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The
Last
Leaf
(
红色为对话，蓝色为旁白，黑字为翻译
）
< br>人物：医生、约翰西（
Johnsy)
、苏
(Sue/Sudie)
、贝尔曼
(Behrman
)
Johnsy
was
among
his
victims
.She
lay,scarcely
moving
on
her
bed ,looking through the small window
at the black side of the next brick
hou
se.
她病倒了，躺在床上几乎一动不动，小窗望着隔壁砖房那单调沉闷的侧墙。
One morning the busy doctor
invited Sue into the hallway with a
bushy,gray eyebrow.
一天上午，忙碌的医
生扬了扬灰白的浓眉，示意苏到过道上来。
“
She has one chance in ten
.
”
he
said.
”
And that chance is for
her to
want to live.Y
our
little lady has made up her mind that
she
’
s not going to
get she anything on her
mind?
”
“
她只有一成希望，
”
他说。
“
那还得看她
自己是不是想活下去。你这位女朋友已经下决心不想好了
。她有什么心事吗
?”
“
She__she want to paint the
Bay of Naples some day,
”
said
Sue.
“
她
——
她想有一天能去画那不勒斯湾，
”
苏说。
“
Paint?__bosh!Has she
anything on her mind worth think twice__a
instance?
”
“
画画
?
——
得了。她有没有别的事值得她留恋的
——
比如说，
一个
男人
?”
“
A man
?
”
said Sue.
“
Is a man
worth__but,no,doctor
；
there
is
nothing of the kind.
”
“
男人
?”
苏说。
“
难道一个男人就值得
——
可是，她没有啊，大夫，
没有这码子事。
”
“
Well.
”
said
the doctor.
“
I will do that
science can accomplish .But
whenever
my
patient
begins
to
count
the
carriages
in
her
funeral
procession I
subtract 50 percent from the curative power of
medicines.
”
“
好吧，
”
大夫说。
“
我会尽一切努力，只要是科
学能做到的。可是，但凡病人开始计算她出
殡的行列里有几辆马车的时候，我就要把医药
的疗效减去一半。
”
After the doctor had gone
Sue went the workroom and cried,
Then
she marched into Johnsy
’
s
room with her drawing board,whistling a
merry
tune.
大夫走后，苏
去工作室哭了一场。随后她携着画板大步走进约翰西的房间，
口里吹着轻快的口哨。
Johnsy
lay,scarcely
making
a
movement
under
the
bedclothes,with
her
face
toward
the
window,She
was
looking
out
and
counting
__counting backward.
约翰西躺在被子
下几乎一动不动，脸朝着窗。她望着窗外，数着数
——
倒数着数
!
“
Twe
lve,
”
she
said,and
a
little
later
“
eleven
”
;
and
then
“
ten,
”
and
“
nine
”
;
and then
“
eight
”
and
“
seve
n,
”
almost
together.
“12
，
”
她数道，过了一会
儿
“11”
，接着数
“10'’
和
“9”
；再数
“8”
和
“7”
，几乎同时数下来。
Sue
looked
out
of
the
was
there
to
count?there
was
only a bare,dreary yard to be seen,and
the black side of the brick house
twenty
feet
old
,old
ivy
vine
climbed
half
way
up
the
brick
cold
breath
of
autumn
had
blown
away
its
leaves,leaving
it
almost bare.
<
/p>
苏朝窗外望去。
外面有什么好数的呢
?<
/p>
外面只看到一个空荡荡的沉闷的院子，
还有
20
英尺开
外那砖房的侧墙，上面什么也没有。一棵古老的常
青藤爬到半墙高。萧瑟秋风吹落了枝叶，
藤上几乎光秃秃的。
“
Six,
”
sa
id
Johnsy,in
almost
a
whisper.
“
They
’
re
falling
faster
days ago there were almost a made my headache to
count now it
’
s
easy. There goes another are only five
left
now.
”
“6
，
”
约翰西数着，声音几
乎听不出来。
“
现在叶子掉落得快多了。三天前差不
多还有
100
片。数得我头都疼。可现在容易了。
又掉了一片。这下子只剩
5
片了。
”<
/p>
“
five what,dear?
’
“5
片什么，亲爱的
?”
“
Leaves. On the ivy the
last one falls I must
go,too.I
’
ve
known
that foe three days. Didn
’
t
the doctor tell you?
”
“
叶子。常青藤上的叶
子。等最后一片叶子掉了，我也就得走了。三天前我就知
道会这样。大夫没跟你说吗
?”
“
Oh,I never heard of such
nonsense. What have old ivy leaves to do
with
your
getting
well?Don
’
t
be
so
,
the
doctor
told
me
this
morning
that your chances for getting well soon were ten
to one !Try to
take some soup now,and
let Sudie go and buy port wine for her child.
”
“
噢，
我从没听说过这
种胡说八道。常青藤叶子跟你病好不好有什么关系
?
别这么傻。
对了，大夫
上午跟我说，
你的病十有八九就快好了。
快喝些汤，
让苏迪给她生病的孩子去买些波尔图葡
萄酒来。
”
“
Y
ou
needn
’
t get any more
wine,
”
said Johnsy,keeping
her eyes fixed
out
the
window.
”
“
There
goes
,I
don
’
t
want
any
soup.
That
leaves just four .I want to see
the last one fall before it gets
I
’
ll
go,too.I
’
m tired
of waiting.I
’
m tired of
thinking.I want to turn loose my
hold
on
everything,and
go
sailing
down,just
like
of
those
poor
,tired
leaves.
”
< br>“
你不用再去买酒了，
”
约翰西
说道，两眼一直盯着窗外。
“
又掉了一片。不，我不
想喝汤。
这一下只剩下
4
片了。
我要在天黑前看到最后一片叶子掉落。
那时我也就跟着走
了。
我都等腻了。也想腻了。我只想撇开一切，飘然而去，
；就
像那边千片可怜的疲倦的叶子
“
Try
to sleep,
”
said
Sue,
”
I must call Behrman up
to be my
modle for
the old
miner ,I
’
ll not be gone a
minute.
”
“
快睡吧，
”
苏说。
“
我得叫贝尔曼上楼
来给我当老矿工模特儿。我去去就来。
”
Old
Behrman
was
a
painter
who
lived
on
the
ground
floor beneath
was past
sixty and had a long white heard curling down over
his
e
looking
the
part,Behrman
was
a
failure
in
art.
For
forty
years he had
been always about to paint a masterpiece, but had
never yet
begun
earned a little by serving as a model
to those young artists
who could not
pay the price of a professional ,He drank gin to
excess,and
still talked of his coming
the rest he was a pierce
little
old
man
,who
mocked
terribly
at
softness
in
any
one,and
who
regard
himself as guard dog
to the two young artists in the studio
abov
e.
老贝尔曼
是住在两人楼
下底层的一个画家。
他已年过六旬，
银白色蜷曲的长髯披挂胸前
。
贝尔曼看上
去挺像艺术家，但在艺术上却没有什么成就。
40
年来他一直想创作一幅传世之作，却始终
没能动手。
他给那些请不起职业模特的青年画家当模特挣点小钱。
他没节制地喝酒，
谈论着
他那即将问世的不朽之作。要说其
他方面，他是个好斗的小老头，要是谁表现出一点软弱，
他便大肆嘲笑，并把自己看成是
楼上画室里两位年轻艺术家的看护人。
Sue
found
Behrman
smelling
strongly
of
gin
in
his
dimly
lighted
studio below ,Inone corner was a black
canvas on an easel that had been
waiting
there
for
twenty-five
years
to
receive
the
first
line
of
the
masterpiece
.She
told
him
of
Johnsy
’
s
fancy,and
how
she
feared
she
would
,indeed,light and fragile as a leaf herself,float
away,when her slight
hold upon the
world grew Behrman,with his red eyes plainly
streaming ,shouted his contempt for
such foolish imaginings
.
苏在楼下
光线暗
淡的画室里找到了贝尔曼，
他满身酒味刺鼻。
屋子一角的画架上支着一张从未落过笔的画布，
在那儿搁了
25
年，等着一幅杰作的起笔。苏把约翰西的怪念头跟他说了，并说约翰西本身
就像一片叶子又瘦又弱，
她害怕要是她那本已脆弱的生存意志再
软下去的话，
真的会凋零飘
落。老贝尔曼双眼通红，显然是泪涟
涟的，他大声叫嚷着说他蔑视这种傻念头。
“
What!
”
he
cried.
“
Are there
people in the world foolish enough to die
because
leafs
drop
off
from
a
bine?I
have
never
heard
of
such
a
thing
,Why
do
you
allow
such
silly
ideas
to
come
into
that
head
of
hers
?God!
This
is
not
a
place
in
which
one
so
good
as
Miss
Johnsy
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