I will tell her when she is a little calmer.
“等她心情平静一些的时候我会告诉她的。”
Dirk, filled with compassion, begged her to take the message at once.
戴尔克心头充满了无限悲悯,请求她立刻把这句话说给她听。
It may cure her. I beseech you to ask her now.
“也许这会治好她的病的。我求求你现在就去问她吧。”
With a faint smile of pity, the nurse went back into the room. We heard her low voice, and then, in a voice I did not recognise the answer:
护士的脸上泛起一丝怜悯的笑容,走进病室。我们听到她低声说了两句什么,接着就是一个我辨认不出的声音在回答:
No. No. No.
“不,不,不。”
The nurse came out again and shook her head.
护士走出来,摇了摇头。
Was that she who spoke then? I asked. "Her voice sounded so strange."
“刚才是她在说话吗?”我问。“她的嗓音全变了。”
It appears that her vocal cords have been burnt by the acid.
“她的声带似乎被酸液烧坏了。”
Dirk gave a low cry of distress. I asked him to go on and wait for me at the entrance, for I wanted to say something to the nurse. He did not ask what it was, but went silently. He seemed to have lost all power of will; he was like an obedient child.
戴尔克发出一声痛苦的低声叫喊。我叫他先到外面去,在进门的地方等着我,因为我要同护士说几句话。他并没有问我要说什么,便闷声不响地走开了。他好象失去了全部意志力,象个听话的小孩似地任凭别人支使。
Has she told you why she did it? I asked.
“她对你说过没有,为什么她做出这件事来?”我问护士说。
No. She won't speak. She lies on her back quite quietly. She doesn't move for hours at a time. But she cries always. Her pillow is all wet. She's too weak to use a handkerchief, and the tears just run down her face.
“没有。她什么话也不说。她安安静静地仰面躺着,有时候一连几个钟头一动也不动。但是她却不停地流眼泪,连枕头都流湿了。她身体非常虚弱,连手帕也不会使用,就让眼泪从脸上往下淌。”
It gave me a sudden wrench of the heart-strings. I could have killed Strickland then, and I knew that my voice was trembling when I bade the nurse good-bye.
我突然感到心弦一阵绞痛。要是思特里克兰德在我跟前,我真能当时就把他杀死。当我同护士告别的时候,我知道连自己的声音都颤抖起来了。
I found Dirk waiting for me on the steps. He seemed to see nothing, and did not notice that I had joined him till I touched him on the arm. We walked along in silence. I tried to imagine what had happened to drive the poor creature to that dreadful step. I presumed that Strickland knew what had happened, for someone must have been to see him from the police, and he must have made his statement. I did not know where he was. I supposed he had gone back to the shabby attic which served him as a studio. It was curious that she should not wish to see him. Perhaps she refused to have him sent for because she knew he would refuse to come. I wondered what an abyss of cruelty she must have looked into that in horror she refused to live.
我发现戴尔克正在门口台阶上等着我。他好象什么都没看见,直到我触到他的胳臂时,他才发觉我已经站到他身边。我们两个默默无言地向回走。我拼命地想象,究竟发生了什么事逼得这个可怜的人儿走上这条绝路。我猜想思特里克兰德已经知道发生的这个不幸事件了,因为警察局一定已经派人找过他,听取了他的证词。我不知道思特里克兰德现在在哪里。说不定他已经回到那间他当作画室的简陋的阁楼去了。她不想同他见面倒是有些奇怪。也许她不肯叫人去找他是因为她知道他绝不会来。我很想知道,她看到了一个什么样的悲惨的无底深渊才恐惧绝望、不想再活下去。