" Velma used to work here, " the big man said.

“维尔玛以前在这里工作， ” 大个子说。

This brought a small smile to Velma's lips.

这让维尔玛的嘴角浮现出一丝微笑。

" Little Velma used to work here, " he said gently.

“小维尔玛曾经在这里工作， ” 他温和地说。

The monarch hopped from its branch and roosted right on Velma's finger!

君主从树枝上跳下来，栖息在维尔玛的手指上！

Velma placed her finger next to the branch.

维尔玛将手指放在树枝旁边。

Velma lightly blew on the butterfly.

维尔玛向蝴蝶轻轻吹了一口气。

" But my dear, those Gratches are remembered for good things." Velma's small smile pretzel-twisted into a full-blown frown.

“但是亲爱的，人们会因为美好的事物而被人们铭记。”维尔玛的微笑突然变成了皱眉。

But they could hardly even recall Velma's name.

但他们甚至想不起维尔玛的名字。

But not one single butterfly landed on any part of Velma.

但没有一只蝴蝶降落在维尔玛的任何地方。

" This Velma was an entertainer, a singer. You wouldn't know her? I don't suppose you went there much" .

“这个 Velma 是一位艺人， 一位歌手。你不会认识她吧？我想你去那里的次数不多” 。