Chapter 15

ChAPTER FiFTEEN Madame Maude went as white as a white tablecloth. Then whiter still. "Has he killed her with words?" whispered Rupert. Then came the spluttering. If Kate hadn't known how unvillainous Madame Maude really was, she would have

第十五章 莫德夫人的脸唰地白得跟白桌布似的。 接着就更白了。 “他是不是用话把她给说死了？”鲁珀特小声嘀咕。 紧接着她就开始气急败坏地喷唾沫星子。 要是凯特不知道莫德夫人其实一点都不凶，她说不定会

found it quite satisfying. All right, maybe a bit of her still did. "I don't want to eat you," Tiger said wearily to Madame Maude, and Kate realised just how many times he must have had to say that over the years. "I want to... well... I want to eat breakfast with you. The breakfast I made." Madame Maude stopped spluttering and eyed him up and down. "What?" "I've been a follower of yours since the very beginning!" Tiger exclaimed. "How to Cook Well for People You Don't Like was

觉得这场景还挺解气的。 好吧，说不定她心里其实还是有点暗爽的。 “我不想吃你，”泰格对着莫德夫人疲惫地说，凯特这才意识到这么多年来这句话他肯定已经说过无数次了。 “我是想…… 那个……我想和你一起吃早饭。 我做的早饭。” 莫德夫人不再喷唾沫，上下打量着他。 “你说什么？” “我从最开始就是你的粉丝！” 泰格大声说道。 《如何给你讨厌的人做好吃的》那本书，我在动物园的那些年全靠它才撑过来的！

my bread and butter all those years in the zoo!" "You... you taught yourself from scratch?" Madame Maude sniffed. "From that baseless book?" "I agree- A Matter of Distaste is far superior. But indeed I did. And I was distraught when you were barred from your position." "Don't be," she sighed. "Only a fool would confuse oysters from such vastly different regions." "I thought northern Chile and southern Peru were neighbours," muttered Kate to Rupert.

那可是我在动物园这么多年赖以糊口的营生！ “你……你全靠自学的？” 莫德夫人嗤了一声。 “就靠那本没什么真东西的书？” “我也觉得——《论不合胃口的一百种情况》要优秀多了。 但我确实是靠那本书学的。 当初你被撤职的时候我可难过了。” “别难过，”她叹了口气说。 只有傻子才会把产地差那么远的牡蛎搞混。” “我还以为智利北部和秘鲁南部是挨着的呢。”凯特小声对鲁珀特说。

"You're no fraud, Madame Maude," said Tiger. "You're an inspiration- the very reason I've chosen this culinary life. And I've always kept a poster of you tucked under my pillow- your pointy stick and sour expression always spurred me on. Would you perhaps-" Tiger bowed low and extended a paw once more- "join me for breakfast?" Kate had never heard him sound so earnest. "I will," said Madame Maude in a voice that seemed to have thawed a few degrees. She took his paw in her bony hand. Kate smiled and followed them into the dining car with Rupert in her pocket. What a story!

“你才不是骗子呢，莫德夫人，”泰格说。 “你是我的榜样——我之所以选择走厨艺这条路，全都是因为你。 我枕头底下一直压着你的海报呢——你手里尖尖的料理棒，还有你那气鼓鼓的表情，一直都在鼓励我前进。 不知道你能不能——” 泰格深深鞠了一躬，再一次伸出了爪子，“和我一起吃顿早饭吗？” 凯特从没听过他说话这么诚恳过。 “好吧，我去。”莫德夫人的声音听着好像比刚才缓和了好几度。 她把自己瘦骨嶙峋的手搭在了他的爪子上。 凯特笑了，把鲁珀特揣在口袋里，跟着他们走进了餐车。 这故事可太有意思啦！