3 Marilla Cuthbert Is Surprised

CHAPTER 3 Marilla Cuthbert Is Surprised Marilla stopped in her tracks as Matthew and a strange little redhead walked in. "Matthew Cuthbert, who's that?" she said. "Where's the boy?" "There wasn't a boy," he said. "There was only her." He nodded to the child and suddenly remembered he had never asked her name.

当马修和一个奇怪的红发小女孩走进来时，玛丽拉停住了脚步。 “马修·卡斯伯特，那是谁？”她说。 “那孩子在哪儿？”“没有男孩，”他说。 “只有她一个人。”他向孩子点了点头，突然想起他从来没有问过她的名字。

"How could there not be a boy?"Marilla asked. "We sent word to Mrs. Spencer to bring us a boy." "Well, she didn't. I asked the stationmaster. I couldn't just leave her there, in any event, no matter what mistake was made." The child remained silent, her eyes roving from one to the other. She dropped her bag. "You don't want me because I'm not a boy!" she cried. "I might have known it was all too beautiful to last. I'm going to burst into tears!" And burst into tears she did. She buried her head in her hands and started to cry. Marilla and Matthew looked at one another. They didn't know what to do. "Well, well, there's no need to cry,"Marilla said. "Yes, there is a need!" She lifted her head. "If you were an orphan and were told

“怎么会没有一个男孩呢？”玛丽拉问道。 “我们派人去叫斯宾塞太太给我们带个男孩来。” “嗯，她没有。我问站长。 无论如何，我不能把她留在那里，不管犯了什么错误。” 那孩子保持沉默，她的眼睛从一个转到另一个。 她的包掉了。“你不想要我，因为我不是男孩！” “我早该知道这一切太美好了，不会长久。 我要哭出来了！”她哭了起来。 她双手抱头，哭了起来。 玛丽拉和马修面面相觑。 他们不知道该怎么办。 “好吧，好吧，没必要哭，”玛丽拉说。 “是的，有这个需要！”她抬起头。 “如果你是个孤儿，有人告诉你

your new home isn't really yours because you aren't a boy, you would cry, too. This is the most tragical thing that's ever happened to me!" Something close to a smile crossed Marilla's lips—although it had been so long since she smiled it was hard to tell. "Well, don't cry anymore. We're not going to turn you out tonight. You'll stay until we learn what happened." Marilla thought of

你的新家不是你的，因为你不是男孩，你也会哭的。 这是发生在我身上的最悲惨的事情！”玛丽拉嘴角掠过一丝微笑——尽管她已经很久没有笑过了，但很难说。 “好了，别哭了。我们今晚不会把你赶出去的。 你得待在这里，直到我们知道发生了什么事。” 玛丽拉想到

one more thing. "And what is your name?" "Anne Shirley," she said rather sadly. "But please call me Anne spelled with an 'e.'" "What difference does it make?" Another rusty smile crossed Marilla's lips. "Oh, it makes such a difference. It looks much prettier for one. Anne with an 'e' is so much more romantic, don't you think?" "Very well, then, Anne spelled with an 'e,' can you tell me how this mistake was made? Were there no boys at the orphanage?" "Oh, yes, many," Anne answered. "But Mrs. Spencer said quite clearly that you wanted a girl, about eleven. So they sent me." Anne turned to Matthew. "Oh, why didn't you tell me this at the station? If I hadn't seen the White Way of Delight and the Lake of Shining Waters, it wouldn't be so hard. It's all so tragical!"

还有一件事。“你叫什么名字？”“安妮·雪莉，”她相当伤心地说。 “但是请叫我安妮吧。’”“那又有什么关系呢？”玛丽拉的嘴唇上又闪过一个锈迹斑斑的微笑。 “哦，这太不一样了。 对一个人来说，它看起来漂亮多了。 带‘e’的安妮更浪漫，你不觉得吗？”“很好，那么，安妮拼写了一个‘e’，你能告诉我这个错误是怎么犯的吗？” 孤儿院没有男孩吗？”“哦，是的，很多，”安妮回答。 “可是斯宾塞太太说得很清楚，你想要一个十一岁左右的女孩。 于是他们派我来了。”安妮转向马修。 “哦，你在车站为什么不告诉我？” 如果我没有看到白色的快乐之路和闪亮的湖水，就不会这么难了。 这一切太悲惨了！”

"What on earth does she mean?" Marilla demanded. "Lake of Shining Waters?" "She—she's talking about things we saw on our ride home. The lake is Barry's Pond,"Matthew said quietly. "I should go out and tend to the mare. She'll need water."He went quickly outside. "Let me hang up your coat, then. When Matthew comes back we'll have supper and talk about this later." Anne couldn't eat, though—she nibbled at her food, but it was hard to swallow. "Please don't think poorly of me because I can't eat. I really wish I could. Everything is very nice." Marilla looked at the girl. She was so tired and sad that she could barely sit up straight. "Maybe it's time for bed,"Marilla said. "Nothing can be done until morning anyway." In a room next to the kitchen was a bed for

“她到底是什么意思？”玛丽拉问道。 “闪光湖？”“她——她在说我们在回家的路上看到的东西。 这个湖是巴里池塘，”马修平静地说。 “我应该出去照顾那匹母马。 她需要水。他飞快地走了出去。 “那么，让我把你的大衣挂起来吧。 等马修回来，我们吃晚饭的时候再谈这件事。” 安妮吃不下东西——她啃着食物，但很难吞咽。 “请不要因为我吃不下饭就看不起我。 我真希望我能。一切都很好。” 玛丽拉看着女孩。 她又累又伤心，几乎坐不直了。 “也许该睡觉了，”玛丽拉说。 “反正早上之前什么也做不了。” 在厨房旁边的一个房间里有一张床

the orphan boy—but it didn't seem right for a girl. Anne would have to sleep in the east gable room. Marilla picked up a candle and told Anne to follow her. Anne moved slowly, taking her bag with her. She noticed that the house was very, very clean. Nothing was out of place. "Now, get ready for bed. I'll be back to put out the candle." Anne looked around the room. It was bare— except for a bed, a table and chair, and washstand and mirror. She put on her nightgown and jumped into bed. Marilla came in and saw Anne's clothes scattered on the floor. She picked them up, placing them neatly on the chair. "Good night," she said a little awkwardly. "How can you say it's a good night? This is the worst night of my life!"Anne cried. She buried her face in the pillow.

孤儿男孩——但这似乎不适合一个女孩。 安妮将不得不睡在东边山墙的房间里。 玛丽拉拿起一支蜡烛，让安妮跟她走。 安妮带着包慢慢地走着。 她注意到房子非常非常干净。 一切都很正常。“现在，准备睡觉吧。 我马上回来把蜡烛灭了。” 安妮环顾了一下房间。 除了一张床、一张桌子、一把椅子、脸盆架和一面镜子之外，什么也没有。 她穿上睡衣跳上了床。 玛丽拉走进来，看见安妮的衣服散落在地板上。 她把它们捡起来，整齐地放在椅子上。 “晚安，”她有点尴尬地说。 “你怎么能说这是个美好的夜晚呢？” 这是我一生中最糟糕的夜晚！“安妮哭了。 她把脸埋在枕头里。