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I believe it did, sir; does the ferrule stand, sir?
是的，先生；這個套圈可管用嘛，先生？
Well enough. But art thou not also the undertaker?
真不錯。不過，你不是也兼做殯儀館生意的嗎？
Aye, sir; I patched up this thing here as a coffin for Queequeg; but they've set me now to turning it into something else.
是呀，先生；我把這東西七拼八湊起來，本來是給魁魁格做只棺材的；可是，他們這會兒又要我把它改成別的東西了。
Then tell me; art thou not an arrant, all-grasping, intermeddling, monopolizing, heathenish old scamp, to be one day making legs, and the next day coffins to clap them in, and yet again life-buoys out of those same coffins? Thou art as unprincipled as the gods, and as much of a jack-of-all-trades.
那么，你倒說給我聽；難道你不是個天下聞名的、樣樣要抓、愛管閑事、專權奪利的異教老惡棍？今天做腿，明天又做把人們關進去的棺材，再過一天又用這只棺材做起救生圈來。你呀，就象神明一樣毫無定則，而且，還象個萬能博士。
But I do not mean anything, sir. I do as I do.
可我一點也沒有這意思，先生。我是該做就做。
The gods again. Hark ye, dost thou not ever sing working about a coffin? The Titans, they say, hummed snatches when chipping out the craters for volcanoes; and the grave-digger in the play sings, spade in hand. Dost thou never?
又說得好漂亮呀。你聽著，難道你在做棺材的時候，就從來不唱唱歌兒嘛？我聽說，那些泰坦（泰坦——希臘神話中的巨人。）神一邊在給火山挖開噴火口，還一邊哼著小調呢；還有一些挖墓人，手里拿著鏟子，也在嘻嘻哈哈地唱著玩。難道你就從來不唱唱歌兒嗎？
Sing, sir? Do I sing? Oh, I'm indifferent enough, sir, for that; but the reason why the grave-digger made music must have been because there was none in his spade, sir. But the caulking mallet is full of it. Hark to it.
唱歌兒，先生？要我唱歌兒？啊，先生，這玩意兒，我可真沒胃口；不過，挖墓人為什么要唱，那一定是因為他的鏟子里是空的，先生。可是，這只補縫的錘子就全是歌子呀。你聽。
"Aye, and that's because the lid there's a sounding-board; and what in all things makes the sounding-board is this — there's naught beneath.
唔，我看那是因為這塊棺材蓋上有一種共鳴盤吧；為什么下面是空空如也的，反而都會有這種共鳴盤呢。
