【荆棘鸟】第二章 07

but her mouth tightened 1 like an overwound spring, and the tip of the cane 2 lowered itself an inch or two. "Who is this?" she snapped to Bob, as if the object of her inquiry 3 were a new and particularly obnoxious 4 species of insect. "Please, Sister, she's my sister Meghann."
  "Then in future you will make her understand that there are certain subjects we do not ever mention, Robert, if we are true ladies and gentlemen. On no account do we ever, ever mention by name any item of our underclothing, as children from a decent household would automatically know. Hold out your hands, all of you."
  "But, Sister, it was my fault!" Meggie wailed 5 as she extended her hands palms up, for she had seen her brothers do it in pantomime at home a thousand times.
  "Silence!" Sister Agatha hissed 6, turning on her. "It is a matter of complete indifference 7 to me which one of you was responsible. You are all late, therefore you must all be punished. Six cuts." She pronounced the sentence with monotonous 8 relish 9.
  Terrified, Meggie watched Bob's steady hands, saw the long cane whistle down almost faster than her eyes could follow, and crack sharply against the center of his palms, where the flesh was soft and tender. A purple welt flared 10 up immediately; the next cut came at the junction 11 of fingers and palm, more sensitive still, and the final one across the tips of the fingers, where the brain has loaded the skin down with more sensation than anywhere else save the lips. Sister Agatha's aim was perfect. Three more cuts followed on Bob's other hand before she turned her attention to Jack 12, next in line. Bob's face was pale but he made no outcry or movement, nor did his brothers as their turns came; even quiet and tender Stu.
  As they followed the upward rise of the cane above her own hands Meggie's eyes closed involuntarily, so she did not see the descent. But the pain was like a vast explosion, a scorching 13, searing invasion of her flesh right down to the bone; even as the ache spread tingling 14 up her forearm the next cut came, and by the time it had reached her shoulder the final cut across her fingertips was screaming along the same path, all the way through to her heart. She fastened her teeth in her lower lip and bit down on it, too ashamed and too proud to cry, too angry and indignant at the injustice 15 of it to dare open her eyes and look at Sister Agatha; the lesson was sinking in, even if the crux 16 of it was not what Sister Agatha intended to teach.
 

不过她的嘴却像个拧得过紧的弹簧似地紧绷着，藤条尖也压低了一两英寸。“这是谁？”她喝问鲍勃，仿佛她所问的对象是一种新的、特别令人生厌的昆虫。
 
    “哦，嬷嬷，她是我妹妹梅格安。”
    “那么，以后你得让她明白，罗伯特，假如我们是真正的绅士淑女，有些东西我们是从来不提起的。无论如何我们也不提我们里面穿的任何衣裤的名称，因为正派的家庭出来的孩子是自然就明白这一点的。伸出手来，你们都把手伸出来。”
    “可是，嬷嬷，这是我的错呀！”梅吉一边伸出手心，一边呜咽着说道，因为她在家里看到她的哥哥们做过无数次这样的动作。
    “不许出声！”阿加莎嬷嬷转身冲着她责骂道，“你们该由谁来负责对我来说完全无关紧要的。你们全都迟到了，所以你们都得受罚。每人六下。”她单调而又幸灾乐祸地宣布了这个判决。
    梅吉心惊胆战地望着鲍勃那一动不动地伸出的手，看见长藤条以她两眼都跟不上的速度，唿哨着抽打下来，“啪”的一声打在他那又软又嫩的掌心上，立刻就冒出了一道紫痕；第二下打在手指和掌心的连接处，这地方更加敏感，最后一下打在了手指尖上，十指连心，除了嘴唇以外就数这里最敏感了。阿加莎嬷嬷拿藤条抽人是百发百中的。在她依次去打杰克以前，又在鲍勃的另一只手上抽了三下。鲍勃脸色煞白，可是他既没哭出声来，也没动一动。轮到他的弟弟们时，他们也是如此，甚至连沉静、纤弱的斯图尔特也不例外。
    当梅吉看见藤条举到了她的手上的时候，她不自主的闭上了眼睛，所以没有看见那藤条的下落。可是，爆裂、灼烫、炮烙般的疼痛从她的皮肉直透筋骨。在疼痛蔓延到前臂时，第二下打了下来，当疼痛达到她的肩膀时，打在指尖上的最后的一下顺着原路彻骨而来，像是直接抽打在她的心上，她的牙龈紧咬着下唇，几乎都咬进肉里去了，羞惭和自尊使她不愿哭出声来；对这种做法的不平和愤恨使她敢于睁开眼睛望着阿加莎嬷嬷，这次教训在给她留下刻骨铭心的印象，尽管她并不真正明了阿加莎嬷嬷教训她的实质。