the hunger games-飢餓遊戲(英文版)

第45部分 (第5/7頁)

　I　imagine　it？　Or　do　I　hear　a　manˇs　voice　yelling？　Not　in　the　Capitol　accent；　but　in　the　rougher　cadences　of　home。　And　I　canˇt　help　having　a　vague；　forting　feeling　that　someone　is　looking　out　for　me。

Then　finally；　the　time　arrives　when　I　e　to　and　thereˇs　nothing　plugged　into　my　right　arm。　The　restraint　around　my　middle　has　been　removed　and　I　am　free　to　move　about。　I　start　to　sit　up　but　am　arrested　by　the　sight　of　my　hands。　The　skinˇs　perfection；　smooth　and　glowing。　Not　only　are　the　scars　from　the　arena　gone；　but　those　accumulated　over　years　of　hunting　have　vanished　without　a　trace。　My　forehead　feels　like　satin；　and　when　I　try　to　find　the　burn　on　my　calf；　thereˇs　nothing。

I　slip　my　legs　out　of　bed；　nervous　about　how　they　will　bear　my　weight　and　find　them　strong　and　steady。　Lying　at　the　foot　of　the　bed　is　an　outfit　that　makes　me　flinch。　Itˇs　what　all　of　us　tributes　wore　in　the　arena。　I　stare　at　it　as　if　it　had　teeth　until　I　remember　that；　of　course；　this　is　what　I　will　wear　to　greet　my　team。

Iˇm　dressed　in　less　than　a　minute　and　fidgeting　in　front　of　the　wall　where　I　know　thereˇs　a　door　even　if　I　canˇt　see　it　when　suddenly　it　slides　open。　I　step　into　a　wide；　deserted　hall　that　appears　to　have　no　other　doors　on　it。　But　it　must。　And　behind　one　of　them　must　be　Peeta。　Now　that　Iˇm　conscious　and　moving；　Iˇm　growing　more　and　more　anxious　about　him。　He　must　be　all　right　or　the　Avox　girl　wouldnˇt　have　said　so。　But　I　need　to　see　him　for　myself。

¨Peeta！〃　I　call　out；　since　thereˇs　no　one　to　ask。　I　hear　my　name　in　response；　but　itˇs　not　his　voice。　Itˇs　a　voice　that　provokes　first　irritation　and　then　eagerness。　Effie。

I　turn　and　see　them　all　waiting　in　a　big　chamber　at　the　end　of　the　hall　�　Effie；　Haymitch；　and　Cinna。　My　feet　take　off　without　hesitat