Chapter 9

9 Nan Found Rosa charged towards her grandma and wrapped her arms about her waist. Nan was soaked in the rich scent of bonfire and moss. 'Where have you been?' asked Rosa. 'Now there's a story,' said Nan, laughing. Rosa looked up at Nan's face and saw that her spectacles were smeared with grease and dirt. She sighed. 'Pass me your glasses.'

南发现罗莎朝她奶奶冲过去，用双臂搂住她的腰。 楠浑身浸透着篝火和苔藓的浓郁香味。 “你上哪儿去了？”罗莎问。 “现在有个故事了，”南笑着说。 罗莎抬头看了看南的脸，发现她的眼镜上沾满了油脂和污垢。 她叹了口气。“把你的眼镜递给我。”

'Whatever for?' Nan replied, but she handed them over and Rosa cleaned the lenses using her shirt. When she had replaced them Nan saw clearly for the first time in days. 'I thought my eyes were failing!' she said, laughing again. 'Come and see my camp.' Nan walked a short way along the riverbank to where she'd made a ramshackle

“什么?”南回答说，但她把眼镜递了过来，罗莎用衬衫擦了擦镜片。 当她把它们换好后，南几天来第一次看清楚了。 “我还以为我的眼睛不行了呢！”她说，又笑了起来。 “来看看我的营地吧。”南沿着河岸走了一小段路，来到她建的摇摇欲坠的地方

shelter out of fallen wood and branches. It looked quite solid and capable of withstanding a downpour, though not somewhere you could stay for weeks on end. 'What do you think?' asked Nan. 'I think I want to know why you didn't come home,' said Rosa, verging on angry. 'I've been searching all over the mountain for you. We were so worried. Did you find Albert?' 'No, no luck,' said Nan. 'I bet he's fine. I shouldn't have worried about him – he's a big moose after all! And I'm sorry. I knew you would worry.' 'So what took you so long?' asked Rosa.

躲在倒下的木头和树枝里。 它看起来很坚固，经得起一场倾盆大雨，但不是一个你可以连续呆上几个星期的地方。 “你觉得怎么样？”南问。 “我想我想知道你为什么不回家，”罗莎说，几乎要生气了。 “我找遍了整座山找你。 我们很担心。你找到艾伯特了吗？“不，运气不好，”南说。 “我敢打赌他很好。我不应该为他担心——他毕竟是一头大驼鹿！我很抱歉。 我知道你会担心。“那你怎么花了这么长时间？”罗莎问。

Nan patted away the question with a swipe of her hand and settled down at the fire. Stick came and lay alongside. 'Nan?' said Rosa. Nan seemed unwilling to talk. Unlike many grown-ups, she was always open and keen to explain what was happening. 'What's going on?' pleaded Rosa. Eventually Nan opened up. 'I… well, I got a bit lost.' Rosa didn't believe it. Nan knew everything about the mountain. 'You? Never!' Nan prodded the fire with a stick. 'I'm not sure what happened,' she said. I was walking around the mountain on Albert's trail – I found his discarded antlers, so I knew I was on the right track – but then I found

南轻轻一挥，把这个问题打消了，然后在火炉旁坐了下来。 棍子过来躺在旁边。 “奶奶?罗莎说。南似乎不愿意说话。 与许多成年人不同，她总是敞开心扉，热心地解释发生了什么。 “发生了什么事？”罗莎恳求道。 最终南敞开了心扉。“我……嗯，我有点迷路了。”罗莎不相信。 南知道关于这座山的一切。 “你?从来没有!”南用一根棍子戳火。 “我不知道发生了什么事，”她说。 我沿着艾伯特的足迹在山上走着——我发现了他丢弃的鹿角，所以我知道我走对了路——但后来我发现

myself going in circles.' 'That's not like you,' said Rosa. 'No. No, it's not,' said Nan. 'Sometimes it's difficult to find the horizon and your bearings in the forest, that's the truth, but this felt different. It was as though my rusty old brain cogs seized up.' Rosa was concerned. 'Has this happened before?' 'Once or twice,' said Nan, 'but never like this. I tried leaving items to mark my path, but I kept losing them.' Rosa remembered how she'd forgotten to wear her glasses all those days ago, not to mention all the other things, such as lighting the stove and tidying away the tools. Rosa pulled out the

我在原地打转。“那可不像你，”罗莎说。 “不。“不，不是，”南说。 “有时候在森林里很难找到地平线和方向，这是事实，但这次感觉不一样。 就好像我那生锈的老脑壳卡住了。”罗莎很担心。 “以前发生过这种事吗？”“有一两次，”南说，“但从来没有像这样。” 我试着在路上留下一些东西，但我总是把它们弄丢。”罗莎想起了那些天前她是如何忘记戴眼镜的，更不用说所有其他的事情了，比如点燃炉子和整理工具。 罗莎拿出了