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The old man tried to return it and to recover his own; but my father was already inside and had closed the door.
老人正想推辭，父親已跳入車里，把車門關了。
"Farewell, my kind master!"
“再會！先生！”父親說。
"Farewell, my son!" responded the master as the train moved off; "and may God bless you for the consolation which you have afforded to a poor old man!"
“再會！你給我這窮老人以慰藉了！愿上帝保佑你！”先生在車將動時說。
"Until we meet again!" cried my father, in a voice full of emotion.
“再見吧！”父親說。
But the master shook his head, as much as to say, "We shall never see each other more."
先生搖著頭，好像在說：“恐不能再見哩！”
"Yes, yes," repeated my father, "until we meet again!"
“可以再見的，再見吧！”父親反復說。
And the other replied by raising his trembling hand to heaven, "Up there!"
先生把顫著的手高高地舉起，指著天：“在那上面！”
And thus he disappeared from our sight, with his hand on high.
先生的形影，就在那擎著手的瞬間不見了。
