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“我不懂这是什么意思。”奥立弗回答。 'Something in this way, old feller,' said Charly. As he said it, Master Bates caught up an end of his neckerchief; and, holding it erect in the air, dropped his head on his shoulder, and jerked a curious sound through his teeth; thereby indicating, by a lively pantomimic representation, that scragging and hanging were one and the same thing. “是这个，老伙计，”贝兹少爷一边说，一边抓住围巾的一端，往空中一抛，他把头搭拉在肩膀上，牙缝里挤出一种古怪的声音，通过这样一个生动的哑剧造型，示意勒脖子跟绞刑是一回事。 'That's what it means,' said Charley. 'Look how he stares, Jack!I never did see such prime company as that 'ere boy; he'll be the death of me, I know he will.' Master Charley Bates, having laughed heartily again, resumed his pipe with tears in his eyes. “就是这个意思，”查理说道，“杰克，瞧他眼睛瞪得多大。我从来没见过这样的好伙伴，他会把我笑死了，我知道他会的。”贝兹少爷又开心地大笑一通，眼里含着泪水，叼起了烟斗。 'You've been brought up bad,' said the Dodger, surveying his boots with much satisfaction when Oliver had polished them. 'Fagin will make something of you, though, or you'll be the first he ever had that turned out unprofitable. You'd better begin at once; for you'll come to the trade long before you think of it; and you're only losing time, Oliver.' “你已经给教坏了，”机灵鬼心满意足地审视着靴子，这工夫奥立弗已经把鞋擦得明光铮亮。“不过，费金会培养你的，不然你可要成他手下头一件废品。你最好马上干起来，因为你脑筋还没转过来就已经人道了。奥立弗，你现在纯粹是浪费时间。” Master Bates backed this advice with sundry moral admonitions of his own: which, being exhausted, he and his friend Mr. Dawkins launched into a glowing description of the numerous pleasures incidental to the life they led, interspersed with a variety of hints to Oliver that the best thing he could do, would be to secure Fagin's favour without more delay, by the means which they themselves had employed to gain it. 贝兹少爷把自己在道德方面的种种信条都搬了出来，全力支持这一提议。教训已毕，他与朋友达金斯先生又天花乱坠地说了一通，介绍他们过的这种日子附带捎来的无穷乐趣，用各种各样的暗示开导奥立弗，最好的办法就是别再耽搁，采取他们用过的办法来博得费金的欢心。 
“还得老是把这个放在你的烟斗里，诺利，”机灵鬼听见老犹太在上边开门的声音，话锋一转说道。“你要是没弄到抹嘴儿和嘀嗒盒的话--” 'What's the good of talking in that way?' interposed Master Bates; 'he don't know what you mean.' “你那样说有什么好处？”贝兹少爷插嘴说，“他听不懂你的意思。” 'If you don't take pocket-handkechers and watches,' said the Dodger, reducing his conversation to the level of Oliver's capacity, 'some other cove will; so that the coves that lose 'em will be all the worse, and you'll be all the worse, too, and nobody half a ha'p'orth the better, except the chaps wot gets them--and you've just as good a right to them as they have.' “假如你不去拿手绢和金表的话，”机灵鬼把谈话调整到奥立弗能听懂的水平，“别人也会去拿的。那么丢东西的家伙全都倒霉了，你也全都倒了霉，撇开捞到东西的小子不算，谁也摊不上一星半点好处--你跟他们没什么两样，也有权利得到那些东西。” 'To be sure, to be sure!' said the Jew, who had entered unseen by Oliver. 'It all lies in a nutshell my dear; in a nutshell, take the Dodger's word for it. Ha! ha! ha! He understands the catechism of his trade.' “千真万确，千真万确。”费金说道，他进来的时候没让奥立弗看见。“事情一点不复杂，我亲爱的，简单极了，你相信机灵鬼的话好了。哈哈！他挺在行的。” The old man rubbed his hands gleefully together, as he corroborated the Dodger's reasoning in these terms; and chuckled with delight at his pupil's proficiency. 费金老头喜滋滋地搓了搓手，对机灵鬼这番头头是道的推理表示认可，眼见自己的徒弟这样有出息，他乐得格格直笑。 
这一回，谈话没再继续下去，因为与老犹太一块回来的还有蓓特小姐和奥立弗不认识的另一位绅士，机灵鬼管他叫汤姆·基特宁。这位先生在楼梯上停了停，与那位女士谦让了几句才走进来。 Mr. Chitling was older in years than the Dodger: having perhaps numbered eighteen winters; but there was a degree of deference in his deportment towards that young gentleman which seemed to indicate that he felt himself conscious of a slight inferiority in point of genius and professional aquirements. He had small twinkling eyes, and a pock-marked face; wore a fur cap, a dark corduroy jacket, greasy fustian trousers, and an apron. His wardrobe was, in truth, rather out of repair; but he excused himself to the company by stating that his 'time' was only out an hour before; and that, in consequence of having worn the regimentals for six weeks past, he had not been able to bestow any attention on his private clothes. Mr. Chitling added, with strong marks of irritation, that the new way of fumigating clothes up yonder was infernal unconstitutional, for it burnt holes in them, and there was no remedy against the County. The same remark he considered to apply to the regulation mode of cutting the hair: which he held to be decidedly unlawful. Mr. Chitling wound up his observations by stating that he had not touched a drop of anything for forty-two moral long hard-working days; and that he 'wished he might be busted if he warn't as dry as a lime-basket.' 基特宁先生年龄比机灵鬼大一些，兴许已经数过了十八个冬天，然而他和那位小绅士一举一动都各不相同，这似乎表明他在天分和职业技能方面都略有一点自愧不如。他长着一双闪烁的小眼睛，脸上痘疤密布，头戴皮帽，身穿黑色灯心绒外套，油腻腻的粗布裤子，系了一条围裙。他这身衣服确实需要好好修补一下。他向在场各位表示歉意，声明他一个小时前才“出来”，由于过去六个星期一直穿制服，还没顾得上考虑便服的问题。基特宁先生满脸的不自在，补充说，那边熏蒸衣裳的新方法整个就是无法无天，衣服上熏出些个窟窿，可跟郡里又没有什么道理好讲。他对理发的规定也有同样的批评，那绝对是非法的。基特宁先生在结束他的评论时声明，自己在长得要命、累得要死的四十二天里，没碰过一滴东西，他“要是没有渴得像一只石灰篓子的话，自己甘愿炸成灰”。 'Where do you think the gentleman has come from, Oliver?' inquired the Jew, with a grin, as the other boys put a bottle of spirits on the table. “你猜这位绅士打哪里来，奥立弗？”老犹太借着别的孩子正张罗着把一瓶酒往餐桌上放的功夫，笑嘻嘻地问。 'I--I--don't know, sir,' replied Oliver. “我--我--不知道。先生。”奥立弗回答。 'Who's that?' inquired Tom Chitling, casting a contemptuous look at Oliver. “那是谁呀？”汤姆·基特宁轻蔑地看了奥立弗一眼，问道。 
“我的一位小朋友，亲爱的。”费金回答。 'He's in luck, then,' said the young man, with a meaning look at Fagin. 'Never mind where I came from, young 'un; you'll find your way there, soon enough, I'll bet a crown!' “那他还算运气不错，”小伙子意味深长地望了望费金，说道。“别管我是哪儿来的，小家伙。要不了多久你也会找上门去的，我拿五先令打赌。” At this sally, the boys laughed. After some more jokes on the same subject, they exchanged a few short whispers with Fagin; and withdrew. 这句俏皮话引得两个少年笑了起来，他们就同一个话题开了几句玩笑，又与费金低声说了几句，便出去了。 After some words apart between the last comer and Fagin, they drew their chairs towards the fire; and the Jew, telling Oliver to come and sit by him, led the conversation to the topics most calculated to interest his hearers. These were, the great advantages of the trade, the proficiency of the Dodger, the amiability of Charley Bates, and the liberality of the Jew himself. At length these subjects displayed signs of being thoroughly exhausted; and Mr. Chitling did the same: for the house of correction becomes fatiguing after a week or two. Miss Betsy accordingly withdrew; and left the party to their repose. 不速之客跟费金到一旁交谈了几句，两人把椅子扯到壁炉前，费金招呼奥立弗坐到他的身边，将谈话引入了最能激发听众兴趣的话题，比方说，干这一行的巨大优势啦，机灵鬼的精明干练啦，查理·贝兹的亲切可爱啦，以及老犹太自己的豪爽大方什么的。最后，这些题目出现了完全枯竭的迹象，基特宁先生的情况也一样，因为只要在感化院呆上一两个礼拜就再也打不起精神来。蓓特小姐知趣地退了出去，让大家各自休息。 From this day, Oliver was seldom left alone; but was placed in almost constant communication with the two boys, who played the old game with the Jew every day: whether for their own improvement or Oliver's, Mr. Fagin best knew. At other times the old man would tell them stories of robberies he had committed in his younger days: mixed up with so much that was droll and curious, that Oliver could not help laughing heartily, and showing that he was amused in spite of all his better feelings. 从这天起，奥立弗很少单独留下，但却几乎时时刻刻都与那两个少年呆在一起，他俩每天都要跟费金一起做以前那种游戏，究竟是为他们自己有长进还是为奥立弗好，只有费金先生最清楚。其余时间，老头儿给他们讲了一些他年轻时打劫的故事，其中穿插了许多滑稽奇妙的情节，连奥立弗也忍不住开怀大笑，这表明他被逗乐了，尽管他天良未泯。 
简而言之，诡计多端的老犹太已经使这孩子落入圈套，他用孤独与忧郁去熏陶奥立弗的心，让他感到在这样一个阴森凄凉的地方，与随便什么人为伍都比独自沉浸在忧愁苦恼中好受一些，他现在正将毒汁缓慢地注入奥立弗的灵魂，企图将那颗心变黑，永远改变它的颜色。 It was a chill, damp, windy night, when the Jew: buttoning his great-coat tight round his shrivelled body, and pulling the collar up over his ears so as completely to obscure the lower part of his face: emerged from his den. He paused on the step as the door was locked and chained behind him; and having listened while the boys made all secure, and until their retreating footsteps were no longer audible, slunk down the street as quickly as he could. 这是一个寒冷潮湿，朔风怒号的夜晚。费金穿上外套，将自己枯瘦的躯干紧紧地裹了起来。他把衣领翻上去盖住耳朵，将下半个脸藏得严严实实，走出老巢。他锁好大门，挂上链子，又在阶梯上停下来。他听了听，几个少年把一切都弄好了，他们退回去的脚步声也听不见了，这才尽力快步顺着街道溜掉了。 The house to which Oliver had been conveyed, was in the neighborhood of Whitechapel. The Jew stopped for an instant at the corner of the street; and, glancing suspiciously round, crossed the road, and struck off in the direction of the Spitalfields. 奥立弗转移以后住进的这所房子位于怀特教堂附近。费金在街角停住，疑虑重重地四下里看了看，然后穿过大路，往斯皮达菲方向奔去。 The mud lay thick upon the stones, and a black mist hung over the streets; the rain fell sluggishly down, and everything felt cold and clammy to the touch. It seemed just the night when it befitted such a being as the Jew to be abroad. As he glided stealthily along, creeping beneath the shelter of the walls and doorways, the hideous old man seemed like some loathsome reptile, engendered in the slime and darkness through which he moved: crawling forth, by night, in search of some rich offal for a meal. 石子路面上积了厚厚的一层烂泥，黑沉沉的雾气笼罩着街道，雨点忽忽悠悠地飘落下来，什么东西摸上去都是冷冰冰、粘乎乎的。这种夜晚似乎只适合于老犹太之类的人外出。他无声无息地向前滑去，在墙壁、门洞的掩护下溜过。这个狰狞可怕的老头看上去像一只令人恶心的蜥蜴，从往来出没的泥泞和暗处爬出来，趁着夜色四出蠕行，想找到一点肥美的臭鱼腐肉吃吃。
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