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2．彼得与煤|2.Peter and the coal

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他们生活中的变化发生得异常突然。此刻，他们还生活在一个幸福的家庭里，要什么有什么。瞬间之后，爸爸就被迫离开——“出差去了”，妈妈是这么讲的。但是她脸色苍白，孩子们明白这是个坏消息。他们不得不离开了他们在伦敦的那个舒适的家，住到了乡下的一座小房子里。现在他们是穷人了，妈妈说。虽然她竭力想让自己的声音听起来高兴一些，无奈双眼中却充满了伤感与忧虑。
The change in their lives comes very suddenly. One minute they are all a happy family, with everything that they want. The next minute, Father has to go away— 'on business', Mother says. But her face is white, and the children know that it's bad news. They have to leave their nice home in London, and go and live in a little house in the country. They are poor now, Mother says. She tries to sound happy, but her eyes are sad and worried.
罗伯塔、彼得和菲利斯也为他们的爸爸担心，但谁都不能一直那么伤感。新生活开始了，处处都充满新奇的冒险。从他们的新家往山下走，有一条铁路，耀眼明亮的铁轨通向伦敦;还有穿山隧道那黑洞洞的大口，在那里火车从黑暗中呼啸而出，就像体型庞大的野兽……
Roberta, Peter, and Phyllis also worry about Father, but no one can be sad all the time. A new life is beginning, with adventures around every corner. And there, down the hill from their new house, is the railway, with its shining lines leading all the way back to London; and the black mouth of the tunnel, where trains come screaming out of the darkness like great wild animals...

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	supper ['sʌpə(r)]	n.晚饭
	unpack [ˌʌn'pæk]	v.打开取出;卸下
	railway ['reɪlweɪ]	n.【C】铁路
	telegraph ['telɪɡrɑːf]	n.电报
	excite [ɪk'saɪt]	vt.使兴奋;使激动;刺激;激起
	Porter ['pɔːtə(r)]	n. 【英】守门人，门房(= doorman【美】);
	heap [hiːp]	n.堆;许多;破车
	angrily ['æŋɡrəli]	adv.气愤地

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2．彼得与煤|2.Peter and the coal

他们在那个房间里找了找，没有找到晚饭。

“这个女人太可恶了！”妈妈说，“她把钱拿走了，但一点儿吃的也没给我们准备！”

“那我们就没晚饭吃了。”菲利斯沮丧地说。

“不，我们有东西可吃，”妈妈回答，“我们可以打开一个箱子，那里面装着一些从老房子带来的食物。”

第二天一大早，博比就拽着菲利斯的头发把她弄醒。“醒醒！”她说，“我们住到新房子里了，难道你忘了吗？”

他们想给妈妈一个惊喜，把早饭准备好，不过他们更想先到外面去看一看。这座房子好像是坐落于靠近山顶的一片田野中，他们能看见一条长长的路。

“这个地方比我们在伦敦的家漂亮多了。”菲利斯说。

他们看见了山脚下的铁路，还有穿山隧道又黑又大的入口。再往远眺，他们看见小山之间有一架高高的桥，不过，车站太远了，他们看不到。

“我们去看看铁路吧，”彼得说，“没准儿会有火车驶过呢。”

“在这儿我们也一样能看到。”博比说。

于是，他们在草地中一块又大又平、非常舒服的石头上坐下了。8点钟，当妈妈过来找他们的时候，他们已经在阳光下睡着了。

“我又发现了一个房间，”妈妈告诉他们说，“这个房间的门在厨房里。昨天晚上我们还以为那是一个柜橱。”

这个正方形的小房间里摆着一张桌子，桌子上放着他们的晚饭。

“屋里有一封瓦伊尼夫人写的信，”妈妈解释说，“她的儿子摔断了胳膊，所以她提早回家去了。今天早晨晚些时候，她还会再来的。”

“早饭吃冷肉和苹果派！”彼得大笑，“太滑稽了！”

但是，昨天的晚饭现在成了一顿不错的早餐。

整整一天，孩子们都在帮妈妈打开箱子，归置房间里的东西。傍晚的时候，妈妈说：“今天就干到这里吧。晚饭前，我需要去躺一个钟头。”

孩子们面面相觑。

“那我们该到哪儿去呢？”博比问道，虽然说这话时她心里已经有了答案。

“当然到铁路上去啦！”彼得大喊。

“哦！”火车驶过之后，博比感叹，“简直像是一头庞大的野兽跑了过去！”

“真带劲儿！”彼得说。

“不知道这火车是不是去伦敦的，”博比说，“爸爸还在伦敦呢。”

“那我们下去，到车站去问问清楚吧。”彼得提议。

于是，孩子们沿着铁路，在电报线下面走着，来到了车站。他们登上站台，迅速地往守道工的房间里瞧了瞧。屋里，守道工在报纸后面，已经快睡着了。

“那是用来标明煤堆高度的，”守道工说，“这样我们就能知道是不是有人偷煤了。”守道工和颜悦色的，彼得觉得他是一个善良的好人。

可后来连续下了三天雨，天又湿又冷。

“我们可以生火吗？”博比问。

“我们不能在六月份就生火，”妈妈说，“煤很贵。”

喝过茶后，彼得对姐妹俩说：“我有一个主意。在证实它是个好主意之后，我会把它告诉你们的。”

第三天晚上，彼得对女孩子们说：“来帮我一个忙吧。”

山坡上，就在车站上方的草丛中，有一些大石头。在石头中间，女孩子们看到了一小堆煤。

“是我发现的，”彼得说，“帮我一起把它运回家里吧。”

往山上跑了三趟之后，孩子们终于把这些煤堆到了自家后门处的煤堆上。他们没跟任何人讲这件事情。

一个星期之后，瓦伊尼夫人看着房子后门那里的煤堆说：“这煤比我印象中的要多。”

孩子们偷偷地笑了，还是什么也没说。

但是，那个倒霉的夜晚终于到来了，车站站长在车站的院中等着彼得。他看见彼得爬上院墙旁边的那个大煤堆，然后开始往一个袋子里装煤。

“这回我可抓到你了，你这个小窃贼！”站长大喊着，一边抓住了彼得的大衣。

“我不是小偷。”彼得说，不过他的声音可不是那么理直气壮。

“跟我到车站去。”站长说。

“哦，不！”在黑暗中，有个声音哭喊着。

“不要去警察局！”另一个声音哭叫着。

“不，是去火车站。”站长说，更多声音的出现令他颇感惊讶，“你们一共有几个人？”

博比和菲利斯从黑暗中走了出来。

“我们也参加了，”博比告诉站长，“我们帮他把煤运走，而且我们也知道彼得是在哪里弄到的煤。”

“不，不关你们的事，”彼得生气地说，“这是我的主意。”

“我们的确知道你从哪儿弄的煤，”博比说，“我们假装不知道，其实我们都知道。”

站长看看他们。“你们就住在山顶上的那个白房子里吧，”他说，“可是你们为什么要偷煤呢？”

“我想这不算是偷，”彼得说，“这儿有这么多煤，我从煤堆中间挖走一些，我——我，想不会有人介意的。妈妈说，我们太穷了，不能生火，但在我们原来的房子里，我们一直都有炉火，而且——”

“别说了！”博比低声对彼得说。

室内的气氛陷入了沉默，站长想了想。然后他对彼得说：“这次我就不惩罚你们了。但你们记住，这煤属于铁路，即使是从煤堆中间挖，那也是偷。”

孩子们明白，他的话是对的。

You’ve often wanted something to happen,’ said Mother, lighting the candle again. ’And now it has. This is an adventure, isn’t it? I told Mrs Viney to leave our supper ready. I suppose she’s put it in the other room. Let’s go and see.’

They looked in the other room, but found no supper.

What a horrible woman!’ said Mother. ’She’s taken the money, but got us nothing to eat at all!’

Then we can’t have any supper,’ said Phyllis, unhappily.

Yes, we can,’ said Mother. ’We can unpack one of the boxes. There’s some food from the old house.’

Very early next morning, Bobbie pulled Phyllis’s hair to wake her. ’Wake up!’ she said. ’We’re in the new house, don’t you remember?’

They wanted to surprise their mother and get the breakfast ready, but first they went to look outside. The house seemed to stand in a field near the top of a hill, and they could see a long way.

This place is much prettier than our house in London,’ said Phyllis.

They saw the railway line at the bottom of the hill, and the big black opening of a tunnel. Further away, they could see a high bridge between the hills, but the station was too far away to see.

Let’s go and look at the railway,’ said Peter. ’Perhaps there are trains passing.’

We can see them from here,’ said Bobbie.

So they sat down on a big, flat, comfortable stone in the grass. And when Mother came to look for them at eight o’clock, they were asleep in the sun.

I’ve found another room,’ Mother told them. ’The door is in the kitchen. Last night, we thought it was a cupboard.’

There was a table in the little square room, and on the table was their supper.

There’s a letter from Mrs Viney,’ explained Mother. ’Her son broke his arm and she went home early. She’s coming again later this morning.’

Cold meat and apple pie for breakfast!’ laughed Peter. ’How funny!’

But their supper made a wonderful breakfast.

All day, they helped Mother to unpack and arrange everything in the rooms. It was late in the afternoon when she said, ’That’s enough work for today. I’ll go and lie down for an hour, before supper.’

The children looked at each other.

Where shall we go?’ said Bobbie, although she already knew the answer.

To the railway, of course!’ cried Peter.

Oh!’ said Bobbie, when it had gone. ’It was like a great wild animal going by!’

It was very exciting!’ said Peter.

I wonder if it was going to London,’ said Bobbie. ’London is where Father is.’

Let’s go down to the station and find out,’ said Peter.

They walked along the edge of the line, beneath the telegraph wires, to the station. They went up on to the platform, and took a quick look into the Porter’s room. Inside, the Porter was half asleep behind a newspaper.

It’s to show how much coal there is in the heap,’ said the Porter. ’So we shall know if anybody steals some.’ The Porter was smiling, and Peter thought he was a nice, friendly person.