the hunger games-飢餓遊戲(英文版)

第47部分 (第4/7頁)

let　go　of　Peetaˇs　hand。

The　sun　is　just　peeking　over　the　horizon　when　we　straggle　back　to　the　twelfth　floor　of　the　Training　Center。　I　think　now　Iˇll　finally　get　a　word　alone　with　Peeta；　but　Haymitch　sends　him　off　with　Portia　to　get　something　fitted　for　the　interview　and　personally　escorts　me　to　my　door。

¨Why　canˇt　I　talk　to　him？〃　I　ask。

¨Plenty　of　time　for　talk　when　we　get　home；〃　says　Haymitch。　¨Go　to　bed；　youˇre　on　air　at　two。〃

Despite　Haymitchˇs　running　interference；　Iˇm　determined　to　see　Peeta　privately。　After　I　toss　and　turn　for　a　few　hours；　I　slip　into　the　hall。　My　first　thought　is　to　check　the　roof；　but　itˇs　empty。　Even　the　city　streets　far　below　are　deserted　after　the　celebration　last　night。　I　go　back　to　bed　for　a　while　and　then　decide　to　go　directly　to　his　room；　but　when　I　try　to　turn　the　knob；　I　find　my　own　bedroom　door　has　been　locked　from　the　outside。　I　suspect　Haymitch　initially；　but　then　thereˇs　a　more　insidious　fear　that　the　Capitol　may　by　monitoring　and　confining　me。　Iˇve　been　unable　to　escape　since　the　Hunger　Games　began；　but　this　feels　different；　much　more　personal。　This　feels　like　Iˇve　been　imprisoned　for　a　crime　and　Iˇm　awaiting　sentencing。　I　quickly　get　back　in　bed　and　pretend　to　sleep　until　Effie　Trinket　es

to　alert　me　to　the　start　of　another　¨big；　big；　big　day！〃

I　have　about　five　minutes　to　eat　a　bowl　of　hot　grain　and　stew　before　the　prep　team　descends。　All　I　have　to　say　is；　¨The　crowd　loved　you！〃　and　itˇs　unnecessary　to　speak　for　the　next　couple　of　hours。　When　Cinna　es　in；　he　shoos　them　out　and　dresses　me　in　a　white；　gauzy　dress　and　pink　shoes。　Then　he　personally　adjusts　my　makeup　until　I　seem　to　radiate　a　soft；　rosy　glow。　We　make　idle　chitchat；　but　Iˇm　afraid　to　ask　him　anything　of　real　importance　because