Chapter 2

2 The Cabin Grandma Nan's log cabin was like something from an old fairy tale,nestled at the edge of the lake among a glade of towering pine trees.Built solely of wood,with a tatty pitched roof covered in a layer of moss and earth,the cabin was full of imperfections. Knotholes littered the walls,cracks between planks and beams were filled with glue and thread,and the tilting stone chimney had so

南奶奶的小木屋就像古老童话故事里的东西，坐落在湖边高耸的松树林中。木屋完全由木头建造，破旧的斜屋顶上覆盖着一层苔藓和泥土，到处都是不完美的地方。 墙上到处都是结孔，木板和横梁之间的裂缝都填满了胶水和线，倾斜的石头烟囱也被填满了

many weeds growing out of the mortar that it could have been mistaken for having hair. 'Home sweet home,'said Grandma Nan. Rosa looked on in horror.'I thought you lived in a house?' she said. 'This place looks like it could fall apart at any minute!' Nan kicked the wall beside the door. There was a loud thud,but nothing broke, fell off or budged an inch. 'It would take a battering ram to move it,my girl,'said Nan.'I should know.I did build it,after all.' Rosa gulped.'Don't builders usually build homes?' 'You try finding a builder out here,'said

灰泥上长出了许多杂草，可能会被误认为有头发。 “甜蜜的家，”南奶奶说。 罗莎惊恐地看着。“我以为你住在房子里呢？”她说。 “这地方看起来随时都可能坍塌！”南踢了踢门边的墙。 砰的一声巨响，但什么也没有摔坏，什么也没有掉下来，一动也没有。 南说：“姑娘，要用攻城槌才能把它挪开。”“我应该知道。毕竟是我造的。”罗莎一饮而尽。“建筑商通常不盖房子吗？”“你试试在这儿找个建筑工人吧，”他说

Nan,pulling open the door. 'Come on in.And don't mind Albert;he won't bite. 'Wait!'said Rosa.'I thought you lived alone?' 'I do,'said Nan.'More or less.' Rosa stepped inside and inhaled the rich,tarry smell of seasoned wood.Despite her first impressions,it was homely and warm,and though it was really just one giant room,it felt like so much more. There was a tidy bed covered in a brightly coloured crocheted blanket.Next to it was a stone fireplace,with a nest of logs prepared ready for lighting.There was a potbelly iron stove,bearing a blackened pan and kettle, and

楠，拉开门。 “进来吧。别介意阿尔贝；他不会咬人的。 “等等!”罗莎说。“我以为你一个人住呢？”“是的，”南说。“差不多吧。”罗莎走了进去，吸了一口干柴浓郁的柏油味。尽管她的第一印象是朴素而温暖，虽然它只是一个巨大的房间，但感觉远不止于此。 有一张整洁的床，上面盖着一条色彩鲜艳的钩织毯子。旁边是一座石砌壁炉，壁炉里放着一窝准备生火的圆木。有一个大肚铁火炉，上面有一个烧黑了的锅和水壶，还有

every wooden wall was decorated with handmade rugs and cupboards. And then Rosa froze.A moose head-with huge antlers -was sticking through an open window at the back of the cabin.It turned to look at her with happy yet tired eyes. 'Mornin',said the moose in a low grumbly voice. ' I never seen a hooman calf before.' Rosa looked wide-eyed at Grandma Nan who was zipping back and forth across the small room,packing tins away in storage and on to shelves. 'Meet Albert,'said Nan. 'Is he dangerous?'asked Rosa. 'Only to himself,said Nan.' Albert gets

每一面木墙都装饰着手工制作的地毯和橱柜。 然后罗莎僵住了。一只长着巨大鹿角的驼鹿头从小屋后面一扇开着的窗户里探了出来。它转过身来，用幸福而又疲惫的眼睛看着她。 “早上好，”驼鹿低声嘟哝着说。 “我以前从来没见过一头母牛犊。”罗莎睁大了眼睛看着南奶奶，她在小房间里跑来跑去，把罐头放进储藏室和架子上。 “这是艾伯特，”南说。“他危险吗？””罗莎问。 “只对他自己说，南说。”艾伯特被