7 Get Back

Chapter 7 Get Back As Stanley, the security guard with the white beard, was ushering the last remaining visitors towards the stairs, he turned back to look at Peanut, Rockwell and Little-Bit, who were lingering by the portrait of Mary Shelley. "LADIES AND GENTLEMAN. PLEASE MAKE YOUR WAY TOWARDS THE EXIT. THE GALLERY IS NOW CLOSED." Again, it seemed to Peanut that he held their gaze for a beat or two longer than seemed normal. And then he disappeared around the corner. The children were completely alone. "Now's our chance!" said Rockwell. "Come on!"

第7章 回去 留着白胡子的保安斯坦利正指引最后剩下的访客往楼梯走，他回头看向花生、罗克韦尔和小不点，三个孩子还在玛丽·雪莱的肖像旁逗留。 “女士们先生们。 请往出口方向走。 美术馆现在闭馆了。” 花生觉得，他盯着他们看的时间比正常情况足足久了一两秒。 接着他便拐过墙角不见了。 现在彻底只剩三个孩子在这里了。 “现在机会来了！”罗克韦尔说。 “快走！”

The three of them ran across the parquet floor and came skidding to a halt in front of Queen Victoria. The white marble bust sat nobly on a tall wooden plinth, the statue's eye-level meeting Peanut's exactly. "She doesn't look very happy today," said Peanut. "If I were Queen," said Little-Bit, "you wouldn't ever be able to get the smile off my face!" "Rockwell. The door," said Peanut. He knelt, reached behind the plinth and patted the wall down, feeling for the tiny handle. The portal was very cleverly hidden, the edges of the door virtually invisible unless you looked really closely. The only tell-tale sign that anything was out of the ordinary was the fact that there were

三个孩子跑过拼花地板，滑着停在了维多利亚女王雕像前。 白色大理石半身像端庄地立在高高的木质基座上，雕像的视线刚好和花生齐平。 “她今天看起来不太开心。”花生说。 “如果我是女王，”小不点说，“我脸上的笑永远都不会消失！” “罗克韦尔。 门在哪。”花生说。 他跪下来，伸手到基座后面摸索墙面，找那个小小的把手。 这道密门藏得十分巧妙，不凑近仔细看，根本看不出门的边缘。 唯一能看出不对劲的地方就是

a couple of old, dry oak leaves on the floor. "Found it!" He pulled the secret door as far open as he could. "You first, Peanut. See you on the other side... Peanut squeezed into the narrow gap between the plinth and the wall, and dived head first through the portal, closely followed by Little-Bit and, finally, Rockwell, who closed it behind them. Slowly, they made their way along the low, leafy passageway, all three of them bent double at first but walking more and more upright with each step. "It's like that March of Progress image," said Rockwell, chuckling. "You know, the Ascent of Man!"

地上有几片干枯的老橡树叶。 “找到了！” 他把密门尽量开到了最大。 “花生，你先走。 我们在另一头见…… 花生挤进基座和墙之间的窄缝，一头钻进密门，小不点紧跟着进去，最后是罗克韦尔，他进去后关上了门。 他们慢慢沿着低矮、满是枝叶的通道前行，一开始三个人都弯着腰，越往前走腰挺得越直。 “这就像那幅进化进程图呀，”罗克韦尔笑着说。 就是你知道的，《人类进化图》那个！”

"Dude, you really need to update your references," said Peanut, shaking her head. The further they went, the wider and taller the passageway became. After a few minutes, Little-Bit stopped walking and cocked an ear skyward. "Can you hear that?" "What?" said Rockwell. "That music." Sure enough, a beautiful melody was drifting through the branches above their heads. It swirled around the leaves as it dipped and soared, and sounded as if it were being played by an airborne version of the Royal Philharmonic's woodwind section. When the children reached the end of the passage, all three of them looked up towards the sound. And there, tracing wide circles high above the trees, were three old friends.

“老兄，你真该更新一下你的参考素材了，”花生摇着头说。 他们走得越远，通道就变得越宽越高。 几分钟后，小不点停下脚步，侧耳听上方的动静。 “你能听见吗？” “听见什么？”罗克韦尔说。 那音乐声。” 果然，一段优美的旋律从头顶的树枝间飘了过来。 旋律在树叶间盘旋，忽低忽高，听起来就像飞在空中的皇家爱乐乐团木管组演奏出来的。 孩子们走到通道尽头后，三个人都抬头朝声音传来的方向看去。 就在那里，在树林上空绕着大圈飞行的，正是他们的三个老朋友。