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Pollyanna by Eleanor H. Porter, Chapter 7. Pollyanna And Punishments

Chapter 7. Pollyanna And Punishments

At half-past one o'clock Timothy drove Miss Polly and her niece to the four or five principal dry goods stores, which were about half a mile from the homestead. Fitting Pollyanna with a new wardrobe proved to be more or less of an exciting experience for all concerned. Miss Polly came out of it with the feeling of limp relaxation that one might have at finding oneself at last on solid earth after a perilous walk across the very thin crust of a volcano. The various clerks who had waited upon the pair came out of it with very red faces, and enough amusing stories of Pollyanna to keep their friends in gales of laughter the rest of the week. Pollyanna herself came out of it with radiant smiles and a heart content; for, as she expressed it to one of the clerks: "When you haven't had anybody but missionary barrels and Ladies' Aiders to dress you, it is perfectly lovely to just walk right in and buy clothes that are brand-new, and that don't have to be tucked up or let down because they don't fit!" The shopping expedition consumed the entire afternoon; then came supper and a delightful talk with Old Tom in the garden, and another with Nancy on the back porch, after the dishes were done, and while Aunt Polly paid a visit to a neighbor.

Old Tom told Pollyanna wonderful things of her mother, that made her very happy indeed; and Nancy told her all about the little farm six miles away at "The Corners," where lived her own dear mother, and her equally dear brother and sisters. She promised, too, that sometime, if Miss Polly were willing, Pollyanna should be taken to see them.

"And they've got lovely names, too. You'll like their names," sighed Nancy. "They're 'Algernon,' and 'Florabelle' and 'Estelle.' I--I just hate 'Nancy'!" "Oh, Nancy, what a dreadful thing to say! Why?" "Because it isn't pretty like the others. You see, I was the first baby, and mother hadn't begun ter read so many stories with the pretty names in 'em, then." "But I love 'Nancy,' just because it's you," declared Pollyanna. "Humph! Well, I guess you could love 'Clarissa Mabelle' just as well," retorted Nancy, "and it would be a heap happier for me. I think that name's just grand!" Pollyanna laughed.

"Well, anyhow," she chuckled, "you can be glad it isn't 'Hephzibah.'" "Hephzibah!" "Yes. Mrs. White's name is that. Her husband calls her 'Hep,' and she doesn't like it. She says when he calls out 'Hep--Hep!' she feels just as if the next minute he was going to yell 'Hurrah!' And she doesn't like to be hurrahed at." Nancy's gloomy face relaxed into a broad smile. "Well, if you don't beat the Dutch! Say, do you know?--I sha'n't never hear 'Nancy' now that I don't think o' that 'Hep--Hep!' and giggle. My, I guess I am glad--" She stopped short and turned amazed eyes on the little girl. "Say, Miss Pollyanna, do you mean--was you playin' that 'ere game then --about my bein' glad I wa'n't named Hephzibah'?" Pollyanna frowned; then she laughed.

"Why, Nancy, that's so! I was playing the game--but that's one of the times I just did it without thinking, I reckon. You see, you do , lots of times; you get so used to it--looking for something to be glad about, you know. And most generally there is something about everything that you can be glad about, if you keep hunting long enough to find it." "Well, m-maybe," granted Nancy, with open doubt. At half-past eight Pollyanna went up to bed. The screens had not yet come, and the close little room was like an oven. With longing eyes Pollyanna looked at the two fast-closed windows--but she did not raise them. She undressed, folded her clothes neatly, said her prayers, blew out her candle and climbed into bed.

Just how long she lay in sleepless misery, tossing from side to side of the hot little cot, she did not know; but it seemed to her that it must have been hours before she finally slipped out of bed, felt her way across the room and opened her door.

Out in the main attic all was velvet blackness save where the moon flung a path of silver half-way across the floor from the east dormer window. With a resolute ignoring of that fearsome darkness to the right and to the left, Pollyanna drew a quick breath and pattered straight into that silvery path, and on to the window.

She had hoped, vaguely, that this window might have a screen, but it did not. Outside, however, there was a wide world of fairy-like beauty, and there was, too, she knew, fresh, sweet air that would feel so good to hot cheeks and hands!

As she stepped nearer and peered longingly out, she saw something else: she saw, only a little way below the window, the wide, flat tin roof of Miss Polly's sun parlor built over the porte-cochere. The sight filled her with longing. If only, now, she were out there!

Fearfully she looked behind her. Back there, somewhere, were her hot little room and her still hotter bed; but between her and them lay a horrid desert of blackness across which one must feel one's way with outstretched, shrinking arms; while before her, out on the sun-parlor roof, were the moonlight and the cool, sweet night air. If only her bed were out there! And folks did sleep out of doors. Joel Hartley at home, who was so sick with the consumption, had to sleep out of doors.

Suddenly Pollyanna remembered that she had seen near this attic window a row of long white bags hanging from nails. Nancy had said that they contained the winter clothing, put away for the summer. A little fearfully now, Pollyanna felt her way to these bags, selected a nice fat soft one (it contained Miss Polly's sealskin coat) for a bed; and a thinner one to be doubled up for a pillow, and still another (which was so thin it seemed almost empty) for a covering. Thus equipped, Pollyanna in high glee pattered to the moonlit window again, raised the sash, stuffed her burden through to the roof below, then let herself down after it, closing the window carefully behind her--Pollyanna had not forgotten those flies with the marvellous feet that carried things.

How deliciously cool it was! Pollyanna quite danced up and down with delight, drawing in long, full breaths of the refreshing air. The tin roof under her feet crackled with little resounding snaps that Pollyanna rather liked. She walked, indeed, two or three times back and forth from end to end--it gave her such a pleasant sensation of airy space after her hot little room; and the roof was so broad and flat that she had no fear of falling off. Finally, with a sigh of content, she curled herself up on the sealskin-coat mattress, arranged one bag for a pillow and the other for a covering, and settled herself to sleep.

"I'm so glad now that the screens didn't come," she murmured, blinking up at the stars; "else I couldn't have had this!" Down-stairs in Miss Polly's room next the sun parlor, Miss Polly herself was hurrying into dressing gown and slippers, her face white and frightened. A minute before she had been telephoning in a shaking voice to Timothy:

"Come up quick!--you and your father. Bring lanterns. Somebody is on the roof of the sun parlor. He must have climbed up the rose-trellis or somewhere, and of course he can get right into the house through the east window in the attic. I have locked the attic door down here--but hurry, quick!" Some time later, Pollyanna, just dropping off to sleep, was startled by a lantern flash, and a trio of amazed ejaculations. She opened her eyes to find Timothy at the top of a ladder near her, Old Tom just getting through the window, and her aunt peering out at her from behind him.

"Pollyanna, what does this mean?" cried Aunt Polly then.

Pollyanna blinked sleepy eyes and sat up.

"Why, Mr. Tom--Aunt Polly!" she stammered. "Don't look so scared! It isn't that I've got the consumption, you know, like Joel Hartley. It's only that I was so hot--in there. But I shut the window, Aunt Polly, so the flies couldn't carry those germ-things in." Timothy disappeared suddenly down the ladder. Old Tom, with almost equal precipitation, handed his lantern to Miss Polly, and followed his son. Miss Polly bit her lip hard--until the men were gone; then she said sternly:

"Pollyanna, hand those things to me at once and come in here. Of all the extraordinary children!" she ejaculated a little later, as, with Pollyanna by her side, and the lantern in her hand, she turned back into the attic.

To Pollyanna the air was all the more stifling after that cool breath of the out of doors; but she did not complain. She only drew a long quivering sigh.

At the top of the stairs Miss Polly jerked out crisply:

"For the rest of the night, Pollyanna, you are to sleep in my bed with me. The screens will be here to-morrow, but until then I consider it my duty to keep you where I know where you are." Pollyanna drew in her breath.

"With you?--in your bed?" she cried rapturously. "Oh, Aunt Polly, Aunt Polly, how perfectly lovely of you! And when I've so wanted to sleep with some one sometime--some one that belonged to me, you know; not a Ladies' Aider. I've had them. My! I reckon I am glad now those screens didn't come! Wouldn't you be?" There was no reply. Miss Polly was stalking on ahead. Miss Polly, to tell the truth, was feeling curiously helpless. For the third time since Pollyanna's arrival, Miss Polly was punishing Pollyanna--and for the third time she was being confronted with the amazing fact that her punishment was being taken as a special reward of merit. No wonder Miss Polly was feeling curiously helpless.

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Chapter 7. Pollyanna And Punishments |||Hình phạt |||наказания Kapitel 7. Pollyanna und die Bestrafung Capítulo 7. Pollyanna y los castigos Chapitre 7. Pollyanna et les punitions Bölüm 7. Pollyanna ve Cezalar Розділ 7. Полліанна і покарання 第7章 盲目乐观和惩罚

At half-past one o'clock Timothy drove Miss Polly and her niece to the four or five principal dry goods stores, which were about half a mile from the homestead. |||||Timothy||||||||||||chính yếu|||||||||dặm|||nhà chính |||||||||||||||||haupt-|||||||||||| |||||||||||||||||||товары|||||||||| في الساعة الواحدة والنصف صباحًا، قاد تيموثي الآنسة بولي وابنة أختها إلى متاجر البضائع الجافة الأربعة أو الخمسة الرئيسية، والتي كانت على بعد حوالي نصف ميل من المنزل. В половине первого Тимоти отвез мисс Полли и ее племянницу в четыре или пять основных магазинов, которые находились в полумиле от усадьбы. Fitting Pollyanna with a new wardrobe proved to be more or less of an exciting experience for all concerned. Thử đồ|||||tủ quần áo|chứng tỏ|||||||||||| подборка|||||шкаф|||||||||||||участвующих Подбор нового гардероба для Поллианны оказался более или менее увлекательным занятием для всех заинтересованных сторон. Miss Polly came out of it with the feeling of limp relaxation that one might have at finding oneself at last on solid earth after a perilous walk across the very thin crust of a volcano. ||||||||cảm giác||mềm nhũn|thư giãn|||||tại việc||chính mình||||||||nguy hiểm||||||vỏ mỏng manh|||núi lửa ||||||||||||||||||себя||||||||опасной|||||||||вулкана Мисс Полли вышла из него с чувством вялой расслабленности, какое бывает у человека, оказавшегося наконец на твердой земле после опасной прогулки по очень тонкой коре вулкана. The various clerks who had waited upon the pair came out of it with very red faces, and enough amusing stories of Pollyanna to keep their friends in gales of laughter the rest of the week. ||||||||||||||||khuôn mặt đỏ|||vui nhộn|||||||||tràng cười||||||| |||||||||||||||||||забавных|||||||||приступах||смеха||||| خرج الموظفون المختلفون الذين كانوا يخدمون الزوجين بوجوه حمراء للغاية، ولديهم ما يكفي من القصص المسلية عن بوليانا لإبقاء أصدقائهم في عاصفة من الضحك بقية الأسبوع. Различные клерки, ожидавшие эту пару, вышли от нее с очень красными лицами и с достаточным количеством забавных историй о Поллианне, чтобы их друзья смеялись до конца недели. Pollyanna herself came out of it with radiant smiles and a heart content; for, as she expressed it to one of the clerks: "When you haven't had anybody but missionary barrels and Ladies' Aiders to dress you, it is perfectly lovely to just walk right in and buy clothes that are brand-new, and that don't have to be tucked up or let down because they don't fit!" |||||||rạng rỡ|||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| |||||||сияющими|||||||||выразила|||||||||||||||||Помощницы|||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| Сама Поллианна вышла оттуда с лучезарной улыбкой и довольным сердцем, ибо, как она сказала одному из клерков: "Когда у тебя нет никого, кроме миссионерских бочек и дамских помощниц, чтобы одеть тебя, это совершенно чудесно - просто войти и купить совершенно новую одежду, которую не нужно подтягивать или спускать, потому что она не подходит!". The shopping expedition consumed the entire afternoon; then came supper and a delightful talk with Old Tom in the garden, and another with Nancy on the back porch, after the dishes were done, and while Aunt Polly paid a visit to a neighbor. ||cuộc đi mua sắm|tiêu tốn||toàn bộ||||bữa tối|||thú vị||||||||||||với|||hiên sau|||||||||||||||hàng xóm |||заняла||||||||||||||||||||||||веранда||||||||||||||| Поход по магазинам занял всю вторую половину дня; затем последовал ужин и восхитительная беседа со старым Томом в саду, и еще одна беседа с Нэнси на заднем крыльце, после мытья посуды, пока тетя Полли наносила визит соседке.

Old Tom told Pollyanna wonderful things of her mother, that made her very happy indeed; and Nancy told her all about the little farm six miles away at "The Corners," where lived her own dear mother, and her equally dear brother and sisters. ||||||||||||||thật sự||||||||||||||||||||||||cũng rất|||| Старый Том рассказывал Поллианне удивительные вещи о ее матери, что делало ее очень счастливой; а Нэнси рассказала ей все о маленькой ферме в шести милях отсюда, в "Углах", где жила ее родная мать и не менее родные брат и сестра. She promised, too, that sometime, if Miss Polly were willing, Pollyanna should be taken to see them.

"And they've got lovely names, too. И у них прекрасные имена". You'll like their names," sighed Nancy. ||||thở dài| "They're 'Algernon,' and 'Florabelle' and 'Estelle.' |Algernon||Florabelle||Estelle |Альгернон||Флоробель||Эстель "Это "Алджернон", "Флорабель" и "Эстель". I--I just hate 'Nancy'!" "Oh, Nancy, what a dreadful thing to say! ||||kinh khủng||| ||||ужасная||| "О, Нэнси, что за ужасные слова! Why?" "Because it isn't pretty like the others. You see, I was the first baby, and mother hadn't begun ter read so many stories with the pretty names in 'em, then." "But I love 'Nancy,' just because it's you," declared Pollyanna. "Humph! Well, I guess you could love 'Clarissa Mabelle' just as well," retorted Nancy, "and it would be a heap happier for me. ||||||Clarissa Mabelle|Mabelle||||đáp lại|||||||rất nhiều||| ||||||Кларисса|Мабель|||||||||||||| Ну, я думаю, ты можешь любить "Клариссу Мейбл" так же хорошо, - ответила Нэнси, - и для меня это будет намного счастливее. I think that name's just grand!" |||||отличный Я думаю, что это имя просто великолепно!". Pollyanna laughed.

"Well, anyhow," she chuckled, "you can be glad it isn't 'Hephzibah.'" |||cười khúc khích|||||||Hép-xi-ba |||покатилась|||||||Ефсевия "Ну, в любом случае, - усмехнулась она, - можешь радоваться, что это не "Хефзиба"". "Hephzibah!" "Yes. Mrs. White's name is that. ||Tên bà White|| Her husband calls her 'Hep,' and she doesn't like it. She says when he calls out 'Hep--Hep!' ||||||Хеп|Хеп she feels just as if the next minute he was going to yell 'Hurrah!' ||||||||||||hét lên| |||||||||||||Ура ей кажется, что в следующую минуту он закричит "Ура!". And she doesn't like to be hurrahed at." ||||||cổ vũ| ||||||поздравляли| Nancy's gloomy face relaxed into a broad smile. |u sầu|||||| |угрюмое|||||| Мрачное лицо Нэнси расплылось в широкой улыбке. "Well, if you don't beat the Dutch! ||||||người Hà Lan ||||||голландцев "Ну, если вы не победите голландцев! Say, do you know?--I sha'n't never hear 'Nancy' now that I don't think o' that 'Hep--Hep!' Знаешь, я теперь никогда не услышу "Нэнси", если не буду думать об этом "Хеп... Хеп!". and giggle. |và cười khúc khích |хихикать My, I guess I am glad--" She stopped short and turned amazed eyes on the little girl. Я, наверное, рада..." Она остановилась и перевела изумленные глаза на девочку. "Say, Miss Pollyanna, do you mean--was you playin' that 'ere game then --about my bein' glad I wa'n't named Hephzibah'?" ||||||||||то самое||||||||не|| "Скажите, мисс Поллианна, вы имеете в виду - вы играли в эту игру - о том, что я рада, что меня не зовут Хефзиба?" Pollyanna frowned; then she laughed. |nhăn mặt|||

"Why, Nancy, that's so! I was playing the game--but that's one of the times I just did it without thinking, I reckon. ||||||||||||||||||tôi nghĩ Я играл в игру - но это один из тех случаев, когда я просто сделал это, не подумав, я считаю. You see, you do , lots of times; you get so used to it--looking for something to be glad about, you know. And most generally there is something about everything that you can be glad about, if you keep hunting long enough to find it." ||nói chung|||||||||||||||||||| И, как правило, во всем есть что-то, чему можно порадоваться, если долго охотиться, чтобы это найти". "Well, m-maybe," granted Nancy, with open doubt. |||thừa nhận|||| |||сказала|||| At half-past eight Pollyanna went up to bed. The screens had not yet come, and the close little room was like an oven. ||||||||||||||печь With longing eyes Pollyanna looked at the two fast-closed windows--but she did not raise them. |khao khát||||||||||||||| ||||||||плотно|закрытых||||||| She undressed, folded her clothes neatly, said her prayers, blew out her candle and climbed into bed. |cởi quần áo|gấp lại||quần áo|gọn gàng|||cầu nguyện của cô ấy||||||trèo lên giường|| |разделась||||||||||||||| Она разделась, аккуратно сложила одежду, прочитала молитву, задула свечу и забралась в постель.

Just how long she lay in sleepless misery, tossing from side to side of the hot little cot, she did not know; but it seemed to her that it must have been hours before she finally slipped out of bed, felt her way across the room and opened her door. ||||||mất ngủ|đau khổ|trằn trọc|||||||||giường nhỏ|||||||||||||||||||trườn ra||||||||||||| |||||||Elend|||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| ||||||бессонной||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| Сколько времени она пролежала в бессонных мучениях, метаясь из стороны в сторону на горячей кроватке, она не знала, но ей казалось, что прошло несколько часов, прежде чем она наконец выскользнула из постели, на ощупь пересекла комнату и открыла дверь.

Out in the main attic all was velvet blackness save where the moon flung a path of silver half-way across the floor from the east dormer window. |||||||nhung đen|bóng đen nhung|||||ném ra||||bạc lấp lánh|||||||||cửa sổ mái| |||||||||||||пробросила|||||||||||||мансардного| На главном чердаке все было в бархатной черноте, только в восточном мансардном окне луна прочерчивала серебристую дорожку на полпути через пол. With a resolute ignoring of that fearsome darkness to the right and to the left, Pollyanna drew a quick breath and pattered straight into that silvery path, and on to the window. ||kiên quyết|phớt lờ|||đáng sợ|||||và||||||||||chạy nhanh||||ánh bạc|||||| |||игнорированием|||страшной|||||||||||||||побежала|||||||||| Решительно игнорируя страшную темноту справа и слева, Поллианна сделала быстрый вдох и помчалась прямо по серебристой дорожке к окну.

She had hoped, vaguely, that this window might have a screen, but it did not. |||mơ hồ||||||||||| Она смутно надеялась, что у этого окна может быть ширма, но ее не было. Outside, however, there was a wide world of fairy-like beauty, and there was, too, she knew, fresh, sweet air that would feel so good to hot cheeks and hands! ||||||||tiên nữ||||||||||||||||||||| ||||||||фейской||||||||||||||||||||| Снаружи, однако, был широкий мир сказочной красоты, и там тоже, она знала, был свежий, сладкий воздух, который так приятно прикоснется к горячим щекам и рукам!

As she stepped nearer and peered longingly out, she saw something else: she saw, only a little way below the window, the wide, flat tin roof of Miss Polly's sun parlor built over the porte-cochere. |||gần hơn||nhìn chăm chú|||||||||||||bên dưới||||||||||||phòng khách trời||||cổng vòm xe|mái che xe ||||||с тоской||||||||||||||||||||||||||||порте|портик Подойдя ближе и с тоской глядя на улицу, она увидела кое-что еще: чуть ниже окна виднелась широкая плоская жестяная крыша солнечного салона мисс Полли, построенного над porte-cochere. The sight filled her with longing. |Cảnh tượng|làm đầy|||khao khát Это зрелище наполнило ее тоской. If only, now, she were out there!

Fearfully she looked behind her. Sợ hãi|||| Back there, somewhere, were her hot little room and her still hotter bed; but between her and them lay a horrid desert of blackness across which one must feel one's way with outstretched, shrinking arms; while before her, out on the sun-parlor roof, were the moonlight and the cool, sweet night air. |||||||||||nóng hơn|||||||||kinh khủng|sa mạc|||||||||||dang rộng ra|co rúm lại|||||||||phòng khách||||ánh trăng|||mát mẻ||| |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||сжимающихся|||||||||||||лунный свет|||||| Где-то там, позади, были ее жаркая маленькая комната и еще более жаркая кровать; но между ней и ними лежала ужасная пустыня черноты, через которую нужно было пробираться с вытянутыми, сжатыми руками; а перед ней, на крыше солнечного салона, были лунный свет и прохладный, сладкий ночной воздух. If only her bed were out there! And folks did sleep out of doors. |mọi người||||| Joel Hartley at home, who was so sick with the consumption, had to sleep out of doors. Джоэл|Хартли|||||||||туберкулез|||||| ||||||||||bệnh lao phổi|||||| Дома Джоэл Хартли, который был так болен чахоткой, был вынужден спать за дверью.

Suddenly Pollyanna remembered that she had seen near this attic window a row of long white bags hanging from nails. |||||||||||||||||||đinh treo tường Вдруг Поллианна вспомнила, что видела у этого чердачного окна ряд длинных белых мешков, висящих на гвоздях. Nancy had said that they contained the winter clothing, put away for the summer. Нэнси сказала, что в них хранится зимняя одежда, убранная на лето. A little fearfully now, Pollyanna felt her way to these bags, selected a nice fat soft one (it contained Miss Polly's sealskin coat) for a bed; and a thinner one to be doubled up for a pillow, and still another (which was so thin it seemed almost empty) for a covering. |||||||||||||||||||||áo khoác hải cẩu|||||||mỏng hơn||||||||gối đầu|||||||||||||| |||||||||||||||||||||меховой|||||||||||свернуто|||||||||||||||||| Немного опасаясь, Поллианна подошла к этим сумкам, выбрала толстую мягкую сумку (в ней лежал тюлений плащ мисс Полли) для постели, более тонкую, сложенную вдвое, для подушки, и еще одну (она была такой тонкой, что казалась почти пустой) для покрывала. Thus equipped, Pollyanna in high glee pattered to the moonlit window again, raised the sash, stuffed her burden through to the roof below, then let herself down after it, closing the window carefully behind her--Pollyanna had not forgotten those flies with the marvellous feet that carried things. Với sự chuẩn bị này|trang bị||||||||ánh trăng chiếu||||||nhét chặt||gánh nặng||||||||||||||||||||||||||kỳ diệu|||mang theo| |||||||||лунном свете||||||||груз|||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| Вооружившись таким образом, Поллианна с ликованием подбежала к залитому лунным светом окну, подняла створку, просунула свою ношу на крышу, затем спустилась за ней, тщательно закрыв за собой окно - Поллианна не забыла про этих мух с чудесными лапками, которые переносят вещи.

How deliciously cool it was! |thật ngon lành||| |как||| Pollyanna quite danced up and down with delight, drawing in long, full breaths of the refreshing air. |||||||vui sướng|hít vào|||tràn đầy|hơi thở|||sảng khoái| ||||||||вдыхая||||вдохов|||| Поллианна пританцовывала от восторга, вдыхая полной грудью освежающий воздух. The tin roof under her feet crackled with little resounding snaps that Pollyanna rather liked. |mái tôn|||||răng rắc vang|||vang dội|tiếng răng rắc|||khá thích| ||||||||||Knallen|||| ||||||трескалось|||громкими||||| Жестяная крыша под ее ногами трещала маленькими звонкими щелчками, что очень нравилось Поллианне. She walked, indeed, two or three times back and forth from end to end--it gave her such a pleasant sensation of airy space after her hot little room; and the roof was so broad and flat that she had no fear of falling off. ||||||||||||||||||||cảm giác dễ chịu||thoáng đãng||sau khi|||||||||||||||||||| Она прошла, действительно, два или три раза туда и обратно из конца в конец - это дало ей такое приятное ощущение воздушного пространства после ее жаркой маленькой комнаты; и крыша была такой широкой и плоской, что она не боялась упасть. Finally, with a sigh of content, she curled herself up on the sealskin-coat mattress, arranged one bag for a pillow and the other for a covering, and settled herself to sleep. |||||||cuộn tròn lại|||||áo da hải cẩu|||sắp xếp|||||||||||||ổn định||| ||||||||||||||Matte||||||||||||||||| ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||устроилась||| Наконец, удовлетворенно вздохнув, она свернулась калачиком на матрасе из тюленьей шкуры, положила одну сумку на подушку, другую - на покрывало и улеглась спать.

"I'm so glad now that the screens didn't come," she murmured, blinking up at the stars; "else I couldn't have had this!" ||||||màn chắn||||thì thầm|chớp mắt lên|||||||||| |||||||||||поморгая|||||||||| "Я так рада, что экраны не пришли, - пробормотала она, глядя на звезды, - иначе у меня не было бы этого!" Down-stairs in Miss Polly's room next the sun parlor, Miss Polly herself was hurrying into dressing gown and slippers, her face white and frightened. |||||||||phòng khách||||||||áo choàng ngủ||dép đi trong nhà|||||sợ hãi Внизу, в комнате мисс Полли, расположенной рядом с солнечной гостиной, сама мисс Полли торопливо надевала халат и тапочки, ее лицо было белым и испуганным. A minute before she had been telephoning in a shaking voice to Timothy: ||||||gọi điện thoại|||||| ||||||звонила|||||| За минуту до этого она дрожащим голосом звонила Тимоти:

"Come up quick!--you and your father. Bring lanterns. |Mang đèn lồng. |фонари Somebody is on the roof of the sun parlor. Ai đó||||||trên mái nhà||phòng tắm nắng He must have climbed up the rose-trellis or somewhere, and of course he can get right into the house through the east window in the attic. ||||lên trên|||giàn hoa hồng||||||||||||||||||| |||||||решетка||||||||||||||||||| Он, должно быть, забрался на розовый зонтик или куда-то еще, и, конечно, он может попасть в дом через восточное окно на чердаке. I have locked the attic door down here--but hurry, quick!" Some time later, Pollyanna, just dropping off to sleep, was startled by a lantern flash, and a trio of amazed ejaculations. Một lúc||||||||||giật mình|||đèn lồng||||bộ ba người|||thốt lên kinh ngạc |||||||||||||фонарь||||тройка|||восклицаний Спустя некоторое время Поллианна, только-только погрузившись в сон, была напугана вспышкой фонаря и трио изумленных восклицаний. She opened her eyes to find Timothy at the top of a ladder near her, Old Tom just getting through the window, and her aunt peering out at her from behind him. ||||||||||||cái thang||||||||||||dì||||||| |||||||||||||||||||||||||выглядывающей||||||

"Pollyanna, what does this mean?" cried Aunt Polly then.

Pollyanna blinked sleepy eyes and sat up. |chớp mắt buồn ngủ|||||

"Why, Mr. Tom--Aunt Polly!" she stammered. |cô ấy lắp bắp "Don't look so scared! It isn't that I've got the consumption, you know, like Joel Hartley. ||||||bệnh lao|||||Joel Hartley Дело не в том, что у меня есть потребление, знаете, как у Джоэла Хартли. It's only that I was so hot--in there. But I shut the window, Aunt Polly, so the flies couldn't carry those germ-things in." Nhưng|||||||||ruồi||||vi trùng|| |||||||||||||грибки|| Но я закрыла окно, тетя Полли, чтобы мухи не могли занести эти микробы". Timothy disappeared suddenly down the ladder. |biến mất||||cái thang Тимоти внезапно исчез с лестницы. Old Tom, with almost equal precipitation, handed his lantern to Miss Polly, and followed his son. ||với|||vội vàng|đưa cho||||||||| ||||||||фонарь||||||| Miss Polly bit her lip hard--until the men were gone; then she said sternly: ||||||||||đi khỏi||cô ấy||nghiêm khắc Мисс Полли сильно закусила губу - пока мужчины не ушли; затем она сурово сказала:

"Pollyanna, hand those things to me at once and come in here. |đưa tay||||tôi|||||| "Поллианна, немедленно передай мне эти вещи и иди сюда. Of all the extraordinary children!" |||phi thường| she ejaculated a little later, as, with Pollyanna by her side, and the lantern in her hand, she turned back into the attic. |thốt lên||||||||||||đèn lồng|||||quay trở lại|||| |||||||||||||фонарем||||||||| воскликнула она чуть позже, когда с Поллианной рядом и фонарем в руке повернула обратно на чердак.

To Pollyanna the air was all the more stifling after that cool breath of the out of doors; but she did not complain. ||||||||ngột ngạt||||||||||||||phàn nàn She only drew a long quivering sigh. |||||run rẩy| Она лишь издала долгий дрожащий вздох.

At the top of the stairs Miss Polly jerked out crisply: ||||||||giật mạnh||một cách sắc bén ||||||||закричала|| На верхней площадке лестницы мисс Полли резко обернулась:

"For the rest of the night, Pollyanna, you are to sleep in my bed with me. ||||||Pollyanna||||||||| The screens will be here to-morrow, but until then I consider it my duty to keep you where I know where you are." Pollyanna drew in her breath.

"With you?--in your bed?" she cried rapturously. ||cô ấy khóc trong sự mê say ||восторженно "Oh, Aunt Polly, Aunt Polly, how perfectly lovely of you! And when I've so wanted to sleep with some one sometime--some one that belonged to me, you know; not a Ladies' Aider. ||tôi đã|||||||||||||||||||| ||||||||||||||принадлежал|||||||| I've had them. My! I reckon I am glad now those screens didn't come! |tôi nghĩ||||||màn hình|| |думаю|||||||| Wouldn't you be?" Chẳng phải bạn sẽ?|| Разве не так?" There was no reply. Miss Polly was stalking on ahead. |||đi lướt qua|| |||шла|| Мисс Полли шла впереди. Miss Polly, to tell the truth, was feeling curiously helpless. ||||||||как-то| Мисс Полли, по правде говоря, чувствовала себя просто беспомощной. For the third time since Pollyanna's arrival, Miss Polly was punishing Pollyanna--and for the third time she was being confronted with the amazing fact that her punishment was being taken as a special reward of merit. ||||||||||trừng phạt||||||||||đối mặt với|||||||trừng phạt|||||lần thứ ba||phần thưởng||phần thưởng xứng đáng ||||||||||наказывает||||||||||сталкивалась|||||||||||||||| В третий раз с момента приезда Поллианны мисс Полли наказывала Поллианну - и в третий раз она столкнулась с удивительным фактом, что ее наказание было воспринято как особая награда за заслуги. No wonder Miss Polly was feeling curiously helpless. ||||||một cách kỳ lạ| ||||||как-то|