Chapter13 “I am Colin“我叫柯林”-双语名著无障碍阅读丛书——《秘密花园The Secret Garden》

Chapter XIII“I am Colin” Mary took the picture back to the house when she went to her supper and she showed it to Martha. "Eh!"said Martha with great pride."I never knew our Dickon was as clever as that.That there's a picture of a missel thrush on her nest,as large as life an'twice as natural." Then Mary knew Dickon had meant the picture to be a message.He had meant that she might be sure he would keep her secret.Her garden was her nest and she was like a missel thrush.Oh,how she did like that queer,common boy! She hoped he would come back the very next day and she fell asleep looking forward to the morning. But you never know what the weather will do in Yorkshire,particularly in the springtime.She was awakened in the night by the sound of rain beating with heavy drops against her window.It was pouring down in torrents and the wind was"wuthering"round the corners and in the chimneys of the huge old house.Mary sat up in bed and felt miserable and angry. "The rain is as contrary as I ever was,"she said."It came because it knew I did not want it.” She threw herself back on her pillow and buried her face.She did not cry, but she lay and hated the sound of the heavily beating rain,she hated the wind ·210· 第十三章“我叫柯林” 吃晚餐的时候，玛丽将那张画带回房间，还拿给玛 莎看。 “哎呀！”玛莎骄傲极了，“我以前怎么不知道我 家迪康这么聪明呢。这画的是蹲在巢里的槲鸫啊，跟真 的一样大的，比真的还真嘞。” 这时玛丽才意识到，这幅画其实是用来传递信息 的。他的意思是，她可以放心了，他不会把她的秘密说 出去的。那座秘密花园就是她的巢，她就像是那只槲鹅。 哦！她可真喜欢那个又奇怪、又普通的男孩子啊。 她希望迪康第二天就会过来，于是，就在这样对清 晨的期盼中，玛丽沉沉地睡了过去。 然而，你永远无法预测约克郡的天气会是什么样子 的，尤其是在春天。这天夜里，玛丽便被雨珠击打在玻 璃窗上的声音吵醒了。大雨倾盆而下，狂风则在这座巨 大古老的房子的角落里和烟囱中“呼啸”着。她从床上 坐了起来，一面感到伤心，一面又有几分恼怒。 “这场雨简直比我过去还叛逆，”她说，“它知道我 不希望下雨，它就偏要下。” 她把自己摔回枕头里，头也埋了进去。她没有哭， 只是躺在那里，深深厌恶着窗外的雨声，厌恶着那一阵 阵的大风和大风的“呼啸”声。她睡不着了。那充满哀 ·211· Chapter XIII "I am Cofin" and its"wuthering."She could not go to sleep again.The mournful sound kept her awake because she felt mournful herself.If she had felt happy it would probably have lulled her to sleep.How it"wuthered"and how the big raindrops poured down and beat against the pane! "It sounds just like a person lost on the moor and wandering on and on crying,”she said. She had been lying awake turning from side to side for about an hour, when suddenly something made her sit up in bed and turn her head toward the door listening.She listened and she listened. "It isn't the wind now,"she said in a loud whisper."That isn't the wind.It is different.It is that crying I heard before." The door of her room was ajar and the sound came down the corridor, a far-off faint sound of fretful crying.She listened for a few minutes and each minute she became more and more sure.She felt as if she must find out what it was.It seemed even stranger than the secret garden and the buried key.Perhaps the fact that she was in a rebelliousmood made her bold.She put her foot out of bed and stood on the floor. "I am going to find out what it is,"she said."Everybody is in bed and I don't care about Mrs.Medlock-I don't care!" There was a candle by her bedside and she took it up and went softly out of the room.The corridor looked very long and dark,but she was too excited to mind that.She thought she remembered the corners she must turn to find the short corridor with the door covered with tapestry-the one Mrs.Medlock had come through the day she lost herself.The sound had come up that passage.So she went on with her dim light,almost feeling her way,her heart beating so loud that she fancied she could hear it.The far-off faint crying went on and led her. Sometimes it stopped for a moment or so and then began again.Was this the ·212· 第十三章 “我1柯林" 伤的声音令玛丽也感染上了几分哀伤，便再难入眠。假 若此时她是开心的，那么，那风声大概便能哄她入睡了 吧。外面的“呼啸”声真大呀！豆大的雨珠从天而降， 敲打在窗棂上的动静也真吵呀！ “听上去可真像是一个迷失在旷野上的人，一面流 浪，一面哭泣。”她想。 时间已经过去将近一个小时了，玛丽始终辗转难 眠。这时，她突然听见了什么声音，便立刻坐起身来， 把脑袋转向房门的方向认真分辨着。她听了又听。 “现在这声音绝不是风声，”她大声地嘀咕着，“那 不是风声。两种声音是不一样的。这是我原来听到过的 哭声。” ①ajar'daa.(门、窗等)】 微开着（的），半开着（的】 卧室的房门半开着，那声音径直从遥远的走廊那头 传了过来，越来越轻。那是什么人烦闷的哭声。她静静 聆听了几分钟，也越来越确定自己的猜测是正确的。玛 丽觉得非要弄明白那是什么声音不可。它似乎比秘密花 ②rebellious[ribeljas]a.叛 园或是埋在土里的钥匙更要来得神秘。此时此刻，小姑 逆的 娘的叛逆情绪大约也令她的胆子更大了。她慢慢地将脚 伸出床外，站在了地板上。 “我一定要搞清楚这到底是什么声音，”她说，“大 家都已经睡了，我也不在乎麦德洛克夫人会怎么样 我不在乎！” 她的床边有一支蜡烛，于是，玛丽便拿起那支蜡烛， 蹑手蹑脚地走出了房间。走廊又黑又长，但是她太兴奋 了，丝毫不在意这些。她觉得自己还记得要从哪个拐角 转弯，才能走到那条短短的走廊，走到那扇悬挂着壁毯 的大门之前一当初，麦德洛克夫人正是穿过那扇门， 才将迷路的她带回去的。哭声就从那条小道传过来的。 想到这里，她便在微弱烛光的映照下走了过去，几乎是 摸索着前行，甚至能听到自己如雷的心跳。远处那微弱 的哭声还在继续，她循声而去。那哭声时不时地便会停 歇下来，不一会儿却会再次飘过来。是不是要在这里转 ·213· 【Chapter XIII“I am Cofin'" right corner to turn?She stopped and thought.Yes it was.Down this passage and then to the left,and then up two broad steps,and then to the right again. Yes,there was the tapestry door. She pushed it open very gently and closed it behind her,and she stood in the corridor and could hear the crying quite plainly,though it was not loud.It was on the other side of the wall at her left and a few yards farther on there was a door.She could see a glimmer of light coming from beneath it.The Someone was crying in that room,and it was quite a young Someone. So she walked to the door and pushed it open,and there she was standing in the room! It was a big room with ancient,handsome furniture in it.There was a low fire glowing faintly on the hearth and a night light burning by the side of a carved four-posted bed hung with brocade,and on the bed was lying a boy, crying fretfully. Mary wondered if she was in a real place or if she had fallen asleep again and was dreaming without knowing it. The boy had a sharp,delicate face the color of ivory and he seemed to have eyes too big for it.He had also a lot of hair which tumbled over his forehead in heavy locks and made his thin face seem smaller.He looked like a boy who had been ill,but he was crying more as if he were tired and cross than as if he were in pain. Mary stood near the door with her candle in her hand,holding her breath. Then she crept across the room,and,as she drew nearer,the light attracted the boy's attention and he turned his head on his pillow and stared at her,his gray eyes opening so wide that they seemed immense. “Who are you?”he said at last in a half-frightened whisper.“Are you a ghost?" "No,I am not,"Mary answered,her own whisper sounding half frightened. “Are you one?' He stared and stared and stared.Mary could not help noticing what strange ·214· 第十三章 “我1柯林" 弯呢？她停下脚步思考着。是的，就是这里。穿过这条 走廊，左转，踏上两级宽阔的台阶，再右转。是了，这 就是那扇挂着壁毯的大门了。 她轻轻将门推开，钻进去后便合上了门。站在那条 走廊里，她能清楚地听到哭声，尽管那声音并没有多大。 哭声是从左手边那面墙壁的另一端传来的，而十几英尺 之外便是一扇门。隐隐约约有灯光自门缝之下透出。那 个人就在那间屋子里哭泣，年纪并不大。 于是她走过去推开门，人便站在了那间屋子里！ 那间屋子很大，里面摆放着许多气派的古董家具。 壁炉里微弱的炉火正散发着暗淡的光芒，悬挂着织锦的 ①handsome[hans3m]a.美 观的，堂皇的，气派的 雕花四柱大床旁还点燃着一盏夜灯，床上躺着一个小男 孩，正焦躁地哭泣着。 ②four-posted bed四柱床 玛丽不禁怀疑自己是否正身处在真实的世界之中， 抑或是又重新陷入了沉睡，而周遭的一切都只是梦境， 只不过自己却毫无所知。 男孩象牙白色的面庞精致却瘦削，一双眼晴大得似 乎不合比例。他头发茂密，却一缕一缕地遮盖在额头上， 令他本就消瘦的一张小脸儿看着更加可怜。他似乎一直 病恹恹的，但他的哭声听上去却是疲惫又烦躁，仿佛正 ③1ock0k]m.一绺头发 经受着什么痛苦。 玛丽手里捧着蜡烛，站在门边，几乎屏着呼吸。 接着，她轻手轻脚地穿过房间，一步步靠近着那个男 孩。烛光吸引了他的注意，他自枕头上转过头，直直 盯着玛丽，一双灰色的眼睛瞪得滚圆，更显得硕大 无比。 “你是谁？”他终于开了口，有点恐惧地小声问道。 “你是鬼魂吗？” “不，不是的。”玛丽回答，她自己的声音中也夹 杂着几分恐惧，“你是吗？” 他一动不动地直直盯着她。玛丽不禁注意到，他的 眼晴长得可真奇怪呀。那双眼晴是玛瑙一般的灰色，又 ·215· Chapter XIII "I am Cofin" eyes he had.They were agate gray and they looked too big for his face because they had black lashes all round them. “No,”he replied after waiting a moment or so."I am Colin.” “Who is Colin?”she faltered. "I am Colin Craven.Who are you?" "I am Mary Lennox.Mr.Craven is my uncle." "He is my father,"said the boy. "Your father!"gasped Mary."No one ever told me he had a boy!Why didn't they?" "Come here,"he said,still keeping his strange eyes fixed on her with an anxious expression. She came close to the bed and he put out his hand and touched her. "You are real,aren't you?"he said."I have such real dreams very often.You might be one of them.” Mary had slipped on a woolen wrapper before she left her room and she put a piece of it between his fingers. "Rub that and see how thick and warm it is,"she said."I will pinch you a little if you like,to show you how real I am.For a minute I thought you might be a dream too.” “Where did you come from?”he asked. "From my own room.The wind wuthered so I couldn't go to sleep and I heard some one crying and wanted to find out who it was.What were you crying for?" "Because I couldn't go to sleep either and my head ached.Tell me your name again." "Mary Lennox.Did no one ever tell you I had come to live here?" He was still fingering the fold of her wrapper,but he began to look a little more as if he believed in her reality. No,”he answered.“They daren't.” s“Why?”asked Mary. "Because I should have been afraid you would see me.I won't let people see me and talk me over.” ·216 第十三章 “我叫柯林” ①agate[agot]n.玛瑙 因周围长着一圈浓密的黑色睫毛，在这张小脸儿上更是 显得突兀极了。 “不是，”等了一会儿，他开口回答，“我叫柯林。” “柯林是谁？”她忐忑地反问道。 “我的名字叫柯林·柯莱文。你是谁？” “我叫玛丽·蓝妮克斯。柯莱文先生是我的姑父。” “他是我父亲。”男孩说道。 “你父亲！”玛丽深吸了一口气，“没人跟我说过 他还有个儿子！他们为什么不说呢？” “过来。”他一面说着，那双诡异的眼睛依旧盯着 她，脸上满是焦虑。 眼见玛丽走到床前，他便伸出手，碰了碰她。 “你是真的，对吧？”他说，“我经常做梦，梦里 的感觉都是这么真实的。你有可能也只是一个梦而已。” 玛丽自卧室出来之前在身上披上了一件羊毛外套， ②wrapper[rep】时.室内衣 服 此时，她便将衣角放到了他的手指之间。 “你摸摸看，感受一下它有多厚实，多柔软。”她说， “要是你愿意的话，我也能轻轻掐你一下，这样你就知 道我是真的了。我刚才也觉得见到你可能只是我在做梦 而已。” “你是从哪里来的？”他问道。 “我自己的房间。外面的风一直在呼啸，我睡不着， 还听到有人在哭，就想要弄清楚到底是谁。你为什么哭 啊？” “因为我也睡不着，头还很疼。再说一遍你叫什么。” “玛丽·蓝妮克斯。没人告诉过你我搬来这里了 吗？” ③finger['fg].用手指触 摸 他仍旧把玩着她的衣角，看上去却好像渐渐相信她 ④fold[fauld]n.稻，褶层 是真实存在的了。 “没有，”他回答，“他们不敢。” “为什么？”玛丽问道。 “因为我该害怕被你看见了。我从来都不让别人看 见我，也不让他们跟我说话。” ·217· Chapter XIII "I am Cofin" "Why?"Mary asked again,feeling more mystified every moment. "Because I am like this always,ill and having to lie down.My father won't let people talk me over either.The servants are not allowed to speak about me If I live I may be a hunchback,but I shan't live.My father hates to think I may be like him.” “Oh,what a queer house this is！"Mary said.“What a queer house! Everything is a kind of secret.Rooms are locked up and gardens are locked up- and you!Have you been locked up?" "No.I stay in this room because I don't want to be moved out of it.It tires me too much.” "Does your father come and see you?"Mary ventured. "Sometimes.Generally when I am asleep.He doesn't want to see me." "Why?"Mary could not help asking again. A sort of angry shadow passed over the boy's face. "My mother died when I was born and it makes him wretched to look at me.He thinks I don't know,but I've heard people talking.He almost hates me." "He hates the garden,because she died,"said Mary half speaking to herself. "What garden?"the boy asked. “Oh!just一just a garden she used to like,”Mary stammered.“Have you been here always?""Nearly always.Sometimes I have been taken to places at the seaside,but I won't stay because people stare at me.I used to wear an iron thing to keep my back straight,but a grand doctor came from London to see me and said it was stupid.He told them to take it off and keep me out in the fresh air.I hate fresh air and I don't want to go out." "I didn't when first I came here,"said Mary."Why do you keep looking at me like that?” ·218· 第十三章 “我柯林" “为什么？”玛丽觉得自己真是越来越困惑了，便 再次开口问道。 “因为我一直都是这个样子的，需要卧床养病。我 父亲也从不让别人跟我说话。他不允许仆人们谈论我。 要是我能活下去的话，可能也是一个驼背，但是我活不 了了。我父亲不愿想象自己的儿子会跟他一样。” “天哪，这栋房子可真是太奇怪了！”玛丽说，“太 奇怪了！什么东西都是秘密。房间都上了锁，花园也上 了锁—还有你！你也被锁起来了吗？” “没有。我待在这里是因为我不想去别的地方。那 样太累了。” “你父亲会来看你吗？”玛丽小心翼翼地问道。 “有时候会。大多是在我睡觉的时候。他不想面对 我。” “为什么？”玛丽忍不住又问了出来。 男孩的脸上闪过了一丝愤怒。 ①wretched[retfid]a.讨厌 的 “我母亲在生我的时候去世了，所以他每次看到我 的时候都会觉得难受。他觉得我不知道这些，但是我都 听别人说了。他有点儿恨我。” “他讨厌那座花园，因为她死了。”玛丽半是自言 自语地说道。 “什么花园？”男孩问道。 “啊！就是…就是她原来喜欢的一座花园。”玛 ②grand[grand]a.著名的 丽结结巴巴地回答，“你一直都是待在这里的吗？” “差不多吧。有时候会有人把我带到海边去，但是 我不会在那地方待很久的，因为人们总是盯着我看。我 以前总会戴着一个铁做的东西，用来矫正后背，但是有 一回，一个挺有名气的医生从伦敦过来给我看病，他说 这种法子实在是太愚蠢了，就让人把那东西摘下来了， 还说我应该多去外面呼吸一下新鲜空气。我讨厌新鲜空 气，也不想出门。” “我刚来的时候也不想出门。”玛丽说，“你为什么 一直那样看着我？” ·219·