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"But why did they want to hurt you, Linda?'' he asked that night.
“可她們為什么要傷害你，琳妲？”那天晚上他問道。
He was crying, because the red marks of the whip on his back still hurt so terribly. But he was also crying because people were so beastly and unfair, and because he was only a little boy and couldn't do anything against them.
他哭著，因為自己背上那些紅色的鞭痕還痛得厲害；也因為人們太野蠻，太不公平；也因為他自己是個孩子，無法反抗。
Linda was crying too. She was grown up, but she wasn't big enough to fight against three of them.
琳妲也在哭。她倒是成年人，可她只有一個人，打不過她們三個。
It wasn't fair for her either. "Why did they want to hurt you, Linda?"
那對她也不公平。“她們為什么要欺負你，琳妲？”
I don't know. How should I know?
我不知道，我怎么會知道？
It was difficult to hear what she said, because she was lying on her stomach and her face was in the pillow.
她的話聽不清，因為她趴在床上，臉埋在枕頭里。
"They say those men are their men," she went on; and she did not seem to be talking to him at all; she seemed to be talking with some one inside herself.
“她們說那些男人是她們的，”她說下去，好像根本不是在對他講話；而是在跟她內心的什么人講話。
A long talk which she didn't understand; and in the end she started crying louder than ever.
她的話很長，他聽不懂；最后她開始哭了，哭聲比任何時候都大。
Oh, don't cry, Linda. Don't cry.
啊，別哭，琳妲，別哭。
He pressed himself against her. He put his arm round her neck. Linda cried out. "Oh, be careful. My shoulder! Oh!" and she pushed him away, hard.
他靠過去，靠得緊緊的，伸手摟住她的脖子。琳姐叫了起來，“哦，別碰，我的肩膀！哦！”她使勁推開了他。
His head banged against the wall. "Little idiot!" she shouted; and then, suddenly, she began to slap him. Slap, slap …
他的腦袋撞在了墻上。“小白癡！”她叫道；然后她開始打他耳光。叭！叭！……
"Linda," he cried out. "Oh, mother, don't!"
“琳妲，”他叫了出來，“哦，媽媽。別打了！”
I'm not your mother. I won't be your mother.
我不是你媽媽。我不要做你媽媽。
"But, Linda … Oh!" She slapped him on the cheek.
“可是琳妲……哦！”她又給了他一耳光。
"Turned into a savage," she shouted. "Having young ones like an animal …"
“變成了野蠻人，”她大叫。"像野獸一樣下崽……"
If it hadn't been for you, I might have gone to the Inspector, I might have got away.
要不是因為你我就可能去找探長，就有可能走掉。
But not with a baby. That would have been too shameful.
可帶著孩子是不行的。那太丟臉。
He saw that she was going to hit him again, and lifted his arm to guard his face.
他見她又要打他，舉起手臂想遮住臉。
Oh, don't, Linda, please don't.
哦，琳妲，別打，求你別打。
"Little beast!" She pulled down his arm; his face was uncovered.
“小野獸！”她拉下了他的胳臂，臉露了出來。
"Don't, Linda." He shut his eyes, expecting the blow.
“別打了，琳妲。”他閉上眼睛，等著挨打。
But she didn't hit him. After a little time, he opened his eyes again and saw that she was looking at him.
可是她沒有打。過了一會兒他睜開了眼睛，看見她正望著他。
He tried to smile at her. Suddenly she put her arms round him and kissed him again and again.
他勉強對她笑了笑。她突然雙手摟住了他，親他，親了又親。
Sometimes, for several days, Linda didn't get up at all. She lay in bed and was sad.
有時琳妲幾天不起床，躺在床上傷心。
Or else she drank the stuff that Popé brought and laughed a great deal and went to sleep.
或者又喝波培帶來的東西，然后就老笑，又睡覺。
Sometimes she was sick. Often she forgot to wash him, and there was nothing to eat except cold tortillas.
有時她生病了，常常忘記給他洗臉洗澡，他除了冷玉米攤餅沒有別的東西哈。
He remembered the first time she found those little animals in his hair, how she screamed and screamed.
他記得她第一次在他的頭發里發現那些小動物時，大驚小怪地叫個沒有完。
The happiest times were when she told him ahout the Other Place.
他們最快活的時候是在她向他講述那個地方時。
And you really can go flying, whenever you like?
任何時候你想飛，你都可以飛，真的嗎？
Whenever you like.
任何時候你想飛都可以的。
