new moon(暮光之城-新月英文版)-第41部分

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I　was　going　to　have　bruises；　her　arms　were　very　hard。　She　stood　me　upright。　
It　was　dim；　but　not　black　at　the　bottom。　The　light　from　the　hole　above　
provided　a　faint　glow；　reflecting　
wetly　from　the　stones　under　my　feet。　The　light　vanished　for　a　second；　and　then　
Edward　was　a　faint；　white　
radiance　beside　me。　He　put　his　arm　around　me；　holding　me　close　to　his　side；　
and　began　to　tow　me　swiftly　
forward。　I　wrapped　both　arms　around　his　cold　waist；　and　tripped　and　stumbled　
my　way　across　the　
uneven　stone　surface。　The　sound　of　the　heavy　grate　sliding　over　the　drain　hole　
behind　us　rang　with　
metallicfinality。　
The　dim　light　from　the　street　was　quickly　lost　in　the　gloom。　The　sound　of　my　
staggering　footsteps　echoed　
through　the　black　space；　it　sounded　very　wide；　but　I　couldn't　be　sure。　There　
were　no　sounds　other　than　
my　frantic　heartbeat　and　my　feet　on　the　wet　stones—except　for　once；　when　an　
impatient　sigh　whispered　
from　behind　me。　
Edward　held　me　tightly。　He　reached　his　free　hand　across　his　body　to　hold　my　
face；　too；　his　smooth　
thumb　tracing　across　my　lips。　Now　and　then；　I　felt　his　face　press　into　my　
hair。　I　realized　that　this　was　the　
only　reunion　we　would　get；　and　I　clutched　myself　closer　to　him。　
For　now；　it　felt　like　he　wanted　me；　and　that　was　enough　to　offset　the　horror　
of　the　subterranean　tunnel　
and　the　prowling　vampires　behind　us。　It　was　probably　no　more　than　guilt—the　
same　guilt　that　pelled　
him　to　e　here　to　die　when　he'd　believed　that　it　was　his　fault　that　I'd　
killed　myself。　But　I　felt　his　lips　
press　silently　against　my　forehead；　and　I　didn't　care　what　the　motivation　was。　
At　least　I　could　be　with　him　
again　before　I　died。　That　was　better　than　a　long　life。　
I　wished　I　could　ask　him　exactly　what　was　going　to　happen　now。　I　wanted　
desperately　to　know　how　we　
were　going　to　die—as　if　that　would　somehow　make　it　better；　knowing　in　
advance。　But　I　couldn't　speak；　
even　in　a　whisper；　surrounded　as　we　were。　The　others　could　hear　everything—my　
every　breath；　my　
every　heartbeat。　
The　path　beneath　our　feet　continued　to　slant　downward；　taking　us　deeper　into　
the　ground；　and　it　made　
me　claustrophobic。　Only　Edward's　hand；　soothing　against　my　face；　kept　me　from　
screaming　out　loud。　
I　couldn't　tell　where　the　light　was　ing　from；　but　it　slowly　turned　dark　
gray　instead　of　black。　We　were　
in　a　low；　arched　tunnel。　Long　trails　of　ebony　moisture　seeped　down　the　gray　
stones；　like　they　were　
bleeding　ink。　
I　was　shaking；　and　I　thought　it　was　from　fear。　It　wasn't　until　my　teeth　
started　to　chatter　together　that　I　
realized　I　was　cold。　My　clothes　were　still　wet；　and　the　temperature　underneath　
the　city　was　wintry。　As　
was　Edward's　skin。　
He　realized　this　at　the　same　time　I　did；　and　let　go　of　me；　keeping　only　my　
hand。　
〃N…n…no；〃　I　chattered；　throwing　my　arms　around　him。　I　didn't　care　if　I　froze。　
Who　knew　how　long　we　had　
left？　
His　cold　hand　chafed　against　my　arm；　trying　to　warm　me　with　the　friction。　
We　hurried　through　the　tunnel；　or　it　felt　like　hurrying　to　me。　My　slow　
progress　irritated　someone—I　
guessed　Felix—and　I　heard　him　heave　a　sigh　now　and　then。　
At　the　end　of　the　tunnel　was　a　grate—the　iron　bars　were　rusting；　but　thick　as　
my　arm。　A　small　door　made　
of　thinner；　interlaced　bars　was　standing　open。　Edward　ducked　through　and　
hurried　on　to　a　larger；　brighter　
stone　room。　The　grille　slammed　shut　with　a　clang；　followed　by　the　snap　of　a　
lock。　I　was　too　afraid　to　
look　behind　me。　
On　the　other　side　of　the　long　room　was　a　low；　heavy　wooden　door。　It　was　very　
thick—as　I　could　tell　
because　it；　too；　stood　open。　
We　stepped　through　the　door；　and　I　glanced　around　me　in　surprise；　relaxing　
automatically。　Beside　me；　
Edward　tensed；　his　jaw　clenched　tight。　
　21。　VERDICT
WE　WERE　IN　A　BRIGHTLY　LIT；　UNREMARKABLE　HALLWAY。　The　walls　were　off…white；　the　
floor　carpeted　in　industrial　gray。　mon　rectangular　fluorescent　lights　were　
spaced　evenly　along　the　
ceiling。　It　was　warmer　here；　for　which　I　was　grateful。　This　hall　seemed　very　
benign　after　the　gloom　of　the　
ghoulish　stone　sewers。　
Edward　didn't　seem　to　agree　with　my　assessment。　He　glowered　darkly　down　the　
long　hallway；　toward　
the　slight；　black　shrouded　figure　at　the　end；　standing　by　an　elevator。　
He　pulled　me　along；　and　Alice　walked　on　my　other　side。　The　heavy　door　creaked　
shut　behind　us；　and　
then　there　was　the　thud　of　a　bolt　sliding　home。　
Jane　waited　by　the　elevator；　one　hand　holding　the　doors　open　for　us。　Her　
expression　was　apathetic。　
Once　inside　the　elevator；　the　three　vampires　that　belonged　to　the　Volturi　
relaxed　further。　They　threw　
back　their　cloaks；　letting　the　hoods　fall　back　on　their　shoulders。　Felix　and　
Demetri　were　both　of　a　slightly　
olive　plexion—it　looked　odd　bined　with　their　chalky　pallor。　Felix's　
black　hair　was　cropped　short；　
but　Demetri's　waved　to　his　shoulders。　Their　irises　were　deep　crimson　around　
the　edges；　darkening　until　
they　were　black　around　the　pupil。　Under　the　shrouds；　their　clothes　were　
modern；　pale；　and　nondescript。　I　
cowered　in　the　corner；　cringing　against　Edward。　His　hand　still　rubbed　against　
my　arm。　He　never　took　his　
eyes　off　Jane。　
The　elevator　ride　was　short；　we　stepped　out　into　what　looked　like　a　posh　
office　reception　area。　The　walls　
were　paneled　in　wood；　the　floors　carpeted　in　thick；　deep　green。　There　were　no　
windows；　but　large；　
brightly　lit　paintings　of　the　Tuscan　countryside　hung　everywhere　as　
replacements。　Pale　leather　couches　
were　arranged　in　cozy　groupings；　and　the　glossy　tables　held　crystal　vases　full　
of　vibrantly　colored　
bouquets。　The　flowers'　smell　reminded　me　of　a　funeral　home。　
In　the　middle　of　the　room　was　a　high；　polished　mahogany　counter。　I　gawked　in　
astonishment　at　the　
woman　behind　it。　
She　was　tall；　with　dark　skin　and　green　eyes。　She　would　have　been　very　pretty　
in　any　other　
pany—but　not　here。　Because　she　was　every　bit　as　human　as　I　was。　I　couldn't　
prehend　what　this　
human　woman　was　doing　here；　totally　at　ease；　surrounded　by　vampnes。　
She　smiled　politely　in　wele。　〃Good　afternoon；　Jane；〃　she　said。　There　was　no　
surprise　in　her　face　as　
she　glanced　at　Jane's　pany。　Not　Edward；　his　bare　chest　glinting　dimly　in　
the　white　lights；　or　even　me；　
disheveled　and　paratively　hideous。　
Jane　nodded。　〃Gianna。〃　She　continued　toward　a　set　of　double　doors　in　the　back　
of　the　room；　and　we　
followed。　
As　Felix　passed　the　desk；　he　winked　at　Gianna；　and　she　giggled。　
On　the　other　side　of　the　wooden　doors　was　a　different　kind　of　reception。　The　
pale　boy　in　the　pearl　gray　
suit　could　have　been　Jane's　twin。　His　hair　was　darker；　and　his　lips　were　not　
as　full；　but　he　was　just　as　
lovely。　He　came　forward　to　meet　us。　He　smiled；　reaching　for　her。　〃Jane。〃　
〃Alec；〃　she　responded；　embracing　the　boy。　They　kissed　each　other's　cheeks　on　
both　sides。　Then　he　
looked　at　us。　
〃They　send　you　out　for　one　and　you　e　back　with　two　and　a　half；〃　he　noted；　
looking　at　me。　〃Nice　
work。〃　
She　laughed—the　sound　sparkled　with　delight　like　a　baby's　cooing。　
〃Wele　back；　Edward；〃　Alec　greeted　him。　〃You　seem　in　a　better　mood。〃　
〃Marginally；〃　Edward　agreed　in　a　flat　voice。　I　glanced　at　Edward's　hard　face；　
and　wondered　how　his　
mood　could　have　been　darker　before。　
Alec　chuckled；　and　examined　me　as　I　clung　to　Edward's　side。　〃And　this　is　the　
cause　of　all　the　trouble？〃　
he　asked；　skeptical。　
Edward　only　smiled；　his　expression　contemptuous。　Then　he　froze。　
〃Dibs；〃　Felix　called　casually　from　behind。　
Edward　turned；　a　low　snarl　building　deep　in　his　chest。　Felix　smiled—his　hand　
was　raised；　palm　up；　he　
curled　his　fingers　twice；　inviting　Edward　forward。　
Alice　touched　Edward's　arm。　〃Patience；〃　she　cautioned　him。　
They　exchanged　a　long　glance；　and　I　wished　I　could　hear　what　she　was　telling　
him。　I　figured　that　it　was　
something　to　do　with　not　attacking　Felix；　because　Edward　took　a　deep　breath　
and　turned　back　to　Alec。　
〃Aro　will　be　so　pleased　to　see　you　again；〃　Alec　said；　as　if　nothing　had　
passed。　
〃Let's　not　keep　him　waiting；〃　Jane　suggested。　
Edward　nodded　once。　
Alec　and　Jane；　holding　hands；　led　the　way　down　yet　another　wide；　ornate　hall—
would　there　ever　be　an　
end？　
They　ignored　the　doors　at　the　end　of　the　hall—doors　entirely　sheathed　in　gold
—stopping　halfway　down　
the　hall　and　sliding　aside　a　piece　of　the　paneling　to　expose　a　plain　wooden　
door。　It　wasn't　locked。　Alec　
held　it　open　for　Jane。　
I　wanted　to　groan　when　Edward　pulled　me　through　to　the　other　side　of　the　door。　
It　was　the　same　ancient　
stone　as　the　square；　the　alley；　and　the　sewers。　And　it　was　dark　and　cold　
again。　
The　stone　antechamber　was　not　large。　It　opened　quickly　into　a　brighter；　
cavernous　room；　perfectly　round　
like　a　huge　castle　turret　which　was　probably　exactly　what　it　was。　
Two　stories　up；　long　window　slits　threw　thin　rectangles　of　bright　sunlight　
onto　the　stone　floor　below。　
There　were　no　artificial　lights。　The　only　furniture　in　the　room　were　several　
massive　wooden　chairs；　like　
thrones；　that　were　spaced　unevenly；　flush　with　the　curving　stone　walls。　In　the　
very　center　of　the　circle；　in　a　
slight　depression；　was　another　drain。　I　wondered　if　they　used　it　as　an　exit；　
like　the　hole　in　the　street。　
The　room　was　not　empty。　A　handful　of　people　were　convened　in　seemingly　relaxed　
conversation。　The　
murmur　of　low；　smooth　voices　was　a　gentle　hum　in　the　air。　As　I　watched；　a　pair　
of　pale　women　in　
summer　dresses　paused　in　a　patch　of　light；　and；　like　prisms；　their　skin　threw　
the　light　in　rainbow　sparkles　
against　the　sienna　walls。　
The　exquisite　faces　all　turned　toward　our　party　as　we　entered　the　room。　Most　
of　the　immortals　were　
dressed　in　inconspicuous　pants　and　shirts—things　that　wouldn't　stick　out　at　
all　on　the　streets　below。　But　
the　man　who　spoke　first　wore　one　of　the　long　robes。　It　was　pitch…black；　and　
brushed　against　the　floor。　
For　a　moment；　I　thought　his　long；　jet…black　hair　was　the　hood　of　his　cloak。　
〃Jane；　dear　one；　you've　returned！〃　he　cried　in　evident　delight。　His　voice　was　
just　a　soft　sighing。　
He　drifted　forward；　and　the　movement　flowed　with　such　surreal　grace　that　I　
gawked；　my　mouth　hangmg　
open。　Even　Alice；　whose　every　motion　looked　like　dancing；　could　not　pare。　
I　was　only　more　astonished　as　he　floated　closer　and　I　could　see　his　face。　It　
was　not　like　the　unnaturally　
attractive　faces　that　surrounded　him　（for　he　did　not　approach　us　alone；　the　
entire　group　converged　
around　him；　some　following；　and　some　walking　ahead　of　him　with　the　alert　
manner　of　bodyguards）。　I　
couldn't　decide　if　his　face　was　beautiful　or　not。　I　suppose　the　features　were　
perfect。　But　he　was　as　
different　from　the　vampires　beside　him　as　they　were　from　me。　His　skin　was　
translucently　white；　like　
onionskin；　and　it　looked　just　as　delicate—it　stood　in　shocking　contrast　to　
the　long　black　hair　that　framed　
his　face。　I　felt　a　strange；　horrifying　urge　to　touch　his　cheek；　to　see　if　it　
was　softer　than　Edward's　or　
Alice's；　or　if　it　was　powdery；　like　chalk。　His　eyes　were　red；　the　same　as　the　
others　around　him；　but　the　
color　was　clouded；　milky；　I　wondered　if　his　vision　was　affected　by　the　haze。　
He　glided　to　Jane；　took　her　face　in　his　papery　hands；　kissed　her　lightly　on　
her　full　lips；　and　then　floated　
back　a　step。　
〃Yes；　Master。〃　Jane　smiled；　the　expression　made　her　look　like　an　angelic　
child。　〃I　brought　him　back　alive；　
just　as　you　wished。〃　
〃Ah；　Jane。〃　He　smiled；　too。　〃You　are　such　a　fort　to　me。〃　
He　turned　his　misty　eyes　toward　us；　and　the　smile　brightened—became　ecstatic。　
〃And　Alice　and　Bella；　too！〃　he　rejoiced；　clapping　his　thin　hands　together。　
〃This　is　a　happy　surprise！　
Wonderful！〃　
I　stared　in　shock　as　he　called　our　names　informally；　as　if　we　were　old　friends　
dropping　in　for　an　
unexpected　visit。　
He　turned　to　our　hulking　escort。　〃Felix；　be　a　dear　and　tell　my　brothers　about　
our　pany。　I'm　sure　they　
wouldn't　want　to　miss　this。〃　
〃Yes；　Master。〃　Felix　nodded　and　disappeared　back　the　way　we　had　e。　
〃You　see；　Edward？〃　The　strange　vampire　turned　and　smiled　at　Edward　like　a　fond　
but　scolding　
grandfather。　〃What　did　I　tell　you？　Aren't　you　glad　that　I　didn't　give　you　what　
you　wanted　yesterday？〃　
〃Yes；　Aro；　I　am；〃　he　agreed；　tightening　his　arm　around　my　waist。　
〃I　love　a　happy　ending。〃　Aro　sighed。　〃They　are　so　rare。　But　I　want　the　whole　
story。　How　did　this　
happen？　Alice？〃　He　turned　to　gaze　at　Alice　with　curious；　misty　eyes。　〃Your　
brother　seemed　to　think　you　
infallible；　but　apparently　there　was　some　mistake。〃　
〃Oh；　I'm　far　from　infallible。〃　She　flashed　a　dazzling　smile。　She　looked　
perfectly　at　ease；　except　that　her　
hands　were　balled　into　tight　little　fists。　〃As　you　can　see　today；　I　cause　
problems　as　often　as　I　cure　them。〃　
〃You're　too　modest；〃　Aro　chided。　〃I've　seen　some　of　your　more　amazing　
exploits；　and　I　must　admit　I've　
never　observed　anything　like　your　talent。　Wonderful！〃　
Alice　flickered　a　glance　at　Edward。　Aro　did　not　miss　it。　
〃I'm　sorry；　we　haven't　been　introduced　properly　at　all；　have　we？　It's　just　
that　I　feel　like　I　know　you　
already；　and　I　tend　get　ahead　of　myself。　Your　brother　introduced　us　yesterday；　
in　a　peculiar　way。　You　
see；　I　share　some　of　your　brother's　talent；　only　I　am　limited　in　a　way　that　he　
is　not。〃　Aro　shook　his　head；　
his　tone　was　envious。　
〃And　also　exponentially　more　powerful；〃　Edward　added　dryly。　He　looked　at　Alice　
as　he　swiftly　
explained。　〃Aro　needs　physical　contact　to　hear　your　thoughts；　but　he　hears　
much　more　than　I　do。　You　
know　I　can　only　hear　what's　passing　through　your　head　in　the　moment。　Aro　hears　
every　thought　your　
mind　has　ever　had。〃　
Alice　raised　her　delicate　eyebrows；　and　Edward　inclined　his　head。　
Aro　didn't　miss　that　either。　
〃But　to　be　able　to　hear　from　a　distance〃　Aro　sighed；　gesturing　toward　the　
two　of　them；　and　the　
exchange　that　had　just　taken　place。　〃That　would　be　so　convenient。〃　
Aro　looked　over　our　shoulders。　All　the　other　heads　turned　in　the　same　
direction；　including　Jane；　Alec；　
and　Demetri；　who　stood　silently　beside　us。　
I　was　the　slowest　to　turn。　Felix　was　back；　and　behind　him　floated　two　more　
black…robed　men。　Both　
looked　very　much　like　Aro；　one　even　had　the　same　flowing　black　hair。　The　other　
had　a　shock　of　
snow…white　hair—the　same　shade　as　his　face—that　brushed　against　his　
shoulders。　Their　faces　had　
identical；　paper…thin　skin。　
The　trio　from　Carlisle's　painting　was　plete；　unchanged　by　the　last　three　
hundred　years　since　it　was　
painted。　
〃Marcus；　Caius；　look！〃　Aro　crooned。　〃Bella　is　alive　after　all；　and　Alice　is　
here　with　her！　Isn't　that　
wonderful？〃　
Neither　of　the　other　two　looked　as　if　wonderful　would　be　their　first　choice　of　
words。　The　dark…haired　
man　seemed　utterly　bored；　like　he'd　seen　too　many　millennia　of　Aro's　
enthusiasm。　The　other's　hice　was　
sour　under　the　snowy　hair。　
Their　lack　of　interest　did　not　curb　Aro's　enjoyment。　
〃Let　us　have　the　story；〃　Aro　almost　sang　in　his　feathery　voice。　
The　white…haired　ancient　vampire　drifted　away；　gliding　toward　one　of　the　
wooden　thrones。　The　other　
paused　beside　Aro；　and　he　reached　his　hand　out；　at　first　I　thought　to　take　
Aro's　hand。　But　he　just　
touched　Aro's　palm　briefly　and　then　dropped　his　hand　to　his　side。　Aro　raised　
one　black　brow。　I　
wondered　how　his　papery　skin　did　not　crumple