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The moon was shining when we approached Pisa，and for a long time we could see，behind the wall，the leaning Tower，all awry in the uncertain light;
到達比薩時已是深夜。在好長的一段時間里，我們都能看到圍墻后面的斜塔，在朦朧的月光中更加傾斜。
the shadowy original of the old pictures in school-books，setting forth The Wonders of the World.
這就是教科書中古老圖片的陰影原形，正向世人展示著“世界奇跡”。
Like most things connected in their first associations with school-books and school-times，it was too small.
與很多教科書、學生時代初次相關聯的書物-樣，它太渺小了。
I felt it keenly. It was nothing like so high above the wall as I had hoped.
我對此的感受十分強烈，想像中的城堡能高出圍墻許多，這與我的想象迥然不同。
It was another of the many deceptions practised by Mr.Harris，Bookseller，at the corner of St.Paul's Churchyard，London.
書商哈里斯先生在倫敦圣保羅教堂一角售書,這是他的另一個詭計。
HIS Tower was a fiction，but this was a reality-and，by comparison，a short reality.
他所說的斜塔是編造出來的，眼前的這個才是真實的。
Still，it looked very well，and very strange，and was quite as much out of the perpendicular as Harris had represented it to be. The quiet air of Pisa too;
而相比較而言，現實中的斜塔比虛構的還要矮一截。盡管如此，它看上去卻很出色,很特別,傾斜的程度與哈里斯所說的完全一樣。比薩也很安靜；
the big guard-house at the gate，with only two little soldiers in it;the streets with scarcely any show of people in them;
門口的警衛室里只有兩個小士兵在執勤；街上的行人很是罕見；
and the Arno，flowing quaintly through the centre of the town;were excellent.
亞諾河優雅地流過城鎮中心…這-切都那么美好。
So，I bore no malice in my heart against Mr.Harris （remembering his good intentions），
我心里對哈里斯先生并無半點怨恨之意(只記得他的好意)，
but forgave him before dinner，and went out，full of confidence，to see the Tower next morning.
于是在晚飯前就原諒了他。然后第二天一早，又滿懷信心地去看斜塔了。
