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“It looks so easy,” said John, “I wish I could try.”
“看起來很容易，”約翰說，“我希望我能試一試。”
“No, no,” said Mother Herder, anxiously, “you would spoil the wood and maybe break the tool. It takes practice.”
“不，不，” 赫爾德媽媽焦急地說，“你會把木頭弄壞，還可能把工具弄壞。它需要練習。”
“John wants to carve,” said Father Hofer, “but I tell him it is folly, for none of our family has ever carved.”
“約翰想雕刻，”赫爾德爸爸說，“但我告訴他這是愚蠢的，因為我們家沒有一個人雕刻過。”
He said this a little sadly, for it was a great honor in the Toy Valley to be able to carve.
他說這話時有點悲傷，因為能在玩具谷里雕刻是一種莫大的榮譽。
“I am going to carve,” came a piping voice, apparently from the roof. John looked around and saw little Hans peeping down at him from the bed made on the platform above the stove. He had gone up there to take a nap because it was so warm. All the children laughed, for little Hans was a great pet.
“我要去雕刻，”一個尖細的聲音從屋頂傳來。約翰環顧四周，看見小漢斯正從爐子上方的平臺上往下看他。他去那里小睡了一會兒，因為那里很暖和。所有的孩子都笑了，因為小漢斯是一個很好玩的小家伙。
A VISIT WITH THE WAGON AND DOLL CARVERS
參觀馬車和洋娃娃雕刻師
In a few minutes John’s father got up. They said good-by, and again went out into the sparkling, white world, along a lane that led them out of the village, down across a bridge over a little stream that made a pleasant sound as it rushed along between its ice-bound banks.
幾分鐘后，約翰的父親站了起來。他們道了別，又走到白晃晃的世界里去了。沿著一條小路，他們走出了村莊，穿過一座橋，橋上有一條小河，小河在冰封的河岸間奔流，發出悅耳的聲音。
