鲍勃迪伦诺贝尔文学 诺贝尔文学经典:《宠儿》第1章Part 28

诺贝尔文学经典:《宠儿》第1章Part 28  

Sethe nodded and shifted her elbow. "Your ma'am know you on the lookout for velvet?"The girl shook her hair out of her face. "My mama worked for these here people to pay for herpassage. But then she had me and since she died right after
well
they said I had to work for em topay it off. I did
but now I want me some velvet."They did not look directly at each other
not straight into the eyes anyway. Yet they slippedeffortlessly into yard chat about nothing in particular — except one lay on the ground.
"Boston
" said Sethe. "Is that far?""Ooooh
yeah. A hundred miles. Maybe more.""Must be velvet closer by." "Not like in Boston. Boston got the best. Be so pretty on me. You evertouch it?" "No
miss. I never touched no velvet." Sethe didn't know if it was the voice
or Boston orvelvet
but while the white girl talked
the baby slept. Not one butt or kick
so she guessed her luckhad turned.
"Ever see any?" she asked Sethe. "I bet you never even seen any." "If I did I didn'tknow it. What's it like
velvet?" Amy dragged her eyes over Sethe's face as though she wouldnever give out so confidential a piece of information as that to a perfect stranger. "What they call you?" she asked.