17 The Bet Is Won!

CHAPTER 17 The Bet Is Won! The doors and windows of Phileas Fogg's house on Savile Row were all closed. The curtains were drawn. Nothing in the house suggested that he was home. He had been ruined by one silly detective. Ruined! After traveling all that way and after

第十七章赌赢了！斐利亚·福克在萨维尔街的房子里，所有的门窗都关着。 窗帘拉上了。房子里没有任何东西表明他在家。 他被一个愚蠢的侦探给毁了。 毁了!在长途跋涉之后

overcoming danger and all the other bumps along the way, it was finished! He owed the rest of his fortune to his friends at the Reform Club. What little money he had left was in his carpetbag. Phileas went to bed that night with a heavy heart. Aouda did, too. She felt so bad for the kind man who had rescued her. But she didn't know what she could do to help him now. The next morning when Passepartout brought up his breakfast, Phileas asked him to tell Aouda that he would see her after dinner. He needed to spend the day making sure his affairs were in order. No one felt worse than the faithful butler. He knew it was all his fault they had lost the bet. If he had just told the monsieur about the detective, things would have turned out differently. Passepartout could hold his feelings in no

克服了一路上的危险和所有其他的颠簸，它完成了！他把其余的财产都欠了改革俱乐部的朋友们。 他剩下的那点钱都在他的旅行袋里。 那天晚上，菲利斯带着沉重的心情上床睡觉。 艾娥达夫人也一样。她为那个救了她的善良的人感到难过。 但她不知道自己现在能做些什么来帮助他。 第二天早晨，路路通端上早餐时，菲利亚请他告诉艾娥达夫人，晚饭后他要去看她。 他需要花一天的时间来确保他的事务井然有序。 没有人比这位忠实的管家更难受了。 他知道他们打赌输了全是他的错。 如果他把侦探的事告诉了先生，事情就会完全不同了。 路路通控制不住自己的感情

longer. "But sir! Why aren't you mad at me? This is all my fault—" "I don't blame anyone, Passepartout. Now go find Miss Aouda, please." "Yes, sir." Passepartout went off to tell Aouda that Phileas wanted to talk with her after dinner. For the very first time in a very long time, Phileas Fogg did not set out for the Reform Club at exactly half-past eleven. Why did he need to go? He was a day late. His friends already had the check. All they needed to do was go to the bank to cash it. So Phileas stayed at home. He stayed in his room and did a lot of thinking. Aouda did the same. It was only Passepartout who buzzed around that day from door to door, trying to hear if he was needed. After dinner, Phileas and Aouda sat down to have their talk. "Aouda," he said, "will you forgive me for taking you to England? When

更长时间。“但是先生!你为什么不生我的气？ 这都是我的错——”“我不怪谁，路路通。 现在请你去找艾娥达夫小姐吧。” “是的,先生。”路路通去告诉艾娥达夫人，说斐利亚饭后想和她谈谈。 很久以来，福克先生第一次没有在十一点半准时出发去改良俱乐部。 他为什么要走?他迟到了一天。 他的朋友们已经付了钱。 他们所需要做的就是去银行兑现。 所以菲利亚呆在家里。 他呆在房间里想了很多。 艾娥达夫人也这样做了。那天只有路路通一个人挨家挨户地打听是否有人需要他。 晚饭后，菲利亚和艾娥达夫人坐下来谈话。 “艾娥达夫人，”他说，“你能原谅我带你去英国吗？ 当

"What do you mean? You saved me!" "Please let me finish," he continued. "I was a rich man when I brought you here, far away from your home. I could have helped you start a new life. Now I'm ruined." "I know, dear Phileas," Aouda said. "But all I ask is that you forgive me for being a part of that ruin. It's my fault you had to rescue me in the first place." "That's nonsense. You needed to be safe and now you are." "That's true," she said. "But what will become of you?" Phileas looked at the kind girl that sat in front of him. "I have no true friends and no family, but I'll be fine." "Well," Aouda said, "if you'll have me as your wife, I'll be your family. We can face the future together." Phileas stood up. He didn't know what to

“你是什么意思？”你救了我！”“请让我说完，”他接着说。 “我把你带到这儿来的时候，已经很有钱了，远离你的家。 我本可以帮你开始新生活。 现在我毁了。”“我知道，亲爱的菲利亚，”艾娥达夫人说。 “但我只要求你原谅我，因为我是那场毁灭的一部分。 你当初救我是我的错。” “这是无稽之谈。你需要安全，现在你安全了。” “那倒是真的，”她说。“可是你会怎么样呢？”菲利亚看着坐在他前面的那个善良的女孩。 “我没有真正的朋友，也没有家人，但我会没事的。” “好吧，”艾娥达夫人说，“如果你要我做你的妻子，我就是你的家人。 我们可以共同面对未来。” 菲利亚站了起来。他不知道该说什么

say. His eyes lit up and his lips trembled. Aouda said nothing. She just waited for him to speak. "I do love you!" he said. "Yes, by all that is good and honest, I do love you! Let's get married." They held tightly to each other's hands. Passepartout came into the room and saw the pair smiling happily. Phileas said, "We're

说。他两眼放光，嘴唇颤抖。 艾娥达夫人什么也没说。她只是等着他说话。 “我真的爱你！”他说。“是的，我是真的爱你！”我们结婚吧。” 他们紧紧地握着彼此的手。 路路通走进屋来，看见他们俩笑得很开心。 菲利亚说：“我们

getting married! Do you think it's too late to talk to the Reverend at the Marylebone Parish?" "You'd like to get married tomorrow, on Monday?" Passepartout asked. "Yes, tomorrow," Phileas answered. "Yes," Aouda echoed. Passepartout ran off as fast as his legs would carry him. Passepartout raced into the sitting room where Phileas and Aouda were waiting for him. "Marriage—" Passepartout said, "impossible, tomorrow." He was out of breath. "What are you talking about?" "To-tomorrow is Sunday!" "No, it's Monday," Mr. Fogg insisted.

结婚!你认为现在跟马里波恩教区的牧师谈谈是不是太晚了？”“你想明天结婚吗，星期一？”路路通问道。 “是的，明天。”菲利亚回答。 “是的，”艾娥达夫人应声说。路路通飞快地跑开了。 路路通跑进客厅，菲利亚和艾娥达夫人正在那里等着他。 “结婚——”路路通说，“明天结婚是不可能的。” 他上气不接下气。“你在说什么？”“明天是星期天！”“不，今天是星期一，”福克先生坚持说。