《呼啸山庄》有声名著第三十四章02(中英对照)

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2011-5-26 14:58

《呼啸山庄》有声名著第三十四章02(中英对照)

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《呼啸山庄》是英国女作家勃朗特姐妹之一艾米莉·勃朗特的作品。小说描写吉卜赛弃儿希 斯克利夫被山庄老主人收养后,因受辱和恋爱不遂,外出致富,回来后对与其女友凯瑟琳结婚的地主林顿及其子女进行报复的故事。全篇充满强烈的反压迫、争幸福 的斗争精神,又始终笼罩着离奇、紧张的浪漫气氛。它开始曾被人看做是年青女作家脱离现实的天真幻想,但结合其所描写地区激烈的阶级斗争和英国的社会现象, 它不久便被评论界高度肯定,并受到读者的热烈欢迎。根据这部小说改编的影视作品至今久演不衰。

Chapter34-02

Dawn restored me to common sense. I rose, and went into the garden, as soon as I could see, to ascertain if there were any footmarks under his window. There were none. `He has stayed at home~ought, `and he'll be all right today.' I prepared breakfast for the household, as was my usual custom, but told Hareton and Catherine to get theirs ere the master came down, for he lay late. They preferred taking it out of doors, under the trees, and I set a little table to accommodate them.

On my re-entrance, I found Mr Heathcliff below. He and Joseph were conversing about some farming business; he gave clear, minute directions concerning the matter discussed, but he spoke rapidly, and turned his head continually aside, and had the same excited expression, even more exaggerated. `When Joseph quitted the room he took his seat in the place he generally chose, and I put a basin of coffee before him. He drew it nearer, and then rested his arms on the table, and looked at the opposite wall, as I supposed, surveying one particular portion, up and down, with glittering, restless eyes, and with such eager interest that he stopped breathing during half a minute together.

`Come now, I exclaimed, pushing some bread against his hand, `eat and drink that, while it is hot: it has been waiting near an hour.'

He didn't notice me, and yet he smiled. I'd rather have seen him gnash his teeth than smile so.

`Mr Heathcliff! master!' I cried, `don't, for God's sake, stare as if you saw an unearthly vision.'

`Don't, for God's sake, shout so loud,' he replied. `Turn round, and tell me, are we by ourselves?'

`Of course,' was my answer; `of course we are.'

Still I involuntarily obeyed him, as if I were not quite sure. `With a sweep of his hand he cleared a vacant space in front among the breakfast things, and leant forward to gaze more at his ease.

Now, I perceived he was not looking at the wall; for when I regarded him alone, it seemed exactly that he gazed at something within two yards' distance. And whatever it was, it communicated, apparently, both pleasure and pain in exquisite extremes: at least the anguished, yet raptured, expression of his countenance suggested that idea. The fancied object was not fixed: either his eyes pursued it with unwearied diligence, and, even in speaking to me, were never weaned away. I vainly reminded him of his protracted abstinence from food: if he stirred to touch anything in compliance with my entreaties, if he stretched his hand out to get a piece of bread, his fingers clenched before they reached it, and remained on the table, forgetful of their aim.

I sat, a model of patience, trying to attract his absorbed attention from its engrossing speculation; till he grew irritable, and got--up, asking why I would not allow him to have his own time in taking his meals? and saying that on the next occasion, I needn't wait: I might set the things down and go. Having uttered these words he left the house, slowly sauntered down the garden path, and disappeared through the gate.

The hours crept anxiously by: another evening came. I did not retire to rest till late, and when I did, I could not sleep. He returned after midnight, and, instead of going to bed, shut himself into the room beneath. I listened, and tossed about, and, finally, dressed and descended. It was too irksome to lie up there, harassing my brain with a hundred idle misgivings.

I distinguished Mr Heathcliff's step, restlessly measuring the floor, and he frequently broke the silence by a deep inspiration, resembling a groan. He muttered detached words also; the only one I could catch was the name of Catherine, coupled with some wild term of endearment or suffering; and spoken as one would speak to a person present: low and earnest, and wrung from the depth of his soul. I had not courage to walk straight into the apartment; but I desired to divert him from his reverie, and therefore fell foul of the kitchen fire, stirred it, and began to scrape the cinders. It drew him forth sooner than I expected. He opened the door immediately, and said:

`Nelly, come here--is it morning? Come in with your light.'

`It is striking four,' I answered. `You want a candle to take upstairs: you might have lit one at this fire.'

`No, I don't wish to go upstairs,' he said. `Come in, and kindle me a fire, and do anything there is to do about the room.'

`I must blow the coals red first, before I can carry any,' I replied, getting a chair and the bellows.

He roamed to and fro, meantime, in a state approaching distraction; his heavy sighs succeeding each other so thick as to leave no space for common breathing between.

"When day breaks I'll send for Green,' he said; `I wish to make some legal inquiries of him while I can bestow a thought on those matters, and while I can act calmly. I have not written my will yet; and how to leave my property I cannot determine. I wish I could annihilate it from the face of the earth.'

`I would not talk so, Mr Heathcliff,' I interposed. `Let your will be a while: you'll be spared to repent of your many injustices yet. I never expected that your nerves would be disordered: they are, at present, marvellously so, however; and almost entirely through your own fault. The way you've passed these three last days might knock up a Titan. Do take some food, and some repose. You need only look at yourself in a glass to see how you require both. Your cheeks are hollow, and your eyes bloodshot, like a person starving with hunger and going blind with loss of sleep.'

`It is not my fault that I cannot eat or rest,' he replied. `I assure you it is through no settled designs. I'll do both as soon as I possibly can. But you might as well bid a man struggling in the water rest within arm's length of the shore! I must reach it first, and then I'll rest. Well, never mind Mr Green: as to repenting of my injustices, I've done no injustice, and I repent of nothing. I'm too happy; and yet I'm not happy enough. My soul's bliss kills my body, but does not satisfy itself.'

`Happy, master?' I cried. `Strange happiness! If you would hear me without being angry, I might offer some advice that would make you happier.

"What is that?' he asked. `Give it.'

`You are aware, Mr Heathcliff,' I said, `that from the time you were thirteen years old, you have lived a selfish, unchristian life; and probably hardly had a Bible in your hands during all that period. You must have forgotten the contents of the book, and you may not have space to search it now. Could it be hurtful to send for someone--some minister of any denomination, it does not matter which--to explain it, and show you how very far you have erred from its precepts; and how unfit you will be for its heaven, unless a change takes place `before you die?'



第三十四章02

黎明使我恢复了常态。我才能瞅得见就起来了,到花园里去,想弄明白他窗下有没有足迹。没有。“他在家里,“我想,“今天他一定完全好了。“

我给全家预备早餐,这是我通常的惯例,可是告诉哈里顿和凯瑟琳不要等主人下来就先吃他们的早餐,因为他睡得迟。他们愿意在户外树下吃,我就给他们安排了一张小桌子。

我再进来时,发现希刺克厉夫先生已在楼下了。他和约瑟夫正在谈着关于田地里的事情,他对于所讨论的事都给了清楚精确的指示,但是他说话很急促,总是不停地掉过头去,而且仍然有着同样兴奋的表情,甚至更比原来厉害些。当约瑟夫离开这间屋子时,他便坐在他平时坐的地方,我便把一杯咖啡放在他面前。他把杯子拿近些,然后把胳臂靠在桌子上,向对面墙上望着。据我猜想,是看一块固定的部分,用那闪烁不安的眼睛上上下下地看,而且带着这么强烈的兴趣,以至于他有半分钟都没喘气。

“好啦,“我叫,把面包推到他手边,“趁热吃点、喝点吧。

等了快一个钟头了。“

他没理会到我,可是他在微笑着。我宁可看他咬牙也不愿看这样的笑。

“希刺克厉夫先生!主人!“我叫,“看在上帝的面上,不要这么瞪着眼,好像是你看见了鬼似的。“

“看在上帝面上,不要这么大声叫。“他回答。“看看四周,告诉我,是不是只有我们俩在这儿?“

“当然,“这是我的回答,“当然只有我们俩。“

可是我还是身不由己地服从了他,好像是我也没有弄明白似的。他用手一推,在面前这些早餐什物之间清出一块空地方,更自在地向前倾着身子凝视着。

现在,我看出来他不是在望着墙;因为当我细看他时,真像是他在凝视着两码之内的一个什么东西。不论那是什么吧,显然它给予了极端强烈的欢乐与痛苦;至少他脸上那悲痛的,而又狂喜的表情使人有这样的想法。那幻想的东西也不是固定的;他的眼睛不倦地追寻着,甚至在跟我说话的时候,也从来不舍得移去。我提醒他说他很久没吃东西了,可也没用,即使他听了我的劝告而动弹一下去摸摸什么,即使他伸手去拿一块面包,他的手指在还没有摸到的时候就握紧了,而且就摆在桌上,忘记了它的目的。

我坐着,像一个有耐心的典范,想把他那全神贯注的注意力从它那一心一意的冥想中牵引出来;到后来他变烦躁了,站起来,问我为什么不肯让他一个人吃饭?又说下一次我用不着侍候:我可以把东西放下就走。说了这些话,他就离开屋子,慢慢地顺着花园小径走去,出了大门不见了。

时间在焦虑不安中悄悄过去:又是一个晚上来到了。我直到很迟才去睡,可是当我睡下时,我又睡不着。他过了半夜才回来,却没有上床睡觉,而把自己关在楼下屋子里。我谛听着,翻来覆去,终于穿上衣服下了楼。躺在那儿是太烦神了,有一百种没根据的忧虑困扰着我的头脑。

我可以听到希刺克厉夫先生的脚步不安定地在地板上踱着,他常常深深地出一声气,像是呻吟似的,打破了寂静。他也喃喃地吐着几个字;我听得出的只有凯瑟琳的名字,加上几声亲昵的或痛苦的呼喊。他说话时像是面对着一个人;声音低而真挚,是从他的心灵深处绞出来的。我没有勇气径直走进屋里,可是我又很想把他从他的梦幻中岔开,因此就去摆弄厨房里的火,搅动它,开始铲炭渣。这把他引出来了,比我所期望的还来得快些。他立刻开了门,说:

“耐莉,到这儿来——已经是早上了吗?把你的蜡烛带进来。“

“打四点了,“我回答。“你需要带支蜡烛上楼去,你可以在这火上点着一支。“

“不,我不愿意上楼去,“他说。“进来,给我生起炉火,就收拾这间屋子吧。“

“我可得先把这堆煤煽红,才能去取煤。“我回答,搬了一把椅子和一个风箱。

同时,他来回走着,那样子像是快要精神错乱了;他的接连不断的重重的叹气,一声连着一声,十分急促,仿佛没有正常呼吸的余地了。

“等天亮时我要请格林来,“他说,“在我还能想这些事情,能平静地安排的时候,我想问他一些关于法律的事。我还没有写下我的遗嘱;怎样处理我的产业我也不能决定。我愿我能把它从地面上毁灭掉。“

“我可不愿谈这些,希刺克厉夫先生,“我插嘴说,“先把你的遗嘱摆一摆;你还要省下时间来追悔你所作的许多不公道的事哩!我从来没料到你的神经会错乱;可是,在目前,它可错乱得叫人奇怪;而且几乎是完全由于你自己的错。照你这三天所过的生活方式,连泰坦①也会病倒的。吃点东西,休息一下吧。你只要照照镜子,就知道你多需要这些了。你的两颊陷下去了,你的眼睛充血,像是一个人饿得要死,而且由于失眠都快要瞎啦。“

①泰坦——希腊神话传说中之神,也是太阳的拟人称。意为“巨人“。

“我不能吃、不能睡,可不能怪我,“他回答。“我跟你担保这不是有意要这样。只要我一旦能作到的话,我就要又吃又睡。可是你能叫一个在水里挣扎的人在离岸只有一臂之远的时候休息一下吗!我必须先到达,然后我才休息。好吧,不要管格林先生:至于追悔我作的不公道的事,我并没有作过,我也没有追悔的必要。我太快乐了;可是我还不够快乐。我灵魂的喜悦杀死了我的躯体,但是并没有满足它本身。“

“快乐,主人?“我叫。“奇怪的快乐!如果你能听我说而不生气,我可以奉劝你几句使你比较快乐些。“

“是什么?“他问,“说吧。“

“你是知道的,希刺克厉夫先生,“我说,“从你十三岁起,你就过着一种自私的非基督徒的生活;大概在那整个的时期中你手里简直没有拿过一本圣经。你一定忘记这圣书的内容了,而你现在也许没工夫去查。可不可以去请个人——任何教会的牧师,那没有什么关系——来解释解释这圣书,告诉你,你在歧途上走多远了;还有,你多不适宜进天堂,除非在你死前来个变化,这样难道会有害吗?“