the hunger games-飢餓遊戲(英文版)

第13部分 (第3/7頁)

rnating　pattern　of　light　and　dark　suggests　sunlight　falling　through　the　leaves　in　the　woods。　I　wonder　how　he　knows　this；　since　I　doubt　heˇs　ever　been　beyond　the　fence。　Has　he　been　able　to　pick　this　up　from　just　that　scraggly　old　apple　tree　in　his　backyard？　Somehow　the　whole　thing　�　his　skill；　those　inaccessible　cakes；　the　praise　of　the　camouflage　expert　�　annoys　me。

¨Itˇs　lovely。　If　only　you　could　frost　someone　to　death；〃　I　say。　¨Donˇt　be　so　superior。　You　can　never　tell　what　youˇll　find　in　the　arena。　Say　itˇs　actually　a　gigantic　cake　�〃　begins　Peeta。

¨Say　we　move　on；〃　I　break　in。

So　the　next　three　days　pass　with　Peeta　and　I　going　quietly　from　station　to　station。　We　do　pick　up　some　valuable　skills；　from　starting　fires；　to　knife　throwing；　to　making　shelter。　Despite　Haymitchˇs　order　to　appear　mediocre；　Peeta　excels　in　hand…to…hand　bat；　and　I　sweep　the　edible　plants　test　without　blinking　an　eye。　We　steer　clear　of　archery　and　weightlifting　though；　wanting　to　save　those　for　our　private　sessions。

The　Gamemakers　appeared　early　on　the　first　day。　Twenty　or　so　men　and　women　dressed　in　deep　purple　robes。　They　sit　in　the　elevated　stands　that　surround　the　gymnasium；　some96　times　wandering　about　to　watch　us；　jotting　down　notes；　other　times　eating　at　the　endless　banquet　that　has　been　set　for　them；　ignoring　the　lot　of　us。　But　they　do　seem　to　be　keeping　their　eye　on　the　District　12　tributes。　Several　times　Iˇve　looked　up　to　find　one　fixated　on　me。　They　consult　with　the　trainers　during　our　meals　as　well。　We　see　them　all　gathered　together　when　we　e　back。

Breakfast　and　dinner　are　served　on　our　floor；　but　at　lunch　the　twenty…four　of　us　eat　in　a　dining　room　off　the　gymnasium。　Food　is　arranged　on　carts　around　the　room　and　you　serve　yourself。　The　Career　Tribute