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You forget he isn't alone.
“你忘記了，他在那里不是一個人。”
I held my tongue. I saw myself calling on Charles Strickland and sending in my card; I saw him come into the room, holding it between finger and thumb:
我沒有說什么。我想到我去拜訪查理斯·思特里克蘭德，遞上我的名片，我想到他走進屋子里來，用兩個指頭捏著我的名片。
To what do I owe this honour?
“您有什么貴干？”
I've come to see you about your wife.
“我來同您談談您太太的事。”
Really. When you are a little older you will doubtless learn the advantage of minding your own business. If you will be so good as to turn your head slightly to the left, you will see the door. I wish you good-afternoon.
“是嗎？當您年紀再長幾歲的時候，肯定就會懂得不該管別人的閑事了。如果您把頭稍微向左轉一轉，您會看到那里有一扇門。再見。”
I foresaw that it would be difficult to make my exit with dignity, and I wished to goodness that I had not returned to London till Mrs. Strickland had composed her difficulties. I stole a glance at her. She was immersed in thought. Presently she looked up at me, sighed deeply, and smiled.
可以預見，走出來的時候我很難保持尊嚴體面。我真希望晚回倫敦幾天，等到思特里克蘭德太太料理好這件事以后再回來。我偷偷地看了她一眼。她正陷入沉思里。但是她馬上就把頭抬起來看著我，嘆了一口氣，笑了一下。
It was all so unexpected, she said. "We'd been married seventeen years. I sever dreamed that Charlie was the sort of man to get infatuated with anyone. We always got on very well together. Of course, I had a great many interests that he didn't share."
“這么突如其來，”她說，“我們結婚十六年了，我做夢也沒想到查理斯是這樣一個人，會迷上了什么人。我們相處得一直很好。當然了，我有許多興趣愛好與他不同。”
Have you found out who-I did not quite know how to express myself-"who the person, who it is he's gone away with?"
“你發現沒發現是什么人，”——我不知道該怎樣措詞——“那人是誰，同他一起走的？”
No. No one seems to have an idea. It's so strange. Generally when a man falls in love with someone people see them about together, lunching or something, and her friends always come and tell the wife. I had no warning-nothing. His letter came like a thunderbolt. I thought he was perfectly happy.
“沒有。好象誰都不知道。太奇怪了。在一般情況下，男人如果同什么人有了愛情的事，總會被人看到，出去吃飯啊什么的。做妻子的總有幾個朋友來把這些事告訴她。我卻沒有接到警告——沒有任何警告。他的信對我好象是晴天霹靂。我還以為他一直生活得很幸福呢。”
She began to cry, poor thing, and I felt very sorry for her. But in a little while she grew calmer.
她開始哭起來，可憐的女人，我很替她難過。但是沒有過一會兒她又逐漸平靜下來。
It's no good making a fool of myself, she said, drying her eyes. "The only thing is to decide what is the best thing to do."
“不該讓人家拿我當笑話看，”她擦了擦眼睛說，“唯一要做的事是從速決定到底該怎么辦。”
She went on, talking somewhat at random, now of the recent past, then of their first meeting and their marriage; but presently I began to form a fairly coherent picture of their lives; and it seemed to me that my surmises had not been incorrect.
她繼續說下去，有些語無倫次；一會兒說剛過去不久的事，一會兒又說起他們初次相遇和結婚的事。但是這樣一來他倆的生活在我的腦子里倒逐漸形成了一幅相當清晰的圖畫。我覺得我過去的臆測還是正確的。
