Dodie's sleeveless white blouse began to grow yellow with wear, age, and accumulated sweat-stains.

嘟蒂的无袖白衬衫因为穿得太多，太旧，还有重重汗渍浸泡，变得越来越黄。

Dodie was a girl transformed, and you could see by her face that she knew it.

嘟蒂突然改头换面，看她的脸你就明白，她自己也知道这一点。

I had several classes with her, and was able to observe Dodie's ruination at first hand.

我跟她一起上过几堂课，从而得以亲眼目睹嘟蒂的毁灭。

Every year or two, one of the local papers—the Portland Press-Herald, the Lewiston Sun, the Lisbon Weekly Enterprise—would do a piece on all the weird shit Dodie's folks had won in raffles and sweepstakes and giant prize drawings.

每隔一两年当地的报纸——《波特兰先驱报》，路易斯顿的《太阳报》，里斯本《周报》——就会做篇稿子报道嘟蒂家人参加各种抽奖、买彩票、礼品大放送赢来的那些莫名其妙的破烂。