the hunger games-飢餓遊戲(英文版)

第13部分 (第5/7頁)

am。

On　the　second　day；　while　weˇre　taking　a　shot　at　spear　throwing；　he　whispers　to　me。　¨I　think　we　have　a　shadow。〃

I　throw　my　spear；　which　Iˇm　not　too　bad　at　actually；　if　I　donˇt　have　to　throw　too　far；　and　see　the　little　girl　from　District　11　standing　back　a　bit；　watching　us。　Sheˇs　the　twelve…year…old；　the　one　who　reminded　me　so　of　Prim　in　stature。　Up　close　she　looks　about　ten。　She　has　bright；　dark；　eyes　and　satiny　brown　skin　and　stands　tilted　up　on　her　toes　with　her　arms　slightly　extended　to　her　sides；　as　if　ready　to　take　wing　at　the　slightest　sound。　Itˇs　impossible　not　to　think　of　a　bird。

I　pick　up　another　spear　while　Peeta　throws。　¨I　think　her　nameˇs　Rue；〃　he　says　softly。

I　bite　my　lip。　Rue　is　a　small　yellow　flower　that　grows　in　the　Meadow。　Rue。　Primrose。　Neither　of　them　could　tip　the　scale　at　seventy　pounds　soaking　wet。

¨What　can　we　do　about　it？〃　I　ask　him；　more　harshly　than　I　intended。

¨Nothing　to　do；〃　he　says　back。　¨Just　making　conversation。〃

Now　that　I　know　sheˇs　there；　itˇs　hard　to　ignore　the　child。　She　slips　up　and　joins　us　at　different　stations。　Like　me；　sheˇs　clever　with　plants；　climbs　swiftly；　and　has　good　aim。　She　can　hit　the　target　every　time　with　a　slingshot。　But　what　is　a　slingshot　against　a　220…pound　male　with　a　sword？

Back　on　the　District　12　floor；　Haymitch　and　Effie　grill　us　throughout　breakfast　and　dinner　about　every　moment　of　the　day。　What　we　did；　who　watched　us；　how　the　other　tributes　size　up。　Cinna　and　Portia　arenˇt　around；　so　thereˇs　no　one　to　add　any　sanity　to　the　meals。　Not　that　Haymitch　and　Effie　are　fighting　anymore。　Instead　they　seem　to　be　of　one　mind；　determined　to　whip　us　into　shape。　Full　of　endless　directions　about　what　we　should　do　and　not　do　in　training。　Peeta　is　more　patient；　but