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“什么？”奥立弗问。 'The heavy blow,' said the old lady, 'of losing the dear girl who has so long been my comfort and happiness.' “失去这个好姑娘的沉重打击，”老太太说道，“很久以来她就是我的安慰与幸福。” 'Oh! God forbid!' exclaimed Oliver, hastily. “哦！上帝不会答应的！”奥立弗惊慌地叫了起来。 'Amen to that, my child!' said the old lady, wringing her hands. “求主保佑吧，我的孩子。”老太太绞扭着双手说。 'Surely there is no danger of anything so dreadful?' said Oliver.'Two hours ago, she was quite well.' “肯定不会有那么吓人的事情吧？”奥立弗说道，“两个小时以前，她还好好的呢。” 
“她现在病得很厉害，”梅莱太太回答，“还会更糟糕的，我相信。我可亲可爱的露丝。噢，没有她我可怎么办啊！” She gave way to such great grief, that Oliver, suppressing his own emotion, ventured to remonstrate with her; and to beg, earnestly, that, for the sake of the dear young lady herself, she would be more calm. 巨大的悲痛压倒了她，奥立弗不得不克制住自己的感情，好言相劝，苦苦哀求，看在亲爱的小姐本人的分上，她应该镇定一些。 'And consider, ma'am,' said Oliver, as the tears forced themselves into his eyes, despite of his efforts to the contrary.'Oh! consider how young and good she is, and what pleasure and comfort she gives to all about her. I am sure--certain--quite certain--that, for your sake, who are so good yourself; and for her own; and for the sake of all she makes so happy; she will not die. Heaven will never let her die so young.' “想一想吧，夫人，”奥立弗说话时，泪水径自涌进了他的眼睛。“噢！你想想，她那么年轻，心那么好，又给身边所有的人带来那么多的欢乐和安慰。我保证--是的--确确实实的--为了你，你的心也那么好，为了她自个儿，为了所有从她那里得到幸福的人，她不会死的。上帝决不会让她那么年轻就死的。” 'Hush!' said Mrs. Maylie, laying her hand on Oliver's head. 'You think like a child, poor boy. But you teach me my duty, notwithstanding. I had forgotten it for a moment, Oliver, but I hope I may be pardoned, for I am old, and have seen enough of illness and death to know the agony of separation from the objects of our love. I have seen enough, too, to know that it is not always the youngest and best who are spared to those that love them; but this should give us comfort in our sorrow; for Heaven is just; and such things teach us, impressively, that there is a brighter world than this; and that the passage to it is speedy. God's will be done! I love her; and He know how well!' “小点声。”梅莱太太把一只手放在奥立弗头上，说道。“你想得太天真了，可怜的孩子。不管怎么说吧，你教我懂得了自己的职责。我一下子给忘了，奥立弗，可我相信我会得到宽恕的，我老了，见到的病痛、死亡够多的了，我知道，与我们心爱的人分别是多么痛苦。我见过的事多了，最年轻、最善良的人也不一定总是能够从那些爱他们的人那里得到宽恕，但这一点可以在我们悲哀时带来安慰，上天是公正的。这样的事情印象深刻啊，提醒我们知道，有一个世界比这个要光明一些，并已到那里去也用不了多少时间。上帝自有安排。我爱她，反正上帝知道我爱她有多深。” Oliver was surprised to see that as Mrs. Maylie said these words, she checked her lamentations as though by one effort; and drawing herself up as she spoke, became composed and firm. He was still more astonished to find that this firmness lasted; and that, under all the care and watching which ensued, Mrs. Maylie was every ready and collected: performing all the duties which had devolved upon her, steadily, and, to all external appearances, even cheerfully. But he was young, and did not know what strong minds are capable of, under trying circumstances. How should he, when their possessors so seldom know themselves? 梅莱太大倾吐着这些话语，奥立弗惊奇地看到，梅莱太太似乎一咬牙将悲伤压了下去，说话间她挺起了腰板，变得沉着而坚定。接下来，他越发感到诧异，这种坚定始终不变，尽管照料病人的担子都落在她肩上，梅莱太太却始终有条不紊，泰然自若，履行这些职责的时候一丝不苟，从整个外表上看还挺轻松。但他毕竟年纪还小，不懂得坚强的心灵在危难之时能有多么坚强。这也难怪他不懂，又有多少坚强的人了解他们自己呢？ 
一个焦虑不安的夜晚过去了。清晨来临，梅莱太太的预言完全验证了。露丝正处于一种非常危险的热症初期。 'We must be active, Oliver, and not give way to useless grief,' said Mrs. Maylie, laying her finger on her lip, as she looked steadily into his face; 'this letter must be sent, with all possible expedition, to Mr. Losberne. It must be carried to the market-town: which is not more than four miles off, by the footpath across the field: and thence dispatched, by an express on horseback, straight to Chertsey. The people at the inn will undertake to do this: and I can trust to you to see it done, I know.' “我们一定得主动才行，奥立弗，不能光是发些个干事无补的哀叹。”梅莱太太把一根手指放在唇边，眼睛直视着他的脸，说道。“这封信必须尽快交给罗斯伯力先生。必须送到集镇上去，你抄小路穿过田野，走不到四英里，到那儿再派专差骑马直接送到杰茨。那个客栈里的人会把这事办妥的。我要你去看着他们发出去，我信得过你。” Oliver could make no reply, but looked his anxiety to be gone at once. 奥立弗说不出一句话，只是巴不得马上就走。 'Here is another letter,' said Mrs. Maylie, pausing to reflect; 'but whether to send it now, or wait until I see how Rose goes on, I scarcely know. I would not forward it, unless I feared the worst.' “这里还有一封信，”梅莱太太说着又停下来，沉思了一会。“但究竟是现在就发出去，还是等我看看露丝的病情再说，我简直拿不定主意。我不能发出去，除非真的出现最糟糕的事情。” 'Is it for Chertsey, too, ma'am?' inquired Oliver; impatient to execute his commission, and holding out his trembling hand for the letter. “也是送到杰茨去吗，太太？”奥立弗急在心头，一边问，一边将颤抖着的手朝那封信伸过去。 
“是的。”老太太回答，木然地把信交给了他。奥立弗扫了一眼信封，信是寄到某某尊贵的勋爵的庄园去的，哈利·梅莱先生收，到底是什么地方，他也搞不清楚。 'Shall it go, ma'am?' asked Oliver, looking up, impatiently. “要送去吗，太太？”奥立弗急不可待地抬起头来，问道。 'I think not,' replied Mrs. Maylie, taking it back. 'I will wait until to-morrow.' “我想不用了，”梅莱太太把信收了回去。“明天再说。” With these words, she gave Oliver her purse, and he started off, without more delay, at the greatest speed he could muster. 梅莱太太说罢，把钱包交给奥立弗，他不再耽搁，鼓起全身的劲头，以最快速度出发了。 Swiftly he ran across the fields, and down the little lanes which sometimes divided them: now almost hidden by the high corn on either side, and now emerging on an open field, where the mowers and haymakers were busy at their work: nor did he stop once, save now and then, for a few seconds, to recover breath, until he came, in a great heat, and covered with dust, on the little market-place of the market-town. 他飞快地穿过田野，顺着小路跑过去，有时穿过田间小道，时而几乎被两旁高高的庄稼遮盖起来，时而又从一块空地里冒出来，几个农人正在那里忙着收割、堆垛。他一次也没有停留，只是偶尔歇几秒钟，喘喘气，一直跑到镇里的小集市，跑得满头大汗，一身尘土。 
他停住脚步，四下找寻那家客栈。白色的房子是银行，红房子是啤酒作坊，黄色的是镇公所，在一个街角上有一所大房子，凡是木头的部分都漆成绿色，前面有一块“乔治”字样的招牌。这所房子刚一映入他的眼帘，他便奔了过去。 He spoke to a postboy who was dozing under the gateway; and who, after hearing what he wanted, referred him to the ostler; who after hearing all he had to say again, referred him to the landlord; who was a tall gentleman in a blue neckcloth, a white hat, drab breeches, and boots with tops to match, leaning against a pump by the stable-door, picking his teeth with a silver toothpick. 他对一个正在门廊下边打瞌睡的邮差说明了来意，邮差听懂了他要办的事之后，叫他去向店里的马夫打听，马夫又要他从头再说一遍，然后让他跟老板说去。老板是一位高个子绅士，围一条蓝色围巾，戴一顶白色的帽子，浅褐色厚呢马裤配一双翻口长统靴，正靠在马厩门旁边的卿筒上，用一根银质牙签剔牙。 This gentleman walked with much deliberation into the bar to make out the bill: which took a long time making out: and after it was ready, and paid, a horse had to be saddled, and a man to be dressed, which took up ten good minutes more. Meanwhile Oliver was in such a desperate state of impatience and anxiety, that he felt as if he could have jumped upon the horse himself, and galloped away, full tear, to the next stage. At length, all was ready; and the little parcel having been handed up, with many injunctions and entreaties for its speedy delivery, the man set spurs to his horse, and rattling over the uneven paving of the market-place, was out of the town, and galloping along the turnpike-road, in a couple of minutes. 这位绅士慢条斯理地走进柜台，开始开发票，费了好长时间。钱付了，还要给马套上鞍子，邮差也得穿上制服，这足足花了十多分钟。奥立弗急得像热锅上的蚂蚁，恨不得自己纵身跳上马背，向下一站飞驰而去。好容易才万事齐备，那封信也递了过去，他对邮差叮咛了又叮咛，求他尽快送到。邮差策马启程了，穿过集市上坑坑洼洼的石子路，两分钟后已经驰上了大道。 As it was something to feel certain that assistance was sent for, and that no time had been lost, Oliver hurried up the inn-yard, with a somewhat lighter heart. He was turning out of the gateway when he accidently stumbled against a tall man wrapped in a cloak, who was at that moment coming out of the inn door. 看到告急情已经发出，没有白费功夫，奥立弗这才放下心来，怀着多少轻松了一点的心情，匆匆忙忙穿过客栈的院子，正要在大门口转身，不想却跟一个身披斗篷的大高个子撞上了，那人当时正从客栈里走出来。 'Hah!' cried the man, fixing his eyes on Oliver, and suddenly recoiling. 'What the devil's this?' “喝！”那人死死盯住奥立弗，猛一后退，嚷道。“这他妈的什么东西？” 
“对不起，先生，”奥立弗说，“我赶着回家，没看见你走过来。”
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