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他怏怏不乐地走过一条又一条街道。他沿着墙壁，迈着同样的步伐，慢悠悠地走着。鞋跟踏在地上咚咚作响，只看见自己的影子在打转，在每一盏煤气灯的照耀下，先是影子渐渐变大，然后渐渐变小，就像躺在摇篮里被摇晃着，他的注意力完全集中在这种机械的动作里。后来，他根本不知道自己走过什么地方；他仿佛觉得在跑马场里，拖着脚步兜圆圈子转了几个小时。只有一件事他还记得很清楚，他把脸贴在全景胡同的栅栏门上，双手抓住铁栏杆，怎么会走到这里，他自己也无法解释。他并未摇动铁栏杆，只是竭力向胡同里张望，他的情绪很激动。他什么也没有看清楚，因为黑影淹没了这条阒无一人的过道。从圣-马克街刮来的风，带着地窖般的湿气，迎面扑到他的脸上。他执意呆在那里。然后，他像从梦中惊醒过来，他很诧异，心里思忖着，在这样的时刻，自己跑到这里来寻找什么？竟然怀着这样的激情，紧紧贴在铁栅栏上，铁栅栏都嵌进他脸里去了。想到这里，他又继续走路，他很失望，内心极度哀伤，像被什么人出卖了似的，从此就要一个人孤零零地呆在这黑暗之中了。 Day broke at last. It was the murky dawn that follows winter nights and looks so melancholy from muddy Paris pavements. Muffat had returned into the wide streets, which were then in course of construction on either side of the new opera house. Soaked by the rain and cut up by cart wheels, the chalky soil had become a lake of liquid mire. But he never looked to see where he was stepping and walked on and on, slipping and regaining his footing as he went. The awakening of Paris, with its gangs of sweepers and early workmen trooping to their destinations, added to his troubles as day brightened. People stared at him in surprise as he went by with scared look and soaked hat and muddy clothes. For a long while he sought refuge against palings and among scaffoldings, his desolate brain haunted by the single remaining thought that he was very miserable. 天终于亮了。这是冬夜的灰暗的黎明，这样的天色映在巴黎泥泞的马路上，显得格外凄凉。缪法回到了正在修建的几条宽阔的街道上，这几条街道位于新歌剧院的建筑工地旁边。铺灰泥的街道被大雨一浇，又被马车一碾，简直成了烂泥塘，他根本不看脚踩在哪里，一股劲儿往前走，脚下踩滑了，就站稳一下。天越来越亮，巴黎醒来了，一队队清洁工和一群群上早班的工人给他带来了新的惶恐。人们惊奇地打量着他，他的帽子湿透了，浑身泥浆，他神色慌张。于是，他躲到脚手架下，靠在栅栏边，在那里待了好一会儿。这时他头脑里什么念头也没有了，唯一的想法是觉得自己怪可怜的。 Then he thought of God. The sudden idea of divine help, of superhuman consolation, surprised him, as though it were something unforeseen and extraordinary. The image of M. Venot was evoked thereby, and he saw his little plump face and ruined teeth. Assuredly M. Venot, whom for months he had been avoiding and thereby rendering miserable, would be delighted were he to go and knock at his door and fall weeping into his arms. In the old days God had been always so merciful toward him. At the least sorrow, the slightest obstacle on the path of life, he had been wont to enter a church, where, kneeling down, he would humble his littleness in the presence of Omnipotence. And he had been used to go forth thence, fortified by prayer, fully prepared to give up the good things of this world, possessed by the single yearning for eternal salvation. But at present he only practiced by fits and starts, when the terror of hell came upon him. All kinds of weak inclinations had overcome him, and the thought of Nana disturbed his devotions. And now the thought of God astonished him. Why had he not thought of God before, in the hour of that terrible agony when his feeble humanity was breaking up in ruin? 这时，他想到了上帝。这种突然求助上天的想法，祈求上天安慰的念头使他感到惊讶，好像这是一件意想不到、希奇古怪的事情；这个想法使他联想到韦诺先生的那副面容，他仿佛看见了他那张肥胖的小脸和满嘴的坏牙。几个月来，他对韦诺先生敬而远之，使韦诺先生很伤心，如果现在他去敲他的门，扑到他怀里痛哭一场，韦诺先生一定很高兴。过去，天主一贯对他大施仁慈。他只要在生活中有一点点烦恼，碰到一点点障碍，他便走进教堂，跪在地上，让渺小的自己跪拜在万能的天主的面前；祈祷后，他走出教堂，总是变得坚强起来，他准备抛弃他的人世间的一切财富，以求实现他的灵魂永生得救的唯一愿望。然而现在呢，只有在下地狱的恐怖降临到他头上时，他才去祈祷求助；各种淫乐侵袭了他的灵魂，与娜娜的关系也影响了他尽教徒的本分。现在他一想到上帝，便感到震惊。在这场可怖的精神危机之中，在他的脆弱的人性濒于动摇和崩溃的危机之中，他为什么没有立刻想到天主呢？ Meanwhile with slow and painful steps he sought for a church. But he had lost his bearings; the early hour had changed the face of the streets. Soon, however, as he turned the corner of the Rue de la Chaussee-d'Antin, he noticed a tower looming vaguely in the fog at the end of the Trinite Church. The white statues overlooking the bare garden seemed like so many chilly Venuses among the yellow foliage of a park. Under the porch he stood and panted a little, for the ascent of the wide steps had tired him. Then he went in. The church was very cold, for its heating apparatus had been fireless since the previous evening, and its lofty, vaulted aisles were full of a fine damp vapor which had come filtering through the windows. The aisles were deep in shadow; not a soul was in the church, and the only sound audible amid the unlovely darkness was that made by the old shoes of some verger or other who was dragging himself about in sulky semiwakefulness. Muffat, however, after knocking forlornly against an untidy collection of chairs, sank on his knees with bursting heart and propped himself against the rails in front of a little chapel close by a font. He clasped his hands and began searching within himself for suitable prayers, while his whole being yearned toward a transport. But only his lips kept stammering empty words; his heart and brain were far away, and with them he returned to the outer world and began his long, unresting march through the streets, as though lashed forward by implacable necessity. And he kept repeating, "O my God, come to my assistance! O my God, abandon not Thy creature, who delivers himself up to Thy justice! O my God, I adore Thee: Thou wilt not leave me to perish under the buffetings of mine enemies!" Nothing answered: the shadows and the cold weighed upon him, and the noise of the old shoes continued in the distance and prevented him praying. Nothing, indeed, save that tiresome noise was audible in the deserted church, where the matutinal sweeping was unknown before the early masses had somewhat warmed the air of the place. After that he rose to his feet with the help of a chair, his knees cracking under him as he did so. God was not yet there. And why should he weep in M. Venot's arms? The man could do nothing. 想到这里，他迈着艰难的步伐，去寻找教堂。他回忆不起来哪儿有教堂，因为清晨街道都不像原来的样子了。随后，当他在当丹河堤街拐角处转弯时，隐约瞥见圣三教堂的尽头那隐没在晨雾之中的钟楼。一尊尊白色雕像俯视着公园，公园中的树木都落了叶，这些雕像仿佛是公园的黄叶丛中那些怕冷的维纳斯雕像。他上了宽大的石阶，他跑累了，在门廊下喘口气。随后，他走进教堂。教堂里很冷，昨天晚上暖气关了，高高的拱顶上布满了从玻璃窗上渗进来的水蒸汽。黑暗笼罩着两边的侧道，那里还没有一个人，只听见在朦胧的黑暗深处，发出一阵脚步声，那是某个刚刚醒来的教堂执事怏怏不乐地拖着旧鞋走动的声音。缪法呢，晕头转向，一下撞在横七竖八的椅子上，他心情沉重，真想哭出来。他一下子跪在圣水缸旁边的一个小神龛的栏杆前面。他双手合十，脑中思索着祈祷词，渴望着在热情的驱使下，把整个身心都奉献出来。不过，只有他的嘴唇在念念有词，他的心却不在教堂里，飞到了外边，沿着一条条街道走着，一会儿也不休息，好像被一种无法改变的需要鞭挞着。他连声祈祷着："啊，我主，来拯救我吧！啊，我主，不要抛弃您的造物吧！他是来听候您的审判的。啊，我主，我崇拜您，难道您让我死在您的敌人的手下吗？"他没有得到任何回答，只有黑暗和寒冷压在他的肩上。远处，继续传来旧鞋拖在地上的声响，这声音妨碍他祈祷。在阒无一人的教堂里，早晨清扫还未开始，空气还未稍微暖和一点，因为第一批做弥撒的人还未来到，他总是只听见这样令人恼怒的声音。于是，他抓着一把椅子，站起身来，膝盖咯吱响了一声。上帝还没有来到教堂里。他为什么要扑在韦诺先生的怀里痛哭呢？这个人不能带他解脱危机。 And then mechanically he returned to Nana's house. Outside he slipped, and he felt the tears welling to his eyes again, but he was not angry with his lot--he was only feeble and ill. Yes, he was too tired; the rain had wet him too much; he was nipped with cold, but the idea of going back to his great dark house in the Rue Miromesnil froze his heart. The house door at Nana's was not open as yet, and he had to wait till the porter made his appearance. He smiled as he went upstairs, for he already felt penetrated by the soft warmth of that cozy retreat, where he would be able to stretch his limbs and go to sleep. 然后，他不由自主地回到了娜娜家里。他在门外滑了一跤，他感到泪水涌入了眼眶，他并不埋怨自己的命运不好，只觉得自己身体虚弱和不适。最后他疲乏不堪，因为被雨淋得太厉害了，冷得不堪忍受。一想到要回到米罗梅斯尼尔街的光线暗淡的公馆里，心都凉了。娜娜家的大门还未开，他只好等待门房来开门。上楼时，他笑眯眯的，感到身上流着这个小窝的一股暖流，他在这里马上可以伸伸懒腰，痛痛快快睡上一觉了。 
佐爱来给他开门时，做了一个惊讶和不安的手势。太太偏头痛发作得很厉害，一夜没有合眼。不过她仍然可以去看看太太是否睡着了。当他坐到客厅的沙发上时，佐爱溜进了娜娜的卧室。可是，娜娜马上就出来了。她跳下床，匆忙穿上裙子，光着脚，头发蓬乱，那件睡衣经过一夜胡乱作爱后，皱巴巴的，有的地方破了。 "What! You here again?" she cried with a red flush on her cheeks." 怎么！又是你！"她嚷道，脸都涨红了。 Up she rushed, stung by sudden indignation, in order herself to thrust him out of doors. But when she saw him in such sorry plight--nay, so utterly done for--she felt infinite pity. 盛怒之下，她跑过来想亲自把他赶出门，但看见他那一副可怜、沮丧的样子，对他又产生了最后一丝怜悯之情。 "Well, you are a pretty sight, my dear fellow!" she continued more gently. "But what's the matter? You've spotted them, eh? And it's given you the hump?"" 哎哟！你真干净，我可怜的小狗！"她用比较温柔的口气说道，"发生什么事啦……嗯？你去捉奸，结果反把自己搞得这样狼狈。" He did not answer; he looked like a broken-down animal. Nevertheless, she came to the conclusion that he still lacked proofs, and to hearten him up the said: 他一声不吭，样子像只丧家犬。不过，她明白他还没有搞到证据；为了让他平静下来，她说道： 
你看，是我弄错了。你老婆是个正经女人，我敢担保！……现在，我的小乖乖，你该回家了，回去睡觉吧。你需要睡眠。" He did not stir. 他一动也不动。 "Now then, be off! I can't keep you here. But perhaps you won't presume to stay at such a time as this?"" 走吧，走吧。我不能留你在这里……在这样的时刻，你大概也不想留在这里吧？" "Yes, let's go to bed," he stammered." 不，我想留下来，我们一起睡觉吧。"他嘟囔道。 She repressed a violent gesture, for her patience was deserting her. Was the man going crazy? 她消除了硬赶他走的想法。不过，她已失去了耐心。难道缪法变成了白痴？ 
喂，你走吧。"她又说了一遍。 "No."" 我不走。" But she flared up in exasperation, in utter rebellion. 于是，娜娜又气又反感，勃然大怒。 "It's sickening! Don't you understand I'm jolly tired of your company? Go and find your wife, who's making a cuckold of you. Yes, she's making a cuckold of you. I say so--yes, I do now. There, you've got the sack! Will you leave me or will you not?"" 你真讨厌……你明白了吧，你让我厌透了，回去找你老婆吧，是她叫你戴绿帽子的……是的，是她叫你戴绿帽子的；现在，我对你这么说……喂，我的话你听明白了吗？你还不放开我吗？" Muffat's eyes filled with tears. He clasped his hands together. 缪法的眼里噙着泪水，合拢双手央求道： 
我们一起睡吧。" At this Nana suddenly lost all control over herself and was choked by nervous sobs. She was being taken advaatage of when all was said and done! What had these stories to do with her? She certainly had used all manner of delicate methods in order to teach him his lesson gently. And now he was for making her pay the damages! No, hank you! She was kindhearted, but not to that extent. 娜娜一下子不知所措，神经质般地抽抽噎噎，哭得透不过气来。归根结蒂，是人家奸污了她！这些事与她有何相干？确实，她尽可能用委婉的方式来启发他。而现在人家却想叫她承担责任！不，这可不行！她心地好，但不能好到这种程度。 "The devil, but I've had enough of this!" she swore, bringing her fist down on the furniture. "Yes, yes, I wanted to be faithful--it was all I could do to be that! Yet if I spoke the word I could be rich tomorrow, my dear fellow!"" 他妈的！我受够了！"她骂道，一边用手敲着桌子，"嘿！我竭力忍住，我想忠实于你……可是，亲爱的，只要我开口说一句话，明天我就会变成富翁。" He looked up in surprise. Never once had he thought of the monetary question. If she only expressed a desire he would realize it at once; his whole fortune was at her service. 他吃惊地抬起头来。他从来没有想到钱的问题。如果她表示有这样愿望，他马上就把它付诸实现。他的全部财产都是属于她的。 "No, it's too late now," she replied furiously. "I like men who give without being asked. No, if you were to offer me a million for a single interview I should say no! It's over between us; I've got other fish to fry there! So be off or I shan't answer for the consequences. I shall do something dreadful!"" 不行，现在给钱太迟了，"她怒气冲冲地说道，"我喜欢那些不用我开口就给钱的男人……不行，你知道，你现在一次给我一百万，我也不要。我就说到这里，我还有别的事呢……你走吧，否则，我对后果不负任何责任。我可要闹出事来的。" 
她脸上露出威胁的神态，向他走去。这个善良的烟花女被逼得大动肝火，她仍然深信她对那些缠住她的正经男人享有权利，并深信自己比他们更正经。这时，门倏然开了，斯泰内来了。这真是火上加油。她惊叫了一声： "Well, I never. Here's the other one!"" 瞧！又来了一个！" Bewildered by her piercing outcry, Steiner stopped short. Muffat's unexpected presence annoyed him, for he feared an explanation and had been doing his best to avoid it these three months past. With blinking eyes he stood first on one leg, then on the other, looking embarrassed the while and avoiding the count's gaze. He was out of breath, and as became a man who had rushed across Paris with good news, only to find himself involved in unforeseen trouble, his face was flushed and distorted. 听到她的叫声，斯泰内愣了一下，他停止了脚步。缪法在场出乎他的意料，他真反感，因为他害怕缪法作解释，所以三个月来，他一直回避这件事。他眨着眼睛，神色尴尬地摇摆着身子，看也不看伯爵一眼。他气喘吁吁，满脸通红，脸色变了样，好像一个人跑遍了巴黎，来报一则喜讯，却碰上一件倒霉的事。 "Que veux-tu, toi?" asked Nana roughly, using the second person singular in open mockery of the count." 你要干什么，你？"娜娜生硬地问道，她用亲昵的人称来称呼斯泰内，以此来奚落伯爵。 "What--what do I--" he stammered. "I've got it for you--you know what."" 我……我……"斯泰内结结巴巴地说，"我有东西要交给你，你知道是什么东西。" 
什么东西？" He hesitated. The day before yesterday she had given him to understand that if he could not find her a thousand francs to pay a bill with she would not receive him any more. For two days he had been loafing about the town in quest of the money and had at last made the sum up that very morning. 他犹豫了一下。前天晚上，她曾对他说，如果他不给她搞到一千法郎来给她还债，她就不再接待他了。两天来，他到处奔波，终于在今天上午才凑足了这笔钱。 "The thousand francs!" he ended by declaring as he drew an envelope from his pocket." 你需要的一千法郎。"他终于开口了，一边从口袋里抽出一只信封。 Nana had not remembered. 这件事娜娜已经忘记了。 "The thousand francs!" she cried. "D'you think I'm begging alms? Now look here, that's what I value your thousand francs at!"" 一千法郎！"她嚷道，"我是乞求施舍的吗？……瞧！你看我是看中你这一千法郎！" 
说完，她拿起信封，朝他的脸上扔去。斯泰内是个谨慎的犹太人，他吃力地把信封捡起来，用呆滞的目光看着娜娜。缪法同他交换了一下失望的眼色，而娜娜两手叉腰，嚷得更响了： "Come now, will you soon have done insulting me? I'm glad you've come, too, dear boy, because now you see the clearance'll be quite complete. Now then, gee up! Out you go!"" 喂！你们侮辱我算完了吧！……你呀，亲爱的斯泰内，你也来了，我很高兴，你明白了吧，这样我就可以彻底打扫了……走吧，好了，滚吧。" Then as they did not hurry in the least, for they were paralyzed: 他们一点也不着急，一动也不动。她又说道： "D'you mean to say I'm acting like a fool, eh? It's likely enough! But you've bored me too much! And, hang it all, I've had enough of swelldom! If I die of what I'm doing--well, it's my fancy!"" 嗯！你们会说我在干一件蠢事吧？这很可能！但是你们把我烦死了！……呸！我干漂亮事已经干够了！如果我因干蠢事而死，我也死得其乐！" They sought to calm her; they begged her to listen to reason. 他们想叫她平静下来，他们恳求她。 
一，二，你们还赖着不走？……好吧，你们瞧，我还有人呢。" And with a brisk movement she flung wide the bedroom door. Whereupon in the middle of the tumbled bed the two men caught sight of Fontan. He had not expected to be shown off in this situation; nevertheless, he took things very easily, for he was used to sudden surprises on the stage. Indeed, after the first shock he even hit upon a grimace calculated to tide him honorably over his difficulty; he "turned rabbit," as he phrased it, and stuck out his lips and wrinkled up his nose, so as completely to transform the lower half of his face. His base, satyrlike head seemed to exude incontinence. It was this man Fontan then whom Nana had been to fetch at the Varieties every day for a week past, for she was smitten with that fierce sort of passion which the grimacing ugliness of a low comedian is wont to inspire in the genus courtesan. 她用力一推，把卧室的门开得很大。于是两个男人瞥见丰唐躺在乱糟糟的床中间。丰唐没有料到会这样让他亮相。他翘着两条腿，睡衣敞开，像只公山羊躺在起皱的花边中间，露出一身黑皮。他并没有惊慌失措，因为他在舞台上什么惊险的场面都经历过。他开始吃了一惊，接着做了一个鬼脸来摆脱困境，他伸着嘴唇，翘着鼻子，脸部肌肉动个不停，用他的话来说，这叫扮兔子。他那副下流的色鬼嘴脸，充分暴露出他的淫荡的恶习。一个星期以来，娜娜每天到游艺剧院找丰唐，因为她也像某些娼妓一样，疯狂地爱上丑角演员的鬼脸了。 "There!" she said, pointing him out with tragic gesture." 瞧吧！"她用演戏的动作指着丰唐说道。 Muffat, who hitherto had pocketed everything, rebelled at this affront. 缪法什么气都忍受过了，但是对这样的侮辱却忍受不了。 "Bitch!" he stammered." 婊子！"他嘟哝道。 
娜娜已经进了卧室，又走回来，最后说道："你说什么，婊子！那么，你的老婆呢？" And she was off and, slamming the door with a bang, she noisily pushed to the bolt. Left alone, the two men gazed at one another in silence. Zoe had just come into the room, but she did not drive them out. Nay, she spoke to them in the most sensible manner. As became a woman with a head on her shoulders, she decided that Madame's conduct was rather too much of a good thing. But she defended her, nonetheless: this union with the play actor couldn't last; the madness must be allowed to pass off! The two men retired without uttering a sound. On the pavement outside they shook hands silently, as though swayed by a mutual sense of fraternity. Then they turned their backs on one another and went crawling off in opposite directions. 接着，她走回卧室，使劲关上门，然后哐当一声插上门栓。门外剩下两个男人，一声不吭，面面相觑。佐爱进来了，原来她并没有赶他们走，而是理解他们，和他们谈话。她是一个聪明人，她认为太太的蠢事做得有点过分。不过，她还是为她辩护，说她与那个丑角演员的关系长不了，应该让她这股狂热劲儿过了再说。两个男人走了。他们一句话也没说就走了。到了人行道上，他们很激动，彼此倒产生了友情，默默地握握手，然后转过脸，迈着沉重的步伐，分道扬镳了。 When at last Muffat entered his town house in the Rue Miromesnil his wife was just arriving. The two met on the great staircase, whose walls exhaled an icy chill. They lifted up their eyes and beheld one another. The count still wore his muddy clothes, and his pale, bewildered face betrayed the prodigal returning from his debauch. The countess looked as though she were utterly fagged out by a night in the train. She was dropping with sleep, but her hair had been brushed anyhow, and her eyes were deeply sunken. 缪法回到米罗梅斯尼尔街的公馆时，他的老婆也刚刚到家。两个人在宽阔楼梯上相遇了，看见楼梯旁的阴森森的墙壁，两人不禁打了一个寒战。他们抬起头来，彼此看见了。伯爵的衣服上还留下泥巴的痕迹，他脸色苍白，神态慌张，像在外面干了丑事。伯爵夫人像坐了一夜火车，疲惫不堪，站着打盹，头发蓬乱，眼皮发黑。 We are in a little set of lodgings on the fourth floor in the Rue Veron at Montmartre. Nana and Fontan have invited a few friends to cut their Twelfth-Night cake with them. They are giving their housewarming, though they have been only three days settled. 在蒙马特区韦龙街的一幢房子的五层楼上，娜娜和丰唐请来几个朋友吃三王来朝节饼，以此来庆祝乔迁之喜，他们搬到这里已有三天了。 They had no fixed intention of keeping house together, but the whole thing had come about suddenly in the first glow of the honeymoon. After her grand blowup, when she had turned the count and the banker so vigorously out of doors, Nana felt the world crumbling about her feet. She estimated the situation at a glance; the creditors would swoop down on her anteroom, would mix themselves up with her love affairs and threaten to sell her little all unless she continued to act sensibly. Then, too, there would be no end of disputes and carking anxieties if she attempted to save her furniture from their clutches. And so she preferred giving up everything. Besides, the flat in the Boulevard Haussmann was plaguing her to death. It was so stupid with its great gilded rooms! In her access of tenderness for Fontan she began dreaming of a pretty little bright chamber. Indeed, she returned to the old ideals of the florist days, when her highest ambition was to have a rosewood cupboard with a plate-glass door and a bed hung with blue "reps." In the course of two days she sold what she could smuggle out of the house in the way of knickknacks and jewelry and then disappeared, taking with her ten thousand francs and never even warning the porter's wife. It was a plunge into the dark, a merry spree; never a trace was left behind. In this way she would prevent the men from coming dangling after her. Fontain was very nice. He did not say no to anything but just let her do as she liked. Nay, he even displayed an admirable spirit of comradeship. He had, on his part, nearly seven thousand francs, and despite the fact that people accused him of stinginess, he consented to add them to the young woman's ten thousand. The sum struck them as a solid foundation on which to begin housekeeping. And so they started away, drawing from their common hoard, in order to hire and furnish the two rooms in the Rue Veron, and sharing everything together like old friends. In the early days it was really delicious. 他们本来并未打算住在一起，这是在蜜月的热恋中突然决定的。在她大动肝火，断然把伯爵和银行家赶出门的第二天，她感到自己周围的一切都土崩瓦解了。现在她对自己的前景一下看得清清楚楚了：债主们就要涌进她的候见厅里，他们甚至会干涉他们的爱情，并扬言拍卖她的一切，如果她不听从他们的安排的话；为了让他们给她留下四件家具，必须要同他们没完没了地争吵，直到吵得头昏脑胀。她宁愿什么都不要。另外，奥斯曼大街的那套住宅她住厌了。这套房子的色调很简单，几个大房间全都涂刷成金黄色。在她与丰唐热恋的时候，她就梦想有一间漂亮、明亮的卧室，仿佛她过去当卖花姑娘时的理想在她的脑海中重现了，不过那时所理想的只是一个带穿衣镜的红木衣柜和一张挂蓝色棱纹布帐子的床。两天之内，她卖掉了她能够卖掉的一切东西，如小摆设和珠宝饰，随后，她带着一万法郎悄然离去，连跟女门房都没打一声招呼。娜娜溜走了，离家出走了，没有留下一点踪迹。这样一走，那些男人就不来缠住她不放了。丰唐很听话。娜娜要搬走，他连个"不"字都未说。她爱怎么做就让她怎么做。他甚至像一个好伙伴那样行事。他有近七千法郎，尽管有人说他很吝啬，他还是同意拿出来，与娜娜的一万法郎放在一起。在他们看来，这笔钱似乎是一笔建立一个牢固家庭的资金。从此，他们花钱便从两人放在一起的钱中拿，租下韦龙街的两间房子，并在里面配备了家具，像老朋友一样分享着一切。起初，日子过得很甜蜜。 
三王来朝节那天晚上，勒拉太太带着小路易第一个来到。因为丰唐没有回来，她便大胆说出了她对侄女的担心，因为她看到娜娜放弃了发财的机会，对此，她心里感到惶惶不安。 "Oh, Aunt, I love him so dearly!" cried Nana, pressing her hands to her heart with the prettiest of gestures." 啊！姑妈，我多么爱他！"娜娜一边大声说着，一边做了一个优美的姿势，把双手合拢，放在胸前。 This phrase produced an extraordinary effect on Mme Lerat, and tears came into her eyes. 这句话对勒拉太太产生不寻常的效果。她的眼里涌出了泪水。 "That's true," she said with an air of conviction. "Love before all things!"" 这话倒是真的，"她坚信不疑地说，"爱情是高于一切的。" And with that she went into raptures over the prettiness of the rooms. Nana took her to see the bedroom, the parlor and the very kitchen. Gracious goodness, it wasn't a vast place, but then, they had painted it afresh and put up new wallpapers. Besides, the sun shone merrily into it during the daytime. 接着，她对几个房间的雅致漂亮，赞不绝口。娜娜带她去看卧室，餐厅，连厨房也看了。当然罗！卧室并不宽敞，墙壁都重新粉刷过了，更换了糊墙纸；阳光射进来，给人以惬意之感。 
勒拉太太让小路易呆在厨房里，他站在女佣人后面，看她烤制母鸡，而她把娜娜留在卧室里。她有些话想直截了当跟娜娜谈谈，因为佐爱刚刚去过她家。佐爱对女主人一片忠心，她一直留在原来的住宅里大胆地应付局面。工钱吗，太太迟付一些，她也无所谓。在奥斯曼大街那套凌乱不堪的住宅里，是她应付了许多债主，组织了体面的撤退，挽救了一些残存的东西，她总是对债主们说，太太出外旅行了，从来不告诉他们她的去向。由于害怕被人跟踪，她放弃了来看望太太的兴趣。然而，今天早上，她来到勒拉太太家，是因为出现了新情况。昨天晚上，一些债主来了，他们当中有地毯商、煤炭商、洗衣妇，他们提出可以放宽还债的期限，甚至说可以借一大笔钱给太太，只要太太回到她的住所，做事聪明一些。姑妈转达了佐爱的话，说这件事情背后，很可能有一个男人在出谋划策。 "I'll never consent!" declared Nana in great disgust. "Ah, they're a pretty lot those tradesmen! Do they think I'm to be sold so that they can get their bills paid? Why, look here, I'd rather die of hunger than deceive Fontan."" 绝对不行！"娜娜愤怒地说，"这些商人真卑鄙龌龊！难道他们以为我得卖身来还他们的债吗！……你知道，我宁愿饿死，也不欺骗丰唐。"
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