《呼啸山庄》有声名著第三十四章03(中英对照)

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2011-5-27 13:42

《呼啸山庄》有声名著第三十四章03(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。

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`I'm rather obliged than angry, Nelly,' he said, `for you remind me of the manner that I desire to be buried in. It is to be carried to the churchyard in the evening. You and Hareton may, if you please, accompany me: and mind, particularly, to notice that the sexton obeys my directions concerning the two coffins! No minister need come; nor need anything be said over me.--I tell you I have nearly attained my heaven; and that of others is altogether unvalued and uncovered by me.

`And supposing you persevered in your obstinate fast, and died by that means, and they refused to bury you in the precincts of the kirk?' I said, shocked at his godless indifference. `How would you like it?'

`They won't do that,' he replied: `if they did, you must have me removed secretly: and if you neglect it you shall prove, practically, that the dead are not annihilated!'

As soon as he heard the other members of the family stirring he retired to his den, and I breathed freer. But in the afternoon, while Joseph and Hareton were at their work, he came into the kitchen again, and, with a wild look, bid me come and sit in the house: he wanted somebody with him. I declined: telling him plainly that his strange talk and manner frightened me, and I had neither the nerve nor the will to be his companion alone.

`I believe you think me a fiend,' he said, with his dismal laugh: something too horrible to live under a decent roof.' Then turning to Catherine, who was there, and who drew behind me at his approach, he added, half sneeringly--`Will you come, chuck? I'll not hurt you. No! to you I've made myself worse than the devil. Well, there is one who won't shrink from my company! By God! she's relentless. Oh, damn it! It's unutterably too much for flesh and blood to bear--even mine.'

He solicited the society of no one more. At dusk, he went into his chamber. Through the whole night, and far into the morning, we heard him groaning and murmuring to himself. Hareton was anxious to enter; but I bade him fetch Mr Kenneth, and he should go in and see him. When he came, and I requested admittance and tried to open the door, I found it locked; and Heathcliff bid us be damned. He was better, and would be left alone; so the doctor went away.

The following evening was very wet: indeed it poured down till day-dawn; and, as I took my morning walk round the house, I observed the master's window swinging open, and the rain driving straight in. He cannot be in bed, I thought: those showers would drench him through. He must either be up or out. But I'll make no more ado, I'll go boldly and look.

Having succeeded in obtaining entrance with another key, I ran to unclose the panels, for the chamber was vacant; quickly pushing them aside, I peeped in. Mr Heathcliff was there--laid on his back. His eyes met mine so keen and fierce, I started; and then he seemed to smile. I could not think him dead: but his face and throat were washed with rain; the bedclothes dripped, and he was ~ perfectly still. The lattice, flapping to and fro, had grazed one hand that rested on the sill; no blood trickled from the broken skin, and when I put my fingers to it, I could doubt no more: he was dead and stark!

I hasped the window; I combed his black long hair from his forehead; I tried to close his eyes: to extinguish, if possible, that frightful, lifelike gaze of exultation before anyone else beheld it. They would not shut: they seemed to sneer at my attempts: and his parted lips and sharp white teeth sneered too! Taken with another fit of cowardice, I cried out for Joseph. Joseph shuffled up and made a noise; but resolutely refused to meddle with him.

`Th' divil's harried off his soul,' he cried, `and he muh hev his carcass intuh t' bargain, for ow't Aw care! Ech! what a wicked un he looks girning at death!' and the old sinner grinned in mockery. I thought he intended to cut a caper round the bed; but, suddenly composing himself, he fell on his knees, and raised his hands, and returned thanks that the lawful master and the ancient stock were restored to their rights.

I felt stunned by the awful event; and my memory unavoidably recurred to former times with a sort of oppressive sadness. But poor Hareton, the most wronged, was the only one that really suffered much. He sat by the corpse all night, weeping in bitter earnest. He pressed its hand, and kissed the sarcastic savage face that everyone else shrank from contemplating; and bemoaned him with that strong grief which springs naturally from a generous heart, though it be tough as tempered steel.

Mr Kenneth was perplexed to pronounce of what disorder the master died. I concealed the fact of his having swallowed nothing for four days, fearing it might lead to trouble, and then, I am persuaded, he did not abstain on purpose: it was the consequence of his strange illness, not the cause.

`We buried him, to the scandal of the whole neighbourhood, as he wished. Earnshaw and I, the sexton, and six men to carry the coffin, comprehended the whole attendance. The six men departed when they had let it down into the grave: we stayed to see it covered. Hareton, with a streaming face, dug green sods, and laid them over the brown mould himself: at present it is as smooth and verdant as its companion mounds--and I hope its tenant sleeps as soundly. But the country folk, if you ask them, would swear on the Bible that he walks: there are those who speak to having met him near the church, and on the moor, and even in this house. Idle tales, you'll say, and so say I. Yet that old man by the kitchen fire affirms he has seen two on `em, looking out of his chamber window, on every rainy night since his death: and an odd thing happened to me about a month ago. I was going to the Grange one evening--a dark evening, threatening thunder--and, just at the turn of the Heights, I encountered a little boy with a sheep and two lambs before him; he was crying terribly; and I supposed the lambs were skittish, and would not be guided.

"What's the matter, my little man?' I asked.

`There's Heathcliff and a woman, yonder, under t' nab,' he blubbered, `un' I darnut pass `em.'

I saw nothing; but neither the sheep nor he would go on; so I bid him take the road lower down. He probably raised the phantoms from thinking, as he traversed the moors alone, on the nonsense he had heard his parents and companions repeat. Yet, still, I don't like being out in the dark now; and I don't like being left by myself in this grim house: I cannot help it; I shall be glad when they leave it, and shift to the Grange.

`They are going to the Grange, then,' I said.

`Yes,' answered Mrs Dean, `is soon as they are married, and that will be on New Year's Day.'

`And who will live here, then?'

`Why, Joseph will take care of the house, and, perhaps, a lad to keep him company. They will live in the kitchen, and the rest will be shut up.'

`For the use of such ghosts as choose to inhabit it,' I observed.

`No, Mr Lockwood,' said Nelly, shaking her head. `I believe the dead are at peace: but it is not right to speak of them with levity.'

At that moment the garden gate swung to; the ramblers were returning.

`They are afraid of nothing,' I grumbled, watching their approach through the window. `Together they would brave Satan and all his legions.'

As they stepped on to the doorstones, and halted to take a last look at the moon--or, more correctly, at each other by her light--I felt irresistibly impelled to escape them again; and, pressing a remembrance into the hand of Mrs Dean, and disregarding her expostulations at my rudeness, I vanished through the kitchen as they opened the house-door; and so should have confirmed Joseph in his opinion of his fellow-servant's gay indiscretions, had he not fortunately recognized me for a respectable character by the sweet ring of a sovereign at his feet.

My walk home was lengthened by a diversion in the direction of the kirk. `When beneath its walls, I perceived decay had made progress, even in seven months: many a window showed black gaps deprived of glass; and slates jutted off, here and there, beyond the right line of the roof, to be gradually worked off in coming autumn storms.

I sought, and soon discovered, the three headstones on the slope next the moor: the middle one grey, and half buried in heath: Edgar Linton's only harmonized by the turf and moss creeping up its foot: Heathcliff's still bare.

I lingered round them, under that benign sky; watched the moths fluttering among the heath and harebells, listened to the soft wind breathing through the grass, and wondered how anyone could ever imagine unquiet slumbers for the sleepers in that quiet earth.


第三十四章03

“我并不生气,反而很感激,耐莉,“他说,“因为你提醒了我关于我所愿望的埋葬方式。要在晚上运到礼拜堂的墓园。如果你们愿意,你和哈里顿可以陪我去:特别要记住,注意教堂司事要遵照我关于两个棺木的指示!不需要牧师来;也不需要对我念叨些什么。——我告诉你我快要到达我的天堂了;别人的天堂在我是毫无价值的,我也不希罕。“

“假如你坚持固执地绝食下去,就那样死了,他们拒绝把你埋葬在礼拜堂范围之内呢?“我说,听到他对神这样漠视大吃一惊。

“那你怎么样呢?“

“他们不会这样作的,“他回答,“万一他们真这样作,你们一定要秘密地把我搬去;如果你们不管,你们就会证明出实际上死者并不是完全灭亡!“

他一听到家里别人在走动了,就退避到他的屋里去,我也呼吸得自在些了。但是在下午,当约瑟夫和哈里顿正在干活时,他又来到厨房里,带着狂野的神情,叫我到大厅里来坐着:他要有个人陪他。我拒绝了;明白地告诉他,他那奇怪的谈话和态度让我害怕,我没有那份胆量,也没有那份心意来单独跟他作伴。

“我相信你认为我是个恶魔吧,“他说,带着他凄惨的笑,“像是一个太可怕的东西,不合适在一个体面的家里过下去吧。“然后他转身对凯瑟琳半讥笑地说着。凯瑟琳正好在那里,他一进来,她就躲在我的背后了,——“你肯过来吗,小宝贝儿?我不会伤害你的。不!对你我已经把自己变得比魔鬼还坏了。好吧,有一个人不怕陪我!天呀!她是残酷的。啊,该死的!这对于有血有肉的人是太难堪啦——连我都受不了啦!“

他央求不要有人来陪他。黄昏时候他到卧室里去了。一整夜,直到早上我们听见他呻吟自语。哈里顿极想进去;但我叫他去请肯尼兹先生,他应该进去看看他。

等他来时,我请求进去,想试试开开门,我发现门锁上了;希刺克厉夫叫我们滚。他好些了,愿一个人呆着;因此医生又走了。

当晚下大雨。可真是,倾盆大雨一直下到天亮。在我清晨绕屋散步时,我看到主人的窗子开着摆来摆去,雨都直接打进去了。我想,他不在床上:这场大雨要把他淋透了。他一定不是起来了就是出去了。但我也不要再胡乱猜测了,我要大胆地进去看看。

我用另一把钥匙开了门,进去之后,我就跑去打开板壁,因为那卧室是空的;我很快地把板壁推开,偷偷一看,希刺克厉夫先生在那儿——仰卧着。他的眼睛那么锐利又凶狠地望着我,我大吃一惊;跟着仿佛他又微笑了。

我不能认为他是死了:可他的脸和喉咙都被雨水冲洗着;床单也在滴水,而他动也不动。窗子来回地撞,擦着放在窗台上的一只手;破皮的地方没有血流出来,我用我的手指一摸,我不能再怀疑了;他死了而且僵了!

我扣上窗子;我把他前额上长长的黑发梳梳;我想合上他的眼睛,因为如果可能的话,我是想在任何别人来看前消灭那种可怕的,像活人似的狂喜的凝视。眼睛合不上;它们像是嘲笑我的企图;他那分开的嘴唇和鲜明的白牙齿也在嘲笑!我又感到一阵胆怯,就大叫约瑟夫。约瑟夫拖拖拉拉地上来,叫了一声,却坚决地拒绝管闲事。

“魔鬼把他的魂抓去啦,“他叫,“还可以把他的尸体拿去,我可不在乎!唉!他是多坏的一个人啊,对死还龇牙咧嘴地笑!“这老罪人也讥嘲地龇牙咧嘴地笑着。

我以为他还打算要围绕着床大跳一阵呢;可是他忽然镇定下来,跪下来,举起他的手,感谢上天使合法的主人与古老的世家又恢复了他们的权利。

这可怕的事件使我昏了头:我不可避免地怀着一种压抑的悲哀回忆起往日。但是可怜的哈里顿,虽是最受委屈的,却也是唯一真正十分难受的人。他整夜坐在尸体旁边,真挚地苦苦悲泣。他握住它的手,吻那张人人都不敢注视的讥讽的、残暴的脸。他以那种从一颗慷慨宽容的心里很自然地流露出来的强烈悲痛来哀悼他,虽然那颗心是像钢一样地顽强。

肯尼兹先生对于主人死于什么病不知该怎样宣布才好。我把他四天没吃东西的事实隐瞒起来了,生怕会引起麻烦来,可我也确信他不是故意绝食;那是他的奇怪的病的结果,不是原因。

我们依着他愿望的那样把他埋葬了,四邻都认为是怪事。恩萧和我、教堂司事,和另外六个人一起抬棺木,这便是送殡全体。那六个人在他们把棺木放到坟穴里后就离去了。我们留在那儿看它掩埋好。哈里顿泪流满面,亲自掘着绿草泥铺在那棕色的坟堆上。目前这个坟已像其他坟一样地光滑青绿了——我希望这坟里的人也安睡得同样踏实。但是如果你问起乡里的人们,他们就会手按着圣经起誓说他还在走来走去:有些人说见过他在教堂附近,在旷野里,甚至在这所房子里。你会说这是无稽之谈,我也这么说。可是厨房火边的那个老头子肯定说,自从他死后每逢下雨的夜晚,他就看见他们两个从他的卧室窗口向外望:——大约一个月之前我也遇见一件怪事。有天晚上我正到田庄去——一个乌黑的晚上,快要有雷雨了——就在山庄转弯的地方,我遇见一个小男孩子,他前面有一只羊和两只羊羔。他哭得很厉害,我以为是羊羔撒野,不听他话。“怎么回事,我的小人儿?“我问。

“希刺克厉夫和一个女人在那边,在山岩底下,“他哭着,“我不敢走过。“

我什么也没看见,可是他和羊都不肯往前走;因此我就叫他从下面那条路绕过去,他也许是在他独自经过旷野时,想起他所听过的他父母和同伴们老是说起那些无稽之谈就幻想出鬼怪来。但现在我也不愿在天黑时出去了,我也不愿一个人留在这阴惨惨的房子里。我没办法。等他们离开这儿搬到田庄去时我就高兴了。

“那么,他们是要到田庄去啦?“我说。

“是的,“丁太太回答,“他们一结过婚就去,是在新年那天。“

“那么谁住在这里呢?“

“哪,约瑟夫照料这房子,也许,再找个小伙子跟他作伴。

他们将要住在厨房里,其余的房间都锁起来。“

“鬼可以利用它住下来吧?“我说。

“不,洛克乌德先生,“耐莉说,摇摇她的头。“我相信死者是太平了,可没有权利来轻贱他们。“

这时花园的门开了;遨游的人回来了。

“他们什么也不怕,“我咕噜着,从窗口望着他们走过来。

“两人在一起,他们可以勇敢地应付撒旦和它所有的军队的。“

他们踏上门阶,停下来对着月亮看最后一眼——或者,更确切地说,借着月光彼此对看着——我不由自主地又想躲开他们。我把一点纪念物按到丁太太手里,不顾她抗议我的莽撞,我就在他们开房门时,从厨房里溜掉了;要不是因为我幸亏在约瑟夫脚前丢下了一块钱,很好听地噹了一下,使他认出我是个体面人,他一定会认为他的同伴真的在搞风流韵事哩。

因为我绕路到教堂去而延长了回家的路程。当我走到教堂的墙脚下,我看出,只不过七个月的工夫,它就已经显得益发朽坏了。不止一个窗子没有玻璃,显出黑洞洞来;屋顶右边的瓦片有好几块地方凸出来,等到秋天的风雨一来,就要渐渐地掉光了。

我在靠旷野的斜坡上找那三块墓碑,不久就发现了:中间的一个是灰色的,一半埋在草里;埃德加-林惇的墓碑脚下才被草皮青苔复盖;希刺克厉夫的确还是光秃秃的。

我在那温和的天空下面,在这三块墓碑前留连!望着飞蛾在石南丛和兰铃花中扑飞,听着柔风在草间吹动,我纳闷有谁能想象得出在那平静的土地下面的长眠者竟会有并不平静的睡眠。