2 Conspiracy

Chapter 2 Conspiracy Waves crashed angrily against the jetty as Fernand Mondego stormed to the end of the dock. His whole body trembled with rage. He couldn't bear to see Mercedes with another man. "Why did Dantes ever return?" he cried. "Be careful what you say," a voice answered. "Edmond has many friends around here." Danglars sat outside a tavern, with his accounts papers spread across a table.

弗尔南多·蒙台哥冲到码头的尽头，汹涌的海浪猛烈地冲击着码头。 他气得全身发抖。 他不忍心看到梅塞苔丝和另一个男人在一起。 “唐太斯为什么还要回来呢？”他喊道。 “小心你说的话。”一个声音回答。 “爱德蒙在这附近有很多朋友。” 腾格拉尔坐在一家小酒馆外面，他的账目文件摊在一张桌子上。

"What do you want?" Fernand spat. "Merely to share a toast," Danglars said, pouring a glass of wine. "To Edmond Dantes, future captain of the Pharon and husband to the fair Mercedes. Fernand's face turned livid red. He snatched Danglars' glass and smashed it to the floor. "I hate Edmond Dantes!" he cried. Calmly, Danglars poured himself another drink. He too hated Dantes. He had worked hard on the Pharon, and felt that it should be him, not Edmond, who was made captain.

“你想要什么？”弗尔南多争吵。 “只是一起举杯，”腾格拉尔说着，倒了一杯酒。 “致爱德蒙·唐太斯，未来的法伦号船长，美丽美塞苔丝的丈夫。 弗尔南多的脸涨得通红。 他一把抓住腾格拉尔的杯子，把它摔在地上。 “我恨爱德蒙·唐太斯！” 腾格拉尔平静地又给自己倒了一杯酒。 他也恨唐太斯。他在“法伦号”上干得很卖力，觉得应该由他而不是爱德蒙来当船长。

"What if there was a way to make him go away again?" he said. "You could marry Mercedes and I would become captain." "If only there was," Fernand groaned, "then I would do it, however hard." Danglars' lips curled into a sinister smile. He rustled among his papers, finding a blank sheet. Then he dipped his quill into his inkpot. "It is not hard at all," he said. "We simply have to write a letter."

“如果有办法让他再次离开呢？”他说。 “你可以娶梅塞苔丝，我就可以当船长了。” “要是有办法，”弗尔南多呻吟着说，“那我就去做了，不管有多难。” 腾格拉尔的嘴唇弯成一个阴险的微笑。 他在卷子里翻来翻去，找到了一张白纸。 然后他把羽毛笔浸在墨水瓶里。 “这一点也不难，”他说。 “我们只需要写封信。”