4 Hard Days for Polly

CHAPTER 4 Hard Days for Polly Doctor Fisher arrived in the middle of the morning to see what was the matter with Polly's eyes. "Those eyes of yours have been used too much," the doctor said sharply. "What has Polly been doing?" he asked. "Everything," Mrs. Pepper answered. "Polly does everything."

第四章波莉的艰难日子费雪医生上午来了，想看看波莉的眼睛怎么了。 “你的眼睛用得太频繁了，”医生严厉地说。 “波莉在干什么？”他问。 “什么都有，”佩珀太太回答。 “什么都是波莉做的。”

"Well, not anymore. Her eyes are very bad," the doctor announced. "No! Don't make my Polly sick," Phronsie cried, throwing herself at the doctor's knees. Doctor Fisher gently untangled Phronsie from his legs and placed her back into the bed. "We're going to make Polly all well, little girl. She'll be able to see as good as new when we're done," Doctor Fisher assured her. "Really?" Phronsie asked tearfully.

“嗯，现在不是了。她的视力很差，”医生宣布。 “不!别把我的波莉弄生病了。”弗朗西哭着扑到医生的膝盖上。 费希尔医生轻轻地把弗朗西从他腿上解开，把她放回床上。 “我们会把波莉治好的，小姑娘。 手术结束后，她的视力就和新的一样了。”费希尔医生向她保证。 “真的吗?”弗朗西含泪问道。

"We'll try our hardest," Doctor Fisher said. "But you have to promise me you won't cry. If you cry, then Polly will cry—and that will be very bad for Polly's eyes. Very bad indeed!" he repeated. "I won't cry," Phronsie promised. "Not one bit!" She wiped off the last tear with her hand. Doctor Fisher put some cooling lotion on Polly's eyes. "Now you rest up, young lady, and your eyes will be fine," Doctor Fisher said before leaving the little brown house. "My eyes don't feel a single bit better," Polly complained to Mrs. Pepper. "And, there's so much work to do—" "You have to give it time, Polly," Mrs. Pepper said, taking up her sewing again. "Your poor eyes need rest. And that's that." Just then the kitchen door slammed, and moments later, Grandma Bascom stood at the

“我们会尽最大努力，”费希尔医生说。 “但是你得答应我你不会哭。 如果你哭，波利也会哭——这对波利的眼睛很不好。 非常糟糕！”他重复道。 “我不会哭的。”弗朗西答应道。 “一点也不！”她用手擦去最后一滴眼泪。 费雪医生在波莉的眼睛上涂了一些凉水。 “现在你好好休息吧，小姐，你的眼睛会好起来的，”费希尔医生在离开褐色的小房子之前说。 “我的眼睛一点也好不到哪里去。”波莉向佩珀太太抱怨道。 “还有，有那么多活儿要干——”“你得给点时间，波莉，”佩珀太太说着，又拿起了针线活。 “你可怜的眼睛需要休息。 就是这样。”就在这时，厨房的门砰地一声关上了，不一会儿，巴斯科姆奶奶站在门口

bedroom doorway. "Mercy me. What's happening here?" Grandma said, surprised to see Polly in bed in the middle of the day. "Measles. Polly's got them," Mrs. Pepper said. "Ben and Phronsie, too," she added. "Freezing? Polly's freezing?" Grandma squawked. With a sigh, Mrs. Pepper stood up and shouted the whole, sad story into Grandma Bascom's ear. "Well, I've got a recipe at home that can set everybody right," Grandma said, heading for the door. "Doc Fisher just left," Mrs. Pepper explained. "He put some lotion on Polly's eyes and said they must not be touched." "Well, then, maybe these treats will help," Grandma said. She reached into her apron pocket and pulled out a small cloth sack. "What's that?" asked Joel. He eyed the little sack. Joel was always curious whenever anyone

卧室门口。“怜悯我。 这是怎么回事？”奶奶说，看到波莉大白天还躺在床上，她感到很惊讶。 “麻疹。波莉拿到了，”佩珀太太说。 “还有本和弗朗西，”她补充说。 “冻结?冻结是波利?”奶奶会抗议。 佩珀太太叹了口气，站起身来，对着巴斯科姆奶奶的耳朵大声说出了整个悲伤的故事。 “嗯，我家里有一个食谱，可以让每个人都恢复正常，”奶奶说着朝门口走去。 “费雪医生刚走，”佩珀太太解释说。 “他在波莉的眼睛上涂了些润肤露，说不能碰它们。” “好吧，那么，也许这些零食会有帮助，”奶奶说。 她把手伸进围裙口袋，掏出一个小布袋。 “那是什么？”乔尔问。 他盯着那个小麻袋。乔尔对任何人都很好奇

mentioned treats. "Peppermints!" Joel cried when Grandma opened the bag. "You share those with the sick ones," Grandma gently scolded him. Joel handed out the peppermints to all the children, giving extra to Phronsie and Ben. "I don't want any," Polly told him, pushing the peppermints away. "Oh, Polly, you have to try one," Joel said, munching happily. Polly was too sad to answer. "I'll leave three on your pillow, Polly," Joel said. "You just take them whenever you want." Then Joel and Davie went outside to share the rest of the peppermints and stack the wood in the woodpile. Polly leaned back against the pillow. Who was going to help Mamsie now? How was all the work around the Little Brown House going to get done? Two big, fat tears rolled down her face.

提到食物。“薄荷糖!”当奶奶打开袋子时，乔尔哭了。 “你和病人一起吃吧，”奶奶轻轻地责备他。 乔尔把薄荷糖分发给所有的孩子，多给了弗朗西和本。 “我不要。”波莉一边说，一边把薄荷糖推开。 “哦，波莉，你一定要尝尝。”乔尔说着，开心地咀嚼着。 波莉伤心得说不出话来。 “我在你的枕头上留三个，波莉。”乔尔说。 “你想什么时候拿就什么时候拿。” 然后，乔尔和戴维出去分享剩下的薄荷糖，并把木头堆在柴堆里。 波莉靠在枕头上。 现在谁来帮助玛西呢？ 布朗小屋周围的工作要怎么完成呢？ 两颗又大又肥的眼泪从她脸上滚落下来。

Polly knew she wasn't supposed to cry, but she just couldn't help it. Later that day, a carriage stopped right in front of the Peppers' little brown gate. "It's the Hendersons!" exclaimed Mrs. Pepper. Moments later, Mrs. Henderson was sitting beside Polly in the darkened bedroom. "Poor little thing," Mrs. Henderson said, stroking Polly's hair. "Oh, I don't care about my eyes. Only about helping Mamsie," Polly cried. "Now, don't you worry about that," Mrs. Henderson assured her. "You just worry about getting better, so you can see the little chicks you visited the other day. You wouldn't believe how big and fat they are!" "Oh, do tell me about them," Polly said, forgetting for a moment about the dreadful itching in her eyes. By the time the Hendersons left, somehow a basket of eggs, a sack of flour, a bowl of butter,

波莉知道她不应该哭，但她就是忍不住。 那天晚些时候，一辆马车停在珀珀家的棕色小门前。 “是亨德森一家！”佩珀太太叫道。 过了一会儿，亨德森太太在昏暗的卧室里坐在波莉身边。 “可怜的小东西，”亨德森太太抚摸着波莉的头发说。 “哦，我不在乎我的眼睛。 只是为了帮助玛西。”波莉叫道。 “别担心，”亨德森太太安慰她说。 “你只需要担心病情好转，这样你就能看到你前几天去看望的小鸡了。 你简直不敢相信它们有多大多肥！”“哦，告诉我吧。”波莉说，她暂时忘记了眼睛里可怕的瘙痒。 亨德森一家离开的时候，不知怎么弄来了一篮子鸡蛋，一袋面粉，一碗黄油，