10 The Benefactor Revealed!

CHAPTER 10 The Benefactor Revealed! That strange night at Manor House haunted me for the next two years. I no longer went to school in Hammersmith, but I still shared an apartment with Herbert. I was alone one night reading when I heard heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. Is it my sister's ghost? I shivered. Quickly getting hold of my senses, I opened the door. "Who's down there?" A deep voice called, "I'm looking for Mr. Pip." "I'm Pip. How can I help you? Is something the matter?" A man passed under the stairway lamplight. When he reached the top of the stairs, I could tell

第十章恩人现身了！在接下来的两年里，那个奇怪的夜晚一直困扰着我。 我不再在哈默史密斯上学了，但我仍然和赫伯特合租一套公寓。 一天晚上，我一个人在看书，突然听到楼梯上传来沉重的脚步声。 是我妹妹的鬼魂吗？我不禁打了个哆嗦。 我很快恢复了理智，打开了门。 “谁在下面？”一个低沉的声音喊道：“我在找皮普先生。” “我皮普。我能为您做些什么？ 出什么事了吗？”一个男人从楼梯的灯光下走过。 当他走到楼梯顶上时，我看得出来

he was very strong and had a long gray beard. The man laughed, "You've grown up nicely since that day on the marsh." I gasped. The man standing in front of me was my convict! Years might have passed, and we both might have changed—but as I looked closer, I realized I would know that face anywhere. "You were kind to me," he said and held out his hands. I could do nothing but take them in my own. My convict grabbed them both tightly. "I haven't forgotten." As he stepped forward to give me a hug, I said, "There's no need to thank me—if that's why you've come. As you can see—" "See what?" he said. "It's cold and rainy, so I can't ask you to leave. But I see no reason for us to be friends." He asked, "Will you at least offer me a drink?" I nodded, and led the way into my apartment. As I poured the tea, I tried to keep my hand steady. For an instant, I felt like the little boy he'd tipped upside down in the graveyard. Sitting down in a chair, he took a long sip. My

他很强壮，留着长长的灰胡子。 那人笑着说：“自从那天在沼泽里，你已经长大了。” 我喘息着说道。站在我面前的人是我的囚犯！多年过去了，我们俩也许都变了——但当我走近看时，我意识到我在任何地方都能认出那张脸。 “你对我很好，”他说着伸出了双手。 我什么也不能做，只能把它们当作自己的东西。 我的犯人紧紧地抓住了他们俩。 “我没有忘记。”当他上前拥抱我时，我说：“没必要感谢我——如果这就是你来的原因的话。” 你可以看到——”“看到什么？”他说。 “天又冷又下雨，所以我不能让你离开。 但我看不出我们有做朋友的理由。” 他问：“至少请我喝一杯好吗？”我点了点头，带路进了我的公寓。 倒茶的时候，我尽量把手稳住。 有那么一瞬间，我觉得自己就像那个在墓地里被他打翻在地的小男孩。 他在椅子上坐下来，喝了一大口。 我的

voice shook slightly as I asked, "Do you work now?" My convict replied, "I've had many jobs. Mainly I was a sheep farmer, far away from London." "I hope you've been successful," I said. "Very." He looked around the room at our fine furniture and asked, "How are you doing so well, Pip?" he asked. I didn't know how to answer his question. His eyes twinkled as he said, "Don't you have a guardian named Mr. Jaggers?" How does he know that? The room started to spin. "Been taken care of, too, by a clerk named Wemmick?" I grasped the chair beside me so I wouldn't fall. He continued, "It's me, Pip! I am the one who made a gentleman of you. I've worked hard to give you everything!" What? The convict was my benefactor? I shrank into the sofa cushions and looked at him with a mixture of confusion, fear, and hatred. He went on, "I saw you every day in my mind just like that day on the marshes. I knew I wanted

当我问道：“你现在工作吗？”我的囚犯回答说：“我做过很多工作。 我主要是一个牧羊人，远离伦敦。” “我希望你成功了，”我说。 “非常”。他环视了一下房间，看着我们精美的家具，问道：“你怎么过得这么好，匹普？”他问道。 我不知道如何回答他的问题。 他眨着眼睛说：“你没有一个叫贾格斯先生的监护人吗？”他怎么知道的？ 房间开始旋转起来。“也被一个叫文米克的职员照顾过吗？”我抓住身旁的椅子以免摔倒。 他继续说，“是我，匹普！是我把你培养成绅士的。 我辛辛苦苦给了你一切！”怎么啦？ 那个罪犯是我的恩人？ 我缩进沙发垫子里，带着困惑、恐惧和憎恨的心情看着他。 他继续说：“我每天都在我的脑海里看到你，就像那天在沼泽地里一样。 我知道我想要

to help you in whatever way I could. I knew you'd do well. I knew it by the way you helped me all those years ago. I wanted to be like a father to you. "Oh, I've looked forward to this day for so long. Did you ever guess it was me who gave you the fortune?" "Oh, no," I whispered, barely able to speak. "Never." My convict told me all about his new life. As he told me how he had made his fortune in Australia raising sheep, my stomach turned. My heart was crushed. My great expectations had nothing to do with Miss Havisham, nor Estella. They were all because of a convict! I felt sick. The man then asked, "Where shall I sleep?" "Pardon me?" I said. "I've come all the way from Australia by ship. My journey was long and hard. If I don't get some rest I'll fall asleep in this chair." He laughed. I sighed. "My roommate, Herbert, is away for a few days. You can stay in his room." "No one will see me, right?" he said. "What would it matter if you were seen?"

尽我所能帮助你。 我就知道你会做得很好。多年前你帮我的时候我就知道了。 我想做你的父亲。 “哦，我期待这一天太久了。 你有没有猜到是我给了你那笔财产？”“哦，不，”我低声说，几乎说不出话来。 “从来没有。”我的犯人给我讲了他的新生活。 当他告诉我他是如何在澳大利亚养羊发了财时，我的胃一阵倒腾。 我的心都碎了。我的伟大期望与郝薇香小姐和艾丝黛拉无关。 都是因为一个罪犯！我觉得不舒服。 那人又问：“我睡在哪里呢？”“请再说一遍?”我说。 “我从澳大利亚坐船远道而来。 我的旅程漫长而艰难。 如果我不休息，我会在这张椅子上睡着的。” 他笑了。我叹了口气。“我的室友赫伯特要离开几天。 你可以住在他的房间里。” “没人会看到我，对吧？”他说。 “被人看见又有什么关系呢？”

"They'll hang me this time if they catch me." He yawned. I couldn't believe he was still wanted by the law! I showed my convict to Herbert's room and shuttered all the windows. Then I fell on my own bed in a miserable state. My world was in shambles. My benefactor had been and always would be a criminal. All my dreams—to fix Manor House for Miss Havisham and Estella— were dashed. But the worst part of it all? I had deserted good, kind Joe, and for nothing! My landlady knocked the next morning asking how many for breakfast. I quickly lied, "Um, my uncle arrived late last night. Please prepare breakfast for two." My convict came into the room and said good morning. "I don't even know your name," I said. "When I came over on the ship, I was called Provis. You can call me that." "It's not your real name?" "My real name is Magwitch," he said. "Abel Magwitch." "Did you see or talk to anyone last night before

“这次如果他们抓到我，他们会绞死我的。” 他打了个哈欠。我简直不敢相信他仍然被法律通缉！我把犯人领到赫伯特的房间，关上了所有的窗户。 然后我倒在自己的床上，痛苦不堪。 我的世界一片混乱。我的恩人过去是个罪犯，将来也永远是个罪犯。 我所有的梦想——为郝薇香小姐和艾丝黛拉修整庄园——都破灭了。 但最糟糕的是？ 我白白抛弃了善良善良的乔！第二天早上，我的女房东敲门问有多少人吃早餐。 我赶紧撒了个谎：“嗯，我叔叔昨晚来晚了。 请准备两个人的早餐。” 我的囚犯走进房间，说早上好。 “我甚至不知道你的名字，”我说。 “当我来到船上时，我被称为普洛维斯。 你可以这么叫我。”“这不是你的真名？”“我真名叫马格韦契。”他说。 “亚伯马格威奇。”“昨天晚上你见过谁或和谁说过话吗？

you came here?" I asked, worried someone might already know he was here. "Not a soul," he replied. Our breakfast arrived. Provis ate as if he had never seen food before. Every slurp, every spill reminded me of that morning on the marsh. I knew it was wrong, but I hated him. "You look fine, Pip. It does me good to see you." He took a thick wallet out of his jacket and threw it on the table. "Everything in there is yours." I couldn't pick it up. I didn't want anything from Provis. "Enough!" I shouted. "Please stop talking about it—we have much bigger problems. What are your plans? How long are you staying here? How will you keep yourself safe?" "No one but you, Mr. Jaggers, and Mr. Wemmick knows who I am. I'm not going back." Provis laughed. "I'll need a disguise." For the second time in my life, I acted in secret for my convict. I spent the day in town buying him new things and trying to find a place for him to

你到这儿来了？”我问，担心有人已经知道他在这里。 “一个人也没有，”他回答。我们的早餐到了。 普罗维斯吃得好像从来没见过食物似的。 每次吸吮，每次洒洒都让我想起沼泽里的那个早晨。 我知道这是不对的，但我恨他。 “你看起来很好，匹普。见到你真让我高兴。” 他从夹克里掏出一个厚厚的钱包，扔在桌子上。 “那里的一切都是你的。” 我拿不起来。我不想要普罗维斯的任何东西。 “够了!”我叫道。“请不要再说了——我们有更大的问题。 你有什么计划？你要在这里呆多久？ 你将如何保证自己的安全？”“除了你，贾格斯先生和文米克先生，没有人知道我是谁。 我不会回去的。”保留笑了。 “我需要伪装一下。”这是我有生以来第二次秘密地为我的罪犯做事。 我花了一天时间在城里给他买新东西，想给他找个地方住