5 Murder in Cyprus

Chapter 5 Murder in Cyprus Othello strode into the fort to find his officers and Desdemona gathered around a messenger from Venice named Lodovico. "Greetings," said Lodovico. "The duke has sent me to bring Othello home. Cassio can take care of the fort. How is he?" Othello shrugged.

奥赛罗大步走进堡垒，发现他的军官和苔丝狄蒙娜正围着一个从威尼斯来的信使，名叫洛多维科。 “你好，”洛多维科说。 “公爵派我去把奥赛罗带回家。 凯西奥可以照看堡垒。 他怎么样了？”奥赛罗耸耸肩。

"My lord and Cassio have fallen out," explained Desdemona sadly. As she spoke Cassio's name, something in Othello snapped. "Out of my sight!" he snarled, striking her. Desdemona clutched her stinging cheek and left, her eyes brimming. "So Cassio has my place," snorted Othello. He strode away, muttering oddly. "Has he lost his mind?" exclaimed Lodovico, staring after him.

“我的主人和凯西奥闹翻了，”苔丝狄蒙娜伤心地解释说。 她一提到凯西奥的名字，奥赛罗心里的什么东西就崩溃了。 “滚出我的视线！”他咆哮着，打了她一下。 苔丝狄蒙娜紧紧抓住她那刺痛的脸颊，泪流满面地离开了。 “原来凯西奥取代了我的位置，”奥赛罗哼着鼻子说。 他一边大步走开，一边奇怪地咕哝着。 “他疯了吗？”洛多维科望着他的背影喊道。

Othello had gone to question the servant, Emilia, about Desdemona's meetings with Cassio. "You never saw anything suspicious?" Emilia shook her head. "No, nor heard nor suspected anything," she insisted. "Desdemona is a faithful wife." But her words fell on deaf ears. "Bring her here," Othello ordered.

奥赛罗去问仆人爱米利娅苔丝狄蒙娜和凯西奥见面的事。 “你从来没有看到任何可疑的东西吗？”爱米利娅摇了摇头。 “没有，既没有听到，也没有怀疑，”她坚持说。 “苔丝狄蒙娜是个忠实的妻子。” 但她的话被置若罔闻。 “把她带到这儿来。”奥赛罗命令道。

"You called for me, my lord?" said Desdemona softly, coming in. Othello stared into her clear blue eyes. "What are you?" She gazed back at him. "Your true and loyal wife, heaven knows." "Heaven knows you are false!" "How?" she begged. "What is my sin?" "Aren't you a harlot?" "No!" cried Desdemona, shocked. For a moment, Othello almost believed her. Then he remembered lago's sneers and Cassio's laughter. "I'm sorry," he spat, his words dripping sarcasm. "I thought you were that harlot who married Othello!" And he stormed out. Desdemona wept.

“您叫我吗，我的主人？”苔丝狄蒙娜进来时轻轻地说。 奥赛罗凝视着她清澈的蓝眼睛。 “你是什么？”她回望着他。 “你真正忠诚的妻子，天知道。” “上天知道你是假的！”“怎么做？”她恳求道。 “我的罪是什么？”“你不是妓女吗？”“不！”苔丝狄蒙娜吃惊地喊道。 有那么一会儿，奥赛罗几乎相信了她的话。 这时他想起了拉古的讥笑和凯西奥的笑声。 “对不起，”他吐了口唾沫，话语中充满了讽刺。 “我还以为你是嫁给奥赛罗的那个妓女呢！”他气冲冲地走了。 苔丝狄蒙娜哭了。

"What's all this?" said Iago, looking in. "My lord called her a harlot!" exclaimed Emilia. "Did she give up her family, friends and country, to be called such names?" Iago did his best to look surprised. "Why?" he asked. Desdemona shook her head. "Heaven knows," she sniffed.

“这是怎么回事？”伊阿古朝屋里看了看，问道。 “我的主人叫她妓女！”爱米利娅叫道。 “她放弃了她的家庭、朋友和国家，就为了被这样称呼吗？”伊阿古竭力装出惊讶的样子。 “为什么？”他问。苔丝狄蒙娜摇了摇头。 “天知道，”她嗤之以鼻。

"I bet my life some knave has been telling lies," put in Emilia. "May he be hanged for it!" "Quiet, fool," snarled Iago. He turned to Desdemona. "I expect something else has upset him and he's taking it out on you. Don't cry. All will be well."

“我敢用生命打赌，一定是某个无赖在说谎，”爱米利娅插嘴说。 “愿他为此被绞死！”“安静，傻瓜，”伊阿古咆哮道。 他转向苔丝狄蒙娜。“我想是别的什么事让他心烦了，他把气撒在你身上了。 别哭了。一切都会好的。”