4 breaking dawn破晓- 第29部分

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Edward　snapped　something　at　her；　I'd　never　heard　him　be　so　impolite　before。　She　turned　to　go；　and　the　
whirling　motion　of　her　long　skirt　wafted　the　smell　of　the　food　into　my　face。　It　was　strong—onions　and　
fish。　I　gagged　and　whirled　for　the　sink。　I　felt　Edward's　hands　on　my　forehead　and　heard　his　soothing　
murmur　through　the　roaring　in　my　ears。　His　hands　disappeared　for　a　second；　and　I　heard　the　refrigerator　
slam　shut。　Mercifully；　the　smell　disappeared　with　the　sound；　and　Edward's　hands　were　cooling　my　
clammy　face　again。　It　was　over　quickly。　

I　rinsed　my　mouth　in　the　tap　while　he　caressed　the　side　of　my　face。　

There　was　a　tentative　little　nudge　in　my　womb。　

It's　okay。　We're　okay；I　thought　toward　the　bump。　

Edward　turned　me　around；　pulling　me　into　his　arms。　I　rested　my　head　on　his　shoulder。　My　hands；　
instinctively；　folded　over　my　stomach。　

I　heard　a　little　gasp　and　I　looked　up。　

The　woman　was　still　there；　hesitating　in　the　doorway　with　her　hands　halfoutstretched　as　if　she　had　been　
looking　for　some　way　to　help。　Her　eyes　were　locked　on　my　hands；　popping　wide　with　shock。　Her　mouth　
hung　open。　

Then　Edward　gasped；　too；　and　he　suddenly　turned　to　face　the　woman；　pushing　me　slightly　behind　his　
body。　His　arm　wrapped　across　my　torso；　like　he　was　holding　me　back。　

Suddenly；　Kaure　was　shouting　at　him—loudly；　furiously；　her　unintelligible　words　flying　across　the　room　
like　knives。　She　raised　her　tiny　fist　in　the　air　and　took　two　steps　forward；　shaking　it　at　him。　Despite　her　
ferocity；　it　was　easy　to　see　the　terror　in　her　eyes。　

Edward　stepped　toward　her；　too；　and　I　clutched　at　his　arm；　frightened　for　the　woman。　But　when　he　
interrupted　her　tirade；　his　voice　took　me　by　surprise；　especially　considering　how　sharp　he'd　been　with　her　
when　she　wasn't　screeching　at　him。　It　was　low　now；　it　was　pleading。　Not　only　that；　but　the　sound　was　
different；　more　guttural；　the　cadence　off。　I　didn't　think　he　was　speaking　Portuguese　anymore。　

For　a　moment；　the　woman　stared　at　him　in　wonder；　and　then　her　eyes　narrowed　as　she　barked　out　a　
long　question　in　the　same　alien　tongue。　

I　watched　as　his　face　grew　sad　and　serious；　and　he　nodded　once。　She　took　a　quick　step　back　and　
crossed　herself。　

He　reached　out　to　her；　gesturing　toward　me　and　then　resting　his　hand　against　my　cheek。　She　replied　
angrily　again；　waving　her　hands　accusingly　toward　him；　and　then　gestured　to　him。　When　she　finished；　he　
pleaded　again　with　the　same　low；　urgent　voice。　

Her　expression　changed—she　stared　at　him　with　doubt　plain　on　her　face　as　he　spoke；　her　eyes　
repeatedly　flashing　to　my　confused　face。　He　stopped　speaking；　and　she　seemed　to　be　deliberating　
something。　She　looked　back　and　forth　between　the　two　of　us；　and　then；　unconsciously　it　seemed；　took　a　
step　forward。　

She　made　a　motion　with　her　hands；　miming　a　shape　like　a　balloon　jutting　out　from　her　stomach。　I　started　



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—did　her　legends　of　the　predatory　blooddrinker　include　this？　Could　she　possibly　know　something　
about　what　was　growing　inside　me？　

She　walked　a　few　steps　forward　deliberately　this　time　and　asked　a　few　brief　questions；　which　he　
responded　to　tensely。　Then　he　became　the　questioner—one　quick　query。　She　hesitated　and　then　slowly　
shook　her　head。　When　he　spoke　again；　his　voice　was　so　agonized　that　I　looked　up　at　him　in　shock。　His　
face　was　drawn　with　pain。　

In　answer；　she　walked　slowly　forward　until　she　was　close　enough　to　lay　her　small　hand　on　top　of　mine；　
over　my　stomach。　She　spoke　one　word　in　Portuguese。　

〃Morte；〃she　sighed　quietly。　Then　she　turned；　her　shoulders　bent　as　if　the　conversation　had　aged　her；　and　
left　the　room。　

I　knew　enough　Spanish　for　that　one。　

Edward　was　frozen　again；　staring　after　her　with　the　tortured　expression　fixed　on　his　face。　A　few　
moments　later；　I　heard　a　boat's　engine　putter　to　life　and　then　fade　into　the　distance。　

Edward　did　not　move　until　I　started　for　the　bathroom。　Then　his　hand　caught　my　shoulder。　

〃Where　are　you　going？〃　His　voice　was　a　whisper　of　pain。　

〃To　brush　my　teeth　again。〃　

〃Don't　worry　about　what　she　said。　It's　nothing　but　legends；　old　lies　for　the　sake　of　entertainment。〃　

〃I　didn't　understand　anything；〃　I　told　him；　though　it　wasn't　entirely　true。　As　if　I　could　discount　something　
because　it　was　a　legend。　My　life　was　circled　by　legend　on　every　side。　They　were　all　true。　

〃I　packed　your　toothbrush。　I'll　get　it　for　you。〃　

He　walked　ahead　of　me　to　the　bedroom。　

〃Are　we　leaving　soon？〃　I　called　after　him。　

〃As　soon　as　you're　done。〃　

He　waited　for　my　toothbrush　to　repack　it；　pacing　silently　around　the　bedroom。　I　handed　it　to　him　when　I　
was　finished。　

〃I'll　get　the　bags　into　the　boat。〃　

〃Edward—〃　

He　turned　back。　〃Yes？〃　

I　hesitated；　trying　to　think　of　some　way　to　get　a　few　seconds　alone。　〃Could　you。。。　pack　some　of　the　
food？　You　know；　in　case　I　get　hungry　again。〃　

〃Of　course；〃　he　said；　his　eyes　suddenly　soft。　〃Don't　worry　about　anything。　We'll　get　to　Carlisle　in　just　a　



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few　hours；　really。　This　will　all　be　over　soon。〃　

I　nodded；　not　trusting　my　voice。　

He　turned　and　left　the　room；　one　big　suitcase　in　each　hand。　

I　whirled　and　scooped　up　the　phone　he'd　left　on　the　counter。　It　was　very　unlike　him　to　forget　things—to　
forget　that　Gustavo　was　ing；　to　leave　his　phone　lying　here。　He　was　so　stressed　he　was　barely　himself。　

I　flipped　it　open　and　scrolled　through　the　preprogrammed　numbers。　I　was　glad　he　had　the　sound　turned　
off；　afraid　that　he　would　catch　me。　Would　he　be　at　the　boat　now？　Or　back　already？　Would　he　hear　me　
from　the　kitchen　if　I　whispered？　

I　found　the　number　I　wanted；　one　I　had　never　called　before　in　my　life。　I　pressed　the　〃send〃　button　and　
crossed　my　fingers。　

〃Hello？〃　the　voice　like　golden　wind　chimes　answered。　

〃Rosalie？〃　I　whispered。　〃It's　Bella。　Please。　You　have　to　help　me。〃　

BOOK　TWO　

Jacob　

And　yet；　to　say　the　truth；　reason　and　love　keep　little　pany　together　nowadays。　

William　Shakespeare　

A　Midsummer　Night's　Dream　

Act　III；　Scene　i　

PREFACE　Life　sucks；　and　then　you　die。　

Yeah；　I　should　be　so　lucky。　

8。　WAITING　FOR　THE　DAMN　FIGHT　TO　START　ALREADY　

〃Jeez；　Paul；　don't　you　freaking　have　a　home　of　your　own？〃　

Paul；　lounging　across　my　whole　couch；　watching　some　stupid　baseball　game　on　my　crappy　TV；　just　
grinned　at　me　and　then—real　slow—he　lifted　one　Dorito　from　the　bag　in　his　lap　and　wedged　it　into　his　
mouth　in　one　piece。　

〃You　betterVe　brought　those　with　you。〃　

Crunch。　〃Nope；〃　he　said　while　chewing。　〃Your　sister　said　to　go　ahead　and　help　myself　to　anything　I　
wanted。〃　

I　tried　to　make　my　voice　sound　like　I　wasn't　about　to　punch　him。　〃Is　Rachel　here　now？〃　




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It　didn't　work。　He　heard　where　I　was　going　and　shoved　the　bag　behind　his　back。　The　bag　crackled　as　he　
smashed　it　into　the　cush