Ch6-A Late–Winter’s Daydream

CHAPTER SIX A Late~Winter's Daydream Jack sighed. Their mission really seemed hopeless now. "We'd better go find her," said Annie. "She won't go far," said Mary. "My poor Augusta… she has a fine mind and a brave heart. But she is so unhappy." "Why is she so unhappy, Mary?" asked Annie.

第六章晚至冬天的白日梦杰克叹了口气。 他们的任务现在看起来真的没有希望了。 “我们最好去找她，”安妮说。 “她不会走远的，”玛丽说。 “我可怜的奥古斯塔……她心地善良，心地勇敢。 但是她很不开心。”“她为什么这么不开心，玛丽？”安妮问。

"Yeah, what is her problem?" said Jack. "More than any of her brothers and sisters, Miss Augusta loved my stories," said Mary. "Remembered every one of them, she did." "Really?" said Jack. "Yes, she would repeat them back to me, word for word," said Mary. "That's amazing," said Annie. "She loved the stories so much that she grew desperate to see the Shee for herself," said Mary. "At night she would carry a lantern across the fields, calling for them. By day, she poked and prodded every part of the farm. Why, she even used a magnifying glass, scouring the earth for

“是啊，她怎么了？”杰克说。 “奥古斯塔小姐比她的兄弟姐妹更喜欢我的故事，”玛丽说。 “她记得每一个人，她记得。” “真的吗？”“是的，她会一字不差地复述给我听。”玛丽说。 “太神奇了，”安妮说。 玛丽说：“她太喜欢这些故事了，以至于她不顾一切地想亲眼看看羊。” 晚上，她会提着灯笼穿过田野，呼唤他们。 白天，她在农场的每一个地方戳来戳去。 为什么，她竟然用放大镜，在大地上搜寻

tiny footprints! But I'm afraid she never found them." "Why?" said Annie. Mary sighed. "Because she looked for them with her head and not her heart," she said. "Eventually she gave up and stopped searching. She didn't even want to hear the stories anymore. She's been a dutiful—but sorrowful—child ever since." "That's terrible," said Annie. "What can we do to help her?" "There is only one thing you can do," said Mary. "What?" breathed Jack.

小的足迹!但恐怕她从来没有找到过。” “为什么？”安妮说。玛丽叹了口气。 “因为她是用脑子而不是用心去找的，”她说。 最后她放弃了，停止了寻找。 她甚至不想再听那些故事了。 从那以后，她一直是一个孝顺但又悲伤的孩子。” “太可怕了，”安妮说。 “我们能做些什么来帮助她？”“你能做的只有一件事，”玛丽说。 “什么？”杰克轻声问。

Mary leaned forward in her chair. Her blue eyes seemed to stare right through Jack and Annie. "You must show her the magic," she said. What? thought Jack. Does Mary know about the magic tree house? "What do you mean?" he asked. "I know that you children are like me—you see things that others don't," said Mary. "Help Augusta see them, too. Help her find the magic in the fields and in the forest." For a moment, Jack and Annie didn't say anything. The wind blew through the open door. The fire crackled. Then Annie took a deep breath. "Okay," she said. "We know exactly what to do."

玛丽靠在椅子上。 她的蓝眼睛似乎一直盯着杰克和安妮。 “你必须让她看看魔法，”她说。 怎么啦？杰克想。玛丽知道魔法树屋的事吗？ “你是什么意思？”他问。 “我知道你们这些孩子和我一样——你们能看到别人看不到的东西，”玛丽说。 “也帮助奥古斯塔看到他们。 帮助她在田野和森林里找到魔法。” 有那么一会儿，杰克和安妮什么也没说。 风从敞开的门吹进来。 火噼啪作响。然后安妮深吸了一口气。 “好吧，”她说。“我们知道该怎么做。”

"We do?" said Jack. "Yep, we'll talk about it outside," said Annie. "Thanks, Mary. We'll find Augusta and take care of everything." Jack and Annie stood up to go. "One and twenty fare-thee-wells on this wonderful winter day," said Mary. "One and twenty to you, too," said Jack. Then he and Annie left the cozy cottage, scattering the winter birds by the front door. It had warmed up a little outside. The rain had stopped, but fog hung heavily over the sheep fields. The ground was soggy with mud. Jack could barely make out Augusta's red cape through the fog. She was across the lane, sitting

“是吗？”杰克说。“是的，我们到外面谈，”安妮说。 “谢谢你,玛丽。我们会找到奥古斯塔，处理好一切的。” 杰克和安妮站起来要走。 “在这个美妙的冬日里，有二十一口告别井，”玛丽说。 “也给你一元二十，”杰克说。 然后，他和安妮离开了舒适的小屋，把冬天的鸟儿驱散在前门。 外面已经暖和了一些。 雨已经停了，但浓雾仍笼罩着羊田。 地面被泥浸湿了。 杰克在雾中几乎看不清奥古斯塔的红斗篷。 她在小巷对面坐着

on a stone wall at the edge of the sheep meadow. "Mary was right, she didn't go far," Jack said. "So how do we show her the magic, Annie?" "Easy," said Annie. "We play our magic whistle." "No, we can't do that," said Jack. "We're supposed to save the whistle for a moment of great danger." "That moment is now!" said Annie. "Come on." "Hold on," said Jack. "What great danger are we facing right now?" "Not us. Augusta," said Annie. "She faces the great danger of losing all hope and happiness and being bored and sad for the rest of her life—and

在牧场边上的石墙上。 “玛丽是对的，她没走多远，”杰克说。 “那么我们怎么给她展示魔法呢，安妮？”“简单，”安妮说。 “我们吹魔法哨子。” “不，我们不能那样做。”杰克说。 “我们应该把哨子留到非常危险的时候再用。” “那一刻就是现在！”安妮说。 “来吧。”“等等，”杰克说。 “我们现在面临的危险有多大？”“不是我们。 奥古斯塔，”安妮说。“她面临着失去所有希望和幸福的巨大危险，在她的余生中感到无聊和悲伤——而且