Chapter 17

CHAPTER 17 THREE MOTHS LATER JUNE 10, 1910 AROUND 3:00 P.M. MASSACHUSETTS NORTHERN TRAIN Chuggachuggachuggachugga. Chuggachuggachuggachugga.

第十七章三个月后1910年6月10日下午三点左右 马萨诸塞北部火车chuggachuguguguguguguguguga。 Chuggachuggachuggachugga。

The train swayed gently as it sped along the tracks. "Look!" Frederick said, pointing out the window next to Janie. "There it is! Right across the river!" Janie stared out, her heart thumping with excitement. "Beautiful city," said Mr. McBride, who was sitting just across the aisle.

火车在铁轨上疾驰时轻轻地摇晃着。 “看!”弗雷德里克指着珍妮旁边的窗外说。 “在那儿！”就在河对岸！”珍妮望着外面，她的心激动得怦怦直跳。 “美丽的城市，”坐在过道对面的麦克布莱德先生说。

"What a journey this has been," said the tall, bright-eyed woman next to him. She flashed a smile at Janie. Mrs. McBride—Frederick's mother. It turned out she wasn't a spoiled rich lady at all. She was warm and kind. A little bit like Miss Eva. Janie smiled back. Yes, she thought. What a journey. They'd left Seattle more than five days ago. They'd traveled three thousand miles, across the entire country. But Janie's journey started way before this, she knew. Before she began this train trip with Frederick and his family… her family. She lived with the McBrides now. In their grand house in Seattle, overlooking the bay. Some mornings she'd wake up, afraid that all of this was a dream. That she was back on the lumpy mattress on Aunt Barbara's floor. Or in a jail cell. Or in that frozen grave under piles of snow and wood and rocks.

“这真是一段漫长的旅程啊，”他旁边那个高个、眼睛明亮的女人说。 她对珍妮微微一笑。 麦克布莱德夫人——弗雷德里克的母亲。 事实证明，她根本不是一个被宠坏的富家女。 她热情而善良。有点像伊娃小姐。 珍妮也笑了笑。是的，她想。 多么美妙的旅程啊。他们五天多前离开了西雅图。 他们旅行了三千英里，穿越了整个国家。 但珍妮知道，她的人生旅程早在这之前就开始了。 在她和弗雷德里克及其家人开始这次火车之旅之前…她的家人。 她现在和麦克布里底一家住在一起。 他们在西雅图的大房子里，可以俯瞰海湾。 有时早晨她醒来，害怕这一切只是一场梦。 她又回到了芭芭拉姨妈家地板上那张凹凸不平的床垫上。 或者在监狱里。或者在那堆雪、木头和石头下的冰冻坟墓里。

But then she'd open her eyes, and there she'd be in her own sunny bedroom, with the flowered wallpaper and sunlight streaming through the big windows. She'd hear Frederick chattering away with his father and Mrs. McBride humming a pretty song. What a journey. And now here she was, about to arrive in Boston. This trip had been all Mrs. McBride's idea, a way of celebrating Janie's twelfth birthday. "We have to meet this fellow you've told us so much about," Mrs. McBride had said. Dash. Mrs. McBride had gotten Dash's new address from Miss Eva, written to his cousins, and started planning this trip. Janie pictured her old friend now—those flashing eyes, the brown curl that flopped over his forehead. She had so much to tell him! Where would she begin?

但当她睁开眼睛时，她会发现自己在一间阳光明媚的卧室里，墙上贴着花墙纸，阳光从大窗户射进来。 她会听到弗雷德里克和他父亲闲聊，麦克布莱德太太哼着一首好听的歌。 多么美妙的旅程啊。现在她来了，就要到波士顿了。 这次旅行完全是麦克布莱德太太的主意，是为了庆祝珍妮的十二岁生日。 “我们得见见这个你经常跟我们提起的家伙，”麦克布莱德太太说。 破折号。麦克布莱德太太从伊娃小姐那里得到了达什的新地址，给他的表兄妹们写了信，开始计划这次旅行。 简妮想象着她的老朋友现在的样子——那双闪闪发光的眼睛，前额上飘动的棕色卷发。 她有很多话要对他说！她会从哪里开始呢？

With Malvo, of course. He was in jail. Mr. McBride had gone to Spokane himself. He'd brought the stolen jewels to the police and hired a team of detectives to help them track Malvo down. He'd tried to find Aunt Barbara, to let her know Janie was safe. But Aunt Barbara had disappeared. She was probably afraid she'd wind up in jail too. And of course, there was the avalanche. Janie was sure Dash had already heard about the disaster—it made news all around the world. People said it was the deadliest avalanche in American history. And one of the worst train disasters too. Miss Wade had written at least ten articles about it. Now she was writing a whole book! Janie had so many horrific memories, nightmares of being buried alive. Sometimes she heard the echoes of people sobbing from their beds in those days after the disaster. She glanced down at her hands, at the scars on her fingers and knuckles.

当然是和马尔沃一起。他在监狱里。 麦克布莱德先生亲自去了斯波坎。 他把偷来的珠宝交给了警方，并雇了一队侦探帮助他们追踪马尔沃。 他试图找到芭芭拉阿姨，让她知道珍妮是安全的。 但是芭芭拉姨妈不见了。 她可能害怕自己也会进监狱。 当然，还有雪崩。 珍妮确信达什已经听说了这场灾难——它成了全世界的新闻。 人们说这是美国历史上最致命的雪崩。 也是最严重的火车灾难之一。 韦德小姐为此至少写了十篇文章。 现在她正在写一本书！珍妮有很多可怕的记忆，被活埋的噩梦。 有时她会听到灾后那些日子里人们在床上哭泣的回声。 她低头看了看自己的手，看了看手指和指关节上的伤疤。

But there had been some bright moments too, that Janie never wanted to forget. Like seeing Frederick sitting by her bed when she finally woke up. Meeting Mrs. McBride for the first time, how she'd hugged Janie like they were long-lost friends. And the day after the avalanche, when a little freckled face had appeared next to her bed. "Peekaboo, Janie!" Violet. That cute little pest had come through safe and sound. So had her mother and baby brother. Chuggachuggachuggachugga. Chuggachuggachuggachugga. "There's the station!" Frederick exclaimed. Janie's heart rose. Was she really here? She flashed back to that moment in February after Hammer was arrested. When it came to her—that she could escape. When those four words had popped into her mind. I think I can.

但也有一些光明的时刻，是简妮永远不想忘记的。 比如她醒来时看到弗雷德里克坐在她床边。 第一次见到麦克布莱德太太，她拥抱珍妮，就像他们是久违的朋友。 雪崩后的第二天，她的床边出现了一张满脸雀斑的小脸。 “躲猫猫,珍妮!”紫罗兰。 那个可爱的小坏蛋安然无恙地来了。 她妈妈和小弟弟也是。 Chuggachuggachuggachugga。Chuggachuggachuggachugga。 “车站在那儿！”弗雷德里克喊道。 简妮的心一跳。她真的在这里吗？ 她回忆起今年2月汉默被捕后的那一刻。 当轮到她的时候——她可以逃脱。 当这四个字突然出现在她的脑海里。 我想我可以。