Chapter5 The Cry in the Corridor走廊里的哭声-双语名著无障碍阅读丛书——《秘密花园The Secret Garden》

Chapter V The Cry in the Corridor At first each day which passed by for Mary Lennox was exactly like the others. Every morning she awoke in her tapestried room and found Martha kneeling upon the hearth building her fire;every morning she ate her breakfast in the nursery which had nothing amusing in it;and after each breakfast she gazed out of the window across to the huge moor which seemed to spread out on all sides and climb up to the sky,and after she had stared for a while she realized that if she did not go out she would have to stay in and do nothing-and so she went out.She did not know that this was the best thing she could have done,and she did not know that,when she began to walk quickly or even run along the paths and down the avenue,she was stirring her slow blood and making herself stronger by fighting with the wind which swept down from the moor.She ran only to make herself warm,and she hated the wind which rushed at her face and roared and held her back as if it were some giant she could not see.But the big breaths of rough fresh air blown over the heather filled her lungs with something which was good for her whole thin body and whipped some red color into her cheeks and brightened her dull eyes when she did not know anything about it. But after a few days spent almost entirely out of doors she wakened one morning knowing what it was to be hungry,and when she sat down to her breakfast she did not glance disdainfully at her porridge and push it away,but ·072· 第五章走廊里的哭声 对于玛丽·蓝妮克斯来说，最初的几天似乎只是日 复一日单调的重复。每天早上，她都会在自己挂满壁毯 的房间中醒来，看着玛莎跪坐在壁炉前生火：每天早上， 她都会在自己那间毫无乐子可寻的儿童室中吃早餐：早 餐过后，她便会透过玻璃窗，跳望那片无边无际、一直 延伸至天空的旷野，而一会儿过后，她总会意识到，假 若自己不外出的话，便只能闷在房间里无所事事一于 是，她便会出门。玛丽并没有意识到，自己已经做出了 最好的决定，而她同样没有意识到的是，当她开始沿着 小径或是大路越走越快，甚至是奔跑起来的时候，她身 体里缓慢流动着的血液正在逐渐沸腾，而当她与旷野上 的疾风做斗争的时候，自己也在一点一点变得强壮。她 奔跑着，只是为了能让自己暖和起来，她也讨厌旷野上 的风，因为它们擦过脸庞，呼啸而过，就像一位看不见 ①giant['d3aiant]m,巨人 的巨人，拖住她的步伐。然而，那一阵阵吹拂过石楠花 的新鲜空气虽有几分粗暴，却在充斥着她整个肺部的同 ②whip[wip]v.拍击 时，为她那瘦弱的小身躯带去了裨益，将她的脸颊拍抚 出红润的色泽，也令她那双呆滞的双眼逐渐灵动起来， 而这一切都是玛丽所不知道的。 然而，在玛丽连续许多天都整日在户外度过后，某 天早上，当她醒来后，小姑娘突然体会到了饥饿的感觉。 而当她坐在早餐桌前的时候，她不再只是不屑地看着碗 ·073· ChapterV The Cry in the Corridor took up her spoon and began to eat it and went on eating it until her bowl was empty. "Tha'got on well enough with that this mornin',didn't tha'?"said Martha. "It tastes nice today,"said Mary,feeling a little surprised her self. "It's th'air of th'moor that's givin'thee stomach for tha'victuals," answered Martha."It's lucky for thee that tha's got victuals as well as appetite. There's been twelve in our cottage as had th'stomach an'nothin'to put in it. You go on playin'you out o'doors every day an'you'll get some flesh on your bones an'you won't be so yeller." “Idon't play,”said Mary.have nothing to play with.” "Nothin'to play with!"exclaimed Martha."Our children plays with sticks and stones.They just runs about an'shouts an'looks at things."Mary did not shout,but she looked at things.There was nothing else to do.She walked round and round the gardens and wandered about the paths in the park.Sometimes she looked for Ben Weatherstaff,but though several times she saw him at work he was too busy to look at her or was too surly.Once when she was walking toward him he picked up his spade and turned away as if he did it on purpose. One place she went to oftener than to any other.It was the long walk outside the gardens with the walls round them.There were bare flower-beds on either side of it and against the walls ivy grew thickly.There was one part of the wall where the creeping dark green leaves were more bushy than elsewhere. It seemed as if for a long time that part had been neglected.The rest of it had been clipped and made to look neat,but at this lower end of the walk it had not been trimmed②at all. A few days after she had talked to Ben Weatherstaff,Mary stopped to notice this and wondered why it was so.She had just paused and was looking up at a long spray of ivy swinging in the wind when she saw a gleam of scarlet and heard a brilliant chirp,and there,on the top of the wall,forward perched Ben Weatherstaff's robin redbreast,tilting forward to look at her with his small ·074· 第五章 走廊里的哭声 里的粥并把它推到一边，而是拿起勺子，一勺一勺地吃 了起来，直到整碗粥都见了底。 “看来今天早上吃的还挺合你胃口的，是不？”玛 莎说。 “今天的食物味道还不错。”玛丽应道，自己也不 由有几分惊讶。 “准是旷野上的空气让你胃口大开了，”玛莎回答。 “像你这样又有食物又有食欲的，真是幸运啊。我家屋 儿里有十二张嘴嘞，就是不晓得往里面塞点啥。要是你 每天都能出去玩儿玩儿，很快就能长点儿肉了，脸色也 不会这般蜡黄。” “我不玩儿，”玛丽说，“我没得可玩儿。” “没得可玩儿！”玛莎难以置信道，“我们家的孩 子玩儿的是树枝和石子。他们就那样到处跑跑，叫嚷叫 嚷，再看看周围的东西。” 玛丽并没有叫嚷过，但她确实看到过一些东西。除 此之外，她也没什么可以做的了。她在花园里面走来走 去，也在公园里的小径上悠闲地散步。有时候，她会去 找本·韦泽斯塔夫。尽管有那么几次，玛丽确实看到他 在那里工作，但他不是太过忙碌就是太过暴躁，从不曾 看过她一眼。有一次，当玛丽朝他走过去的时候，他居 然检起铁锹，转过身便离开了，就像故意忽视她一般。 creep [kri:p以.（蔓、根等）】 有一个地方是玛丽最常去的，那便是花园之外、围 蔓延；攀附 墙之中那段长长的道路。道路的两旁都是光秃秃的花 坛，墙上则生长着茂密的常春藤。而在某一片位置上， ②trim[trim]y.修剪 原本攀附在墙面上深绿色的叶子却比其他地方更加浓 密，好似这里已被人们遗忘了许久。其他地方的叶子都 修剪得整整齐齐，而道路这端却丝毫没有人去打理。 在玛丽第一次遇到本·韦泽斯塔夫的几天之后，她 ③spray[sprei]n.枝状物 偶然停驻在这里，发现了这一点，心里也有几分好奇。 当时她正停下脚步，抬头看着一条长长的常春藤随风飘 ④tt[国v.倾斜，倾侧 荡，不经意间便瞥到了一点红色的光芒，还听到了一声 清脆的鸟鸣，而就在那里，本·韦泽斯塔夫的那只红胸 ·075· ChapterV The Cry in the Corridor head on one side. "Oh!"she cried out,"is it you-is it you?"And it did not seem at all queer to her that she spoke to him as if she were sure that he would understand and answer her. He did answer.He twittered and chirped and hopped along the wall as if he were telling her all sorts of things.It seemed to Mistress Mary as if she understood him,too,though he was not speaking in words.It was as if he said: "Good morning!Isn't the wind nice?Isn't the sun nice?Isn't everything nice?Let us both chirp and hop and twitter.Come on!Come on!" Mary began to laugh,and as he hopped and took little flights along the wall she ran after him.Poor little thin,sallow,ugly Mary-she actually looked almost pretty for a moment. "I like you!I like you!"she cried out,pattering down the walk;and she chirped and tried to whistle,which last she did not know how to do in the least. But the robin seemed to be quite satisfied and chirped and whistled back at her. At last he spread his wings and made a darting flight to the top of a tree,where he perched and sang loudly.That reminded Mary of the first time she had seen him.He had been swinging on a tree-top then and she had been standing in the orchard.Now she was on the other side of the orchard and standing in the path outside a wall-much lower down-and there was the same tree inside. "It's in the garden no one can go into,"she said to herself."It's the garden without a door.He lives in there.How I wish I could see what it is like!" She ran up the walk to the green door she had entered the first morning. Then she ran down the path through the other door and then into the orchard, and when she stood and looked up there was the tree on the other side of the wall,and there was the robin just finishing his song and,beginning to preen his feathers with his beak. ·076· 第五章 走廊里的哭声 知更鸟就栖在墙壁的上沿，前倾着身子歪头打量她。 “啊！”她惊叫出声，“是你一是你对吧？”那 只鸟看上去一点儿都不陌生，而玛丽与它交流着，仿佛 确定它能够听懂自己的话并给出回答一样。 它确实回答了。它叽叽喳喳地叫着，在墙沿上跳来 跳去，好像在向她讲述着各种各样的故事。同样，尽管 它说的并非是人类的语言，女王玛丽却仿佛听得懂一 般。它好像在说： “早上好！今天的风很美好！太阳很美好！一切都 很美好！让我们一起叽叽喳喳，跳来跳去吧。来吧！来 吧！” 玛丽笑了起来。知更鸟在墙壁上边跳边飞，她便也 跑跑跳跳地跟在它的身后。玛丽这个又瘦又小、面目丑 ①patter[paeto]v.（脚)吧 陋、肤色蜡黄的可怜姑娘—在这一瞬间，她几乎变得 嗒地响着跑 漂亮起来了。 “我喜欢你！我喜欢你！”玛丽大声说着。她一边 轻盈地在小路上跑跑跳跳，一边欢快地说着话，还试着 吹了几声口哨，而她甚至不知道应该怎样吹口哨。但那 只知更鸟似乎很是满意，也对着她喳喳地叫了起来。最 后，它展开双翼，猛地冲向了树顶，站在那里高声唱起 了歌。 这令玛丽想起了自己第一次见到它时的场景。那时 候，它正栖在树顶上摇摇荡荡，而她正站在果园中。而 眼下，她正身处果园的另一侧，站在墙外的小路上，但 墙内的却还是同一棵树。 “这就是那座没有人进得去的花园，”她自言自语 道，“这就是那座没有门的花园。它就住在里面。真 望我能亲眼看看里面的样子。” ②preen[pri:n]v.(鸟)用 她沿着小路跑到高处，最后停在了自己第一天进去 嘴整理羽毛 的那扇绿门之前。随后，她又沿着小路穿过另一扇门跑 进了果园。而当她停下脚步拾起头的时候，她看到了围 墙对面的那棵树，也看到了那只知更鸟，它刚刚高歌了 一曲，现下正在用鸟喙梳理着身上的羽毛。 ·077· ChapterV The Cry in the Corridor 'It is the garden,”she said.am sure it is.” She walked round and looked closely at that side of the orchard wall,but she only found what she had found before-that there was no door in it.Then she ran through the kitchen-gardens again and out into the walk outside the long ivy-covered wall,and she walked to the end of it and looked at it,but there was no door;and then she walked to the other end,looking again,but there was no door. "It's very queer,"she said."Ben Weatherstaff said there was no door and there is no door.But there must have been one ten years ago,because Mr. Craven buried the key." This gave her so much to think of that she began to be quite interested and feel that she was not sorry that she had come to Misselthwaite Manor.In India she had always felt hot and too languid to care much about anything.The fact was that the fresh wind from the moor had begun to blow the cobwebs out of her young brain and to waken her up a little. She stayed out of doors nearly all day,and when she sat down to her supper at night she felt hungry and drowsy and comfortable.She did not feel cross when Martha chattered away.She felt as if she rather liked to hear her,and at last she thought she would ask her a question.She asked it after she had finished her supper and had sat down on the hearth-rug before the fire. “Why did Mr.Craven hate the garden?”she said.. She had made Martha stay with her and Martha had not objected at all.She was very young,and used to a crowded cottage full of brothers and sisters,and she found it dull in the great servants'hall downstairs where the footman and upper-housemaids made fun of her Yorkshire speech and looked upon her as a common little thing,and sat and whispered among themselves.Martha liked to talk,and the strange child who had lived in India,and been waited upon by blacks,”was novelty③enough to attract her.. She sat down on the hearth herself without waiting to be asked. ·078· 第五章 走廊里的哭声 “这就是那座花园了。”她说，“我确定。” 她沿着花园的外围四处走动，仔细观察着果园这边 的墙壁，却没有什么新的发现，也没有看到门的痕迹。 后来，她又一次奔跑着穿过了菜园，跑到了围墙外面的 小路上，顺着那覆盖着长长常春藤的墙面一路走到头， 边走边看，却还是没有发现哪里有门；于是，她又走到 了另一端，依然寻找着，却仍旧一无所获。 “真是太奇怪了，”她说，“本·韦泽斯塔夫说这里 没有门，而事实也确实是这样的。但是十年前肯定是有 的，柯莱文先生还把钥匙埋起来了呢。” 玛丽的脑海中有太多东西需要整理了，而这令她感 到颇有些兴致勃勃，也不再后悔自己来了米瑟斯韦特庄 园。在印度的时候，天气永远都是那样闷热，她也总是 ①languid [laengwid]a.无 没精打采的，什么也不想做。而如今，旷野上清爽的风 精打采的，懒洋洋的 正逐渐吹散她幼小心灵中的阴霾，也令她一点点振作了 ②cobweb[kabweb]n.类似 蜘蛛网的东西 起来。 她几乎整日都在外面玩耍，而到了傍晚，每当她坐 在晚餐桌前的时候，玛丽都能感受到几分饥饿，几分困 倦，还有几分舒适。玛莎依旧喋喋不休，但她却不再感 到烦躁。她觉得自己似乎是喜欢听着她唠叨的，而到了 最后，玛丽想到，自己有一个问题或许是可以问她的。 于是，晚餐过后，当她坐在壁炉前的小毯上时，她问出 了口。 “柯莱文先生为什么讨厌那座花园？” 就在刚才，她让玛莎陪自己待一会儿，而玛莎也没 有表示出任何异议。她年纪尚轻，习惯了和一大群弟弟 妹妹挤在小屋里过日子，楼下下人房里的生活令她感到 枯燥无味，侍从和高级女佣们还会拿她的约克郡口音寻 乐子，他们只当她是一个粗俗的小东西，相互之间还会 坐在那里窃窃私语地谈论她。玛莎本就喜欢同人说话， ③novelty[nov3ltia.新颗 于是，这个从前生活在印度、习惯了被“黑人”服待的 的，新奇的 奇怪小孩对她来说便足够新奇，也足够吸引她。 还没等玛丽开口，她便也坐在了壁炉边。 ·079· ChapterV The Cry in the Corridor "Art tha'thinkin'about that garden yet?"she said."I knew tha'would. That was just the way with me when I first heard about it." "Why did he hate it?"Mary persisted. Martha tucked her feet under her and made herself quite comfortable. “Listen to th'wind wutherin②，round the house,”she said.“You could bare stand up on the moor if you was out on it tonight." Mary did not know what"wutherin'"meant until she listened,and then she understood.It must mean that hollow shuddering sort of roar which rushed round and round the house as if the giant no one could see were buffeting it and beating at the walls and windows to try to break in.But one knew he could not get in,and somehow it made one feel very safe and warm inside a room with a red coal fire. "But why did he hate it so?"she asked,after she had listened.She intended to know if Martha did. Then Martha gave up her store of knowledge. "Mind,"she said,"Mrs.Medlock said it's not to be talked about.There's lots o'things in this place that's not to be talked over.That's Mr.Craven's orders.His troubles are none servants'business,he says.But for th'garden he wouldn't be like he is.It was Mrs.Craven's garden that she had made when first they were married an'she just loved it,an'they used to'tend the flowers themselves.An'none o'th'gardeners was ever let to go in.Him an'her used to go in an'shut th'door an'stay there hours an'hours,readin'and talkin'.An'she was just a bit of a girl an'there was an old tree with a branch bent like a seat on it.An'she made roses grow over it an'she used to sit there.But one day when she was sittin'there th'branch broke an'she fell on th'ground an'was hurt so bad that next day she died.Th'doctors thought he'd go out o'his mind an'die, too.That's why he hates it.No one's never gone in since,an'he won't let any one talk about it..” Mary did not ask any more questions.She looked at the red fire and ·080· 第五章 走廊里的哭声 “你还想着那个院子嘞？”她说，“我就知道。我 第一次听说的时候也是这样来着。” “他为什么讨厌那里？”玛丽执着地问着。 ①tuck[wk]y.把…塞进 玛莎盘起双腿，好让自己坐得舒服些 wuthering ['wAOarin]a. “听这房子周围呼啸的风声，”她开口道，“要是你 (风等)呼啸的，咆哮 5 今儿个晚上还在旷野上待着的话，保准站都站不稳。” 听到这话之前，玛丽并不知道“呼啸”是什么意思， 但是现在她却明白了。“呼啸”指的一定便是房子周围 ③hollow[holau]a.(声音) 回荡着的那种令人战栗的鸣鸣声，就好像一位看不见的 空洞的，沉闷的 shuddering ['SAdarin]a. 巨人正用力推搡操着它，捶打着墙壁和窗户，试图闯进屋 【因恐惧、寒冷等而) 子里来。但是你就是知道他是进不来的，而这莫名就让 打战的 ⑤buffet[bwf间y.连续猛 人在这间燃着红红炭火的屋子里感受到了一种安全与温 击，连续地打，反复敲 暖的情绪。 打 “可是他为什么那样憎恶那里？”听了一会儿风声， 玛丽又问了一遍。她只是想知道玛莎是否了解内情。 就这样，玛莎将自己知道的内容都说了出来。 “你可当心点儿，”她开口了，“麦德洛克夫人告诉 过我们，这个话题是说不得的。在这个地方，好多事情 都是说不得的。这是柯莱文先生的命令。他说过，他自 己的问题不关我们这些下人的事儿。要不是那个园子， 他也不会变成现在这样嘞。那地方原本是柯莱文夫人的 花园，是她刚结婚的时候一手建起来的，她自己也爱得 不得了，两个人还常常亲自照看里面的花花草草，从来 不让园丁们进去。他们总是进去之后便把门关上，一待 就是好几个钟头，看看书，聊聊天儿。她就像个小姑娘 一样。那时候，院子里有棵老树，其中一截子树干弯弯 的，就跟把椅子似的。她在周围种了好多蔷薇花，自己 也最喜欢坐在那中间。但是后来有一天，她正坐在那儿 的时候，树干突然断了，她跌在地上，伤得重极了，第 二天便去了。大夫都以为先生会发疯嘞，还觉得他也活 不了多久了。这就是他为什么讨厌那地方。自那以后， 没人再进去过，他也不让任何人谈起那座花园。” 玛丽没有再问任何问题。她看着壁炉里猩红的火焰， ·081·