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尽管如此，开初半小时的忙乱过去了，这时，他们一路上出现的那种沉默与拘谨又蔓延开来。布朗罗先生没和他们共进晚餐，而是单独呆在一个房间里。另外有两位绅士匆匆而来，又匆匆离去，两个人在那个短暂的间隔里也是在一旁交谈，神色十分焦虑。有一次，梅莱太太被叫了出去，过了差不多一个小时才回来，当时她的眼睛都哭肿了。露丝和奥立弗本来就对最近揭露出的秘密一无所知，现在又是这种情况，弄得他俩神经紧张，很是不安。他俩默默地坐着发愣。即使偶尔交谈几句，声音也压得很低，好像连他们自己的声音也害怕听见似的。 At length, when nine o'clock had come, and they began to think they were to hear no more that night, Mr. Losberne and Mr. Grimwig entered the room, followed by Mr. Brownlow and a man whom Oliver almost shrieked with surprise to see; for they told him it was his brother, and it was the same man he had met at the market-town, and seen looking in with Fagin at the window of his little room. Monks cast a look of hate, which, even then, he could not dissemble, at the astonished boy, and sat down near the door. Mr. Brownlow, who had papers in his hand, walked to a table near which Rose and Oliver were seated. 好容易到了九点钟，他们还以为当天晚上再也听不到什么消息的时候，罗斯伯力先生与格林维格先生走进房间，后边跟着布朗罗先生和一个男人，奥立弗一见此人便大吃一惊，险些叫出声来。原来这正是自己在集市上撞见，后来又看到跟费金一块儿打自己那间小屋的窗口往里张望的那个人。他们告诉他，这人是他的哥哥。孟可司将仇恨的目光投向惊奇不置的奥立弗，在门边坐了下来，即使到了现在，他也掩饰不住这种仇恨。布朗罗先生手里拿着几份文件，走到露丝和奥立弗已经端坐一旁的那张桌子跟前。 'This is a painful task,' said he, 'but these declarations, which have been signed in London before many gentlemen, must be substance repeated here. I would have spared you the degradation, but we must hear them from your own lips before we part, and you know why.' “这是一桩苦差事，”他说道，“这些声明本来已经在伦敦当着许多绅士的面签过字了，可还是得在这儿把要点重申一下。我并不是存心要让你丢人现眼，不过，在大家分手以前，还得听你亲口念一遍，原因你是知道的。” 'Go on,' said the person addressed, turning away his face. 'Quick. I have almost done enough, I think. Don't keep me here.' “说下去，”被点到的那个人把脸转到一边，说道，“快一点。我大概也做得差不多了，不要再为难我了。” 'This child,' said Mr. Brownlow, drawing Oliver to him, and laying his hand upon his head, 'is your half-brother; the illegitimate son of your father, my dear friend Edwin Leeford, by poor young Agnes Fleming, who died in giving him birth.' “这个孩子，”布朗罗先生把奥立弗拉到身旁，一只手搭在他的头上，说道，“是你的异母兄弟。是你父亲、我的好朋友埃德温·黎福特的非婚生儿子，可怜他母亲，小艾格尼丝·弗莱明，生下他就死了。” 
“是啊，”孟可司瞪眼怒视着颤栗不止的奥立弗，也许他已经听见那孩子的心在卜卜直跳。“那正是他们的私生子。” 'The term you use,' said Mr. Brownlow, sternly, 'is a reproach to those long since passed beyong the feeble censure of the world. It reflects disgrace on no one living, except you who use it. Let that pass. He was born in this town.' “你用这个字眼，”布朗罗先生严厉地说，“是在侮辱那些早已超脱于世间的流言蜚语之外的人，除了你以外，不会使任何一个活着的人蒙受耻辱。这些都不提了。他是不是在这个镇上出生的？” 'In the workhouse of this town,' was the sullen reply. 'You have the story there.' He pointed impatiently to the papers as he spoke. “在本镇的济贫院，”回答的口气相当阴沉，“你那儿不是写着嘛。”说话的时候，他不耐烦地指了指那些文件。 'I must have it here, too,' said Mr. Brownlow, looking round upon the listeners. “我要在这儿证实一下。”布朗罗先生环顾着室内的听众，说道。 'Listen then! You!' returned Monks. 'His father being taken ill at Rome, was joined by his wife, my mother, from whom he had been long separated, who went from Paris and took me with her--to look after his property, for what I know, for she had no great affection for him, nor he for her. He knew nothing of us, for his senses were gone, and he slumbered on till next day, when he died. Among the papers in his desk, were two, dated on the night his illness first came on, directed to yourself'; he addressed himself to Mr. Brownlow; 'and enclosed in a few short lines to you, with an intimation on the cover of the package that it was not to be forwarded till after he was dead. One of these papers was a letter to this girl Agnes; the other a will.' “那就听着！你们！”孟可司回答，“他父亲在罗马病倒后，他们夫妻早就分居了，他妻子，也就是我母亲，带着我从巴黎赶去--想料理一下他的财产。据我所知，她对他没什么感情，而他对我母亲也是一样。他一点也没认出我们，他已经失去知觉，一直昏昏沉沉，第二天就死了。他的书桌里放着一些文件，当中有两份是他刚发病的那天晚上写的，封套上写着寄给你本人，”他转向布朗罗先生说道，“他给你写了短短几行就封起来，文件封套上还有一个说明，要等到他死了以后才发出去。那些文件当中有一封信，是给那个名叫艾格尼丝的姑娘的，另一个是份遗嘱。” 
“信是怎么写的？”布朗罗先生问道。 'The letter?--A sheet of paper crossed and crossed again, with a penitent confession, and prayers to God to help her. He had palmed a tale on the girl that some secret mystery--to be explained one day--prevented his marrying her just then; and so she had gone on, trusting patiently to him, until she trusted too far, and lost what none could ever give her back. She was, at that time, within a few months of her confinement. He told her all he had meant to do, to hide her shame, if he had lived, and prayed her, if he died, not to curse him memory, or think the consequences of their sin would be visited on her or their young child; for all the guilt was his. He reminded her of the day he had given her the little locket and the ring with her christian name engraved upon it, and a blank left for that which he hoped one day to have bestowed upon her--prayed her yet to keep it, and wear it next her heart, as she had done before--and then ran on, wildly, in the same words, over and over again, as if he had gone distracted. I believe he had.' “信？--只有一张纸，上边涂了又涂，有忏悔的告白，有祈求上帝拯救她的祷告。他向那姑娘编了一段假话，说他有一个不为人知的秘密--总有一天会揭开的--所以自己当时没有娶她。她还是一如既往，对他深信不疑，直到信任过了头，失去了谁也无法再交还给她的东西。当时，她还有几个月就要分娩。他把自己的打算统统告诉了她，只要他还活着，就不会让她名誉扫地。万一他死了，也求她不要诅咒他的亡灵，或者认为他们的罪孽会给她或是他们幼小的孩子招来惩罚，因为一切罪过都是他的。他提醒她别忘了自己某一天送给她的那个小金盒和那枚戒指。戒指上边刻有她的名字，旁边留下的空白准备刻上他希望有朝一日能奉献给她的姓氏--求她把盒子保存好，挂在贴胸的地方，就像从前一样--接下来还是那些话，一遍一遍，疯疯癫癫地重复，像是神经错乱似的。他脑子肯定出毛病了。” 'The will,' said Mr. Brownlow, as Oliver's tears fell fast. “说说遗嘱的情况。”布朗罗先生说道，奥立弗此时已是泪如泉涌。 Monks was silent. 孟可司一言不发。 'The will,' said Mr. Brownlow, speaking for him, 'was in the same spirit as the letter. He talked of miseries which his wife had brought upon him; of the rebellious disposition, vice, malice, and premature bad passions of you his only son, who had been trained to hate him; and left you, and your mother, each an annuity of eight hundred pounds. The bulk of his property he divided into two equal portions--one for Agnes Fleming, and the other for their child, it it should be born alive, and ever come of age. If it were a girl, it was to inherit the money unconditionally; but if a boy, only on the stipulation that in his minority he should never have stained his name with any public act of dishonour, meanness, cowardice, or wrong. He did this, he said, to mark his confidence in the other, and his conviction--only strengthened by approaching death--that the child would share her gentle heart, and noble nature. If he were disappointed in this expectation, then the money was to come to you: for then, and not till then, when both children were equal, would he recognise your prior claim upon his purse, who had none upon his heart, but had, from an infant, repulsed him with coldness and aversion.' “遗嘱的大意和那封信是一样的，”布朗罗先生替他说道，“上边谈到了妻子给他带来的不幸，还谈到你顽劣的性格，歹毒的心肠和过早形成的邪恶欲望，你是他唯一的儿子，可你受到的调教就是仇恨自己的父亲。他给你和你母亲各留下了八百英镑的年金。他把大部分财产分为相等的两份：一份给艾格尼丝·弗莱明，另一份给他们的孩子，只要孩子能平安生下来，并达到法定成年期。假如是个女孩，那笔钱的继承是无条件的。但如果是男孩，就有一个条件，就是说，他在未成年期间绝对不能以任何不名誉的、下作的、怯懦的或是违法的行为玷污他的姓氏。他说，立下这样的遗嘱，是为了表明他对孩子母亲的信任和他自己的信念--随着死亡的逼近，这种信念反而增强了--他相信孩子一定会继承她高尚的心胸和品性。万一他希望落空，到时候这笔钱就归你，因为到了那个时候，也只有到了两个儿子都成了一路货的时候，他才承认你有权优先申请他的财产，而你过去没把任何人放在心上，从小就以冷漠和厌恶来打击他。” 
“我母亲，”孟可司提高了嗓门，“做了一个女人应该做的事。她烧掉了这份遗嘱。那封信也永远到不了收信人手里。她把那封信和别的一些证据留下了，担心他们俩会想尽办法赖掉这桩丑事。那姑娘的父亲从我母亲那里知道了真相，她怀着刻骨仇恨--我到现在还为此而爱她--尽量夸张，火上浇油。那个作父亲的遭到这样的羞辱，便带着两个女儿躲到威尔士一个偏僻的角落，甚至改名换姓，叫那班朋友压根儿打听不到他隐居的地方，在那儿，没过多久就发现他死在床上。几个星期以前，那姑娘已经悄悄离家出走了。那个作父亲的去找过她，双脚走遍了附近的每一个村镇。就在回到家里的那天晚上，他认定女儿自杀了，为的是掩盖她自己的羞愧和父亲的耻辱，他那颗老年人的心也碎了。” There was a short silence here, until Mr. Brownlow took up the thread of the narrative. 房间里一片沉寂。稍停，布朗罗先生接上了故事的线索。 'Years after this,' he said, 'this man's--Edward Leeford's--mother came to me. He had left her, when only eighteen; robbed her of jewels and money; gambled, squandered, forged, and fled to London: where for two years he had associated with the lowest outcasts. She was sinking under a painful and incurable disease, and wished to recover him before she died. Inquiries were set on foot, and strict searches made. They were unavailing for a long time, but ultimately successful; and he went back with her to France. “几年以后，”他说道，“这个人--爱德华·黎福特--的母亲来找我。儿子才十八岁，就把她的珠宝和现款席卷而去。他赌博成性，漫天使钱，造假作弊，后来逃到伦敦去了。他在伦敦最最下流的社会渣滓当中鬼混了两年。他母亲得了一种痛苦的不治之症，身体一天不如一天，却还指望临死以前把儿子找回来。她派人四处打听，仔细寻访，很长一段时间都没有结果，但最后还是找到了。他就跟着他母亲去了法国。”
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