玛丽在一座小山的山脚下停下了脚步。她回头看了看自己留在结霜的草地上的足印,对自己最后一分钟里换上平底鞋的决定心存侥幸。走在这样的草地上,高跟鞋显然是行不通的。玛丽环顾四周,根本没有见到蓓尔的身影。但这一点也不让她觉得惊讶,因为天色还早。太阳已经升到小山顶上了。她左边的一个公园——卢梭植物观景园,被一个令人印象深刻的古老的铁栅栏围住了。 Mary stopped at the foot of a hill. She looked back at the footprints she had left in the frosted grass, and was lucky to be in the last minute of his decision to change to flat shoes. Walking in such grass, high heels apparently will not work. Mary looked around, did not see Beier figure. But this does not make her feel surprised, because the weather is still early. The sun has risen to the top of the hill. The park to her left, the Rousseau Botanical Garden, is surrounded by an impressive ancient iron fence.