4 New friends

Chapter 4 New friends Oliver ran and ran until he came to a signpost. "I'll walk to London," he decided. "Perhaps I can make a better life for myself there." He walked ten miles a day. At night he hid in hay barns and woke each morning aching and weak with hunger. The nights were worst, because there was nothing around him but darkness and loneliness.

奥利弗跑啊跑，一直跑到一个路标前。 “我走着去伦敦，”他决定。 “也许我可以在那里过上更好的生活。” 他每天走十英里。 晚上，他躲在干草仓里，每天早晨醒来，又饿又痛又虚弱。 夜晚是最糟糕的，因为他周围除了黑暗和孤独什么都没有。

At last he reached the city. His sore feet were bleeding and his clothes were worn to shreds. He watched people jostling around market stalls and shops, so busy that no one noticed him.

最后他到达了那个城市。 他疼痛的脚在流血，衣服也磨破了。 他看到人们挤在市场摊位和商店周围，忙得没有人注意到他。

He collapsed on a cold doorstep, too exhausted to beg. Delicious smells floated by from a bakery. Oliver staggered up to the window, where shelves groaned with piles of freshly-made bread, cakes, buns and pies. He stared at them longingly. A boy about the same age, with sharp eyes and a swaggering walk, strolled over. "Hungry?" he asked. "Very," gasped Oliver.

他瘫倒在冰冷的门阶上，累得连乞讨的力气都没有了。 美味的气味从面包店飘来。 奥利弗摇摇晃晃地走到窗前，那里的架子上堆满了刚做好的面包、蛋糕、小圆面包和馅饼。 他渴望地望着他们。 一个年纪相仿的男孩走过来，目光锐利，走路神气十足。 “饿吗？”他问。“很好。”奥利弗喘着气说。

To Oliver's astonishment, the boy pulled a wad of money out of his pocket. "I'll get you something. Wait here. The boy returned with a bag crammed with hot meat pies. "I'm Dodger," said the boy, as Oliver gobbled the food. "You?" "Oliver Twist." "Got a bed tonight, Oliver?" "No."

令奥利弗吃惊的是，男孩从口袋里掏出一叠钱。 “我给你拿点东西。在这儿等着。 男孩回来时拿了一个装满热肉饼的袋子。 “我是神偷。”男孩说，奥利弗狼吞虎咽地吃着食物。 “你呢?”“雾都孤儿”。“今晚有床位吗，奥利弗？”“没有。”

"Got any family?" "No one at all." "I know a kind gentleman who'll take you in. He won't want any rent, either. "That's generous!" exclaimed Oliver. He followed Dodger down a maze of narrow alleys, where foul smells filled the air and swarms of ragged urchins played in slimy, oozing gutters. Men and women staggered around, cursing loudly.

“有家人吗？”“根本没有人。” “我认识一位好心的先生，他会收留你的。 他也不想要租金。 “太慷慨了！”奥利弗叫道。 他跟着神偷穿过迷宫般的狭窄小巷，空气中弥漫着恶臭，成群的衣衫褴褛的海胆在黏糊糊、渗出汁液的水沟里嬉戏。 男男女女摇摇晃晃地走来走去，大声咒骂着。

It looked so dirty, Oliver almost wished he hadn't come, but he had nowhere else to go. Finally, they reached a crumbling house. Dodger led him up a rickety staircase to a dark room. Through a cloud of sizzling fumes, Oliver spied a gnarled old man. He was wearing a grubby blue coat and frying sausages over the fire.

这里看起来太脏了，奥利弗真希望自己没来，但他没有别的地方可去。 最后，他们来到了一座摇摇欲坠的房子前。 机灵鬼领着他走上一段摇摇晃晃的楼梯，来到一间黑暗的房间。 透过一团咝咝作响的烟雾，奥利弗发现了一个骨节嶙峋的老人。 他穿着一件脏兮兮的蓝色外套，在火上煎香肠。