Chapter 2-1

CHAPTER ONE In which Florizella, unfortunately, fails as a friend Princess Florizella and her brother, Prince Courier, were on their ponies, leading the spectacled bear between them on the winding path into the dark depths of the Purple Forest. The bear wasn't really that keen. He enjoyed his games and picnics at the palace. He was not feeling at all feral. They were not

第一章 不幸的是，弗洛里泽拉这次不是个称职的好朋友 弗洛里泽拉公主和她的弟弟库里尔王子各自骑着小马，牵着中间的戴眼镜的熊，沿着蜿蜒的小路往紫色森林幽深的暗处走去。 这头熊其实不太情愿来。 他早就习惯了王宫里的游戏和野餐。 他一点都不想回归野外生活。 他俩哪里是牵着他走，根本是

so much leading him as towing him by his red leather collar. He was a big bear, and they made very slow progress. "This is hard work," Courier complained. "And pointless. As soon as we let him go, he's just going to come straight back to the palace." "Not if we introduce him to the forest and he sees he can be happy here," Florizella insisted, looking rather doubtfully at the spectacled bear, who had taken advantage of the momentary halt to sit on his large fluffy bottom and suck his paws. "Surely he wants to live in the wild and be free?" "He isn't exactly racing us into the woods," Courier pointed out. "He's never said he wants to be free– has he?" "He doesn't speak," Florizella said. "We have to just guess what he wants." "Sounds like you're guessing what you want," Courier said. Florizella thought that one of Courier's many irritating little habits– apart from constantly inventing things, apart from declaring what was the "main thing', apart from arguing– was his ability to

拽着他的红色皮项圈往前拖。 他个头很大，所以三人走得特别慢。 “这也太累了，”库里尔抱怨道。 “而且完全没意义。 我们一放他走，他肯定立刻就跑回王宫去了。” “不会的，只要让他了解森林的好，他会愿意待在这儿的，”弗洛里泽拉坚持道，一边有些怀疑地看向那只戴眼镜的熊——趁他们停下说话的功夫，他正胖乎乎的屁股往地上一坐，嘬起了爪子。 “他肯定想要住在野外，自由自在的，对不对？” “可他也没急着往森林里冲啊，”库里尔指出。 “他从来没说过他想要自由吧？” “他又不会说话，”弗洛里泽拉说。 “我们只能猜他想要什么。” “我看你怕是在猜你自己想要什么吧，”库里尔说。 弗洛里泽拉觉得，库里尔有好多烦人的小毛病——总爱乱发明东西，总喜欢说什么“最重要的事是XX”，还总爱跟人抬杠——除此之外，最气人的是他总

see the truth. What was worse is that he always, always said it out loud. "Of course he would rather be free in the woods than playing Grandmother's Footsteps at the palace," she said firmly. Courier smiled at her. "And– since that's what the parents want– we'd better get him deep into the Purple Forest and hope that he likes it." "He'll make friends with other bears," Florizella said with less certainty. "I'm sure wild bears are very friendly." "Of course he will." "And he'll eat… What will he eat?" "Honey?" Courier suggested. "Buns? What do they eat in the wild?" Florizella got off her horse, Jellybean, tied him to a tree and sat down on a rock. She sighed. The bear sighed also, as if he too was tired of the long walk into the Purple Forest, though he had done very little walking and had been mostly heaved. Courier dismounted and stood beside the two of them. "If Daddy King or Mummy Queen could only see how useful he would be, they'd let him stay," Florizella said.

能一眼看穿真相。 更讨厌的是，他每次都非要直接说出来。 “他当然更愿意在森林里自由自在，总好过在王宫里玩“老奶奶的脚步声”游戏啊，”她坚定地说。 库里尔冲她笑了笑。 “而且——既然爸妈都是这个意思——我们最好还是把他送到紫色森林深处，希望他能喜欢这儿吧。” “他会和其他熊交朋友的，”弗洛里泽拉说，语气没那么肯定。 “我相信野生的熊都很友好。” “那肯定的。” “而且他会吃……他该吃什么呀？” “蜂蜜？” 库里尔猜道。 “小面包？ 野生的熊平时都吃什么呀？” 弗洛里泽拉从她的小马“软糖豆”身上下来，把马拴在树上，坐到一块石头上。 她叹了口气。 熊也跟着叹了口气，好像他也烦透了往紫色森林里走的这段长路，虽说他其实没走几步，大多时候都是被拖着走的。 库里尔也下了马，站到她和熊旁边。 “要是国王爸爸和王后妈妈知道他多有用，肯定会让他留在王宫的，”弗洛里泽拉说。

"How could he be useful? What do bears usually do in palaces?" Courier asked. "I thought they were generally found to be—" He broke off what he was saying and nodded at his sister, as if they shared a secret that could not be spoken. "What?" "You know…" Courier spread his arms wide, as if he were trying to fly, and nodded again meaningfully. "What are you doing now?" Courier outretched, now, opened his mouth in a strange sort of snarl and closed his eyes. "Sleepwalking?" Florizella guessed. Courier opened his eyes and shook his head. He looked embarrassed. Then, as the bear sucked his paws without paying any attention, Courier lay down on his tummy on the forest floor, stretched out his arms again, spread out his legs, shut his eyes tight and opened his mouth in a broad, toothy grin. Now both the bear and Florizella stared in alarm. "What are you doing?" Florizella asked. "Rug!" Courier said in a hoarse whisper. "What?"

“他能有什么用啊？ 熊在王宫里一般能做什么？” 库里尔问。 “我记得大家一般都觉得熊是——”他突然停下话头，冲姐姐点了点头，好像他俩有什么不能说出口的共同秘密。 “怎么了？”“你懂的……”库里尔把胳膊张得大大的，好像要飞起来一样，又意味深长地点了点头。 “你这是在干嘛呀？” 库里尔又把身子伸得笔直，怪模怪样地龇着牙，闭上了眼睛。 “梦游？” 弗洛里泽拉猜道。 库里尔睁开眼摇了摇头。 他看起来有点不好意思。 这时候熊还在嘬爪子，根本没注意他们，库里尔干脆趴在森林的地上，又把胳膊伸开，腿也岔开，紧紧闭着眼，嘴咧得大大的，露出一嘴牙。 这下熊和弗洛里泽拉都惊讶地盯着他。 “你到底在干嘛呀？” 弗洛里泽拉问。 “地毯！” 库里尔哑着嗓子小声说。 “什么？”

"It's the only use I've ever seen anyone make of a bear in a palace," Courier continued in his loud whisper. "I'm sorry to say it, but the only bear I've ever seen in any palace was a bearskin rug." Florizella jumped up and put her hands over the bear's big fluffy ears to prevent him hearing any more. "What a thing to say!" she said. "How could you?" Courier got up and quickly brushed leaves off his front. "Sorry," he said. "I tried to mime it. It's tragic but true." "Better that he lives in the wild than becomes a rug!" Florizella exclaimed and, leading Jellybean with the reins in one hand and dragging the bear by his paw with the other, she started to walk deeper into the forest. When they came to a small clearing a long way from the palace, Florizella turned to the bear. "This is your new home," she told him kindly. "See, a lovely dry cave for your bedroom and for hibernation." "You do know about hibernation?" Courier checked. The bear looked from one face to another and did not indicate by so much as the twitch of a whisker

“我只见过熊在王宫里有这一种用处啊，”库里尔压着声音继续说，声音还是挺大的。 “我不想说这话的，但我确实只在王宫里见过熊皮地毯啊。” 弗洛里泽拉跳起来，伸手捂住熊毛茸茸的大耳朵，不让他再听下去。 “你怎么能说这种话！” 她说。 “你太过分了！” 库里尔赶紧站起来，拍掉身上沾的树叶。 “对不起，”他说。 “我都努力用动作比划了。 这事很残酷但就是真的啊。” “他住在野外总好过变成地毯！” 弗洛里泽拉大声说，一只手牵着软糖豆的缰绳，另一只手拉着熊的爪子，开始往森林更深处走。 他们走到离王宫很远的一片小空地时，弗洛里泽拉转过身对着熊。 “这就是你的新家啦，”她温柔地对他说。 “你看，这个干燥的小山洞多好，能当你的卧室，冬眠也合适。” “你知道冬眠是什么的吧？” 库里尔确认道。 熊看看弗洛里泽拉，又看看库里尔，连胡须都没动一下，完全没有

that he knew about hibernation or if he had observed his lovely dry cave. "Well, anyway," Florizella said, "I'm sure it will come to you naturally in winter. And there's a stream nearby where you can perhaps fish. And there will be bees making honey, and nuts and fruit, and lots of things to eat when you look around for them. But for now– here's a picnic lunch to start you off." "We're just going to unpack the picnic basket and leave you to it," Courier said cheefully. "Have a great time. It's– er– good to be wild, you know. I'm sure you'll like it." The two children opened the basket and spread out the food. "What did you get him?" Courier asked quietly. "His favourites," Florizella said. "Jelly and…" She had to blink away a tear. "Fishpaste," she said. "He loves fishpaste sandwiches." "Odd," said Courier. "But perhaps they remind him of salmon. Here," he said to the bear. "You can share these fishpaste sandwiches with your bear friends." Bear said nothing, as he always said nothing, and the two children opened all the little jars and boxes in the picnic hamper and stepped back. They waited

他是否懂冬眠，又有没有发现他那干爽又可爱的洞穴。 “哎呀，不管啦，”弗洛里泽拉说，“我保证到了冬天你自然就会啦。 附近还有条小溪，你说不定还能在那儿钓鱼呢。 等你四处找找，就会有蜜蜂酿的蜂蜜、坚果和果子，好多好多吃的。 不过现在呀——先给你一份野餐午餐当开场哦。” “我们这就把野餐篮打开，东西留给你慢慢吃哦。”库里尔开开心心地说。 “玩得开心呀。 要知道，自由自在的可是——呃——很棒的哦。 我保证你会喜欢的。” 两个孩子打开篮子，把食物都摆了出来。 “你给他准备了什么呀？” 库里尔小声问。 “都是他爱吃的呀。”弗洛里泽拉说。 “果酱还有……”她眨了眨眼，把眼泪憋回去。 “鱼酱，”她说。 “他最爱吃鱼酱三明治啦。” “好奇怪呀。”库里尔说。 “不过说不定这味道会让他想起三文鱼呢。 给，”他对着小熊说。 “你可以和你的小熊朋友们一起分享这些鱼酱三明治哦。” 小熊没说话，他本来就从来不说话，两个孩子把野餐篮里所有的小罐子小盒子都打开，往后退了几步。 他们等着