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沿途的确是很适意的。但是康妮不住地自己说:"我为什么一点光趣都没有?为什么什么都引不起我的兴趣?多么可怖,我对于风景都失掉兴趣了!那是可怖的!我象圣伯纳德似的,他渡了过卢塞思湖,却连青山绿水都没有看见。风景既然再也不使我发生兴趣了,那么为什么要强迫自己去欣赏?为什么?我不!" No, she found nothing vital in France or Switzerland or the Tyrol or Italy. She just was carted through it all. And it was all less real than Wragby. Less real than the awful Wragby! She felt she didn't care if she never saw France or Switzerland or Italy again. They'd keep. Wragby was more real. 是的,她在法国、瑞士、提罗尔和意大利都找不以有生气的东西,她只象货物似的,被运载着,打这些地方经过,并且这一切都比勒格贝更不真实,比那可怖的勒格贝更不真实! As for people! people were all alike, with very little difference. They all wanted to get money out of you: or, if they were travellers, they wanted to get enjoyment, perforce, like squeezing blood out of a stone. Poor mountains! poor landscape! it all had to be squeezed and squeezed and squeezed again, to provide a thrill, to provide enjoyment. What did people mean, with their simply determined enjoying of themselves? 至于人们呢!他们都是一样的,没有什么大不贩地方。他们都想您掏腰包,否则,假如他们是游客的话,他们便无论如何都得寻找快乐,好象把石头挤出血来似的找寻。可怜的山峦!可怜的风景!它们邦昨给人挤,挤出点小快活、小乐趣来。这些决心享乐的人们,究竟有什么意义? No! said Connie to herself I'd rather be at Wragby, where I can go about and be still, and not stare at anything or do any performing of any sort. This tourist performance of enjoying oneself is too hopelessly humiliating: it's such a failure. " 不!"康妮对自己说,"我宁愿留在勒格贝。那儿,动静。由我,不用鉴赏什么,不用做作什么。这种旅客的寻乐。实在是太单屈的,太无聊的!" She wanted to go back to Wragby, even to Clifford, even to poor crippled Clifford. He wasn't such a fool as this swarming holidaying lot, anyhow. 她想回勒格贝去,甚至回埂克利福那里去。甚至回到那可怜的残刻的克利福那里去。无论如何,耸总不象这些暑假游历的傻子们一般的傻呢。 
但是在她的内心里,她却没有民那另一个人,她和他的联系决不可中断。啊!决不可中断,否则她便要迷失了,便要完全地迷失在这些有钱的废人和雪乐虫中间了。啊!这些雪乐虫!啊!"离乐"!这是令人作呕的另一种摩登花样。 They left the car in Mestre, in a garage, and took the regular steamer over to Venice. It was a lovely summer afternoon, the shallow lagoon rippled, the full sunshine made Venice, turning its back to them across the water, look dim. 她们把汽车停在梅斯脱的一家汽车行里,坐了定时航行的汽船到威尼斯去,那是一个可爱的夏天午后。湖水起着涟漪。在彼岸背向着她们的威尼斯,在庞大的太阳光下,显得朦胧暗淡, At the station quay they changed to a gondola, giving the man the address. He was a regular gondolier in a white-and-blue blouse, not very good-looking, not at all impressive. 到了码头后,她们换了一只游艇,把地址告诉了舟子。那是个普通的舟子,穿着件蓝带白的宽外衣:相貌并不很好看,一点特别的地方都没有。 'Yes! The Villa Esmeralda! Yes! I know it! I have been the gondolier for a gentleman there. But a fair distance out!' " 是的!埃姆拉达别墅!是的!我认得的!那里的一位先生坐过我的船,但是离这儿很远呢。" He seemed a rather childish, impetuous fellow. He rowed with a certain exaggerated impetuosity, through the dark side-canals with the horrible, slimy green walls, the canals that go through the poorer quarters, where the washing hangs high up on ropes, and there is a slight, or strong, odour of sewage. 他看来是个孩子气气的躁急的家伙。他躁得有些过甚地划着船,经过那些两边起着可怖的粘腻的绿寺的小运河,这些小河经过一些穷苦人家的区域,那儿,看得见洗涤过的衣物高高地挂在绳七,并且有一股乍浓乍淡的阴沟气味。 
但是她们终于来到了两边有行人道的空阔的运河,上面跨着下结拱桥,河道笔直,和大运河适成直角。他们坐在小船筵下面,舟子高踞在她们的后边。 'Are the signorine staying long at the Villa Esmeralda?' he asked, rowing easy, and 'wiping his perspiring face with a white-and-blue handkerchief. " 小姐们要在埃姆拉达别墅久住吗?"他一边说,一边从容地划着船,并且用一条自黑带蓝的手巾揩着脸的汗。 'Some twenty days: we are both married ladies,' said Hilda, in her curious hushed voice, that made her Italian sound so foreign. 约莫二十天的样子,我们俩都是结了婚的太太。"希尔达说,她的奇沉哑的声音,使她的意大利话说得更难听。 'Ah! Twenty days!' said the man. There was a pause. After which he asked: 'Do the signore want a gondolier for the twenty days or so that they will stay at the Villa Esmeralda? Or by the day, or by the week?' " 啊!二十天!"那个人说。过了一会他又问道:"太太们,在这二十天内要不要雇一只艇子?按日计算,或者按星期计算?" Connie and Hilda considered. In Venice, it is always preferable to have one's own gondola, as it is preferable to have one's own car on land. 康妮和希尔达考虑着。在威尼斯,总是有一部分自己的游艇好,正如在陆地上,总是有一部自己的汽车好一样。 
别墅里有什么船?" 'There is a motor-launch, also a gondola. But---' The but meant: they won't be your property. " 有一只小汽车船,也有一只游艇,但是……"这个"但是"是说:它们不是你们的。 'How much do you charge?' " 你要多少钱?" It was about thirty shillings a day, or ten pounds a week. 他要三十先令一天,十金镑一星期。 'Is that the regular price?' asked Hilda. " 这是通常的价钱么?"希尔达道。 
比通常的价钱更便宜,太太,通常是……" The sisters considered. 姊妹俩考虑着。 'Well,' said Hilda, 'come tomorrow morning, and we will arrange it. What is your name?' " 好吧!"希尔达说,"你明天早上来,我们再定夺吧。你叫什么么名字?" His name was Giovanni, and he wanted to know at what time he should come, and then for whom should he say he was waiting. Hilda had no card. Connie gave him one of hers. He glanced at it swiftly, with his hot, southern blue eyes, then glanced again. 他叫佐万尼,他问他应该在几点钟来,应该找哪一位。希尔达没有名片,康妮把她的给了他一张。他的热烈的南国人的蓝色,迅疾地往上瞥了一瞥,然后又望了一望。 'Ah!' he said, lighting up. 'Milady! Milady, isn't it?' " 啊!"他说,脸孔光亮了起来,"男爵夫人!男爵夫人,是不是广 
柯士登沙男爵夫人!"康妮说。 Their host was a heavy, rather coarse Scotchman who had made a good fortune in Italy before the war, and had been knighted for his ultrapatriotism during the war. His wife was a thin, pale, sharp kind of person with no fortune of her own, and the misfortune of having to regulate her husband's rather sordid amorous exploits. He was terribly tiresome with the servants. But having had a slight stroke during the winter, he was now more manageable. 主人是个有点粗俗的笨重的苏格兰人,他大战前在意大利发了一笔大财。因为在大战中十分爱国,所以封了爵士。他的女人是那种清瘦、苍白、泼辣的人,她私人是没有财产的。她的不幸的地方,便是要管束她的丈夫的有点龌龊的招峰引蝶的行为。但是在冬季里,他发了一场小病,现在他是比较容易被驾驭了。 The house was pretty full. Besides Sir Malcolm and his two daughters, there were seven more people, a Scotch couple, again with two daughters; a young Italian Contessa, a widow; a young Georgian prince, and a youngish English clergyman who had had pneumonia and was being chaplain to Sir Alexander for his health's sake. The prince was penniless, good-looking, would make an excellent chauffeur, with the necessary impudence, and basta! The Contessa was a quiet little puss with a game on somewhere. The clergyman was a raw simple fellow from a Bucks vicarage: luckily he had left his wife and two children at home. And the Guthries, the family of four, were good solid Edinburgh middle class, enjoying everything in a solid fashion, and daring everything while risking nothing. 别墅差不多住满了容,除了麦尔具体地说爵士和他的两个女儿外,还有七位客人:一对苏格兰夫妇,也带了两个女儿;一位是年轻的意利的伯爵夫人,她是个寡妇;一位是年轻的乔治亚亲王;另一位断纪还劝的英国牧师,他因为患过炎,现在在亚力山大爵士的小教堂里主事,藉此休养身体。那位亲王是个囊空如洗的漂亮人物,厚颜无耻,拿来做个车夫是很不错的!伯爵夫人是个沉静的小猫猫,她有她自己的小勾当。那牧师是个从巴克斯教会来的经验缺乏头脑简单的人;他侥幸地把他的女人和两个孩子留在家里。那苏格兰夫妇一家四口一他们姓加丝利,是爱丁堡的坚实的中等阶级人家,他们坚实地享受一切,事事敢做敢说,只要自己不吃亏。
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