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“你用风箱给她扇几口新鲜空气，查理，”达金斯先生吩咐道，“比尔解开衬裙的时候，费金，你就拍她的手。” These united restoratives, administered with great energy: especially that department consigned to Master Bates, who appeared to consider his share in the proceedings, a piece of unexampled pleasantry: were not long in producing the desired effect. The girl gradually recovered her senses; and, staggering to a chair by the bedside, hid her face upon the pillow: leaving Mr. Sikes to confront the new comers, in some astonishment at their unlooked-for appearance. 这些经过协调的急救措施进行得热火朝天--尤其是在委托给贝兹少爷的那个部门，他像是认为自己在这次行动中的作为是一种史无前例的乐趣--功夫不大便产生了理想的效果。姑娘逐渐恢复了知觉，晃晃悠悠地走到床边的一张椅子跟前，把脸埋在枕头上，让多少有些感到诧异的赛克斯先生去对付那三个不速之客。 'Why, what evil wind has blowed you here?' he asked Fagin. “哟，是哪阵邪风把你给刮到这儿来啦？”他问费金。 'No evil wind at all, my dear, for evil winds blow nobody any good; and I've brought something good with me, that you'll be glad to see. Dodger, my dear, open the bundle; and give Bill the little trifles that we spent all our money on, this morning.' “压根儿不是邪风，我亲爱的，邪风是不会给谁带来好处的，我带来了一点你看见保准高兴的好东西。机灵鬼，亲爱的，打开包袱，把今天早上我们花光了钱才买来的那一点点小东西交给比尔。” In compliance with Mr. Fagin's request, the Artful untied this bundle, which was of large size, and formed of an old table-cloth; and handed the articles it contained, one by one, to Charley Bates: who placed them on the table, with various encomiums on their rarity and excellence. 机灵鬼依照费金先生的嘱咐，解开他带来的那个用旧台布做成的大包裹，把里边的物品一件一件地递给查理·贝兹，查理再一件一件放到桌上，一边大肆吹嘘这些东西多么难得，多么美妙。 
“多好的兔肉饼，比尔，”这位小绅士要他看看一块很大的馅饼。“多可爱的小兔子，多嫩的腿儿，比尔，那几根骨头入嘴就化，用不着剔出来。半磅绿茶，七先令六便士一磅，浓得不得了，你要是用滚水来泡，准会把茶壶盖也给顶飞了。糖一磅半，有点发潮，肯定是那帮黑鬼一点不卖力，成色是差一点--啊，不！两磅重的麩皮面包两只，一磅最好的鲜肉，一块双料格罗斯特①干酪，都说过了，还有一样是你喝过的名酒中最名贵的一种。” Uttering this last panegyrie, Master Bates produced, from one of his extensive pockets, a full-sized wine-bottle, carefully corked; while Mr. Dawkins, at the same instant, poured out a wine-glassful of raw spirits from the bottle he carried: which the invalid tossed down his throat without a moment's hesitation. 贝兹少爷念完最后一句赞美诗，从他的一个硕大无比的口袋里掏出用塞子塞得很严的一大瓶酒，达金斯先生眨眼之间已经从瓶子里倒出满满一杯纯酒精，那位病号毫不迟疑，一仰脖子喝了下去。 'Ah!' said Fagin, rubbing his hands with great satisfaction. 'You'll do, Bill; you'll do now.' “啊！”老犹太心满意足地搓了搓手，说道，“你顶得住，比尔，你现在顶得住了。” 'Do!' exclaimed Mr. Sikes; 'I might have been done for, twenty times over, afore you'd have done anything to help me. What do you mean by leaving a man in this state, three weeks and more, you false-hearted wagabond?' “顶得住！”赛克斯先生大叫起来，“我就是给撂倒二十次，你也不会帮我一把。三个多礼拜了，你这个假仁假义的混蛋，把我一个人丢在这种处境里不管，你是什么意思？” 'Only hear him, boys!' said Fagin, shrugging his shoulders. 'And us come to bring him all these beau-ti-ful things.' “孩子们，瞧他说的。”老犹太耸了耸肩说，“我们给他带了这么多好--东--西。” 
“东西倒是不错，”赛克斯先生往桌上扫了一眼，火气略略消了一些，说道。“你自个儿说说，干吗要把我丢在这儿？这些日子我心情坏透了，身子骨也垮了，又没钱花，全齐了，你却一直扔下我不管，简直把我看得连那只狗都不如--赶它下去，查理。” 'I never see such a jolly dog as that,' cried Master Bates, doing as he was desired. 'Smelling the grub like a old lady a going to market! He'd make his fortun' on the stage that dog would, and rewive the drayma besides.' “我还从来没见过这么好玩的狗呢，”贝兹少爷嚷嚷着，照赛克斯先生的要求把狗赶开了。“跟个老太太上菜市场一样，总闻得出吃的东西来。它上台演戏准能发财，这狗还能振兴戏剧呢。” 'Hold your din,' cried Sikes, as the dog retreated under the bed:still growling angrily. 'What have you got to say for yourself, you withered old fence, eh?' “别吵吵，”赛克斯看见狗已经退回到床底下去了，却还在忿忿不平地嗷嗷叫，就吼了一声。“你还有什么好说的，你这个干瘪瘪的老窝主，嗯？” 'I was away from London, a week and more, my dear, on a plant,' replied the Jew. “我离开伦敦有一个多礼拜了，亲爱的，去办了件事。”老犹太回答。 'And what about the other fortnight?' demanded Sikes. 'What about the other fortnight that you've left me lying here, like a sick rat in his hole?' “还有半个月又怎么说呢？”赛克斯刨根问底，“你把我丢在这地方，跟一只生病的耗子躺在洞里似的，另外那半个月是怎么回事？” 
“我也是没法子，比尔，”老犹太答道，“当着人面我不便详细解释。可我实在没法子，我拿名誉担保。” 'Upon your what?' growled Sikes, with excessive disgust. 'Here! Cut me off a piece of that pie, one of you boys, to take the taste of that out of my mouth, or it'll choke me dead.' “拿你的什么担保？”赛克斯用极其厌恶的口气吼道，“喏。你们哪个小子，替我切一片馅饼下来，去去我嘴里这味，他的话真能咽死我。” 'Don't be out of temper, my dear,' urged Fagin, submissively. 'I have never forgot you, Bill; never once.' “别发脾气了，比尔，”老犹太依头顺脑地劝道，“我绝对没有忘掉你，比尔，一次也没有。” 'No! I'll pound it that you han't,' replied Sikes, with a bitter grin. 'You've been scheming and plotting away, every hour that I have laid shivering and burning here; and Bill was to do this; and Bill was to do that; and Bill was to do it all, dirt cheap, as soon as he got well: and was quite poor enough for your work. If it hadn't been for the girl, I might have died.' “没有？我量你也没有，”赛克斯带着苦笑回答说，“我躺在这地方，每个钟头又是哆嗦又是发烧，你都在想鬼点子，出馊主意，让比尔干这个，让比尔干那个，只要比尔一好起来，什么都让他去做，再便宜没有了，反正比尔够穷的了，还非得替你干活。要不是这姑娘，我早就没命了。” 'There now, Bill,' remonstrated Fagin, eagerly catching at the word. 'If it hadn't been for the girl! Who but poor ould Fagin was the means of your having such a handy girl about you?' “比尔，你瞧，”费金赶紧抓住这句话作挡箭牌，“要不是这姑娘。除了苦命的老费金，谁还能帮你弄到这样好使唤的姑娘？” 
“他说的倒是实话。”南希连忙上前说道，”随他去，随他吧。” Nancy's appearance gave a new turn to the conversation; for the boys, receiving a sly wink from the wary old Jew, began to ply her with liquor: of which, however, she took very sparingly; while Fagin, assuming an unusual flow of spirits, gradually brought Mr. Sikes into a better temper, by affecting to regard his threats as a little pleasant banter; and, moreover, by laughing very heartily at one or two rough jokes, which, after repeated applications to the spirit-bottle, he condescended to make. 南希一出面，谈话就转了一个方向。两个少年接到处处谨慎的老犹太递过来的一道诡谲的眼色，开始一个劲地向她敬酒，可她喝得很有节制。这功夫，费金强装出一副兴致勃勃的样子，逐渐使赛克斯先生心情好了一些，费金假意把赛克斯先生的恐吓当做是插科打诨，接下来，赛克斯多喝了一些酒，也给了他面子，讲了一两个粗俗的笑话，费金直打哈哈，一副非常开心的样子。 'It's all very well,' said Mr. Sikes; 'but I must have some blunt from you to-night.' “事情倒是蛮不错，”赛克斯先生说道，“但你今天晚上非得给我弄几个现钱不可。” 'I haven't a piece of coin about me,' replied the Jew. “我身边一个子儿也没有。”老犹太回答。 'Then you've got lots at home,' retorted Sikes; 'and I must have some from there.' “可你家里多的是钱，”赛克斯顶了一句，“我得拿一些那儿的。” 
“多的是钱！”老犹太扬起双手，大叫起来，“我还没有多到可以--” 'I don't know how much you've got, and I dare say you hardly know yourself, as it would take a pretty long time to count it,' said Sikes; 'but I must have some to-night; and that's flat.' “我不知道你弄了多少钱，而且我敢说连你自己都不知道，那可是得花很多时间去数的，”赛克斯说，“反正我今天要钱，废话少说。” 'Well, well,' said Fagin, with a sigh, 'I'll send the Artful round presently.' “行，行，”老犹太叹了口气，说道，“我回头派机灵鬼给你送来。” 'You won't do nothing of the kind,' rejoined Mr. Sikes. 'The Artful's a deal too artful, and would forget to come, or lose his way, or get dodged by traps and so be perwented, or anything for an excuse, if you put him up to it. Nancy shall go to the ken and fetch it, to make all sure; and I'll lie down and have a snooze while she's gone.' “这种事你才不会干呢，”赛克斯答道，“机灵鬼机灵过头了点，他不是忘了带，就是走迷了路，要不就是碰上警察来不了了，横竖都有借口，只要有你的吩咐。还是南希到那边窝里去取，一切稳稳当当。她去的功夫，我躺下打个盹。”
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