He's the cook. The real cook. He's been hiding under my toque.

它是不折不扣的厨师，它在我的帽子里。

The ermine toque was alone； she smiled more brightly than ever.

只有貂皮无沿帽独自呆在那里，笑得更加明快了。

The ermine toque was alone; she smiled more brightly than ever.

就连乐队也似乎知道的觉演奏得更轻柔了，乐队轻柔地演奏着，鼓点声遍又遍地敲出：“畜生！畜生！”

And now an ermine toque and a gentleman in grey met just in front of her.

他身材高大、神态拘谨、举止庄，戴的貂皮无沿帽是在的头发是黄色时买的。

In the old time, the chef always had the biggest toque, and the cooks in the kitchen had the smaller toques.

在过去，主厨总是戴最大的帽子，厨房里的厨师则是戴较小的帽子。

He was tall, stiff, dignified, and she was wearing the ermine toque she'd bought when her hair was yellow.

现在的切，头发，脸，甚至眼睛都和这顶破旧的貂皮帽样颜色苍白了。抬起来轻抹嘴唇的那只戴着洗过手套的手是只发黄的爪子。