Horrid Henry Peeks at Peter's Diary

Horrid Henry and the football fiend by Francesca Simon read by Miranda Richardson

《淘气包亨利和足球恶魔》，作者弗朗西斯卡·西蒙，朗读者米兰达·理查森

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Horrid Henry peeks at Peter's diary. What are you doing? demanded Horrid Henry, bursting into Peter's bedroom. Nothing? said Perfect Peter quickly, slamming his notebook shut. Yes you are? said Henry. Get out of my room! said Peter. You're not allowed to come in unless I say so. Horrid Henry leaned over Peter's shoulder. What are you writing? None of your business, said Peter.

淘气包亨利偷看彼得的日记。 “你在干什么？”淘气包亨利猛地冲进彼得的卧室，质问道。 “没干什么。”完美小彼得“啪”地合上笔记本，飞快地回答。 你明明就在干什么！”亨利说。 “滚出我的房间！”彼得说，“除非我同意，不然你不准进来。” 淘气包亨利探过身子，凑到彼得肩膀旁边。 “你在写什么呀？” “不关你的事。”彼得说。

He covered the closed notebook tightly with his arm. "'It is too, my business, if you're writing about me!' "'It's my diary. I can write what I want to,' said Peter. "'Mr. Lovely said we should keep a diary for a week. I'm writing it every day.' "'Boring,' said Henry, yawning. "'No, it isn't,' said Peter. "'Anyway, you'll find out next week what I'm writing. "'I've been chosen to read my diary out loud for our class assembly.' "'Horrid Henry's heart turned to ice. "'Peter, read his diary out loud, so the whole school could hear Peter's lies about him.' "'No way!' "'Give me that!' screamed Horrid Henry, lunging for the diary. "'No!' screamed Peter, holding on tight. "'Mom! Help! "'Henry's in my room! "'And he didn't look! "'And he won't leave!''

他用胳膊紧紧按住合上的笔记本。 “你要是写的是关于我的事，那当然关我的事！” “这是我的日记。 我想写什么就写什么。”彼得说。 “拉夫利老师说我们要坚持写一周日记。 我每天都在写哦。” “真无聊。”亨利打着哈欠说。 “才不无聊呢。”彼得说。 “反正啊，下周你就知道我写了什么啦。” “我被选中在班级大会上大声朗读我的日记哦。” 淘气包亨利的心一下子凉透了。 “彼得要大声读他的日记， 这样全校的人都会听到彼得编的关于我的瞎话了。” “门都没有！” “把日记给我！”淘气包亨利尖叫着，伸手就去抢日记。 “不要！”彼得紧紧攥着日记，也尖叫起来。 “妈妈！救命啊！” “亨利闯进我房间啦！” “他还要偷看我的日记！” “他还不肯走！”

Shut up, Tattletail !" hissed Henry, forcing Peter's fingers off the diary. MUM! shrieked Peter. Mum stomped up the stairs. Henry opened the diary, but before he could read a single word, Mum burst in. He snatched my diary, and he told me to shut up! wailed Peter. Henry, stop annoying your brother! said Mum. I wasn't. said Henry.

“闭嘴，你这个打小报告的！”亨利压低声音吼道，使劲把彼得的手指从日记本上掰开。 “妈妈！”彼得尖声大叫。 妈妈蹬蹬蹬地走上楼来。 亨利打开日记，可他还一个字都没来得及看，妈妈就冲了进来。 “他抢我的日记，还叫我闭嘴！” 彼得哭嚎着说。 “亨利，不许惹你弟弟生气！”妈妈说。 “我没有啊。” 亨利说。

Yes, he was," snivelled Peter. And now you've made him cry, said Mum. Say sorry. I was just asking about his homework, protested Henry innocently. He was trying to read my diary, said Peter. Henry! said Mum. Don't be horrid. A diary is private. Now leave your brother alone. It was so unfair. Why did Mum always believe Peter? Poof. Horrid Henry stalked out of Peter's bedroom. Well, no way was Henry waiting until class assembly to find out what Peter had written. Sneak, sneak, sneak. Horrid Henry checked to the right. Horrid Henry checked to the left. Mum was downstairs working on the computer. Dad was in the garden. Peter was playing at Goody Goody Gordon's house.

“他就是有！”彼得抽抽搭搭地说。 “你都把他弄哭了，”妈妈说，“快道歉。” “我就是问问他作业的事呀。”亨利一脸无辜地辩解道。 “他刚才想偷看我的日记。”彼得说。 “亨利！”妈妈说，“别捣蛋。日记是私人的东西。现在别烦你弟弟了。” 这也太不公平了。为什么妈妈总是相信彼得的话？ 哼。淘气包亨利气呼呼地大步走出了彼得的卧室。 哼，亨利才不会乖乖等到班级大会，才去看彼得写了什么呢。 蹑手蹑脚，蹑手蹑脚，蹑手蹑脚。 淘气包亨利往右边瞅了瞅，又往左边瞧了瞧。 妈妈在楼下用电脑工作，爸爸在花园里忙活。 彼得去乖乖仔戈登家里玩了。