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His mind was made up that he was not going to spend all of his days, like Tames and Andrew, in bargaining, or all his nights, by candlelight, over long columns of figures. He felt keenly, as his brothers did not, the social stigma attached to those “in trade.” Gerald wanted to be a planter. With the deep hunger of an Irishman who has been a tenant on the lands his people once had owned and hunted, he wanted to see his own acres stretching green before his eyes.
他已下定決心，不要像詹姆斯和安德魯那樣把所有的白天都花費在討價還價上，或者把所有的夜晚都用來對著燈光檢查賬目。跟兩個哥哥不同，他已深深感到社會上最被人瞧不起的是那些"生意人"。杰拉爾德要當一個地主。他像一個曾經在別人所擁有和獵取的土地上干活的愛爾蘭佃農那樣，滿懷希望看到自己的田地綠油油地從眼前舒展開去。
With a ruthless singleness of purpose, he desired his own house, his own plantation, his own horse, his own slaves. And here in this new country, safe from the twin perils of the land he had left—taxation that ate up crops and barns and the ever-present threat of sudden confiscation—he intended to have them. But having that ambition and bringing it to realization were two different matters, he discovered as time went by. Coastal Georgia was too firmly held by an entrenched aristocracy for him ever to hope to win the place he intended to have.
他無情地、一心一意地追求一個目標，就是要擁有自己的住宅，自己的農場，自己的馬匹，自己的奴隸。而在這個新國家里，既然已不像在他所離開的那個國家要冒雙重危險，即全部的收獲都租稅吞掉和隨時有可能被突然沒收，他就很想得到這些東西了。但是，一個時期以來，他已漸漸發現，懷抱這個雄心和實現這個雄心畢竟是兩回事。濱海的佐治亞州是那樣牢牢地掌握在一頑強的貴族階級手中，在這里，他就休想有一天會贏得他所刻意追求的地位。
