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凯瑟琳亲了亲她父亲，安静地坐下来读她的功课，跟平常一样，读了两小时。然后她陪他到园林走走，一整天和平常一样地过去了。但是到晚上，当她回到她的房间里去休息，我去帮她脱衣服时，我发现她跪在床边哭着。 'Oh, fie, silly child!' I exclaimed. 'If you had any real griefs you'd be ashamed to waste a tear on this little contrariety. You never had one shadow of substantial sorrow, Miss Catherine. Suppose, for a minute, that master and I were dead, and you were by yourself in the world: how would you feel, then? Compare the present occasion with such an affliction as that, and be thankful for the friends you have, instead of coveting more.' “啊，羞呀，傻孩子！”我叫着。“要是你有过真正的悲哀，你就会觉得你为了这点小别扭掉眼泪是可耻的了。你从来没有过一点真正的悲痛的影子，凯瑟琳小姐。假定说，主人和我一下子都死了，就剩你自己活在世上：那么你将感到怎么样呢？把现在的情况和这么一种苦恼比较一下，你就该感谢你已经有了朋友，不要再贪多啦。” 'I'm not crying for myself, Ellen,' she answered, 'it's for him. He expected to see me again to-morrow, and there he'll be so disappointed: and he'll wait for me, and I sha'n't come!' “我不是为自己哭，艾伦，”她回答，“是为他。他希望明天再看见我的。可他要失望啦：他要等着我，而我又不会去！” 'Nonsense!' said I, 'do you imagine he has thought as much of you as you have of him? Hasn't he Hareton for a companion? Not one in a hundred would weep at losing a relation they had just seen twice, for two afternoons. Linton will conjecture how it is, and trouble himself no further about you.' “无聊！”我说，“你以为他也在想你吗？他不是有哈里顿作伴吗？一百个人里也不会有一个为着失去一个才见过两次--只是两个下午的亲戚而落泪的。林惇可会猜到这究竟是怎么回事，才不会再为你烦恼的。” 'But may I not write a note to tell him why I cannot come?' she asked, rising to her feet. 'And just send those books I promised to lend him? His books are not as nice as mine, and he wanted to have them extremely, when I told him how interesting they were. May I not, Ellen?' “可是我可不可以写个短信告诉他我为什么不能去了呢？”她问，站起来了。“就把我答应借给他的书送去？他的书没我的好，在我告诉他我的书是多有趣的时候，他非常想看看这些呢。我不可以吗，艾伦？” 
“不行，真的不行！”我决断地回答。“这样他又要写信给你，那可就永远没完没了啦。不，凯瑟琳小姐，必须完全断绝来往：爸爸这么希望，我就得照这么办。” 'But how can one little note - ?' she recommenced, putting on an imploring countenance. “可一张小纸条怎么能--？”她又开口了，作出一脸的恳求相。 'Silence!' I interrupted. 'We'll not begin with your little notes. Get into bed.' “别胡扯啦！”我打断她。“我们不要再谈你的小纸条啦。 上床去吧。” She threw at me a very naughty look, so naughty that I would not kiss her good-night at first: I covered her up, and shut her door, in great displeasure; but, repenting half-way, I returned softly, and lo! there was Miss standing at the table with a bit of blank paper before her and a pencil in her hand, which she guiltily slipped out of sight on my entrance. 她对我作出非常淘气的表情，淘气得我起先都不想吻她和道晚安了，我极不高兴地用被把她盖好，把她的门关上；但是，半路又后悔了，我轻轻地走回头，瞧！小姐站在桌边，她面前是一张白纸，手里拿一支铅笔，我一进去，她正偷偷地把它藏起来。 'You'll get nobody to take that, Catherine,' I said, 'if you write it; and at present I shall put out your candle.' “你找不到人给你送去，凯瑟琳，”我说，“就算你写的话，现在我可要熄掉你的蜡烛了。” 
我把熄烛帽放在火苗上的时候，手上被打了一下，还听见一声急躁的“别扭东西”！然后我又离开了她，她在一种最坏的、最乖张的心情中上了门闩。信还是写了，而且由村里来的一个送牛奶的人送到目的地去；可是当时我不知道，直到很久以后才知道。几个星期过去了，凯蒂的脾气也平复下来；不过她变得特别喜欢一个人躲在角落里；而且往往在她看书的时候，如果我忽然走近她，她就会一惊，伏在书本上，显然想盖住那书。我看出在书页中有散张的纸边露出来。她还有个诡计，就是一清早就下楼，在厨房里留连不去，好像她正在等着什么东西到来似的，在图书室的一个书橱中，她有一个小抽屉：她常翻腾好半天，走开的时候总特别小心地把抽屉的钥匙带着。 One day, as she inspected this drawer, I observed that the playthings and trinkets which recently formed its contents were transmuted into bits of folded paper. My curiosity and suspicions were roused; I determined to take a peep at her mysterious treasures; so, at night, as soon as she and my master were safe upstairs, I searched, and readily found among my house keys one that would fit the lock. Having opened, I emptied the whole contents into my apron, and took them with me to examine at leisure in my own chamber. Though I could not but suspect, I was still surprised to discover that they were a mass of correspondence - daily almost, it must have been - from Linton Heathcliff: answers to documents forwarded by her. The earlier dated were embarrassed and short; gradually, however, they expanded into copious love- letters, foolish, as the age of the writer rendered natural, yet with touches here and there which I thought were borrowed from a more experienced source. Some of them struck me as singularly odd compounds of ardour and flatness; commencing in strong feeling, and concluding in the affected, wordy style that a schoolboy might use to a fancied, incorporeal sweetheart. Whether they satisfied Cathy I don't know; but they appeared very worthless trash to me. After turning over as many as I thought proper, I tied them in a handkerchief and set them aside, relocking the vacant drawer. 一天，她正在翻这个抽屉时，我看见最近放在里面的玩具和零碎全变成一张张折好的纸张了。我的好奇心和疑惑被激起来了，我决定偷看她那神秘的宝藏。因此，到了夜晚，等她和我的主人都安稳地在楼上时，我就在我这串家用钥匙里搜索着，找出一把可以开抽屉锁的钥匙。一打开抽屉，我就把里面所有的东西都倒在我的围裙里，再带到我自己的屋子里从容地检查着。虽然我早就疑心，可我仍然惊讶地发现原来是一大堆信件--一定是差不多每天一封--从林惇·希刺克厉夫来的：都是她写去的信的回信。早期的信写得拘谨而短；但是渐渐地，这些信发展成内容丰富的情书了，写得很笨拙，这就作者的年龄来说是自然的；可是有不少句子据我想是从一个比较有经验的人那里借来的。有些信使我感到简直古怪，混杂着热情和平淡；以强烈的情感开始，结尾却是矫揉造作的、啰嗦的笔调，如一个中学生写给他的一个幻想的、不真实的情人一样。这些能否满足凯蒂，我不知道；可是，在我看来是非常没有价值的废物。翻阅过我认为该翻的一些信件之后，我将这些用手绢包起来，放在一边，重新锁上这个空抽屉。 Following her habit, my young lady descended early, and visited the kitchen: I watched her go to the door, on the arrival of a certain little boy; and, while the dairymaid filled his can, she tucked something into his jacket pocket, and plucked something out. I went round by the garden, and laid wait for the messenger; who fought valorously to defend his trust, and we spilt the milk between us; but I succeeded in abstracting the epistle; and, threatening serious consequences if he did not look sharp home, I remained under the wall and perused Miss Cathy's affectionate composition. It was more simple and more eloquent than her cousin's: very pretty and very silly. I shook my head, and went meditating into the house. The day being wet, she could not divert herself with rambling about the park; so, at the conclusion of her morning studies, she resorted to the solace of the drawer. Her father sat reading at the table; and I, on purpose, had sought a bit of work in some unripped fringes of the window-curtain, keeping my eye steadily fixed on her proceedings. Never did any bird flying back to a plundered nest, which it had left brimful of chirping young ones, express more complete despair, in its anguished cries and flutterings, than she by her single 'Oh!' and the change that transfigured her late happy countenance. Mr. Linton looked up. 我的小姐根据她的习惯，老早就下楼，到厨房里去了：我瞅见当某一个小男孩到来的时候，她走到门口，在挤奶的女工朝她的罐子里倒牛奶时，她就把什么东西塞进他的背心口袋里，又从里面扯出什么东西来。我绕到花园里，在那儿等着这送信的使者；他英勇地战斗，以保护他的受委托之物，我们抢得把牛奶都泼翻了；但是我终于成功地抽出来那封信；还威吓他说如果他不径自回家去，即将有严重的后果，我就留在墙跟底下阅读凯蒂小姐的爱情作品。这比她表弟的信简洁流利多了：写得很漂亮，也很傻气。我摇摇头，沉思着走进屋里。这一天很潮湿，她不能到花园里溜达解闷；所以早读结束后，她就向抽屉找安慰去了。她父亲坐在桌子那边看书；我呢，故意找点事作，去整理窗帘上几条扯不开的繐子，眼睛死盯着她的动静。任何鸟儿飞回它那先前离开时还充满着啾啾鸣叫的小雏，后来却被抢劫一空的巢里时，所发出的悲鸣与骚动，都比不上那一声简单的“啊！”和她那快乐的脸色因突变而表现出那种完完全全的绝望的神态。林惇先生抬头望望。 'What is the matter, love? Have you hurt yourself?' he said. “怎么啦，宝贝儿？碰痛你哪儿啦？”他说。 His tone and look assured her HE had not been the discoverer of the hoard. 他的声调和表情使她确信他不是发现宝藏的人。 
“不是，爸爸！”她喘息着。“艾伦！艾伦！上楼吧--我病了！” I obeyed her summons, and accompanied her out. 我服从了她的召唤，陪她出去了。 'Oh, Ellen! you have got them,' she commenced immediately, dropping on her knees, when we were enclosed alone. 'Oh, give them to me, and I'll never, never do so again! Don't tell papa. You have not told papa, Ellen? say you have not? I've been exceedingly naughty, but I won't do it any more!' “啊，艾伦！你把那些拿去啦，”当我们走到屋里，没有别人的时候，她马上就开口了，还跪了下来！“啊，把那些给我吧，我再也不，再也不这样作啦！别告诉爸爸。你没有告诉爸爸吧，艾伦？说你没有，我是太淘气啦，可是我以后再也不这样啦！”
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