本集演播：槑贰 

后期：骐煜

英文对照文本在最底下，请往下拉到底。

第3节

“我真的受不了了，”王后说道，“要是我再能用拖鞋踩他那些可怕的脚趾头就好了！”

“我想我们最好上床睡觉去，”国王说。

“现在还不到睡觉的时候呢，”王后说。

“如果我是你的话，我会去睡觉的，”科迪说。

“无礼的东西！”王后的声音里满是讥讽。

“这想法真是让人无法忍受，”地精大王威严地说道。

“的确如此，”科迪说着又唱起歌来：

“地精地精睡觉啰，

快给王后帮个忙，

脱了鞋子好上床。

要是你们这么做，

她的脚趾无处躲，

吓得你们一哆嗦！”

“一派胡言！”地精王后怒吼道。

“对了，我想起来了，”地精大王说，“我们俩结婚以后，我还从来没看过你的脚呢，王后。我想你上床睡觉的时候，最好把鞋给脱了！你的鞋子有时候真的把我硌得很疼。”

“我想怎么做就怎么做，”王后闷闷不乐地反驳道。

“你应该遵从丈夫的意思，”大王说。

“我不要，”王后说。

“那么，我坚持要你把鞋脱了，”大王说。

地精大王似乎听从了科迪的建议，走到王后身边帮她脱鞋。科迪听到了一阵扭打声，接着又听到地精大王发出一声响亮的咆哮。

“你就不能安静一点儿吗？”王后恶狠狠地说。

“好的，好的，王后。我只是想哄哄你。”

“把手拿开！”王后得意洋洋地喊道，“我要睡觉了。你什么时候想睡了就来吧。不过，只要我还是王后，那么我就要穿着鞋睡觉。这是我的皇家特权。赫尔利普，去睡觉。”

“这就去，”赫尔利普昏昏欲睡地说道。

“我也要去睡了，”国王说。

“那么，来吧，”王后说，“你最好放规矩点，要不然——”

“哦，不，不，不要！”大王尖叫起来，声音里满是哀求。

科迪离得太远，只听到一句咕哝，然后，山洞里一片寂静。

地精没有把火熄灭，透进山洞的火光更加明亮了。科迪觉得，要是还能做点什么的话，现在就应该试一试。可是，他发现石板和岩石之间的缝隙连根手指头都插不进去。他又用肩膀狠狠地朝石板撞去，可石板就好像和岩石融为一体似的，纹丝不动。他只好又坐下来，琢磨对策。

没过不久，他决定采用装死的办法，希望能在体力耗尽之前就被抬出山洞，求得一线生机。至于那些地精养的牲口，只要他能找到自己的镐头，这些怪物就没什么好怕的了；而且要不是王后那双可怕的鞋子，根本就没什么能让他害怕的。

地精要到晚上才会出现，科迪这会儿无事可做，只能编几首新的歌谣，他现在只能靠这些儿歌来武装自己了。当然咯，科迪现在可不会用这些想好的歌谣，不过他没准儿什么时候就需要了，所以最好有所准备。再说，编歌谣正好能打发时间。

PART III

'I really cannot bear it,' said the queen. 'If I could only get at his horrid toes with my slippers again!'

'I think we had better go to bed,' said the king.

'It's not time to go to bed,' said the queen.

'I would if I was you,' said Curdie.

'Impertinent wretch!' said the queen, with the utmost scorn in her voice.

'An impossible if,' said His Majesty with dignity.

'Quite,' returned Curdie, and began singing again:

'Go to bed,
Goblin, do.
Help the queen
Take off her shoe.

'If you do,
You will see
A horrid set
Of sprouting toes.'

'What a lie!' roared the queen in a rage.

'By the way, that reminds me,' said the king, 'that for as long as we have been married, I have never seen your feet, queen. I think you might take off your shoes when you go to bed! They positively hurt me sometimes.'

'I will do as I like,' retorted the queen sulkily.

'You ought to do as your own hubby wishes you,' said the king.

'I will not,' said the queen.

'Then I insist upon it,' said the king.

Apparently His Majesty approached the queen for the purpose of following the advice given by Curdie, for the latter heard a scuffle, and then a great roar from the king.

'Will you be quiet, then?' said the queen wickedly.

'Yes, yes, queen. I only meant to coax you.'

'Hands off!' cried the queen triumphantly. 'I'm going to bed. You may come when you like. But as long as I am queen I will sleep in my shoes. It is my royal privilege. Harelip, go to bed.'

'I'm going,' said Harelip sleepily.

'So am I,' said the king.

'Come along, then,' said the queen; 'and mind you are good, or I'll—'

'Oh, no, no, no!' screamed the king in the most supplicating of tones.

Curdie heard only a muttered reply in the distance; and then the cave was quite still.

They had left the fire burning, and the light came through brighter than before. Curdie thought it was time to try again if anything could be done. But he found he could not get even a finger through the chink between the slab and the rock. He gave a great rush with his shoulder against the slab, but it yielded no more than if it had been part of the rock. All he could do was to sit down and think again.

By and by he came to the resolution to pretend to be dying, in the hope they might take him out before his strength was too much exhausted to let him have a chance. Then, for the creatures, if he could but find his axe again, he would have no fear of them; and if it were not for the queen's horrid shoes, he would have no fear at all.

Meantime, until they should come again at night, there was nothing for him to do but forge new rhymes, now his only weapons. He had no intention of using them at present, of course; but it was well to have a stock, for he might live to want them, and the manufacture of them would help to while away the time.