gossip girl 4 英文-第22章

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again。　The　carriage　was　painted　gold　and　lined　with　purple　velvet；　and　under　the　seat　inside；　in　a　
little　leather　chest；　were　fur　rugs　and　muffs　to　keep　your　hands　warm　while　you　went　out　for　a　ride。　
Best　of　all；　eight　white　carousel　horses　with　white　feather　plumes　affixed　to　real　leather　harnesses　
were　pulling　the　carriage。　

？e　on；　faster；faster　；　giddyap；giddyap　！？　Georgie　shouted　at　the　carousel　horses；　cracking　her　
long　leather　whip　and　bouncing　up　and　down　in　the　red　leather　coachman？s　seat。　

Whoa。　

Nate　sat　back　on　the　seat　beside　her　and　tried　to　light　another　joint；　but　Georgie　was　bouncing　
around　so　much；　it　fell　right　out　of　his　hand。　？Fuck！？　he　cried；　exasperated。　He　leaned　over　the　
side　of　the　carriage　to　see　where　the　joint　had　fallen　on　the　white…painted　wood　floor；　but　the　attic　
was　lit　only　by　a　single　dim　bulb　and　he　couldn？t　see　the　joint　anywhere。　

？That？s　okay。？　Georgie　jumped　down　from　the　carriage。　？e　on；　there？s　something　I　want　to　
show　you。？　

Reluctantly　Nate　left　the　joint　where　it　had　fallen　and　followed　her　to　the　other　side　of　the　attic；　
where　a　bunch　of　antique　wooden　trunks　were　stacked。　？This　is　where　all　my　old　horse　stuff　is　
kept；？　Georgie　explained。　She　opened　the　top　trunk　and　pulled　out　a　handful　of　ribbons　she？d　won　
at　horse　shows。　？I　was　a　really　good　rider。？　She　offered　the　ribbons　to　Nate。　

All　of　them　were　blue；　with　the　name　of　the　petition　

stamped　on　them　in　gold。HAMPTONCLASSICJUNIORHUNTER　

GRANDCHAMPION；　Nate　read。　？Cool；？　he　said　handing　back　the　ribbons。　He　wished　he？d　
found　that　joint。　

？Check　this　out。？　Georgie　pulled　a　large　white　plastic　canister　out　of　the　trunk　and　placed　it　in　
Nate？s　hands。　

The　canister　rattled　as　Nate　turned　it　over。　The　name　of　an　equine　veterinary　practice　was　printed　
on　one　side。Connecticut　Equine　Health。　He　looked　up　at　Georgie　questioningly。　

？They？re　horse　tranquilizers。　I？ve　taken　them　before。　Half　a　pill　is　enough　to　send　you　to　another　


planet；　I　swear。？　

Nate　noticed　that　there　were　tiny　beads　of　sweat　on　her　upper　lip；　which　was　strange；　because　the　
attic　was　unheated　and　he　was　freezing　his　ass　off。　He　shrugged　and　handed　the　canister　back；　
uninterested。　

Georgie　unscrewed　the　top　and　shook　the　giant　white　pills　into　her　sweaty　palm。　？e　on。　This　
time　I？m　taking　a　whole　one。　Or　maybe　we　should　each　take　two　and　see　what　happens。？　Her　dark　
hair　fell　into　her　eyes　and　she　shook　it　away　impatiently　as　she　counted　out　the　pills。　

Nate　stared　at　her；　feeling　frightened　all　of　a　sudden。　He　was　pretty　sure　Georgie　had　taken　some　
kind　of　pill　when　she？d　disappeared　into　her　bathroom　before；　and　she　had　already　been　baked　
before　that；　so　adding　a　horse　tranquilizer　to　the　mix　sounded　like　the　worst　idea　he？d　ever　heard。　
What　was　he　going　to　do　with　a　totally　fucked…up　ODed　girl　in　the　attic　of　a　huge　mansion　in　
Greenwich；　Connecticut；　in　the　middle　of　the　worst　snowstorm　in　New　England　history？　

？I　think　I？ll　pass。？　He　pointed　to　a　little　metal　device　in　the　trunk；　thinking　that　maybe　if　he　
diverted　her　attention；　Georgie　would　forget　all　about　the　pills。　？What？s　that？？　

？A　hoof　pick；？　she　answered　quickly；　holding　out　the　pills。　？The　groom　uses　it　to　clean　out　the　
horses？　hooves。　e　on；　take　one。？　

Nate　shook　his　head；　his　mind　fumbling　for　a　way　to　get　both　of　them　out　of　the　realm　of　horse　
pills　and　into　safer　territory。　

？Georgie；？　he　said　looking　into　her　dark　brown　eyes　with　his　sparkling　emerald　green　ones　and　
grabbing　her　wrist　hard　so　that　the　horse　pills　scattered　on　the　floor。　He　swept　her　up　in　his　arms　
and　kissed　her　dark　red　lips。　？Let？s　go　back　downstairs；　okay？？　

Georgie　let　her　head　fall　heavily　against　his　chest。　？Okay；？　she　demurred。　Her　dark；　silky　hair　
trailed　almost　to　the　floor　as　Nate　carried　her　down　the　long　hall　from　the　attic　stairs　to　her　
bedroom。　He　pulled　back　the　plush　white　duvet　and　set　her　down　on　the　bed；　but　she　clung　to　him。

　？Don？t　leave　me　alone。？　

Nate　wasn？t　planning　to。　Who　knew　what　she？d　do　if　he　did。　

？I？ll　be　back　in　a　sec；？　he　said；　extracting　himself。　He　walked　across　the　room　and　into　the　
bathroom；　leaving　the　door　ajar　so　he　could　catch　Georgie　before　she　did　anything　dumb。　Lined　up　
on　the　counter　next　to　the　bathroom　sink　were　three　little　bottles　of　prescription　pills。　Nate　
recognized　the　name　Percoset　because　he？d　taken　the　painkiller　when　he？d　had　his　wisdom　teeth　
removed；　but　he　didn？t　recognize　the　names　of　the　other　two。　None　of　the　three　prescriptions　were　
made　out　to　Georgina　Spark。　


He　washed　his　hands　and　then　went　back　into　the　bedroom。　Georgie　lay　flat　on　her　stomach　in　
her　white　cotton　underwear；　snoring　softly　and　looking　much　more　innocent　than　she　deserved　to。　
Nate　sat　down　beside　her　and　watched　her　for　a　while。　The　bones　in　her　vertebrae　stuck　out　from　
her　back；　moving　up　and　down　as　she　breathed。　He　wondered　if　he　should　call　someone；　or　if　it　
was　normal　for　Georgie　to　just　take　a　bunch　of　pills　and　then　go　to　sleep。　

In　the　Breakaway　meeting　that　day　Jackie　had　said　that　if　they　were　ever　struggling　and　needed　a　
hand　to　reach　out　to；　they　could　call　her。　Nate　pulled　his　cell　phone　out　of　his　pocket　and　searched　
for　Jackie？s　number；　which　she？d　insisted　everyone　program　in　during　the　meeting。　Nate　had　
thought　there　was　no　way　he？d　ever　need　it。　He　stood　up　and　went　back　into　the　bathroom　as　the　
phone　began　to　ring。　

It　rang　for　a　long　time　before　Jackie　finally　answered　groggily。　？Yes？？　

Nate　looked　at　his　watch；　realizing　too　late　that　it　was　two　o？clock　in　the　morning。　？Hey；？　he　said　
slowly。　？This　is　Nate　Archibald　from　your　group　that　met　today？？　he　explained；　wishing　he　
sounded　less　stoned。　？I？m；　um；　at　that　girl　Georgie？s　house？　I　just　found　out　she　took　a　whole　
bunch　of　pills　and　I　think　she？s　fine？she？s　sleeping？but　I　just　wanted　to　ask　you；　you　know；　
should　I　do　something？？　

？Nate；？　Jackie　said　urgently；　suddenly　sounding　like　she？d　just　drunk　ten　cups　of　coffee；　？I　want　
you　to　read　me　the　labels　on　the　pills；　and；　if　you　can；　tell　me　how　many　she　took。？　

Nate　picked　up　the　bottles　and　read　out　the　names。　He　didn？t　mention　the　horse　pills；　but　he　was　
pretty　sure　Georgie　hadn？t　ingested　any　of　those。　？I　don？t　know　how　many；？　he　said　helplessly。　？I　
wasn？t　watching　when　she　took　them。？　

？And　you？re　sure　she？s　asleep？　Her　breathing　is　regular？　She？s　not　vomiting　or　choking？？　

Nate　rushed　into　the　bedroom　feeling　more　alarmed　than　ever；　but　Georgie　was　still　sleeping　
peacefully；　her　ribs　expanding　and　contracting　gently　with　each　breath；　her　dark　hair　fanned　out　on　
the　pillow　around　her　head；　looking　exactly　like　a　sleeping　Snow　White。　？Yeah；？　he　said；　
relieved。　？She？s　sleeping。？　

？Okay。　I　want　you　to　stay　there　and　watch　her。　Just　make　sure　she　doesn？t　start　to　vomit；　and　if　
she　does；　sit　her　up；　lean　her　over　your　shoulder　and　pat　her　on　the　back　so　she　doesn？t　choke　on　it。　
I　know　it　sounds　unpleasant；　but　you　want　her　to　be　well。　You　want　to　facilitate　her　recovery。？　

？Okay；？　Nate　answered　shakily。　He　glanced　at　Georgie　again；　praying　she　wouldn？t　do　anything　
weird。　

？I？m　going　to　send　a　van　over　from　the　clinic。　It？s　going　to　be　a　while　because　the　roads　are　
basically　closed；　but　I　don？t　think　you？re　too　far　away？they？ll　make　it　there　eventually。　Are　you　
prepared　to　stay　strong；　Nate？　Remember；　you？re　our　hero　tonight；　our　Prince　Charming；　our　


knight　in　shining　armor。？　

Nate　walked　over　to　the　bedroom　window　and　peered　out。　There　was　so　much　snow；　the　circular　
gravel　driveway　in　front　of　the　mansion　was　indistinguishable　from　the　vast　lawns　beyond。　He　
didn？t　feel　like　Prince　Charming？he　felt　helpless　and　trapped；　like　Rapunzel。　Hadn？t　he　been　in　
enough　trouble　already？　？Okay；？　he　told　Jackie；　trying　to　sound　more　confident　than　he　felt。　？I？ll　
see　you　soon。？　He　hung　up　his　phone　and　stuffed　it　into　his　back　pocket。　

Of　course　our　Prince　Charming　was　pletely　unaware　that　he　might　have　just　saved　Snow　
White？s　life。　But　it？s　the　reluctant　heroes　of　fairy　tales　that　we　fall　in　love　with　over　and　over；　
despite　their　flaws。　

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protect　the　innocent。　Namely；　me。　

　hey　people！　

Do　we　really　need　to　look　like　Little　Red　Riding　Hood？　

Every　Fashion　Week　I　find　myself　asking；　Why　are　all　the　models　in　the　shows　wearing　space　
suits；　or　dressed　like　Hansel　and　Gretel；　or　basically　naked；　when　I　wouldn？t　be　caught　dead　
looking　like　that　on　the　street？　Then　I　have　to　remind　myself　that　the　shows　are　really　a　spectacle　
and　that　the　whole　point　of　fashion　is　to　entertain　and　spark　the　imagination　and　make　the　world　a　
better　place。　Fashion　is　art；　and　art　imitates　life；　there？s　no　reason　to　it。　The　more　I　think　about　it；　
the　more　I　can？t　wait　to　dress　up　like　Little　Red　Riding　Hood　myself　and　prowl　around　looking　for　
wolves。　Time　to　shop　for　a　red　cape！　

What　happened　to　all　that　snow？！　

How　e　whenever　there？s　a　serious　snowstorm　in　th