Part 6

"I came by to check that you have everything you need for our joust," said Sir Nasty. He twirled his moustache. "I mean, we want it to be a fair contest, don't we, my portly fellow?" Murray nodded, but admitted that he didn't really know what he needed. "Ah! Yes, well..." said Nasty, "you'll need a sword, the sharper the better; a shield, the bigger the better;

“我过来看看你比武的东西都备齐了没有。”坏蛋爵士说。 他捻着自己的小胡子。 “我的意思是，咱们得公平比武对吧，我胖胖的伙计？” 穆雷点点头，不过他承认自己其实都不知道需要准备什么。 “啊！ 哦，这样啊……”坏蛋爵士说，“你需要一把剑，越锋利越好； 一面盾牌，越大越好；

a war horse, of course, and lastly, a long and pointy lance."

当然啦，还要一匹战马，最后得有一根又长又尖的长矛。”

"But," he added, sucking air in through his teeth, "I'm afraid I have terrible news. It's all my squire's fault, isn't it, Basil?" he said, grabbing his squire by the cloak. "Eh?" "Explain yourself to Sir Murray, you blithering nitwit!" "Wait, what now?" said Basil.

“不过，”他吸着冷气补充道，“我恐怕有个坏消息要告诉你。 这全是我侍从的错，对吧，巴兹尔？ 他说着一把揪住侍从的斗篷。 “啊？”“给穆雷爵士解释清楚，你这个蠢货！” “啊？怎么了？”巴兹尔问。

"You left the armoury unlocked and all the swords were stolen, weren't they?" bellowed Sir Nasty. Huh? "Then you sent the shields to the polishers, didn't you, knowing full well that today is joust day!" Er...

“你没锁军械库的门，所有的剑都被偷了，是不是？” 坏蛋爵士怒吼道。 啊？ “然后你把盾牌都送去抛光了，明知道今天就是比武的日子，对不对！” 呃……

"And if that wasn't bad enough, you had cabbage pie for breakfast and scared off all the horses with a parp on your bum-trumpet!" Now, hold on...

“还有更糟的，你早餐吃了卷心菜派，放屁把所有战马都吓跑了！” 哎，等一下……

"And how on earth you managed to set fire to a whole rack of lances while toasting crumpets, I'll never know!" But, I didn't... "ENOUGH!" shouted Sir Nasty. He bent Basil over and booted him out of the tent.

“还有你烤脆饼的时候，居然把一整架长矛都烧着了，我真是想不通你怎么办到的！” 可是，我没有……“够了！”坏蛋爵士大吼。 他按着巴兹尔的背，一脚把他踹出了帐篷。