了得網少兒_有聲雙語經典：秘密花園

第1章一個人都不剩瑪麗？倫諾克斯小臉瘦削、身材單薄。黃色的頭發耷拉著、黯淡無光。她膚色蠟黃，還總是哭喪著臉。
她出生在印度，還是嬰兒時總是哭鬧不止、又瘦又丑。她漂亮的母親看了她一眼後說，必須讓她在自己的視線之外。從此，瑪麗便由一個僕人照看，她母親很少再看她一眼。
九年來，瑪麗的生活一成不變。**早晨，天氣熱得嚇人，她醒來後覺得十分煩躁。她坐起來大聲喚她的保姆，卻發現站在床邊的是一個陌生的僕從。
“你為什麼在這裡？”她問道，“把我奶媽叫來。” 那陌生人顯得十分害怕，結結巴巴地說：“對不起，小姐。您的奶媽不能到這兒來了。” 陌生女人伺候瑪麗穿衣服，瑪麗發出刺耳的尖叫，對她又打又踢。那人趕快離開了房間。
瑪麗在屋裡亂發了一通脾氣。但沒有一個僕從告訴她關於奶媽的任何事情。他們一看到她就匆忙逃開了。
*後，瑪麗遊蕩到花園，在遊廊附近獨自玩耍起來。瑪麗假裝在建造一座花壇。她從高大的木槿樹上摘下花朵，把紅色的花插入一個個土堆裡。
瑪麗聽到母親和一個年輕俊朗的軍官來到遊廊上。他們低聲交談著。瑪麗瞪大眼睛看母親，因為她很少能見到她。母親身材高挑，穿著漂亮的衣服，似乎總是面帶微笑。
現在她的大眼睛裡充滿了恐懼。“有那麼嚴重嗎？”她問道，“噢，真的嗎？” “糟透了，”年輕人回答說，瑪麗聽到他的聲音在顫抖，“你兩個星期以前就應該到山上去的。” 瑪麗的母親絞著雙手。“我留下來是為了參加那場愚蠢的宴會！”她哭訴，“我真是一個蠢貨！” 瑪麗還在對母親所言感到困惑時，哭嚎聲從僕人區傳來。瑪麗的母親抓住軍官的手臂。瑪麗站起來，渾身發抖，因為哭嚎聲越來越響亮了。
“那是什麼聲音？”她母親哭喊道。
“準是有人死了，”年輕軍官說，“你沒有告訴我這裡暴發了疾病！” “我不知道。”倫諾克斯太太倒抽了一口氣。她轉身跑進屋裡，年輕軍官緊隨其後。
後來有人給瑪麗解釋說，一種可怕的疾病正在奪走人們的生命。她的奶媽就是家中**個死去的人，但整座房子裡不斷有哭聲響起。
在混亂和疾病中，瑪麗藏在她的兒童房裡。她很快就被**忘記了。沒有人來找她，也沒有人給她帶來食物或消息。
有一次，她溜進餐廳，發現桌子上擺著一些食物，但那裡沒有人。她喫了一些水果和餅干，走回自己的房間，打算睡幾個小時，直到有人再次想起她。
當她醒來時，屋子裡一片寂靜。沒有人大聲哭叫。沒有人匆匆走過她的門前。她想，也許每個人都康復了。也許有人會記得她，給她帶來食物和冷飲。但是沒有人來。
不一會兒，瑪麗聽到了沙沙聲。她低下頭，看到一條無害的小蛇爬過地板上的墊子。
“多麼奇怪和安靜啊。”她對蛇說。她注視著它從門縫溜出去。突然，瑪麗聽到了腳步聲。門外響起低沉的聲音，她躡手躡腳地靠近門邊探聽。
“多麼荒涼，”一個人說，“那麼漂亮的女人。我聽說她有個孩子，盡管沒人見過。” 瑪麗瞪著門，這時門開了。那軍官看到她，喫了一驚，往後跳去。“我的天哪，一個孩子！在這樣的地方！” 瑪麗對那軍官皺起眉頭，說：“我是瑪麗？倫諾克斯。大家都生病的時候我睡著了。為什麼沒有人來找我？” “這是那個沒人見過的孩子，”另一名軍官說話了，人們聚過來圍在門口，“實際上她被遺忘了。” “可憐的孩子，”一個慈眉善目的男人說，“沒有人能來，因為一個人都不剩了。” 於是，瑪麗知道她的父親和母親都死了。所有活著的僕人都逃走了，隻剩她獨自一人留在世上。
CHAPTER 1 There Is No One Left Mary Lennox had a little thin face and a little thin body. Her yellow hair hung limp and dull. Her skin was faintly yellow and she wore a tight, sour expression at all times. She was born in India, squalling, thin and ugly. Her pretty mother took one look at her and said that she must be kept out of sight. Mary was handed over to a servant, and her mother rarely looked upon her again. For nine years, Mary’s life rarely changed. Then one frightfully hot morning, she awoke feeling very cross. She sat up to snap at her nursemaid, only to see a strange servant standing beside her bed. “Why are you there?” she demanded. “Send my Ayah to me now!” The stranger looked frightened and stammered, “I’m sorry, Missie Sahib. Your Ayah cannot come.” Mary shrieked, slapped, and kicked as the strange woman tried to help her dress. The stranger left the room as quickly as she could. Mary stormed around the house. None of the servants would tell her anything about her Ayah. They merely hurried away when they spotted her. Finally, Mary wandered out into the garden and began to play by herself near the veranda. Mary pretended she was making a flower bed. She picked blossoms from the tall hibiscus hedge and stuck the red flowers into little heaps of dirt. Mary heard her mother come out on the veranda with a fair young officer. The two spoke together in low voices. Mary stared at her mother, since she got so few glimpses of her. She was a tall, slim, pretty person who wore such lovely clothes and seemed always to be laughing or smiling. Now her eyes were large and scared. “Is it so very bad?” she asked. “Oh, is it?” “Awfully,” the young man said and Mary heard his voice tremble. “You ought to have gone to the hills two weeks ago.” Mary’s mother wrung her hands. “I only stayed to go to a silly dinner party!” she cried. “What a fool I was!” While Mary puzzled over what her mother meant, wailing rang out from the servants’ quarters. Mary’s mother clutched the young officer’s arm. Mary stood up, shivering as the wailing grew wilder and wilder. “What is it?” her mother cried. “Someone has died,” the young officer said. “You didn’t say the sickness had broken out here!” “I didn’t know,” Mrs. Lennox gasped. She turned and ran into the house with the young officer at her heels. Eventually someone explained to Mary that a terrible sickness was killing people. Ayah was the first of the household to die, but the wailing sounded throughout the house over and over. In the confusion and the sickness, Mary hid herself in her nursery. She was soon completely forgotten. No one came to her or brought her food or news. Once she crept out into the dining room and found the table set with food but no one there. She ate some fruit and biscuits and wandered back to her room to sleep away the hours until someone would remember her again. When she awakened, the house was silent. No one wailed. No one rushed past her door. Maybe everyone has gotten well, she thought. Maybe someone would remember her and bring her food and a cool drink. But no one came. Mary soon heard something rustling. When she looked down, she saw a small, harmless snake crawling across the matting on her floor. “How queer and quiet it is,” she told him. He slipped out under her door as she watched. Suddenly Mary heard men’s footsteps. Low voices sounded outside her door and she crept closer to hear. “What desolation,” one man said. “That pretty, pretty woman. I heard there was a child too, though no one ever saw her.” Mary glared at the door and it opened. The officer who looked in was so startled at the sight of her that he jumped back. “Mercy, a child! In a place like this!” Mary frowned at the officer and said, “I am Mary Lennox. I fell asleep while everyone was sick. Why does no one come?” “It’s the child no one saw,” a second officer said as men crowded around the door. “She was actually forgotten.” “Poor little kid,” a kind-looking man said. “There is nobody left to come.” And so Mary learned that her father and mother were dead. Any servants left alive had fled, and she was alone in the world.

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