汤姆.索亚历险记-经典集锦

Tom!’ No answer. ‘Tom!’ No answer. ‘What’s gone with that boy, I wonder? You Tom!’ The old lady pulled her spectacles① down and looked over them about the room; then she put them up and looked out under them. She seldom or never looked through them for so small a thing as a boy, for they were her state pair, the pride of her heart, and were built for ‘style,’ not service; she could have seen through a pair of stove-lids② as well. She looked perplexed③ a moment and said, not fiercely, but still loud enough for the furniture to hear, ‘Well, I lay if I get hold of you, I’ll — ’ She did not finish, for by this time she was bending down and punching④ under the bed with the broom, and so she needed breath to punctuate⑤ the punches with. She resurrected⑥ nothing but the cat. “汤姆！” 没人应声。 “汤姆！” 没人应声。 “嘿，这孩子到底怎么啦？我叫你呢，汤姆啊！” 老太太把自己的眼镜架往下一拉，眼睛从眼镜架上方把房间打量了一番。她随即把眼镜架向上一推，眼睛又从眼镜架下面朝外张望。要寻找诸如一个孩子这么小的目标，她极少甚至根本就不用戴眼镜，因为这副眼镜体现了她的身份，体现了她的尊严，戴上它为的是显示“派头”，而非实用。她即便戴上一副火炉盖子，照样能看清楚目标。一时间，她显得困惑不解，于是继续说着，声音不是很严厉，但仍然足够高亢，室内的家具都能够听清楚，“好嘛，我说，我一旦逮着了你，那就——” 她没有把这句话说完，因为她此刻正躬下身子，用扫帚在床底下捅了一番，因此，她边捅边需要喘口气。她没有捅出别的任何东西，只捅出了一只猫。