生活在19世纪末到20世纪初的英国著名小说家劳伦斯

生活在19世纪末到20世纪初的英国著名小说家劳伦斯，在欧洲大陆是第一个将人物心理分析纳入到小说创作的先行者之一。我们在对其小说进行阅读和欣赏的时候，需要学习和探讨的是：作者是如何运用独特的写作手法对笔下人物的内心世界进行细致入微地描写的。

根据劳伦斯的观点，他认为任何一个正常个体的心理发展过程在最初都是建立在性冲动基础之上的。性是人类生命力量的象征，任何有意识的或潜意识的对性的压抑都会有悖于个体自然的心理发展。过度的焦虑、抑郁会导致人性如火山般爆发。他的这一观点恰如其分地解释了在他的小说创作过程中，人物的内心深处剖析为什么有时读起来荒诞，甚至不合乎常人思想的逻辑。原因在于人的潜意识里有一种不可被预测的性的冲动在起着决定性的作用。

劳伦斯对于人物内心的刻画有自己独到的见解。在他看来，每个独立的个体都是两个自我的组合。其中一个自我，我们姑且称为“潜意识自我”，它代表着个体内心深处真实的情绪和情感的流露，也可以说是感性的领悟。另一个自我，我们不妨叫它“社会的自我”，它则代表着个体对自我社会形象的维护，它更趋向于对理性的捍卫。这两个自我独立地存在于个体的心灵深处，但又无时无刻不在针锋相对，激烈地抗争。一方面，当潜意识的自我在经过一番较量，终于战胜社会的自我时，人物的心灵就会表现出愉悦和健康的一面；另一方面，当社会的自我凌驾在潜意识自我之上时，个体则会表现为自我封闭、意志薄弱、生命活力殆尽，以至最终沦落为精神上的木偶。其实，现实生活中的个体和文艺作品中的人物都毫无例外地生活在这两个自我的抗争之中，无处不在，无时不在。

基于上述的理论和观点，在文学作品的创作中，劳伦斯时时刻刻地关注着他笔下人物内心世界的变化，笔墨不多，但细微传神，使人物心理刻画这一独特的写作手法对整篇文章情节的发展，小说背景气氛的铺垫起到了推波助澜的作用。

现在试以劳伦斯的短篇小说《马贩子的女儿》一文为例，分析劳伦斯是如何运用人物心理刻画这一写作手法来推动整个故事情节的展开和发展的。该小说讲述的是女主人公梅宝和年轻乡村医生杰克间的爱情故事。身为马贩子的女儿，梅宝的家境一度富足，但父亲去世

后，家道中落，三个哥哥冷酷又无能，兄妹间毫无手足之情可言。就在家境破落之时，三个哥哥竟相择路而逃，梅宝不堪内心的孤独和世事的炎凉，在为母亲上完坟后，选择了溺水来结束自己无望的生命。但事出有因，她又被乡村医生杰克冒着生命的危险从水中救出。为了让梅宝尽快脱险，杰克为她脱去湿衣物，裹上毯子保暖，醒来后的梅宝本能地认为医生爱上了自己。身处特殊环境和特殊事件的两个青年男女在经历了各自激烈的思想斗争之后，故事终于在男主人公杰克的“我要你，我要和你结婚，如有可能，我们明天就结婚”的许诺声中拉上了帷幕。

现在我们不妨首先回到故事开始男女主人公的初次相遇。当杰克礼貌地问及梅宝的去向打算时，梅宝只是用危险的眼神瞥了他一眼，这一眼让他感到非常的不安。回想一下这个用以界定眼神的形容词“危险”，一般而言，对于年轻女孩的眼神的描写，作家们宁可多用如“柔情似水”或“明眸善睐”之词，为什么劳伦斯此处偏挑了这么个耸人听闻的“危险”呢?其实，“危险”一词此处并非指梅宝对杰克的不友善，而是栩栩如生地刻画出了杰克心中的不为人知，甚至不为他自己所知的一个秘密。梅宝的眼神之所以看起来危险只不过是杰克心灵深处的一种感受和一种震撼，这是一种被诱惑的危险，也是一种在情感上被俘虏的危险。可惜的是，这一切发生得太突然，甚至连杰克自己都不能察觉。劳伦斯只用这一简单的措词，就向读者预示了男女主人公间的故事并非一般的爱情故事，某种潜伏的、激烈的、甜蜜的，但又可说是可怕的一段爱情故事就要开始了。根据劳伦斯对人性的理解来看，梅宝这危险的一瞥喻指着男女主人公潜意识里对性的压抑。单调的乡村生活、人满为患的小诊所、破落的家境、炎凉的世态这些都对男女主人公日后情感的爆发作好了铺垫，以至于故事在后期发展到高潮时，一切都是水到渠成，流畅自然。

接下来，我们跳过小说中段对故事情节的导入，进入小说后段男女主人公思想上激烈的碰撞。苏醒过来后的梅宝在确认是杰克帮自己脱下湿衣物而裹上毛毯后，本能地认为医生爱上了自己，并一再地追问：“你爱我吗?我知道，你是爱我的。”“梅宝匍匐在他脚前，用双手环抱着他的双腿，抬起脸用火辣辣的目光仰望着他，眼里掠过一丝对胜利的期盼，她毫无遮羞地深情地吻着他的膝盖。”此处，劳伦斯运用不多的笔墨把梅宝渴望爱与被爱。把被压

抑、扭曲得太久的人性的本能通过一连串动作淋漓尽致地表现了出来。一个活脱脱的、性格刚烈、勇敢地追求爱情的马贩子的女儿的形象就展现在读者眼前。面对梅宝的坦白，杰克的反应只是呆呆地站立，定定地看着她，他感觉到他的灵魂在被一点一点地溶化掉。一方面就医生职业而言，杰克一心想的是救护病人，即使面对梅宝裸露的身体也无任何私心杂念，他甚至根本就没考虑是否爱过或是会爱上她；但另一方面，他又震慑于梅宝的举止，不愿再用任何否定的方式重新把她推向死亡。就在此刻，杰克的内心深处展开了一场激烈的战斗。战斗的一方——“社会的自我”，或理性的代名词告诉他，接受梅宝的爱是对医生神圣职责的玷污；战斗的另一方——“潜意识自我”却正在摇旗呐喊。这一点我们可以从作者的行文中看出，“杰克觉得这一切太糟糕，他想撤退，赶紧地撤退，但不知怎么了，他全身发软，没有一丝逃跑的气力。”“一缕火焰燃烧到了握在她柔嫩肩膀上的——他的手，他从没打算去爱她。他的整个理智在疾呼，这一切太糟糕，但是握住她肩膀的感觉却如此美妙。他有一种屈服于她的恐惧感，但心理却有一丝隐隐的痛。”这种痛可解读成一种甜蜜的痛楚。随着思想战争的推进，战火越烧越旺，正被一点点摧毁的“社会自我”和正一步步前进的“潜意识自我”又怎么不会在杰克的心田留下阵阵的痛楚呢?就在杰克的思想徘徊斗争之际，梅宝敏感地察觉到了杰克的犹豫，“她的眼里充满了泪水和怀疑，死亡的阴影再次蒙上了她的双眼。”感性和理性这两支军队同样在梅宝的心灵展开了一场生死角逐。“他的心都碎了，伴随着一阵剧痛，他感觉到她滚烫的泪滴落在他的喉头。他低下头去吻了她，甚至都不知道他自己在做什么。”“一吻之后，她的眼里再次布满了泪水。”这是欣喜的泪水、解脱的泪水、胜利的泪水。如果说我们把杰克的吻理解成爱的宣言，那就可以把梅宝的泪看作是爱的证词。在经历了生与死的较量，在理会了情感和理智的抗争后，爱情终如梅宝所愿，悄悄地降临，这一切又怎能不让梅宝落泪呢?

在文章的末段，劳伦斯再次运用细腻的笔法，刻画了男女主人公微妙的心理变化，直至把小说的高潮推向了一个让亿万读者永远解读不清的一个悬念式的结尾。在读者无尽的遐思中，劳伦斯给小说拉上了神秘的帷幕，留给读者无穷的回味。

最后，如果您想更深刻地了解劳伦斯的该作品，就敬请您自己去细读吧!如果本文对剧

中的主人公心理刻画的分析能给您的阅读带来一些帮助的话，那也正是本文作者的目的所在。参考文献弗朗西斯·司各特·基·菲茨杰拉德（Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald，1896

年9月24日－1940年12月21日），美国二十世纪最杰出的作家之一，《了不起的盖茨比》是其代表作。了不起的盖茨比二十世纪二十年代的美国，空气里弥漫着欢歌与纵饮的气息。

一个偶然的机会，穷职员尼克闯入了挥金如土的大富翁盖茨比隐秘的世界，惊讶地发现，他内心惟一的牵绊竟是河对岸那盏小小的绿灯——灯影婆娑中，住着心爱的黛西。然而，冰冷

的现实容不下缥缈的梦，到头来，盖茨比心中的女神只不过是凡尘俗世的物质女郎。当一切真相大白，盖茨比的悲剧人生亦如烟花般，璀璨只是一瞬，幻灭才是永恒。一阕华丽的“爵

士时代”的挽歌，在菲茨杰拉德笔下，如诗如梦，在美国当代文学史上留下了墨色浓重的印痕。二十世纪末，美国学术界权威在百年英语文学长河中选出一百部最优秀的小说，《了不起的盖茨比》众望所归，高居第二位，傲然跻身当代经典行列。小说采用印象派的描写手法，

笔调既热烈又冷静，为奠定菲茨杰拉简介：19世纪早期的英国僻静的乡村，生活有着一成不变的模式。四季交替，对于住在大房子里的乡绅及其全家和对于住在小草屋里的村民

来说都是一样的。任何新鲜和古怪的事情在像福洛这样的村庄里都会遭到猜疑。

织工西拉斯。马南就很古怪。他独自居住，没人知道分的家庭情况如果你不知道分的父母

是谁你怎么能够信任他呢？他脸色苍白，眼神怪异，并且总是瞪着眼睛，因为他每天都要在织机上干很长时间的活，甚至星期天也干，而星期天他应该去教堂。他一定是魔鬼的朋友，村民们相互这么说。

可怜的西拉斯！他是一个忧伤、孤独的人，他唯一的朋友就是那些闪光的金币，那是他织布挣来的，被他藏在地板下面。但是变故总会发生，即便在瑞福洛这样安静的村庄里。乡绅的两个儿子之间有一个秘密，这导致争吵、抢夺，以及死亡。那是在一个下雪的夜晚，在离西拉斯的草屋不远的地方……

本文作者乔治·艾略特原名为玛丽安·伊万斯。玛丽安于1819年11月22日出生在英国华里克群的一座庄园里。玛丽安不漂亮，总爱穿素色衣报。但她非常聪明，接受过良好的教育，懂法文、德文、意大利文、希腊文和拉丁文，还擅长写作，精通音乐。她还对宗教、文学和哲学颇有研究。

年轻的玛丽安是个很虔诚的教徒。1841年她随父亲去伦敦，在那里她结识了许多当时

的名人，同他们讨论哲学和宗教。从那时起，玛丽安自称地她再也不信上帝了。

这个故事发生于18世纪未和19世纪初的英国。数百年来人们一直生活在村子和小镇上。他们在庄园里或自己家中工作，很少远离他们出生地。

随着镇上建起了大工厂，人们的生活也发生了变化。很多人搬到这些城镇去工厂里工作。在《织工马南》里，乔治·艾略特向我们讲诉了一个织布工的一生。她也向我们展现了乡村生活与城镇生活的差别。

织工马南》内容简介：

《织工马南》强调了因果报应这一道德观念，因其严谨的结构和细腻的心理描写，被认为是爱略特的重要作品之一。作品一开始便描写了织工马南因朋友背信弃义而被诬为小偷，不得不解除婚约离开老家的场面，对神和人彻底绝望的织工马南心怀忿恨，变得冷酷无情，把积攒钱财作为人生的第一要义，成了十足的守财奴，可是，积攒了十五年的钱财却全部被人偷走，织工马南变成了一无所有的穷光蛋，企图结束生命的织工马南因为一个三岁的孩子改变了人生。他收留了被遗弃的孩子，荒芜的内心也渐渐为人间的温情包围，他重新找到了人生的意义……

德在世界文学史上The story tells about a young man who attends witches’ Sabbath at the forest, instead of his wife’s beseeching him not to go. He meets lots of honorable persons he knows well in Salem village, including a score of church members who are famous for especial sanctity, good old deacon Gookin, and Goody Cloyse who is a pious teacher of the catechism. When he is about to be conformed into the group, he finds his wife there, which makes him call that ‘Look up to Heaven, and resist the Wicked One!’, and only finds he himself amid calm night and solitude. He returns home and since then he lives a gloomy life for he has knowledge about that everyone possesses some evil, including his own wife Faith, who should be most faithful one to him. In the story, Goodman Brown is a round character and his wife and others foil one s. As a na?ve young man before his journey, he believes that people around him are good and deserve his respect. After his journey, he loses his previous belief and thus becomes unhappy because he can never trust people around including those who he respects very much before, which can be seen through the change of his attitude towards life and people before and after he attends the witches’ Sabbath, revealed in such sentences as ‘Goodman Brown snatched away the child’, ‘lest the roof should thunder down upon’ and ‘he shrank from the bosom of Faith.’ He proves to be an honest person who can’t accept evil secret and thus the experience in the night is very horrible and unbelievable to him, totally changing his later life. But he is also not able to escape from the human potential for sin as he goes out for that journey and nearly joins the group.

Set in the Gothic texture of the New England forest, with the third person’s point of view, the story’s theme is about that sin or evil exists in every human spiri t, as what Melville called the “power of blackness”, and sometimes it is covered behind fames which prove to be unbelievable. By observing evil overnight, “a stern, a sad, a darkly meditative, a distrustful, if not a desperate man, did he become”. The change of a young man by observing evil, the man who may be an everyman named Brown, shows the impact of evil or knowledge about evil on human mentality and discloses that evil or sin is one of the reasons for human pain. 正如霍桑的大部分小说一样，《好小伙布朗》这部小说自始至终充满了晦暗、神秘的意象。本文对这种神秘、晦暗的意象进行了双重解读：一方面,这体现了霍桑深受清教思想和超验主义哲学影响的矛盾思想；另一方面，这也反映了霍桑的创作倾向与写作特色。

英文故事简介：

The story begins late one evening in 17th century Salem, Massachusetts, with young Goodman Brown leaving his home and Faith, his wife of three months, to meet with a mysterious figure deep in the forest. As they meet and proceed further into the dark forest, and it is broadly hinted that Goodman Brown's traveling companion is, in fact, the Devil, and that the purpose of their journey is to join in an unspecified but obviously unholy ritual. Goodman Brown is wavering and expresses reluctance, yet they continue on. As they journey Brown discovers others also proceeding to the meeting, many of them his townsfolk whom he had considered good Christians including his minister and deacon and the woman who taught him his catechism. He is astonished and disheartened and determines, once again, to turn back. But now he hears his wife's voice and realizes that she is one of those to be initiated at the meeting. Recognizing that he has lost his Faith (in both senses), he now resolves to carry out his original intention and enthusiastically joins the procession.

At the ceremony, carried out at a flame-lit, crude rocky altar in a clearing deep in the forest, the new converts are called to come forth. He and Faith approach the altar and, as they are about to be anointed in blood to seal their alliance with wickedness, he cries out to Faith to look to heaven and resist. In the next instant he finds himself standing alone in the forest, next to the cold, wet rock.

The narrator suggests that the experience might have been a dream, but Goodman Brown is deeply shaken. He lives out his days an embittered and suspicious cynic, wary of everyone around him, especially his wife Faith. The story concludes with this dismal statement:

"And when he had lived long, and was borne to his grave...they carved no hopeful verse upon his tombstone, for his dying hour was gloom."

的地贩马者的女儿By DH Lawrence

'Well, Mabel, and what are you going to do with yourself?' asked Joe, with foolish flippancy. He felt quite safe himself. Without listening for an answer, he turned aside, worked a grain of tobacco to the tip of his tongue, and spat it out. He did not care about anything, since he felt safe himself.

好啦，玛贝尔，你怎么打算？”乔的问话愚蠢又刻薄。他感觉良好，等不及回答，他就转过脸去，吐掉了舌尖上的一丝烟叶。他对一切都无所谓，什么都不必担心。

The three brothers and the sister sat round the desolate breakfast table, attempting some sort of desultory consultation. The morning's post had given the final tap to the family fortunes, and all was over. The dreary dining-room itself, with its heavy mahogany furniture, looked as if it were waiting to be done away with.

兄弟三个和妹妹围坐在黯淡凄凉的早餐桌前，扯着些没有边际的话题。早晨的邮件将这个家庭的命运推向了边缘，再也没有希望了。阴沉的饭厅以及笨重的桃花心木家具，似乎在等待着死神的降临。

But the consultation amounted to nothing. There was a strange air of ineffectuality about the three men, as they sprawled at table, smoking and reflecting vaguely on their own condition. The girl was alone, a rather short, sullen-looking young woman of twenty-seven. She did not share the same life as her brothers. She would have been good-looking, save for the impassive fixity of her face, 'bull-dog', as her brothers called it.

遗憾的是，家庭会议毫无结果。一种挫败的生疏的气氛萦绕在这三个男人间，他们懒散的围坐在餐桌周围，吃烟，心不在焉的想着各自的处境。屋子里的姑娘她相当瘦小，脸色阴郁，已是27岁的成年女子。她独自一人，过着与她兄弟们完全全不同的生活，她本有着姣好的容貌，但由于她脸上一成不变的表情令人望而生畏，“斗牛犬”，正如她兄弟们叫她的那样。There was a confused tramping of horses' feet outside. The three men all sprawled round in their chairs to watch. Beyond the dark holly-bushes that separated the strip of lawn from the highroad, they could see a cavalcade of shire horses swinging out of their own yard, being taken for exercise. This was the last time. These were the last horses that would go through their hands. The young men watched with critical, callous look. They were all frightened at the collapse of their lives, and the sense of disaster in which they were involved left them no inner freedom.

远远的，外面传来模糊的沉重的马蹄声，男人们瘫坐的椅子里往外张望。越过将狭长的草坪从大路分开的冬青灌木丛，可以看见一大群夏尔马摇晃着走出马厩，这是最后一次训练了，这也是最后一批经手的马匹了。三个年轻人带着挑剔冷漠的表情望着这一切，生活的崩塌令他们不知所措，陷进失败的沼泽的感觉没有留给他们选择的自由。

Yet they were three fine, well-set fellows enough. Joe, the eldest, was a man of thirty-three, broad and handsome in a hot, flushed way. His face was red, he twisted his black moustache over a thick finger, his eyes were shallow and restless. He had a sensual way of uncovering his teeth when he laughed, and his bearing was stupid. Now he watched the horses with a glazed look of helplessness in his eyes, a certain stupor of downfall.

但是，兄弟三个关系不错，手足之情牢不可破。乔，年龄最大，红脸膛，33岁的他高大魁梧，帅气，热烈奔放，易激动。他肥厚的手指拧着他那黑漆漆的髭须，淡蓝色的眼睛显得焦躁不安。当他露齿而笑时显出他性感的一面，但他的举止风度却令人不敢恭维。现在，他为

某种幻灭感所携裹，正凝望着马队，他目光呆滞，无能为力。

The great draught-horses swung past. They were tied head to tail, four of them, and they heaved along to where a lane branched off from the highroad, planting their great hoofs floutingly in the fine black mud, swinging their great rounded haunches sumptuously, and trotting a few sudden steps as they were led into the lane, round the corner. Every movement showed a massive, slumbrous strength, and a stupidity which held them in subjection. The groom at the head looked back, jerking the leading rope. And the cavalcade moved out of sight up the lane, the tail of the last horse, bobbed up tight and stiff, held out taut from the swinging great haunches as they rocked behind the hedges in a motionlike sleep.

大队的役马过去了。四个一组，从头到尾被栓在一起，在一条从大路岔开去的小路前，它们停下来无所顾忌地踢踏着脚下细黑的污泥，剧烈地摇晃着它们巨大浑圆的臀部，当它们被赶往拐角处的小路时，又疾走几步。每一次一动都显得困难重重，试图使这些马匹顺从的努力看起来也愚不可及。走在前面的马夫转过头来，猛扯缰绳。不一会功夫，马队上了小路，从视线中消失了，突然，最后一匹马的尾巴翘地老高，僵直紧绷，与那些摇晃着它们那巨大浑圆的臀部的昏昏欲睡的挡在树篱后的马队形成了鲜明的对比。

Joe watched with glazed hopeless eyes. The horses were almost like his own body to him. He felt he was done for now. Luckily he was engaged to a woman as old as himself, and therefore her father, who was steward of a neighbouring estate, would provide him with a job. He would marry and go into harness. His life was over, he would be a subject animal now.

乔无助地，目光呆滞地凝望着。他想象着自己的身体就如同那些马匹一样，他觉得自己已经完了。值得庆幸的是，他和一个跟他一般年龄的姑娘订了婚，姑娘的父亲是附近一个农庄的管理者，也许能给他一个工作。他将结婚，受人奴役。人生结束了，从此将过着与受人支配的动物并无二致的生活。

He turned uneasily aside, the retreating steps of the horses echoing in his ears. Then, with foolish restlessness, he reached for the scraps of bacon-rind from the plates, and making a faint whistling sound, flung them to the terrier that lay against the fender. He watched the dog swallow them, and waited till the creature looked into his eyes. Then a faint grin came on his face, and in a high, foolish voice he said:

'You won't get much more bacon, shall you, you little b----?'

The dog faintly and dismally wagged its tail, then lowered his haunches, circled round, and lay down again.

他不安地转向一边，可是马匹退却的脚步声仍萦绕于耳际，挥之不去。然后，带着笨拙有焦躁不安的心情，他伸手去拿碟子里小片的咸猪肉皮，同时发出一声虚弱的哨音，猛地扔给了靠在壁炉挡板边的小猎狗。他注视着小猎狗吞下猪肉皮，直至这小家伙抬头看他的眼睛。这时，他脸上浮现出一丝笑意，然后以高昂却笨拙的声音说：

“没有了，是吧，你这小----”小猎狗闷闷地微微摇了摇尾巴，然后垂下狗屁股，将身子蜷成一团，重又躺下了。The Horse Dealer's Daughter(two)(2008-09-09 17:41:54)标签：杂谈 There was another helpless silence at the table. Joe sprawled uneasily in his seat, not willing to go till the family conclave was dissolved. Fred Henry, the second brother, was erect, clean-limbed, alert. He had watched the passing of the horses with more sang-froid. If he was an animal, like Joe, he was an animal which

controls, not one which is controlled. He was master of any horse, and he carried himself with a well-tempered air of mastery. But he was not master of the situations of life. He pushed his coarse brown moustache upwards, off his lip, and glanced irritably at his sister, who sat impassive and inscrutable.

餐桌周围也是一片无助的沉默。乔瘫坐在椅子上，在家庭会议结束之前，他不想离开。第二个兄弟佛瑞德.亨利，他身材挺拔，手足匀称，机灵敏捷。望着马队走过，他显得更加镇静自若。如果他是个动物，像乔一样，他也是个动物的领导者，而不是被领导的动物。他熟悉每一匹马的习性，并能恰当合理控制自己的脾性。然而他也不是生活角逐中的胜利者，推了推唇上的棕色胡子，不无恼火地看了他妹妹一眼。她坐在那里，面无表情，令人难以捉摸。'You'll go and stop with Lucy for a bit, shan't you?' he asked. The girl did not answer.'I don't see what else you can do,' persisted Fred Henry.'Go as a skivvy,' Joe interpolated laconically.The girl did not move a muscle.'If I was her, I should go in for training for a nurse,' said Malcolm, the youngest of them all. He was the baby of the family, a young man of twenty-two, with a fresh, jaunty museau. “你将去和露西暂住一起，是吧？”他问到，但却没有得到回答。“我觉得你什么都做不了。”佛瑞德.亨利不肯善罢甘休。“去做女佣得了。”乔横插一杠。“我是她啊，干脆做个看护得了。”马尔科姆也不甘寂寞，一副不通世故，洋洋得意的嘴脸。他是这个家里最小的一个，只有22岁。But Mabel did not take any notice of him. They had talked at her and round her for so many years, that she hardly heard them at all.

但玛贝尔对他置若罔闻。他们在她周围喋喋不休了这么多年，她压根儿就没当回事儿。

The marble clock on the mantel-piece softly chimed the half-hour, the dog rose uneasily from the hearthrug and looked at the party at the breakfast table. But still they sat on in ineffectual conclave.

'Oh, all right,' said Joe suddenly, a propos of nothing. 'I'll get a move on.' 半小时过去了，壁炉台上的大理石锺轻轻地响了起来，炉前小地毯上的小猎狗不安的站了起来，张望着餐桌周围的所有人。但他们仍坐在那里，进行着那毫无进展的家庭会议。“噢，好吧，”乔突然说道，a propos o f nothing “我活动活动。”He pushed back his chair, straddled his knees with a downward jerk, to get them free, in horsy fashion, and went to the fire. Still he did not go out of the room; he was curious to know what the others would do or say. He began to charge his pipe, looking down at the dog and saying, in a high, affected voice:

'Going wi' me? Going wi' me are ter? Tha'rt goin' further than tha counts on just now, dost hear?'他向后推了推椅子，为了舒活筋骨，他以马步的姿势叉开两膝迅速蹲了下去，然后朝着壁炉走去。但他没有离开这间屋子，他很想知道其他人会做些什么或者说些什么。他开始装他的烟斗，低头看着那条狗，以一种高昂却又装模作样的声音问到：

“跟我？还是跟他们？必须马上作出决定，听到没有？”

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The dog faintly wagged its tail, the man stuck out his jaw and covered his pipe with his hands, and puffed intently, losing himself in the tobacco, looking down all the while at the dog with an absent brown eye. The dog looked up at him in mournful distrust. Joe stood with his knees stuck out, in real horsy fashion.

小狗微微晃了晃尾巴。乔伸长下巴，用手盖住了他的烟斗，狠狠的吸了一口，一直盯着小狗那迷离恍惚的眼神，他在烟雾中完全迷失了。小猎狗抬头望着他，眼神里满是令人神伤的疑惑。乔站在那里，伸长的两膝像极了马的姿势。'Have you had a letter from Lucy?' Fred

Henry asked of his sister.你收到露西的信了吗？”佛瑞德.亨利问他妹妹。

'Last week,' came the neutral reply.上周收到的。”淡淡的回答。

'And what does she say?'“她怎么说？”There was no answer.没有回答。'Does she ask you to go and stop there?' persisted Fred Henry.“她邀请你跟她一起住？”佛瑞德.亨利打破砂锅问到底。

'She says I can if I like.'“只要我愿意。”

'Well, then, you'd better. Tell her you'll come on Monday.'“那么，这样最好了。告诉他你星期一就去。”This was received in silence.没有声息。'That's what you'll do then, is it?' said Fred Henry, in some exasperation.

“你就这种态度？”佛瑞德.亨利有些火了。

But she made no answer. There was a silence of futility and irritation in the room. Malcolm grinned fatuously.仍然没有回答。屋子里安静极了，充满了徒劳无益和愤怒。马尔科姆在那里傻笑。'You'll have to make up your mind between now and next Wednesday,' said Joe loudly, 'or else find yourself lodgings on the kerbstone.'

“从现在到下周三你必须作出决定。”乔大声说到，“否则，自己露宿街头。”

The face of the young woman darkened, but she sat on immutable.霎时，玛贝尔脸色阴沉，但她仍无动于衷。

Here's Jack Fergusson!' exclaimed Malcolm, who was looking aimlessly out of the window.“杰克.菲尔古森来了。”马尔科姆叫了起来，他的望着窗外游移不定。

'Where?' exclaimed Joe, loudly

“在哪？”乔大声问道The Horse Dealer's Daughter(four)(2008-09-09 17:51:32)标签：杂谈 'Just gone past.' “刚刚过去。”'Coming in?'“进来了？”Malcolm craned his neck to see the gate.马尔科姆伸长脖子望着门口。'Yes,' he said.“嗯。”他答道。There was a silence. Mabel sat on like one condemned, at the head of the table. Then a whistle was heard from the kitchen. The dog got up and barked sharply. Joe opened the door and shouted:'Come on.'

又没有声息了。玛贝尔坐在餐桌最前方，像个被审判者。不一会儿功夫，口哨声在厨房那边响起，小猎狗跳起来尖声狂吠。乔打开门叫道：“进来吧。”

After a moment a young man entered. He was muffled up in overcoat and a purple woollen scarf, and his tweed cap, which he did not remove, was pulled down on his head. He was of medium height, his face was rather long and pale, his eyes looked tired. 不一会儿一个年轻人进来了，厚厚的大衣将他包裹的严严实实，一条紫色羊毛披肩，一顶软尼斜纹便帽罩在他头上。他中等身材，相当长的面孔，苍白的脸色，眼神看起来疲惫不堪。'Hello, Jack! Well, Jack!' exclaimed Malcolm and Joe. Fred Henry merely said, 'Jack.' “你好，杰克。”马尔科姆和乔打了招呼。佛瑞德.亨利只是淡淡叫了声“杰克”。

'What's doing?' asked the newcomer, evidently addressing Fred Henry.

怎么样？”很明显，杰克在问佛瑞德.亨利。Same. We've got to be out by Wednesday.--Got a cold?'老样子，下周三我们就要滚蛋了。感冒了？”I have--got it bad, too.'

嗯，糟透了。”'Why don't you stop in?'怎么不呆在家里?”Me stop in? When I can't stand on my legs, perhaps I shall have a chance.' The young man spoke huskily. He had a slight Scotch accent.家里？我的碰碰运气，总得自食其力啊!”这个年轻人声音沙哑，有点苏格兰口音。'It's a knock-out, isn't it,' said Joe, boisterously, 'if a doctor goes round croaking with a cold. Looks bad for the patients, doesn't it?'

“优胜劣汰，是吧？”乔有点不着边际，“一个医生感冒了，到处传染嘶哑的嗓音，这对病

人来说可不大好，对吧？”The young doctor looked at him slowly.年轻医生慢慢转向他。'Anything the matter with you, then?' he asked sarcastically.“关你什么事？”医生语带讽刺。'Not as I know of. Damn your eyes, I hope not. Why?'“当然不。狗咬吕洞宾，不识好人心，我可不想这样，为何？”'I thought you were very concerned about the patients, wondered if you might be one yourself.'“我还以为你高尚无比呢，却不知你只在乎你自己。”Damn it, no, I've never been patient to no flaming doctor, and hope I never shall be,' returned Joe.

“该死，不，我可从来不是冷漠医生的病人，恐怕永远不会。”乔反唇相讥。

At this point Mabel rose from the table, and they all seemed to become aware of her existence. She began putting the dishes together. The young doctor looked at her, but did not address her. He had not greeted her. She went out of the room with the tray, her face impassive and unchanged.这是玛贝尔站了起来，他们似乎到现在才意识到她的存在。她开始收拾桌上的餐具。年轻医生看着她，但并没有和她说话，他从来没有和她说过话。她端着托盘离开了房间，脸上的表情一如既往。'When are you off then, all of you?' asked the doctor.“你们什么时候离开，所有人？”医生问道。

位起到了不可或缺的作用。