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在这千钧一发之际，费金往后一闪便躲开了，真叫人猜不透，他表面上衰老不堪，这一进一退之间却十分敏捷。他抓起白锡锅，准备冲着敌方头上砸过去。就在这时候，查理·贝兹发出一声恐怖万分的嚎叫，岔开了他的注意力，他突然改变了目标，把锅子照准那一位小绅士摔去。 'Why, what the blazes is in the wind now!' growled a deep voice. 'Who pitched that 'ere at me? It's well it's the beer, and not the pot, as hit me, or I'd have settled somebody. I might have know'd, as nobody but an infernal, rich, plundering, thundering old Jew could afford to throw away any drink but water--and not that, unless he done the River Company every quarter. Wot's it all about, Fagin? D--me, if my neck-handkercher an't lined with beer! Come in, you sneaking warmint; wot are you stopping outside for, as if you was ashamed of your master! Come in!' “嗬，风风火火的，还真来劲哩。”一个低沉的嗓音忿忿不平地说，“是谁把啤酒往我身上乱泼？幸好砸在我身上的是啤酒，不是那口锅，不然我可得找谁算账了。我就知道，除了一个无法无天、坐地分赃的混账犹太上老财，恐怕谁也破费不起，抓起饮料乱设，大不了也就是泼水--那也得每个季度骗自来水公司一回。费金，到底是怎么回事？妈的，如果我围脖儿上沾的不是啤酒的话，哼哼。进来呀，你这个鬼头鬼脑的杂种，还不肯进来，总不成还替你家主人害臊。进来！” The man who growled out these words, was a stoutly-built fellow of about five-and-thirty, in a black velveteen coat, very soiled drab breeches, lace-up half boots, and grey cotton stockings which inclosed a bulky pair of legs, with large swelling calves;--the kind of legs, which in such costume, always look in an unfinished and incomplete state without a set of fetters to garnish them. He had a brown hat on his head, and a dirty belcher handkerchief round his neck: with the long frayed ends of which he smeared the beer from his face as he spoke. He disclosed, when he had done so, a broad heavy countenance with a beard of three days' growth, and two scowling eyes; one of which displayed various parti-coloured symptoms of having been recently damaged by a blow. 发这一通牢骚的是一个年约三十五六岁，长得壮壮实实的汉子。此人穿一件黑色平绒外套，淡褐色马裤脏兮兮的，半长统靴，铅灰色套袜里裹着两条粗腿，腿肚上肌肉鼓得高高的--这两条腿，又是这样一副装束，看上去总让人觉得是一件尚未完工的半成品，单缺一副脚镣作为装饰。他戴着一顶灰色帽子，脖子上裹了一条龌龊的蓝白花围巾，一边说话，一边用长长的、已经磨破的围巾角擦去脸上的啤酒。啤酒擦掉了，一张呆板的宽脸膛露了出来，胡子已经三天没刮，两只阴沉的眼睛，有一只眼睛周围什么颜色都有，那是最近挨了一击留下的。 'Come in, d'ye hear?' growled this engaging ruffian. “进来，你听见了没有？”这位引人注目的煞神咆哮起来。 A white shaggy dog, with his face scratched and torn in twenty different places, skulked into the room. 一只毛蓬蓬的白狗躲躲闪闪地跑进来，脸上带着二十来处伤痕裂口。 
“你先前干吗不进来？”那汉子说道，“你也太骄傲了，当着大家连我都不认了，是不是啊？躺下吧。” This command was accompanied with a kick, which sent the animal to the other end of the room. He appeared well used to it, however; for he coiled himself up in a corner very quietly, without uttering a sound, and winking his very ill-looking eyes twenty times in a minute, appeared to occupy himself in taking a survey of the apartment. 这道命令伴随着一脚，把那畜生打发到了屋子的另一头。然而，狗显然已经习以为常，它悄无声息地蜷在角落里，没发出一点响动，一双贼眼一分钟约莫眨巴了二十次，看样子正在考察这间屋子。 'What are you up to? Ill-treating the boys, you covetous, avaricious, in-sa-ti-a-ble old fence?' said the man, seating himself deliberately. 'I wonder they don't murder you! I would if I was them. If I'd been your 'prentice, I'd have done it long ago, and--no, I couldn't have sold you afterwards, for you're fit for nothing but keeping as a curiousity of ugliness in a glass bottle, and I suppose they don't blow glass bottles large enough.' “你人什么？在虐待这些孩子吗，你这个贪得无厌，贪--心--不--足的老守财奴？”汉子大大咧咧地坐了下来。“我真纳闷，他们怎么没有杀了你。我要是他们，准会于掉你。我要是你徒弟的话，早这么做了，嗯--不，宰了以后你就卖不出去了，你还就值当一件丑不可耐的古董，装在玻璃瓶里，就是他们恐怕吹不出这么大的瓶子。” 'Hush! hush! Mr. Sikes,' said the Jew, trembling; 'don't speak so loud!' “嘘，嘘！赛克斯先生，”老犹太浑身直哆嗦，说道，“不要说那么大声。” 'None of your mistering,' replied the ruffian; 'you always mean mischief when you come that. You know my name: out with it! I shan't disgrace it when the time comes.' “什么先生不先生的，”那恶棍回答，“你来这一手，从来就没安过好心。你知道我名字，只管叫我的名字。时候一到，我不会丢人现眼的。” 
“好了，好了，那--比尔·赛克斯，”费金低声下气地说，“你好像不太高兴，比尔。” 'Perhaps I am,' replied Sikes; 'I should think you was rather out of sorts too, unless you mean as little harm when you throw pewter pots about, as you do when you blab and--' “很可能，”赛克斯回答，“我看你也不怎么舒坦，除非你不把到处乱摔白锡锅当回事，就跟你胡说--” 'Are you mad?' said the Jew, catching the man by the sleeve, and pointing towards the boys. “你疯了吗？”费金扯了一把赛克斯的衣袖，指了指那两个少年。 Mr. Sikes contented himself with tying an imaginary knot under his left ear, and jerking his head over on the right shoulder; a piece of dumb show which the Jew appeared to understand perfectly. He then, in cant terms, with which his whole conversation was plentifully besprinkled, but which would be quite unintelligible if they were recorded here, demanded a glass of liquor. 赛克斯先生打住话头，在右耳下边做了一个打结的动作，头一偏倒在右边肩膀上--老犹太对这类哑剧显然心领神会。接下来，赛克斯照着帮口里的说法，要了一杯酒。他的话里这类玩意儿多的是，如果一一记录下来，恐怕谁也看不懂。 'And mind you don't poison it,' said Mr. Sikes, laying his hat upon the table. “你可留神，别往里边下毒。”赛克斯先生说着，把帽子放在桌上。 
这话是说着玩的，可说话人如果看见老犹太咬着惨白的嘴唇朝柜橱转过身去时那邪恶的一瞥，大概会想到这一警告并非纯属多余，或者说，希望对酿酒师傅的绝活略加改进的这种想法（措词且不论）在老绅士的乐天派心怀中并不是一点也没有。 After swallowing two of three glasses of spirits, Mr. Sikes condescended to take some notice of the young gentlemen; which gracious act led to a conversation, in which the cause and manner of Oliver's capture were circumstantially detailed, with such alterations and improvements on the truth, as to the Dodger appeared most advisable under the circumstances. 两三杯烧酒下肚，赛克斯先生亲自对二位小绅士做了一番垂询，这一善举引起一番谈话，谈话间奥立弗被捕的起因与经过都给详详细细讲了出来，顺便也作了若干修改加工，机灵鬼认为在这种场合进行一些修改是很有必要的。 'I'm afraid,' said the Jew, 'that he may say something which will get us into trouble.' “我担心，”费金说道，“他会讲出一些事，把我们也搭进去。” 'That's very likely,' returned Sikes with a malicious grin. 'You're blowed upon, Fagin.' “很有可能，”赛克斯恶狠狠地咧嘴笑了笑。“你倒霉了，费金。” 'And I'm afraid, you see, added the Jew, speaking as if he had not noticed the interruption; and regarding the other closely as he did so,--'I'm afraid that, if the game was up with us, it might be up with a good many more, and that it would come out rather worse for you than it would for me, my dear.' “你瞧，我是有些担心，”老犹太仿佛对这一番打岔毫不在意似的，说话时眼睛紧紧盯着对方。“我担心的是，如果那场把戏牵连上我们，事儿可就闹大了，况且这档子事对你比对我更为不妙，我亲爱的。” 
赛克斯身子一震，朝费金转过身来。可老绅士只是把肩膀耸得快碰着耳朵了，两眼出神地盯着对面墙壁。 There was a long pause. Every member of the respectable coterie appeared plunged in his own reflections; not excepting the dog, who by a certain malicious licking of his lips seemed to be meditating an attack upon the legs of the first gentleman or lady he might encounter in the streets when he went out. 话头中断了好一会儿，这可敬的一伙中的每一名成员似乎都各自陷入了沉思。连那只狗也不例外，它多少有些狠巴巴地舔了舔嘴唇，像是正在盘算，到了外边怎么着也要一口咬住在街上遇见的第一位先生或者女士的脚脖子。 'Somebody must find out wot's been done at the office,' said Mr. Sikes in a much lower tone than he had taken since he came in. “得有人到局子里去打听打听。”赛克斯先生的嗓门比进门以后低了许多。 The Jew nodded assent. 费金点点头，表示赞成。 'If he hasn't peached, and is committed, there's no fear till he comes out again,' said Mr. Sikes, 'and then he must be taken care on. You must get hold of him somehow.' “只要他没有招供，给判了刑，在他出来之前就不用犯愁，”赛克斯先生说道，“到时候可得看住了。你一定要想办法把他抓在手心里。” 
老犹太又点了一下头。 The prudence of this line of action, indeed, was obvious; but, unfortunately, there was one very strong objection to its being adopted. This was, that the Dodger, and Charley Bates, and Fagin, and Mr. William Sikes, happened, one and all, to entertain a violent and deeply-rooted antipathy to going near a police-office on any ground or pretext whatever. 一点不假，这一行动方案显然十分周密。不幸的是，采纳起来却存在着一个极大的障碍。那就是，碰巧机灵鬼、查理·贝兹，还有费金和威廉·赛克斯先生，个个都对靠近警察局抱有一种强烈的、根深蒂固的反感，不管是有什么理由或者借口都不想去。 How long they might have sat and looked at each other, in a state of uncertainty not the most pleasant of its kind, it is difficult to guess. It is not necessary to make any guesses on the subject, however; for the sudden entrance of the two young ladies whom Oliver had seen on a former occasion, caused the conversation to flow afresh. 他们就这样坐着，面面相觑，这种心中没底的情况肯定是最令人不愉快的了，很难猜测他们到底要坐多久。不过，倒也无需作此推测了，因为奥立弗以前见过一次的那两位小姐这时飘然莅临，谈话顿时再度活跃起来。
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