the hunger games-飢餓遊戲(英文版)

第45部分 (第3/7頁)

　first。　The　entire　ceiling　glows　with　a　soft　yellow　light　allowing　me　to　see　that　Iˇm　in　a　room　containing　just　my　bed。　No　doors；　no　windows　are　visible。　The　air　smells　of　something　sharp　and　antiseptic。　My　right　arm　has　several　tubes　that　extend　into　the　wall　behind　me。　Iˇm　naked；　but　the　bedclothes　arc　soothing　against　my　skin。　I　tentatively　lift　my　left　hand　above　the　cover。　Not　only　has　it　been　scrubbed　clean；　the　nails　are　filed　in　perfect　ovals；　the　scars　from　the　burns　are　less　prominent。　I　touch　my　cheek；　my　lips；　the　puckered　scar　above　my　eyebrow；　and　am　just　running　my　fingers　through　my　silken　hair　when　I　freeze。　Apprehensively　I　ruffle　the　hair　by　my　left　ear。　No；　it　wasnˇt　an　illusion。　I　can　hear　again。

I　try　and　sit　up；　but　some　sort　of　wide　restraining　band　around　my　waist　keeps　me　from　rising　more　than　a　few　inches。　The　physical　confinement　makes　me　panic　and　Iˇm　trying　to　pull　myself　up　and　wriggle　my　hips　through　the　band　when　a　portion　of　the　wall　slides　open　and　in　steps　the　redheaded　Avox　girl　carrying　a　tray。　The　sight　of　her　calms　me　and　I　stop　trying　to　escape。　I　want　to　ask　her　a　million　questions；　but　Iˇm　afraid　any　familiarity　would　cause　her　harm。　Obviously　I　am　being　closely　monitored。　She　sets　the　tray　across　my　thighs　and　presses　something　that　raises　me　to　a　sitting　position。　While　she　adjusts　my　pillows；　I　risk　one　question。　I　say　it　out　loud；　as　clearly　as　my　rusty　voice　will　allow；　so　nothing　will　seem　secretive。　¨Did　Peeta　make　it？〃　She　gives　me　a　nod；　and　as　she　slips　a　spoon　into　my　hand；　I　feel　the　pressure　of　friendship。

I　guess　she　did　not　wish　me　dead　after　all。　And　Peeta　has　made　it。　Of　course；　he　did。　With　all　their　expensive　equipment　here。　Still；　I　hadnˇt　been　sure　until　now。

As　the　Avox　leaves；　the　doo