《简·爱》 Chapter 37 第三十七章（11）（在线收听）

"I will think what you like, sir: I am content to be only your nurse, if you think it better."

“你愿意我怎么想就怎么想吧，先生。我愿意只做你的护士，如果你认为这样更好的话。”

"But you cannot always be my nurse, Janet: you are young -- you must marry some day."

“可你不能老是做我的护士，珍妮特。你还年轻——将来你得结婚。”

"I don't care about being married."

“我不在乎结婚不结婚。”

"You should care, Janet: if I were what I once was, I would try to make you care -- but -- a sightless block!"

“你应当在乎，珍妮特。如果我还是过去那个样子的话，我会努力使你在乎——可是——一个失去视力的赘物！”

He relapsed again into gloom. I, on the contrary, became more cheerful, and took fresh courage:

他又沉下脸来一声不吭了。相反，我倒是更高兴了，一下子来了勇气。

these last words gave me an insight as to where the difficulty lay;

最后几个字使我窥见了内中的难处，

and as it was no difficulty with me, I felt quite relieved from my previous embarrassment.

因为困难不在我这边，所以我完全摆脱了刚才的窘态，

I resumed a livelier vein of conversation.

更加活跃地同他攀谈了起来。

"It is time some one undertook to rehumanise you," said I, parting his thick and long uncut locks;

“现在该是有人让你重新变成人的时候了，”我说着，扒开了他又粗又长没有理过的头发；

"for I see you are being metamorphosed into a lion, or something of that sort.

“因为我知道你正蜕变成一头狮子，或是狮子一类的东西。

You have a 'faux air' of Nebuchadnezzar in the fields about you, that is certain: your hair reminds me of eagles' feathers;

你周围的田野里有一种尼布甲尼撒的“假空气”,肯定是这样。你的头发使我想起了鹰的羽毛，

whether your nails are grown like birds' claws or not, I have not yet noticed."

不过你的手指甲是不是长得象鸟爪了，我可还没有注意到。”

"On this arm, I have neither hand nor nails," he said, drawing the mutilated limb from his breast, and showing it to me.

“这只胳膊，既没有手也没有指甲，”他说着，从自己的胸前抽回截了肢的手，伸给我看。

"It is a mere stump -- a ghastly sight! Don't you think so, Jane?"

“只有那么一截了——看上去真可怕！你说是不是，简？”

"It is a pity to see it; and a pity to see your eyes --

“见了这真为你惋惜，见了你的眼睛也一样——

and the scar of fire on your forehead: and the worst of it is, one is in danger of loving you too well for all this; and making too much of you."

还有额上火烫的伤疤。最糟糕的是，就因为这些，便有让人爱抚过份，照料过头把你惯坏的危险。”