Ch10-A Christmas Carol

CHAPTER TEN A Christmas Carol The gas streetlamp flickered back on. Charles began pacing back and forth. "Come on, Jack," said Annie. "Let's go talk to him! Quick!" Jack packed up the violin and bow. Then he and Annie hurried down the hill to Charles.

第十章圣诞颂歌煤气灯又亮了。 查尔斯开始来回踱步。 “来吧，杰克，”安妮说。 “我们去跟他谈谈吧！”快!”杰克把小提琴和弓收拾好。 然后他和安妮匆匆下山去找查尔斯。

"Charles!" cried Annie. "Hello!" Charles whirled around. "Annie! Jack! You can't imagine what just happened!" His voice was shaking. "I had the strangest visions! Three ghosts came to me! They showed me visions of myself in the past, the present, and the future!" "Really?" said Annie. "That sounds like a scene in a book." "Yes, yes, it certainly does!" Charles said, laughing and wiping his eyes. "The ghosts made me want to keep writing. They taught me that I can truly help the world with my books! I—I must go home! I must find a cab and go home and get to work at once! I cannot waste another day!

“查尔斯！”安妮叫道。“你好!”查尔斯转过身来。 “安妮!杰克!你无法想象刚才发生了什么！”他的声音在颤抖。 “我看到了最奇怪的幻象！”三个鬼向我走来！他们让我看到了自己过去、现在和未来的幻象！”“真的吗？”安妮说。 “这听起来像是书中的场景。” “是的，是的，确实是这样！”查尔斯笑着说，擦了擦眼睛。 “鬼魂让我想继续写作。 他们教会了我，我可以用我的书真正帮助这个世界！我必须回家！我必须找辆出租车回家，马上去上班！我不能再浪费一天了！

Another hour! Another minute! I must write! I love to write!" He laughed with joy. "Then I guess we'll be going home, too," said Jack, smiling. "Our job is done here." "Shall I tell the cab to let you off somewhere?" asked Charles. "We need to go to Hyde Park," said Annie. "Wonderful! It's on the way. Come along!" said Charles. He took off running up the hill, dashing ahead of Jack and Annie. When they caught up with him, they saw a horse and cab clattering over the cobblestones. "Stop, sir! Give us a ride, please!" Charles shouted to the driver.

一个小时!一分钟!我必须写！我喜欢写作！”他高兴地笑了。 “那我想我们也要回家了。”杰克笑着说。 “我们的任务完成了。”“要我叫出租车让你在什么地方下车吗？”查尔斯问。 “我们得去海德公园，”安妮说。 “太棒了!就在路上。 走吧！”查尔斯说。 他跑到杰克和安妮的前面，向山上跑去。 当他们追上他的时候，他们看见一辆马车和一辆马车在鹅卵石路上辚辚地驶过。 “停,先生!请载我们一程吧！”查尔斯对司机喊道。

The driver brought his horse to a halt. Jack and Annie followed Charles to the cab. "Hyde Park! Then One Devonshire Terrace! Please hurry!" said Charles. The driver looked delighted. "Yes, Mr. Dickens, sir!" he said. The three of them crowded into the cab, and the horse began to trot through the dark, foggy city, its hooves clopping on the cobblestones. "Ah!" said Charles, clapping his hands. "I know now what I shall write about! I will write a Christmas story about a man whose life is changed by three ghosts! The Ghost of Christmas Past! The Ghost of Christmas Present! And the Ghost of Christmas Future! What do you think of that?"

车夫让马停下来。 杰克和安妮跟着查尔斯走向出租车。 “海德公园!然后是德文郡露台一号！请快一点！”查尔斯说。 司机看起来很高兴。 “是的，狄更斯先生，先生！”他说。 他们三个人挤进马车，马开始在黑暗、雾蒙蒙的城市里小跑，蹄子踩在鹅卵石上。 “啊！"查尔斯拍着手说。 “我现在知道该写些什么了！”我要写一个关于一个人的圣诞故事，他的生活被三个鬼魂改变了！过去圣诞节的幽灵！现在的圣诞幽灵！还有未来的圣诞幽灵！你觉得怎么样？”

"It sounds brilliant," said Jack. "I agree!" said Charles. "I'll write about a greedy, selfish man who helps no one. Like—like Mr. Pinch! But I'll call him—what shall I call him?" "How about Scrooge?" said Annie. "Wonderful name!" Charles laughed. "Mr. Scrooge! I love it. The three ghosts will change Scrooge's life! Do you like that idea?" "Love it," said Jack. "Good!" said Charles. "I think I shall just be able to write the story in time for Christmas. Hah! Perhaps I'll call it A Ghost Story of Christmas." "Hmm. Or maybe you could just call it A Christmas Carol," said Jack.

“听起来很棒，”杰克说。 “我同意！”查尔斯说。“我要写一个贪婪、自私、不帮助任何人的人。 就像捏奇先生！不过我要叫他——叫他好吗？”“斯克罗吉怎么样？”安妮说。 “美妙的名字!”查尔斯笑了。 “吝啬鬼先生!我喜欢它。这三个鬼魂将改变斯克罗吉的生活！你喜欢这个主意吗？”“我喜欢，”杰克说。 “太好了！”查尔斯说。“我想我刚好能在圣诞节前写完这个故事。 哈!也许我该叫它《圣诞节的鬼故事》。” “嗯。或者你可以叫它《圣诞颂歌》，”杰克说。

"Oh! I love that!" said Charles. "Yes, perhaps I'll call it A Christmas Carol. And then underneath those words, I'll write: Being a Ghost Story of Christmas!" "That sounds good," said Annie. "That should make people want to read it," said Charles. "Everyone loves a ghost story, don't they?" "Well…," started Jack. "Of course they do!" said Charles. "It all makes sense to me now. I will keep using my books to fight greed and cruelty. My pen is my sword. Except my books will never celebrate wars and fighting. They'll always show the joys and

“哦!我喜欢！”查尔斯说。 “是的，也许我该叫它《圣诞颂歌》。 然后在这些字的下面，我会写上：成为圣诞节的鬼故事！”“听起来不错，”安妮说。 查尔斯说：“这应该会让人们想读它。” “每个人都喜欢鬼故事，不是吗？”“嗯……”杰克开口了。 “他们当然知道！”查尔斯说。 “现在我明白了。 我将继续用我的书来对抗贪婪和残忍。 我的笔就是我的剑。但我的书永远不会歌颂战争和战斗。 他们总是表现出快乐和