Chapter 4

CHAPTER 4 Janie and Frederick followed Mr. McBride across the train platform, where the Seattle train was waiting. It was freezing cold, and it had started to snow. People hurried across the platform, zigzagging around workers lugging trunks and boxes. They passed families gripping children and suitcases and a newsboy calling out the headlines.

第四章珍妮和弗雷德里克跟着麦克布莱德先生走过站台，去西雅图的火车就在那儿等着。 天气很冷，而且开始下雪了。 人们匆匆穿过站台，绕着拖着箱子和箱子的工人绕来绕去。 他们经过一些抱着孩子和行李箱的家庭，还有一个报童在喊头条新闻。

"Huge blizzard coming to Washington!" he shouted. "Read all about it!" Janie barely noticed any of it. She still couldn't believe she was going through with this. She kept looking over her shoulder, expecting to see Malvo. Or the police. But nobody was chasing after her. And somehow, she resisted the urge to run. Mr. McBride strode up to the locomotive, the huge engine car pulling the train. Gray smoke curled from its smokestack, mixing with the icy snowflakes. "Look at this beauty," he said, patting the engine like it was a prize horse. It looked way bigger than the engine from that story, strong enough to pull a whole building. "Steam engines like this changed the world," Mr. McBride said proudly, as if he'd built it himself. He turned to Janie and Frederick. "When I was born, the only way to get to somewhere far away was by horse or boat. It would have taken us months to travel from Spokane to Seattle. And

“巨大的暴风雪要来华盛顿了！”他喊道。 “好好读吧！”简妮几乎没有注意到。 她还是不敢相信自己要经历这一切。 她一直回头看，希望能看到马尔沃。 或者警察。但是没有人追她。 不知怎么的，她抑制住了逃跑的冲动。 麦克布莱德先生大步走向火车头，那是一辆巨大的有引擎的汽车，牵引着火车。 灰色的烟雾从烟囱里袅袅升起，与冰冷的雪花混合在一起。 “看看这匹骏马，”他一边说，一边拍着发动机，好像它是一匹骏马。 它看起来比那层楼里的引擎要大得多，足以拉动整栋楼。 “像这样的蒸汽机改变了世界，”麦克布莱德自豪地说，就好像是他自己造的一样。 他转向珍妮和弗雷德里克。 “在我出生的时候，去远方的唯一方式就是骑马或乘船。 从斯波坎到西雅图需要几个月的时间。 和

now look at us! This mighty steam engine is going to pull us across the state and over the Cascade Mountains. We're going to get to Seattle in time for lunch tomorrow!" He looked at the engine again and smiled. "Incredible." "Papa," Frederick said. "If we don't get on the train, I think we're going to end up walking to Seattle." "Right!" Mr. McBride agreed, giving Frederick's head a playful tap. As she watched them joking and laughing, Janie's mind flashed to a man with bright eyes and a gentle smile—her own papa. And Mama, with her shiny curls and chiming laugh. And the grinning, carefree face of a little girl… Janie. Janie took a sharp breath and swallowed hard. She blinked her eyes—and Mama and Papa were gone. Frederick talked nonstop as they hurried alongside the train, away from the locomotive.

现在看看我们！这台巨大的蒸汽机将载着我们穿过州越过喀斯喀特山脉。 我们明天要及时赶到西雅图吃午饭！”他又看了看引擎，笑了。 “不可思议的”。“爸爸，”弗雷德里克说。 “如果我们不上火车，我想我们最后只能步行去西雅图了。” “没错!”麦克布莱德先生同意了，开玩笑地拍拍弗雷德里克的头。 看着他们有说有笑，简妮的脑海里闪过一个有着明亮眼睛和温柔微笑的男人——她自己的爸爸。 还有妈妈，她那闪亮的卷发，和着悦耳的笑声。 还有一个无忧无虑的小女孩，简妮。 珍妮猛地吸了口气，使劲咽了口气。 她眨了眨眼睛——爸爸妈妈就走了。 腓特烈不停地说着话，他们沿着火车匆匆而行，远离火车头。

"Looks like there are seven cars on the train," he said, pointing out the baggage car, the mail car, and two second-class day coaches. "There's an observation car at the very back. That's my favorite car, where people go to sit when they're not in one of the two sleeper cars. I'll show it to you." Janie nodded politely, but her skin was prickling. This kid really thought they were buddies, she realized. She was going to have to spend time with him on the train. She'd have to hold on to this nice-girl act, keep careful track of her lies so she didn't get caught. Their first-class sleeper car was near the very back of the train. It was painted shiny maroon. "Welcome!" said a smiling man in a blue uniform, who stood at the door. "I'm Mr. Anderson. I'll be your porter for this trip. If you need anything at all, you let me know." "Thank you, sir!" Mr. McBride said, stepping aside so Janie could go first. She hesitated for a

“看起来火车上有七节车厢，”他指着行李车、邮车和两节二等车厢说。 “在最后面有一辆观景车。 那是我最喜欢的车厢，当人们不在两节卧铺车厢中的一节时，他们会坐在那里。 我给你看看。”珍妮礼貌地点点头，但她的皮肤刺痛。 她意识到，这孩子真的以为他们是好朋友。 她将不得不在火车上和他共度时光。 她必须保持好姑娘的姿态，小心翼翼地跟踪她的谎言，这样她就不会被发现。 他们的头等卧铺车厢在火车的最后面。 它被漆成闪亮的栗色。 “欢迎光临！”站在门口的一个穿蓝色制服的人微笑着说。 “我是安德森先生。这次旅行我是你的搬运工。 如果你需要什么，尽管告诉我。” “谢谢您，先生！”麦克布莱德先生一边说，一边让开，让珍妮先走。 她犹豫了一会儿。

split second—this was her last chance. And then she climbed aboard. Janie stared in amazement at their sleeper car. The polished wooden walls gleamed. The seats were plush red velvet. Flickering brass lamps filled the car with a golden light. It was like the lobby of the Pennington Hotel, the best in Spokane. That's where Malvo sent kids to pick pockets and steal purses. It even smelled good—like perfume and cigars. Now Janie understood why the first-class cars were way in the back of the train. That way the richest passengers didn't have to breathe in the stinking, choking smoke from the locomotive. On her last train trip, the smoke in the day coach was so thick it burned her throat. When she blew her nose, her snot was pitch-black. They walked through the narrow aisle. "Well, hello, dear!" said Mrs. Letts from the first row. Janie forced a smile.

顷刻间，这是她最后的机会。 然后她爬上了船。 珍妮惊奇地盯着他们的卧铺车厢。 擦亮的木墙闪闪发光。 座位是豪华的红色天鹅绒。 闪烁的黄铜灯使汽车充满了金色的光芒。 就像斯波坎最好的彭宁顿酒店的大厅。 马尔沃派孩子们去那里扒窃钱包。 它甚至闻起来很香，像香水和雪茄。 现在珍妮明白了为什么头等车厢总是在火车的最后面。 这样一来，最富有的乘客就不必吸入火车头散发出的令人窒息的臭气。 在她最后一次乘火车旅行时，白天车厢里的烟太浓了，烧到了她的喉咙。 当她擤鼻涕时，她的鼻涕是漆黑的。 他们穿过狭窄的过道。 “喂，你好，亲爱的！”坐在第一排的莱茨太太说。 珍妮勉强笑了笑。

In the next row was a young woman writing furiously in a notebook. From behind her seat, a freckled face popped up. It was the pesty little girl from the station. "Peekaboo!" the little girl shrieked, grinning at Janie. She jumped up and down like a crazed kangaroo. "Violet, sit down," said her mother as she tried to calm her fussing baby boy. "Peekaboo, I see you!" Violet said again. "I think she likes you," Frederick said to Janie. Janie hoped not. Little kids were trouble. Once they got attached, there was no shaking them loose. "Here we are," Mr. McBride said, pointing to two big seats across from each other. "The beds are hidden in the ceiling," Frederick said, pointing up. "The porter, Mr. Anderson, will come through later and take them down for us. They're really comfortable. Curtains come down in front so you feel like you have a private room."

隔壁一排坐着一个年轻女子，她在笔记本上拼命地写着。 从她的座位后面，突然出现了一张满脸雀斑的脸。 是车站那个讨厌的小女孩。 “躲猫猫！”小女孩尖声叫道，对珍妮咧嘴笑着。 她像一只疯了的袋鼠一样跳上跳下。 “维奥莱特，坐下，”她的母亲说，试图安抚她那大惊小怪的小男孩。 “躲猫猫，我看见你了！”维奥莱特又说。 “我想她喜欢你，"弗雷德里克对珍妮说。 简妮希望不会。小孩子是麻烦。 一旦它们粘上了，就再也摇不掉了。 “我们到了，”麦克布莱德指着彼此对面的两个大座位说。 “床藏在天花板里，”弗雷德里克指着上面说。 “搬运工安德森先生稍后会过来帮我们取下来。 它们真的很舒服。 前面的窗帘拉下来，让你觉得自己有一个私人房间。”