.

风向一变，我就做鬼脸。“那是什么？”彼得问。 “你得利用一下刚才吹过的风，把它吹到他脸上。” “那他就没事了——可是要想吹到同样的风是非常困难的。“我们怎么能呢？”彼得沮丧地问。