20 The Killjoy

20 The Killjoy "Yes! A ceremonial refilling of the Rainbow Lake is a BRILLIANT idea," said Mrs M to her husband. They were among a group of giddy Resistance operatives standing beneath the portal doors that Mr White had drawn on the walls of the control room. And every single one of us should be there to watch. This has been a long time coming and so many good and brave people have played their part. They all deserve to be included in the celebrations.

20 扫兴的人 “太好了！ M夫人对丈夫说：“给彩虹湖重新办注水仪式真是个绝妙的主意”。 他们和一群兴奋的反抗军特工一起，站在怀特先生画在控制室墙上的传送门下方。 我们所有人都该到场观礼。 这一刻我们等了太久，许许多多善良勇敢的人都为此出过力。 他们都该参加这场庆典。

"Right. Decision made," said a smiling Mr M. "We'll do it tomorrow morning. This city has lost enough time to Mr White's regime, so let's not waste any more. Josephine, can you please work out the best way of getting the rainbow water that's up here back down to the lake? We also need to get the cleaning channels fully operational again. Josephine nodded. While the Markmakers, Gary, Tracey, Leo, Nerys, 67, Woodhouse and Josephine continued to discuss the logistics of this huge and very exciting celebration, Little-Bit sat on Jonathan Higginbottom's back, both of them giggling and catching up on lost time. Doodle, the scribble-of-a-dog keen to join in the fun, kept trying to run up the alligator's tail, only to be playfully flicked off before he could reach the little girl. Peanut, meanwhile, was in the corner by herself,

“没错。 就这么定了，”M先生笑着说，“我们明天早上就办。 这座城市已经在怀特的政权下浪费了太多时间，我们不能再浪费了。 约瑟芬，麻烦你想个最好的办法，把这里的彩虹水运回湖里好吗？ 我们还得让清洁水道重新全面恢复运作。 约瑟芬点了点头。 当印记师们、加里、特蕾西、莱奥、内里斯、67、伍德豪斯和约瑟芬继续讨论这场盛大又令人激动的庆典的安排时，小不点趴在乔纳森·希金博顿背上，俩人笑着聊起分开这段日子的新鲜事。 乱涂似的小狗嘟嘟也想凑热闹，一直往鳄鱼尾巴上跑，可每次还没跑到小女孩身边就被调皮地弹开。 与此同时，花生一个人待在角落里，

looking at all the priceless paintings that Mr White had stolen. Rockwell, spotting that she was on her own, decided that this might be a good time to have an important chat with his friend. He sidled up to her. "Er, could I have a quick word?" he asked, standing with Peanut in front of the Mona Lisa. "What's up?" she asked. Are you thinking about how best to return these paintings to the various galleries too? I reckon we do it one at a time using White's portals, probably under cover of darkness. Best if the wider world doesn't know about Chroma. This city really should remain as secret as possible." "Erm, it's not that, actually," said Rockwell as he took a deep breath. He wondered why he was so nervous about saying what he was about to say. "I wanted to talk to you again about 67. Earlier, I... well... I saw their eyes flash red. It was weird. Look, I know you don't want to hear this, but I'm still worried that all is not quite as it seems with them and I had to tell you. I can't put my finger on what it is exactly, but my instincts are telling me that something's not right. I just don't think they're totally on our side. I really think we should confront them about it, even if it's just to prove me wrong. And if it turns that I am wrong, then I will apologise and won't say anything about it ever again. I promise." Peanut stared at Rockwell for a long moment before speaking. "Seriously, Rockwell?" she said with more than just

看着怀特先生偷来的这些无价名画。 罗克韦尔看到她独自待着，觉得这刚好是和好友好好谈谈的好机会。 他悄悄凑了过去。 “呃，我能和你说两句话吗？” 他问道，和花生一起站在了《蒙娜丽莎》面前。 “怎么了？”她问道。 你是不是也在想该怎么把这些画送回各个美术馆对不对？ 我觉得我们可以用怀特的传送门一次送一幅，最好趁夜里行动。 最好别让外界知道克罗玛城的存在。 “这座城市真的应该继续保密。” “呃，其实不是这件事，”罗克韦尔深吸一口气说。 他自己都纳闷，为什么说这些话会这么紧张。 “我想再和你说一下67的事。 之前，我... 那个... 我看到他们的眼睛闪红光了。 这太奇怪了。 听着，我知道你不想听，但我还是觉得67不对劲儿，我必须告诉你。 我说不清到底哪里不对，但直觉告诉我事情有问题。 我就是觉得他们没有完全站在我们这边。 我真的觉得我们该找他们对质，哪怕最后证明我错了也好。 如果最后证明我错了，我会道歉，以后再也不提这件事。 我保证。” 花生盯着罗克韦尔看了好一会儿才开口说话。 “说真的，罗克韦尔？” 她开口的语气，远不止一点点

annoyance in her voice. "You choose this moment to bring that up again!? We've just captured Mr White, we're planning to refill the lake and celebrate with the best party we've ever been to, and all you can think about is how 67 insulted you? Why do you have to be such a killjoy? Honestly, I don't know what to say." "No, no, no. It's nothing to do with 67 insulting me," he replied. "Look, I know that sometimes my mouth gets ahead of my brain, but this time I know that I am right. I can't explain how, but I just do. I really think you need to listen to me, Peanut. I've got this terrible feeling that if we don't do something about 67 now, we're going to regret it. "I'll tell you what I am beginning to regret," said Peanut, her voice getting louder. "I'm beginning to regret showing you Pencil Number One in the first place! You didn't believe me when I first told you about it, and despite everything we've been through, nothing's really changed, has it? You're still a sceptic. Why can't you just accept that sometimes people, and robots, might just decide to do the right thing? And so what if 67 insulted your intelligence? To be honest, at this moment in time I'm starting to think that they might have had a point!" "Now you're just being mean," said Rockwell, unable to disguise the hurt in his voice. "I might not know about art and stuff like you, but I still have feelings." "Ah," said Peanut, smirking. "Finally, we get to the bottom

不耐烦。 “你居然选这个时候又提这件事！？ 我们刚抓住怀特先生，正打算给湖泊注水，办一场有史以来最棒的庆典，结果你满脑子就想着67得罪你的事？ 你怎么就这么爱扫大家的兴呢？ 说真的，我都不知道该说你什么好了。” “不对，不对，不是的。 这和67得罪我没关系，”他回答道。 “听着，我知道我有时候说话不过脑子，但这次我肯定我是对的。 我说不清为什么，但我就是肯定。 你真的要听听我说的话，花生。 我有种很不好的预感，如果我们现在不对67做点什么，以后一定会后悔。 “那我告诉你我现在开始后悔什么，”花生说，声音越来越大。 “我后悔当初就不该把一号铅笔拿给你看！ 我最开始和你说它的时候你不信，我们经历了这么多，你根本一点都没变，对不对？ 你还是个爱怀疑一切的人。 你为什么就不能接受，有时候人也好，机器人也好，就是会选择做正确的事呢？ 就算67说你没脑子，那又怎么样？ 说实话，放在现在这个时候，我都觉得他们说的没错！” “你现在就是故意伤人，”罗克韦尔说，藏不住语气里的委屈。 “我可能不像你那样懂艺术这些东西，但我也是有感情的。” “啊，”花生坏笑一声说。 “终于，我们摸到了问题的根子

of it. You're still going on about the whole art versus science thing, aren't you? I thought we'd gotten past this. I mean, for goodness" sake, Rockwell! We are literally standing right next to a painting by Leonardo da Vinci, a guy who embodied the idea that art and science can co- exist! He proved, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that they work best when they work together. That they're dependent on each other! There is no competition to see which is best!" "I'M NOT SAYING THERE IS, PEANUT!" yelled Rockwell, surprising himself. "I AM JUST TRYING TO TELL YOU THAT I'M WORRIED ABOUT SOMETHING AND YOU ARE NOT LISTENING TO ME! THAT IS WHAT IS HAPPENING HERE! The silence that followed was the most silent silence ever. Everyone in the room had stopped what they were doing and were now looking at the two friends. They were all shocked to hear Rockwell shouting so loudly, no one more so than Peanut.

这件事。 你还在纠结艺术和科学谁好谁坏的事，对不对？ 我还以为我们早就翻过这篇儿了。 我说啊，看在老天的份上，洛克威尔！ 我们现在就站在列奥纳多·达·芬奇的画作旁，他本人就完美诠释了艺术与科学可以共存的理念！ 他毫无疑问地证明了，二者合作时才能发挥出最好的效果。 它们本来就互相依存啊！ 根本没必要比谁更厉害！" "我没说要比啊，花生！"洛克威尔吼道，他自己都吓了一跳。 "我只是想告诉你我有烦心事，可你根本不听我说！ 现在的问题就是这个！ 之后的安静，是全世界最安静的安静。 房间里所有人都停下了手上的事，望着这对好朋友。 听到洛克威尔这么大声吼叫，大家都惊呆了，最吃惊的莫过于花生。

"Er, guys!" said Little-Bit, rushing over to them. "What's going on? Why are you fighting?" "ASK HIM!" said Peanut. "ASKHER!" said Rockwell. "Well, whatever's happened, I think you should both just make up. That's what Miss Gibeon tells Marley and me to do when we've had an argument at school. And today is not a day for arguments," said the little girl, in a voice that belied her age. "We have got lots to celebrate." "My point exactly!" said Peanut, folding her arms. "I'm just not sure Rockwell is capable of having fun at the moment." She looked at him pointedly. "Listen, I'm sorry for shouting," he said. "Maybe you're right, Peanut. Maybe I'm just not in the mood for a party." He turned his face to the wall, trying to hide the tears pricking his eyes, Actually, I, er, don't feel that great. So, I think I might just... head home. Mum is probably wondering where I am anyway." "I think that's a very good idea," said Peanut. "No one wants a killjoy moping about the place, sucking the fun from the celebration. I'll draw you a door, shall I? And then we can both forget that any of this ever happened."

"呃，我说你们俩！"小不点说着，连忙跑了过来。 "怎么回事？ 你们为什么吵架呀？" "你问他！"花生说。 "你问她！"洛克威尔说。 "好吧，不管发生了什么，我觉得你们俩都和好吧。 我和马利在学校吵架的时候，吉比恩小姐就让我们这么做。 而且今天本来就不该吵架，"小姑娘说道，她的声音沉稳得和年龄很不相称。" "我们还有好多值得庆祝的事呢。" "我就是这个意思！"花生抱着胳膊说道。 "我只是不确定洛克威尔现在有没有心情玩。" 她意味深长地看着他。 "听着，抱歉我刚才吼你了，"他说。 "也许你说得对，花生。 我可能就是没心情参加派对。" 他把脸转向墙，想藏起眼眶里打转的泪水，其实我，呃，我不太舒服。 所以，我想我还是……回家吧。 反正妈妈说不定也在找我了。" "我觉得这主意不错，"花生说。 没人想让一个扫人兴的家伙蔫蔫儿待在这儿，把庆祝的好心情都败光。 我给你画扇门送你走，好不好？ 然后我们就都当这件事从来没发生过。"