……me having given out special instructions that on no account was the cook to be harmed—Whatever happens, I’d said, we have to take the cook alive.
……I’d passed on a love of the finer things to the crew, knowing as I did, partly due to what she’d shown me, that a well-fed man is a happy man, and a happy man is a man less prone to questioning the authority of the ship, which is why in all those years at sea I never had one sniff of mutiny. Not one. (查看原文)
She looked pointedly from one man to the next. “I know you men, and I think I understand exactly what has been going on here. Now, you will leave this young man alone and be on your way before I am of a mind to take this further.”
With much bowing and scraping, Julian and the Cobleighs clambered aboard their cart and were soon gone. Meanwhile the woman knelt to speak to me. Her voice had changed. She was softly spoken now and I heard concern. “My name is Caroline Scott, my family lives on Hawkins Lane in Bristol, let me take you back there and tend to your wounds.” (查看原文)
底比斯之鹰
新星出版社2015版
0 有用 Henry Yin 2019-02-23 15:22:06
感觉比前面几本写得好些，故事更紧凑，也相对更有内容。文笔也不错，读起来挺顺畅的。接续下一本。