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new moon(暮光之城-新月英文版)-第10部分

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He shook his head slowly; always watching my face。 
〃No。 They're all gone。 I staved behind to tell you goodbye。〃 
〃Alice is gone?〃 My voice was blank with disbelief。 
〃She wanted to say goodbye; but I convinced her that a clean break would be 
better for you。〃 
I was dizzy; it was hard to concentrate。 His words swirled around in my head; 
and I heard the doctor at 
the hospital in Phoenix; last spring; as he showed me the X…rays。 You can see 
it's a clean break; his 
finger traced along the picture of my severed bone。 That's good。 It will heal 
more easily; more quickly 
。 
I tried to breathe normally。 I needed to concentrate; to find a way out of 
this nightmare。 
〃Goodbye; Bella;〃 he said in the same quiet; peaceful voice。 
〃Wait!〃 I choked out the word; reaching for him; willing my deadened legs to 
carry me forward。 
I thought he was reaching for me; too。 But his cold hands locked around my 
wrists and pinned them to 
my sides。 He leaned down; and pressed his lips very lightly to my forehead for 
the briefest instant。 My 
eyes closed。 
〃Take care of yourself;〃 he breathed; cool against my skin。 
There was a light; unnatural breeze。 My eyes flashed open。 The leaves on a 
small vine maple shuddered 
with the gentle wind of his passage。 
He was gone。 
With shaky legs; ignoring the fact that my action was useless; I followed him 
into the forest。 The evidence 
of his path had disappeared instantly。 There were no footprints; the leaves 
were still again; but I walked 
forward without thinking。 I could not do anything else。 I had to keep moving。 
If I stopped looking for 
him; it was over。 
Love; life; meaning over。 
I walked and walked。 Time made no sense as I pushed slowly through the thick 
undergrowth。 It was 
hours passing; but also only seconds。 Maybe it felt like time had frozen 
because the forest looked the 
same no matter how far I went。 I started to worry that I was traveling in a 
circle; a very small circle at 
that; but I kept going。 I stumbled often; and; as it grew darker and darker; I 
fell often; too。 
Finally; I tripped over something—it was black now; I had no idea what caught 
my foot—and I stayed 
down。 I rolled onto my side; so that I could breathe; and curled up on the wet 
bracken。 
As I lay there; I had a feeling that more time was passing than I realized。 I 
couldn't remember how long it 
had been since nightfall。 Was it always so dark here at night? Surely; as a 
rule; some little bit of moonlight 
would filter down through the clouds; through the chinks in the canopy of 
trees; and find the ground。 
Not tonight。 Tonight the sky was utterly black。 Perhaps there was no moon 
tonight—a lunar eclipse; a 
new moon。 
A new moon。 I shivered; though I wasn't cold。 
It was black for a long time before I heard them calling。 
Someone was shouting my name。 It was muted; muffled by the wet growth that 
surrounded me; but it 
was definitely my name。 I didn't recognize the voice。 I thought about 
answering; but I was dazed; and it 
took a long time to e to the conclusion that I should answer。 By then; the 
calling had stopped。 
Sometime later; the rain woke me up。 I don't think I'd really fallen asleep; I 
was just lost in an unthinking 
stupor; holding with all my strength to the numbness that kept me from 
realizing what I didn't want to 
know。 
The rain bothered me a little。 It was cold。 I unwrapped my arms from around my 
legs to cover my face。 
It was then that I heard the calling again。 It was farther away this time; and 
sometimes it sounded like 
several voices were calling at once。 I tried to breathe deeply。 I remembered 
that I should answer; but I 
didn't think they would be able to hear me。 Would I be able to shout loud 
enough? 
Suddenly; there was another sound; startlingly close。 A kind of snuffling; an 
animal sound。 It sounded big。 
I wondered if I should feel afraid。 I didn't—just numb。 It didn't matter。 The 
snuffling went away。 
The rain continued; and I could feel the water pooling up against my cheek。 I 
was trying to gather the 
strength to turn my head when I saw the light。 
At first it was just a dim glow reflecting off the bushes in the distance。 It 
grew brighter and brighter; 
illuminating a large space unlike the focused beam of a flashlight。 The light 
broke through the closest 
brush; and I could see that it was a propane lantern; but that was all I could 
see—the brightness blinded 
me for a moment。 
〃Bella。〃 
The voice was deep and unfamiliar; but full of recognition。 He wasn't calling 
my name to search; he was 
acknowledging that I was found。 
I stared up—impossibly high it seemed—at the dark face that I could now see 
above me。 I was vaguely 
aware that the stranger probably only looked so tall because my head was still 
on the ground。 
〃Have you been hurt?〃 
I knew the words meant something; but I could only stare; bewildered。 How 
could the meaning matter at 
this point? 
〃Bella; my name is Sam Uley。〃 
There was nothing familiar about his name。 
〃Charlie sent me to look for you。〃 
Charlie? That struck a chord; and I tried to pay more attention to what he was 
saying。 Charlie mattered; 
if nothing else did。 
The tall man held out a hand。 I gazed at it; not sure what I was supposed to 
do。 
His black eyes appraised me for a second; and then he shrugged。 In a quick and 
supple notion; he pulled 
me up from the ground and into his arms。 
I hung there; limp; as he loped swiftly through the wet forest。 Some part of 
me knew this should upset 
me—being carried away by a stranger。 But there was nothing left in me to 
upset。 
It didn't seem like too much time passed before there were lights and the deep 
babble of many male 
voices。 Sam Uley slowed as he approached the motion。 
〃I've got her!〃 he called in a booming voice。 
The babble ceased; and then picked up again with more intensity。 A confusing 
swirl of faces moved over 
me。 Sam's voice was the only one that made sense in the chaos; perhaps because 
my ear was against his 
chest。 
〃No; I don't think she's hurt;〃 he told someone。 〃She just keeps saying 'He's 
gone。' 〃 
Was I saying that out loud? I bit down on my lip。 
〃Bella; honey; are you all right?〃 
That was one voice I would know anywhere—even distorted; as it was now; with 
worry。 
〃Charlie?〃 My voice sounded strange and small。 
〃I'm right here; baby。〃 
There was a shifting under me; followed by the leathery smell of my dad's 
sheriff jacket。 Charlie 
staggered under my weight。 
〃Maybe I should hold on to her;〃 Sam Uley suggested。 
〃I've got her;〃 Charlie said; a little breathless。 
He walked slowly; struggling。 I wished I could tell him to put me down and let 
me walk; but I couldn't 
find my voice。 
There were lights everywhere; held by the crowd walking with him。 It felt like 
a parade。 Or a funeral 
procession。 I closed my eyes。 
〃We're almost home now; honey;〃 Charlie mumbled now and then。 
I opened my eyes again when I heard the door unlock。 We were on the porch of 
our house; and the tall 
dark man named Sam was holding the door for Charlie; one arm extended toward 
us; as if he was 
preparing to catch me when Charlie's arms failed。 
But Charlie managed to get me through the door and to the couch in the living 
room。 
〃Dad; I'm all wet;〃 I objected feebly。 
〃That doesn't matter。〃 His voice was gruff。 And then he was talking to someone 
else。 〃Blankets are in the 
cupboard at the top of the stairs。〃 
〃Bella?〃 a new voice asked。 I looked at the gray…haired man leaning over me; 
and recognition came after 
a few slow seconds。 
〃Dr。 Gerandy?〃 I mumbled。 
〃That's right; dear;〃 he said。 〃Are you hurt; Bella?〃 
It took me a minute to think that through。 I was confused by the memory of Sam 
Uley's similar question 
in the woods。 Only Sam had asked something else: Have you been hurt? he'd 
said。 The difference 
seemed significant somehow。 
Dr。 Gerandy was waiting。 One grizzled eyebrow rose; and the wrinkles on his 
forehead deepened。 
〃I'm not hurt;〃 I lied。 The words; were true enough for what he'd asked。 
His warm hand touched my forehead; and his fingers pressed against the inside 
of my wrist。 I watched his 
lips as he counted to himself; his eyes on his watch。 
〃What happened to you?〃 he asked casually。 
I froze under his hand; tasting panic in the back of my throat。 
〃Did you get lost in the woods?〃 he prodded。 I was aware of several other 
people listening。 Three tall 
men with dark faces—from La Push; the Quileute Indian reservation down on the 
coastline; I 
guessed—Sam Uley among them; were standing very close together and staring at 
me。 Mr。 Newton was 
there with Mike and Mr。 Weber; Angela's father; they all were watching me more 
surreptitiously than the 
strangers。 Other deep voices rumbled from the kitchen and outside the front 
door。 Half the town must 
have been looking for me。 
Charlie was the closest。 He leaned in to hear my answer。 
〃Yes;〃 I whispered。 〃I got lost。〃 
The doctor nodded; thoughtful; his fingers probing gently against the glands 
under my jaw。 Charlie's face 
hardened。 
〃Do you feel tired?〃 Dr。 Gerandy asked。 
I nodded and closed my eyes obediently。 
〃I don't think there's anything wrong with her;〃 I heard the doctor mutter to 
Charlie after a moment。 〃Just 
exhaustion。 Let her sleep it off; and I'll e check on her tomorrow;〃 he 
paused。 He must have looked 
at his watch; because he added; 〃Well; later today actually。〃 
There was a creaking sound as they both pushed off from the couch to get to 
their feet。 
〃Is it true?〃 Charlie whispered。 Their voices were farther away now。 I 
strained to hear。 〃Did they leave?〃 
〃Dr。 Cullen asked us not to say anything;〃 Dr。 Gerandy answered。 〃The offer 
was very sudden; they had 
to choose immediately。 Carlisle didn't want to make a big production out of 
leaving。〃 
〃A little warning might have been nice;〃 Charlie grumbled。 
Dr。 Gerandy sounded unfortable when he replied。 〃Yes; well; in this 
situation; some warning might 
have been called for。〃 
I didn't want to listen anymore。 I felt around for the edge of the quilt 
someone had laid on top of me; and 
pulled it over my ear。 
I drifted in and out of alertness。 I heard Charlie whisper thanks to the 
volunteers as; one by one; they left。 
I felt his fingers on my forehead; and then the weight of another blanket。 The 
phone rang a few times; and 
he hurried to catch it before it could wake me。 He muttered reassurances in a 
low voice to the callers。 
〃Yeah; we found her。 She's okay。 She got lost。 She's fine now;〃 he said again 
and again。 
I heard the springs in the armchair groan when he settled himself in for the 
night。 
A few minutes later; the phone rang again。 
Charlie moaned as he struggled to his feet; and then he rushed; stumbling; to 
the kitchen I pulled my head 
deeper under the blankets; not wanting to listen to the same conversation 
again。 
〃Yeah;〃 Charlie said; and yawned。 
His voice changed; it was much more alert when he spoke again。 〃Where?'〃 There 
was a pause。 〃You're 
sure it's outside the reservation?〃 Another short pause。 〃But what could be 
burning out there?〃 He 
sounded both worried and mystified。 〃Look; I'll 
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