8 Another Two Letters

CHAPTER 8 Another Two Letters One afternoon as I was reading at home, a short letter with no greeting came for me: I am to come to London tomorrow on the midday coach. Meet me. Miss Havisham sends her regards. —Estella The morning of Estella's visit found me pacing the station far too early. I was a bundle of nerves. My palms were sweating and my stomach was full of butterflies. I wondered, What will we talk about? Will I be good company? Instead of waiting in the station, I decided to walk over and visit Wemmick. Together we ran some errands for Mr. Jaggers. I returned to the

第八章另外两封信一天下午，我正在家里看书，收到一封没有问候语的短信：我明天要乘中午的马车去伦敦。 接我。郝薇香小姐向你问好。 -艾丝黛拉艾丝黛拉来访的那天早晨，我在车站里走得太早了。 我紧张极了。我手心冒汗，心里七上八下。 我在想，我们要谈些什么呢？ 我能成为你的好伙伴吗？我没有在车站等，而是决定走过去拜访文米克。 我们一起为贾格斯先生跑腿。 我回到房间。

station to find Estella waving at me from the coach window. She pointed out her luggage, and I arranged for it to be collected. "Where are you off to?" I asked. "To Richmond," she said. "Miss Havisham told me to get a carriage because ten miles is too far to walk. You'll accompany me, of course, and arrange everything." She handed me a small, pretty pouch that contained her money. "I'll send for the carriage. Will you rest here for a minute?" I asked. "Yes. I would like some tea and for you to spend a little while with me. I want to see a bit of London." When we were seated in the tearoom, I asked, "Why are you going to Richmond?" "I am to live with an important society woman. She'll introduce me to the right people." "It'll be nice to meet so many different people." "Perhaps," she answered. She paused for a moment, and we were silent. "Do you like it at the Pockets's?" "I do," I replied. "My studies are going well. I

我来到车站，发现艾丝黛拉正从车窗向我招手。 她指给我看她的行李，我安排我去取。 “你要去哪儿?”我问。 “去里士满，”她说。“郝薇香小姐叫我叫辆马车，因为走十英里路太远了。 你当然要陪我，安排好一切。” 她递给我一个小巧漂亮的钱袋，里面装着她的钱。 “我去叫马车来。 你能在这儿休息一会儿吗？”我问。 “是的。我想喝点茶，你陪我待一会儿。 我想看一看伦敦。” 当我们在茶室坐下时，我问：“你为什么要去里士满？”“我要和一位重要的社会女性住在一起。 她会把我介绍给合适的人。” “能认识这么多不同的人真是太好了。” “也许吧，”她回答。她停了一会儿，我们沉默了。 “你喜欢在口袋店吗？”“是的，”我回答。 “我的学习进展顺利。 我

have discovered that I love to read." Estella cackled in that mean way of hers. "You know," she said, "somebody there is making fun of you behind your back. He sends anonymous letters to Miss Havisham to tell her all of your mistakes." "It doesn't bother me," I said. "I'm sure Miss Havisham knows the truth about me. In fact, I think I know who might have sent them—my classmate Drummle. He's always looking for trouble."

我发现我喜欢阅读。” 艾丝黛拉用她那刻薄的方式咯咯地笑着。 “你知道，”她说，“那里有人在背后取笑你。 他给郝薇香小姐寄匿名信，告诉她你所有的错误。” “这并不困扰我，”我说。 “我相信郝薇香小姐知道关于我的真相。 事实上，我想我知道可能是谁寄的——我的同学朱穆尔。 他总是在找麻烦。”

Estella smirked. "Yes, I'm sure Miss Havisham realizes there's nothing to worry about. We'd better get to that carriage." We toured around London, and I showed Estella the sights. Hours later, after I dropped her off in Richmond, sadness washed over me. The day had been fun, and I already missed her. Our time together was too short. A couple of days later, Herbert heard another letter come through our mail slot. "It's for you, Pip," he said as he collected it. I opened the unfamiliar envelope to discover that my sister had died. Even though she hadn't been too kind to me as a child, I was still angered by whoever hurt her. Mrs. Joe did see me safely through my childhood. And she had suffered so much since her accident. My heart ached to know she was gone and that Joe was now alone. The morning of the funeral, I took a coach and made my way back to the Blue Boar hotel. Even though I had written to tell Joe I was coming, we

埃斯特拉傻笑。“是的，我相信郝薇香小姐知道没什么好担心的。 我们最好上马车去。” 我们游览了伦敦，我带艾丝黛拉参观了风景。 几个小时后，我把她送到里士满，悲伤席卷了我。 这一天过得很开心，我已经开始想念她了。 我们在一起的时间太短了。 几天后，赫伯特从我们的信箱里又收到了一封信。 “这是给你的，匹普，”他一边捡，一边说。 我打开陌生的信封，发现妹妹已经去世了。 尽管小时候她对我不太好，我还是会对伤害她的人感到愤怒。 乔夫人确实陪伴我平安度过了童年。 事故发生后，她遭受了很多痛苦。 知道她走了，乔现在孤身一人，我的心很痛。 葬礼的那天早上，我坐上了一辆马车，回到了蓝野猪旅馆。 尽管我已经写信告诉乔我要来，我们还是

hadn't spoken since that day in London. Guilt washed over me as I stowed my bags. I really should have come home more often to see my sister and Joe. As I rounded the corner, I saw the funeral carriage outside the forge, with the procession about to begin. I walked up to Joe and put my hand on his shoulder. "Oh, Joe, how are you?" He grabbed my hand and gave it a comforting squeeze. I knew then that everything was fine between us—that he had forgiven me for my terrible behavior. "Pip, you knew her before the accident, when she was her right self. You know she meant the world to me. What will I do without her?" We followed the carriage on foot. As the procession passed by the marshes, memories came to mind of that Christmas with my convict. Even though my sister had harsh ways, I still loved her. My entire family was gone—buried side by side in the church graveyard. I truly was an orphan. The thought was overwhelmingly sad. After the funeral service, Biddy invited me to

从伦敦那天起就没说过话。 当我收拾行李时，我感到一阵内疚。 我真应该多回家看看我妹妹和乔。 当我转过拐角时，我看见了铁匠铺外面的殡葬车，队伍即将开始。 我走到乔跟前，把手放在他的肩上。 “哦，乔，你好吗？”他抓住我的手，安慰地捏了一下。 我知道我们之间一切都很好——他原谅了我的恶劣行为。 “匹普，你在事故发生之前就认识她了，那时她还是正常的样子。 你知道她是我的全部。 没有她我该怎么办？”我们步行跟着马车。 当队伍经过沼泽地时，我想起了和我的囚犯一起过圣诞节的情景。 虽然我妹妹做事很严厉，但我仍然爱她。 我们全家都去世了——并排葬在教堂的墓地里。 我真的是个孤儿。想到这里，我非常难过。 葬礼结束后，毕蒂邀请我去