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Sabriel (The Abhorsen Trilogy)-第3章

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 read “sabriel” and the roman “vi” and gilt crown proclaimed her to be both a member of the sixth form and a prefect。

the rabbit was; unquestionably; dead。 sabriel looked up from it and back along the bricked drive that left the road and curved up to an imposing pair of wrought…iron gates。 a sign above the gate; in gilt letters of mock gothic; announced that they were the gates to wyverley college。 smaller letters added that the school was “established in  for young ladies of quality。”

a small figure was busy climbing over the gate; nimbly avoiding the spikes that were supposed to stop such activities。 she dropped the last few feet and started running; her pigtails flying; shoes clacking on the bricks。 her head was down to gain momentum; but as cruising speed was established; she looked up; saw sabriel and the dead rabbit; and screamed。

“bunny!”

sabriel flinched as the girl screamed; hesitated for a moment; then bent down by the rabbit’s side and reached out with one pale hand to touch it between its long ears。 her eyes closed and her face set as if she had suddenly turned to stone。 a faint whistling sound came from her slightly parted lips; like the wind heard from far away。 frost formed on her fingertips and rimed the asphalt beneath her feet and knees。

the other girl; running; saw her suddenly tip forward over the rabbit; and topple towards the road; but at the last minute her hand came out and she caught herself。 a second later; she had regained her balance and was using both hands to restrain the rabbit—a rabbit now inexplicably lively again; its eyes bright and shiny; as eager to be off as when it escaped from its bath。

“bunny!” shrieked the younger girl again; as sabriel stood up; holding the rabbit by the scruff of its neck。 “oh; thank you; sabriel! when i heard the car skidding i thought 。 。 。”

she faltered as sabriel handed the rabbit over and blood stained her expectant hands。

“he’ll be fine; jacinth;” sabriel replied wearily。

“a scratch。 it’s already closed up。”

jacinth examined bunny carefully; then looked up at sabriel; the beginnings of a wriggling fear showing at the back of her eyes。

“there isn’t anything under the blood;” stammered jacinth。 “what did you 。 。 。”

“i didn’t;” snapped sabriel。 “but perhaps you can tell me what you are doing out of bounds?”

“chasing bunny;” replied jacinth; her eyes  clearing as life reverted to a more normal situation。

“you see 。 。 。”

“no excuses;” recited sabriel。 “remember what mrs。 umbrade said at assembly on monday。”

“it’s not an excuse;” insisted jacinth。 “it’s a reason。”

“you can explain it to mrs。 umbrade then。”

“oh; sabriel! you wouldn’t! you know i was only chasing bunny。 i’d never have e out—”

sabriel held up her hands in mock defeat; and gestured back to the gates。

“if you’re back inside within three minutes; i won’t have seen you。 and open the gate this time。 they won’t be locked till i go back inside。”

jacinth smiled; her whole face beaming; whirled around and sped back up the drive; bunny clutched against her neck。 sabriel watched till she had gone through the gate; then let the tremors take her till she was bent over; shaking with cold。 a moment of weakness and she had broken the promise she had made both to herself and her father。 it was only a rabbit and jacinth did love it so much—but what would that lead to? it was no great step from bringing back a rabbit to bringing back a person。

worse; it had been so easy。 she had caught the spirit right at the wellspring of the river; and had returned it with barely a gesture of power; patching the body with simple charter symbols as they stepped from death to life。 she hadn’t even needed bells; or the other apparatus of a necromancer。

only a whistle and her will。

death and what came after death was no great mystery to sabriel。 she just wished it was。

it was sabriel’s last term at wyverley—the last three weeks; in fact。 she had graduated already; ing first in english; equal first in music; third in mathematics; seventh in science; second in fighting arts and fourth in etiquette。 she had also been a runaway first in magic; but that wasn’t printed on the certificate。 magic only worked in those regions of ancelstierre close to the wall which marked the border with the old kingdom。 farther away; it was considered to be quite beyond the pale; if it existed at all; and persons of repute did not mention it。

wyverley college was only forty miles from the wall; had a good all…round reputation; and taught magic to those students who could obtain special permission from their parents。

sabriel’s father had chosen it for that reason when he had emerged from the old kingdom with a five…year…old girl in tow to seek a boarding school。 he had paid in advance for that first year; in old kingdom silver deniers that stood up to surreptitious touches with cold iron。

thereafter; he had e to visit his daughter twice a year; at midsummer and midwinter; staying for several days on each occasion and always bringing more silver。

understandably; the headmistress was very fond of sabriel。 particularly since she never seemed troubled by her father’s rare visitations; as most other girls would be。 once mrs。

umbrade had asked sabriel if she minded; and had been troubled by the answer that sabriel saw her father far more often than when he was actually there。 mrs。 umbrade didn’t teach magic; and didn’t want to know any more about it other than the pleasant fact that some parents would pay considerable sums to have their daughters schooled in the basics of sorcery and enchantment。

mrs。 umbrade certainly didn’t want to know how sabriel saw her father。 sabriel; on the other  hand; always looked forward to his unofficial visits and watched the moon; tracing its movements from the leather…bound almanac which listed the phases of the moon in both kingdoms and gave valuable insights into the seasons; tides and other ephemerae that were never the same at any one time on both sides of the wall。

abhorsen’s sending of himself always appeared at the dark of the moon。

on these nights; sabriel would lock h
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