Presently he leaned and touched her.
She started with a shiver and sprang up, rubbing her eyes and crying out, “I—had—a—dream—” she said softly—“a beautiful dream!” Then her eyes caught the stars and blinked to them—through dusty sleep—and she turned to him with swift cry, “You’re here!” she said. “It’s not a dream! It’s you!”
And Achilles laughed out. “We’re going home,” he said, “when you’re rested a little.”
“But I’m rested now!” she cried. “Come!” She sprang to her feet, and they journeyed again—through the night. About them, the plain breathed deep sleeping power—and the long road stretched from the west to the east and brought them home.
Each step, the city lights grew larger, and sparkled more, and spread apart farther, and a low rumble2 came creeping on the plain—jarring with swift jolts—the clang of cars and lifting life... and, in the distance, a line of light ran fire swiftly on the air, and darted3, red and green, and trailed again in fire... and Achilles’s finger pointed4 to it. “That fire will take us home,” he said.
The child’s eye followed the flashing cars—and she smiled out. The first light of the city’s rim5 touched her face.
“Just a little farther!” said Achilles.
“But I am not tired!” said the child, and she ran a little, beside him, on the stone pavement, her small shoes clumping6 happily.
Achilles lifted a swift hand to a waiting car. The car clanged its gone—impatient. A big conductor reached down his hand to the child. The bell clanged again and they were off—“Clang-clang, clear the track! Betty Harris is going home—This is the people’s carriage—Going home! Going home! Clear the track—clang-clang!” Through the blinking city streets they rode. Safe among the friendly houses, and the shops and the stores, and the people sleeping behind their blinds—all the people who had loved the child—and scanned the paper for her, every day—and asked, “Is Betty Harris found?”... Going home! Going home!... They would waken in the morning and read the news and shout across the way—“She’s been found—yes—a Greek! He brought her home! Thank God. She’s found!”
And little Betty Harris, leaning against the great shoulder beside her, nodded in the car, and dreamed little dreams and looked about her hazily7.
The conductor came and stood in front of them with extended hand, and rang the fares, and cast an indifferent, kindly8 glance at the Greek and his child travelling by night.... He did not guess the “scoop” that his two little nickels rang out. The child with roughened hair and clumsy, hanging shoes, was nothing to him—nor to the policeman that boarded the car at the next corner and ran his eye down its empty length to the Greek, sitting erect—with the child sleeping beside him—her dark, tousled head against his arm.
The conductor came again, and touched Achilles on the shoulder and bent9 to him. “You change here,” he said. He was pointing to a car across the square—“You take that,” he said. “You understand?” He shouted a little—because the man was a foreigner—and dark—but his tone was friendly. And Achilles got to his feet, guiding the sleepy child down the rib-floored car that shook beneath them.... And the conductor and policeman watched the two figures vanish through the door—and smiled to each other—a friendly smile at foreign folks—who travel in strange ways—and go among us with eager, intent faces fixed10 on some shining goal we cannot see... with the patience of the centuries leaning down to them, and watching them.
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v.像动物一样蹲下( squat的过去式和过去分词 );非法擅自占用(土地或房屋);为获得其所有权;而占用某片公共用地。 | |
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n.隆隆声;吵嚷;v.隆隆响;低沉地说 | |
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v.投掷,投射( dart的过去式和过去分词 );向前冲,飞奔 | |
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adj.尖的,直截了当的 | |
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n.(圆物的)边,轮缘;边界 | |
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v.(树、灌木、植物等的)丛、簇( clump的现在分词 );(土、泥等)团;块;笨重的脚步声 | |
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ad. vaguely, not clear | |
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adj.和蔼的,温和的,爽快的;adv.温和地,亲切地 | |
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n.爱好,癖好;adj.弯的;决心的,一心的 | |
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adj.固定的,不变的,准备好的;(计算机)固定的 | |
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