3 Amy's crime

Chapter 3 Amy's crime One morning, Meg came down to find Amy sobbing her heart out over the kitchen table. "I'm dreadfully in debt," Amy wept. "What do you mean?" asked Meg. Amy sniffed. "I owe a dozen pickled limes at school. They're all the fashion. The girls keep buying them and I eat theirs and now I must pay them back, but I don't have any money." "How much do you need?" said Meg, opening her purse.

第三章艾米的罪行一天早上，麦格下楼来，发现艾米趴在厨房的桌子上痛哭不止。 “我负债累累，”艾米哭着说。 “你这是什么意思？”麦格问。 艾米嗅。“我在学校欠了一打酸橙。 它们都很时尚。女孩们不停地买，我吃了她们的，现在我必须还她们钱，但我没有钱。” “你需要多少钱？”梅格打开钱包说。

"Oh thank you, Meg darling!" Amy cried, hugging her. "I'll buy them on the way to school." She didn't tell Meg that limes had been forbidden. The news that Amy had limes soon spread. As the class began, a girl who disliked Amy shot up her hand. "Please sir, Amy March has limes in her desk!" The teacher was furious. He made Amy throw the plump limes out of the window, one by one. Then he caned her hands in front of the entire class.

“哦，谢谢你，亲爱的麦格！”艾米抱着她哭了。 “我会在上学的路上买的。” 她没有告诉梅格，酸橙是被禁止的。 艾米吃酸橙的消息很快就传开了。 上课开始时，一个不喜欢艾米的女孩举起了手。 “先生，艾米·马奇的桌子里有酸橙！”老师气坏了。 他让艾米把饱满的酸橙一个一个地扔出窗外。 然后他当着全班同学的面鞭打她的手。

"You won't go back," their mother comforted Amy that night. "That school is full of spoiled, badly brought-up children. Still, it was your fault too. You did break the rules. "I h-had t-to..." Amy couldn't stop crying. "It was so humiliating not having any pickled limes." "I'll teach you at home instead," Jo offered later, picking up her hat as she spoke. "Th-thank you," Amy gulped. "Where are you going, Jo?" "To see a play with Laurie."

“你不会回去的，”那天晚上她们的母亲安慰艾米。 “那所学校里到处都是被宠坏的、教养不良的孩子。 不过，这也是你的错。 你确实违反了规定。“我——不得不——不得不……” 艾米止不住地哭。“没有酸橙真是太丢脸了。” “我在家教你，”乔后来提议道，一边说一边拿起帽子。 “谢谢你。”艾米哽咽着说。 “你上哪儿去，乔？”“和罗瑞一起去看戏。”

"Take me with you," begged Amy. "No," said Jo firmly. "You're too young." "Oh, please..." Amy wheedled. "No." "You'll be sorry, Jo March," Amy yelled at her. "And I just offered to teach you!" Jo yelled back. "Spoiled brat," she added, slamming the door on her way out.

“带我一起去吧，”艾美恳求道。 “不，”琼坚定地说。“你太年轻了。” “哦,请……”艾米哄骗。 “没有。”“你会后悔的，乔·马奇，”艾米对她喊道。 “我刚提出要教你！”琼喊道。 “被宠坏的孩子，”她补充道，砰地一声关上了门，走了出去。

When Jo came back from the play, she started looking for her notebook. With panic in her voice, she asked if anyone had seen it. "Beth? Meg? Amy? Do you know where it is? The blue one, with all my stories in it?" Everyone shook their heads, but Amy blushed a guilty red. "Amy, you've got it!" cried Jo. "No I haven't. I burned it." "Burned!" The whole family knew how precious the book was. Jo had worked on it for months, hoping some of the stories might even be good enough to print. Jo shook Amy till her teeth chattered together, crying passionately, "You wicked girl! I can never write those stories again! I'll never forgive you!" Beth flew to cc..fort Jo while Meg scolded Amy.

琼看完戏回来后，开始找她的笔记本。 她带着惊恐的声音问是否有人看到了。 “贝丝?梅格?艾米吗?你知道它在哪儿吗？ 蓝色的那个，里面有我所有的故事？”每个人都摇了摇头，但艾米却羞愧得满脸通红。 “艾米，你说对了！”琼叫道。 “不，我没有。我把它烧了。” “烧!”全家人都知道这本书有多珍贵。 乔已经写了好几个月了，希望其中的一些故事还能出版。 乔使劲摇晃着艾美，把她的牙齿抖得格格作响，激动地叫道：“你这个坏女孩！我再也不能写那些故事了！我永远不会原谅你！”白丝飞到琼堡去了，梅格则骂艾美。

"I feel dreadful," Amy said at bedtime. "Please forgive me Jo. I'm very, very sorry." "I'll never forgive you," Jo repeated. "It was an abominable thing to do." Amy turned away. "Now I wish I hadn't said sorry," she snapped. "And I'm not. So there!"

“我感觉糟透了，”艾米在睡觉前说。 “请原谅我，乔。我非常、非常抱歉。” “我永远不会原谅你，”乔重复道。 “这是一件可恶的事情。” 艾米转过身去。“现在我真希望我没有说对不起，”她厉声说。 “我不是。所以!”