10 At The Palace

CLAUDE at the Palace

克劳德在皇宫

Hello! Ooh, look who it is! It is Claude. Claude is a dog. Claude is a small, plump dog. Claude is a small, plump dog who is quite the snappy dresser. Claude lives in a house on Waggy Avenue with Mr and Mrs Shinyshoes, and his best friend in the whole world, Sir Bobblysock. Sir Bobblysock is both a sock and rather bobbly.

你好!哦，看谁来了！是克劳德。 克劳德是一只狗。克劳德是一只又小又胖的狗。 克劳德是一只又小又胖的狗，穿着很时髦。 克劳德住在瓦基大街上的一所房子里，和他住在一起的还有光鞋先生和光鞋太太，还有他在这个世界上最好的朋友——波布里索克爵士。 波布里索克爵士既是一只袜子，又是一个波波。

Every morning, Mr and Mrs Shinyshoes cry, 'Toodlepip!' and skip out to work, and that's when the fun begins. Claude pops on his beret and off go he and Sir Bobblysock on a jolly adventure. Where will they go today?

每天早晨，皮鞋先生和太太都叫道：“图德皮普！然后跳着去上班，这就是乐趣的开始。 克劳德戴上贝雷帽，和波布里索克爵士踏上了一段愉快的冒险之旅。 他们今天要去哪里？

It was a Friday morning and a wet one too. It had been raining for days. Sir Bobblysock was sitting at the window wrapped up in all his shawls, clasping a mug tightly with both hands. There was nothing in it - he just liked the overall effect. 'Ooh, Claude!' he cried. 'It's ever so damp out there! Let's just stay in today in the dry.'

那是一个星期五的早晨，也是一个雨天。 雨已经下了好几天了。 鲍布里索克爵士裹着他所有的披肩坐在窗前，双手紧紧地攥着一个杯子。 里面什么也没有，他只是喜欢整体效果。 “哦,克劳德!他叫道。“外面真是太潮湿了！”我们今天就待在干燥的地方吧。”

But Claude had other ideas. There he was - welly boots and cagoule on, with his special little umbrella poking out of his beret. 'Don't be silly, Sir Bobblysock," said Claude, adjusting his toggles. 'We've been stuck in ALL week because of the rain. We can't waste another day's adventuring just because it's a bit wet!'

但克劳德另有想法。 他就在那儿，穿着长筒靴和绑带，贝雷帽里插着他那把特别的小伞。 “别傻了，波布里索克爵士。”克劳德说着，调整了一下他的衣服。 因为下雨，我们整个星期都被困在家里。 我们不能再因为有点湿就浪费一天的冒险时间了！”

Sir Bobblysock gasped. 'But my lovely bouncing curls!' he said. His flabber had never been so gasted! "They'll go all floppy!' 'No, they won't, said Claude. 'And besides, our treat tin is empty. There won't be any elevenses if we don't go out and find something' Well, THAT changed everything. Off went Sir Bobblysock's shawls, on went his plastic rain bonnet, and he was out of the door. Claude skedaddled after him.

波布里索克爵士喘着气说。“但是我可爱的弹跳卷发！”他说。 他的胡言乱语从来没有这么令人吃惊过！“他们会软绵绵的！””“不，不会的，”克劳德说。 “再说，我们的饭盒是空的。 如果我们不出去找点吃的，就不会有午前茶了。”唉，这改变了一切。 波布里索克爵士脱下披肩，戴上塑料雨帽，走出门去。 克劳德快步跟在他后面。