而海蒂呢，她也尖叫了。
"Yes, you have," Hattie insisted.
“是的，你们见过，”海蒂坚持说道。
“慢点儿，海蒂，”我说。
In these dreams, Hattie didn't exist.
在这些梦中，海蒂并不存在。
真的吗，海蒂？
“为什么不呢？”哈蒂姑妈问。
Mother said that Hattie wanted out first.
母亲说海蒂想先出来。
海蒂了解我。
But mostly I thought of Hattie, always Hattie.
不过，我想得最多的是海蒂，总是海蒂。
"But we didn't do anything," Hattie whispered.
“可我们什么也没做，”海蒂悄声说。
海蒂！慢点儿！
"Please don't worry," Hattie said to our father.
“请别担心，”海蒂对父亲说。
Greg is in Grade Three and Hattie is in Grade One.
格雷格在三年级，哈蒂在一年级。
But Matthew pulled away from Hattie with an easy grin.
但是马修轻松地笑着，从海蒂那儿脱开身。
Hattie didn't slow until she reached our kitchen door.
海蒂一直走到我们家厨房门前才慢了下来。
Their son Greg and daughter Hattie are at the same school.
他们的儿子格雷格和女儿哈蒂在同一个学校。
Hattie must have gotten word to Matthew without my noticing.
海蒂一定趁我不注意的时候给马修递了话。
Just then, Hattie looked around from her lesson book. "What are you doing?"
就在那时，海蒂从她的课本上转过头来，“你干什么呢？”
At his brother's laugh, Matthew beamed, and Hattie loosened her grip on my wrist.
听见他兄弟的笑声，马修微笑了，海蒂松开了我的手腕。
Stuck together like we are, Hattie and I often go without speaking for hours on end.
我和海蒂彼此困守，常常会连续几小时不说话。
Before I knew it, he'd lifted Hattie up on her toes, and her breath escaped in a puff.
还没等我知道，他就把海蒂脚尖离地举了起来，她吐出了一口气。
Hattie hid her face as I twirled the crow round and round, made it dance on its string.
海蒂藏起脸来，而我一圈圈转着那只乌鸦，让它在挂着的那根绳子上舞动。
Perhaps I shouldn’t have been surprised that, guileless as she seemed, Hattie had tricks too.
也许我不该对此诧异，她看上去老实巴交，其实也有自己的一套。
Hattie shifted to the side, so that both of us could look at him equally just by turning our heads.
海蒂移到边上，这样我们俩就同样都只要转转头就能看着他了。
HATTIE MARCHED ME away from the dye-factory yard, through a mile of forest, all the way to our land.
海蒂拽着我离开了染厂大院，穿过一英里森林，一气儿走回了我们家的地盘。
When Hattie heard me suck in a breath, she broke away from Matthew's kiss and whipped her head round.
海蒂一听见我深吸了口气，立刻从马修的亲吻中脱身出来，猛然转头。
If we were cursed, then Hattie was my comfort against despair, and I was her protection against cruelty.
如果我们是被诅咒的，那么海蒂就是我面对绝望时的安慰，而我则是她面对残忍时的保护。
Hattie had seen and closed the book's cover with the tip of her finger, as if she could hardly stand to touch it.
海蒂看见了，拈起指尖合上了书，就好像碰它一下她都受不了。
HATTIE and I are identical right down to our freckled shoulders, fat pinky toes, and the comb-eating snarls in our hair.
海蒂和我模样完全一样，布满雀斑的肩膀、肥胖粉红的脚趾头，还有极难梳理的乱发。
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