I went to my mother's chamber. 我走进母亲的房间。

　　She was paler than usual, but she met me with the same affectionate smile that always welcomed my return. 她比以前更显苍白，可是她一如往常带着亲切的微笑欢迎我回来。

　　Alas! when I look back through the lapse of thirteen years, I think my heart must have been stone not to have been melted by it. 唉！十三年后回忆起来，我想当时我的心可能是石头做的才没被融化。

　　She requested me to go downstairs and bring her a glass of water. 她叫我下楼取一杯水。

　　I pettishly asked her why she did not call a domestic to do it. 我怒气冲冲地说怎么不叫佣人去。

　　With a look of mild reproach, which I shall never forget if I live to be a hundred years old, 她略带责备地说，这种责备即使活一百岁我也不会忘记，

　　she said, "Will not my daughter bring a glass of water for her poor, sick mother?" 我的女儿不愿意给她生病的可怜母亲取杯水吗？

　　I went and brought her the water, but I did not do it kindly. 我心不甘情不愿地取来了水。

　　Instead of smiling, and kissing her as I had been wont to do, I set the glass down very quickly, and left the room. 我没有对她笑，也没有像往常一样亲吻她，我放下杯子就离开了房间。

　　After playing a short time, I went to bed without bidding my mother good night; 在玩了一阵后，我上床了，没有和母亲说晚安；

　　but when alone in my room, in darkness and silence, I remembered how pale she looked, and how her voice trembled when she said, 可是当我独自一人在安静漆黑的房间里，我想起她脸色多么苍白，她的声音是多么颤抖，我无法入睡。

　　"Will not my daughter bring a glass of water for her poor, sick mother?" I could not sleep. 她说“我的女儿不愿意给她生病的可怜母亲取杯水吗？”

　　I stole into her chamber to ask forgiveness. 我偷偷走进她的房间请求她原谅我。

　　She had sunk into an easy slumber, and they told me I must not waken her. 可她已经睡着了，人们告诉我不能惊醒她。