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But Gerald remained Gerald. His habits of living and his ideas changed, but his manners he would not change, even had he been able to change them. He admired the drawling elegance of the wealthy rice and cotton planters, who rode into Savannah from their moss-hung kingdoms, mounted on thoroughbred horses and followed by the carriages of their equally elegant ladies and the wagons of their slaves. But Gerald could never attain elegance. Their lazy, blurred voices fell pleasantly on his ears, but his own brisk brogue clung to his tongue. He liked the casual grace with which they conducted affairs of importance, risking a fortune, a plantation or a slave on the turn of a card and writing off their losses with careless good humor and no more ado than when they scattered pennies to pickaninnies.
然而，杰拉爾德還是杰拉爾德。他的生活習慣和思想變了，但他不愿改變自己的態度，即使他能夠改變。他羨慕那種稻米棉花的富裕地主，羨慕他們慢條斯理，溫文爾雅地騎著純種馬，后面是載著他們文質彬彬的太太們馬車和奴隸們的大車，從他們的古舊王國向薩凡納迤邐而來。可是杰拉爾德永遠也學不會文雅。他們那種懶洋洋的含糊不清的聲音，他沉得特別悅耳，但他們自己那輕快的土腔卻總是吊在舌頭上擺脫不了。他們處理重大事務時，在一張牌上賭押一筆財產、一個農場或一個奴隸時，以及像向黑人孩子撒錢幣僅的將他們的損失愜意地輕輕勾銷時，那種滿不在乎地神氣是他十分喜愛的。
But Gerald had known poverty, and he could never learn to lose money with good humor or good grace. They were a pleasant race, these coastal Georgians, with their soft-voiced, quick rages and their charming inconsistencies, and Gerald liked them. But there was a brisk and restless vitality about the young Irishman, fresh from a country where winds blew wet and chill, where misty swamps held no fevers, that set him apart from these indolent gentle-folk of semi-tropical weather and malarial marshes.
然而杰拉爾德已經懂得什么叫貧窮，因此永遠學不會愜意而體面地輸錢。他們是個快樂的民族，這些海濱佐治亞人，聲音柔和，容易生氣，有時前后矛盾得十分可愛，所以杰拉爾德喜歡他們。不過，這位年輕的愛爾蘭人身上充滿了活潑好動的生機，他是剛剛從一個風冷霧溫但多霧的沼澤不產生熱病的因家出來的，這便把他同這些出生亞熱帶氣候和瘴氣溫地中的懶惰紳士們截然分開了。
