"George, George," Mrs. Darling whispered, "remember what I told you about that boy."

“乔治，乔治，”达琳太太低声说，“别忘了我跟你说过的那个男孩的事。”

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I probably would have, but my best friend, Phyllis, whispered, "Boy, you're lucky to have a father like that."

或许当时我的确哭了，但我最好的朋友菲利斯在我耳边小声说：“嘿，你有这样的父亲可真幸运。”

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The little boy thought for a moment, peered intensely into his grandma’s face, and softly whispered, “Wrinkles.”

小男孩想了一下，又认真地注视着奶奶的面孔，小声地说：“皱纹。”

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