10 The Tattered Man

CHAPTER 10 The Tattered Man The sun sank, and there was a pause in the noise of the insects. In the middle of this stillness, there suddenly came a great clash of sounds. Henry stopped and listened. A roar came from the distance. He heard the ripping sound of gunfire and the breaking crash of cannons. Henry's mind flew in all directions. He imagined the two armies were still fighting. After listening for a long time, he began to run in the direction of the battle. Henry knew that it was strange for him to run

第十章衣衫褴褛的人太阳落山了，昆虫的叫声停了下来。 在这一片寂静中，突然传来巨大的撞击声。 亨利停下来听着。 远处传来一声吼叫。 他听到了噼里啪啦的枪炮声和炮声。 亨利的思绪四下里飞。 他想象两军仍在交战。 听了很久，他开始朝战斗的方向跑去。 亨利知道他跑起来很奇怪

toward battle when he had just worked so hard to be away from it. But he told himself that if the earth and moon were about to crash, many people would get up on their roofs to watch it happen. He felt the same way about the battle. He didn't want to miss an event that people would be talking about for years to come. As he ran, it occurred to Henry that the fight he had been in was, after all, nothing but a warm up. When he listened to the sounds of the battle going on now, he doubted that he had ever seen a real fight. It was almost funny to him. He and his friends had taken the enemy very seriously and imagined that they were deciding the war. They all thought they were going to be heroes, but the truth was that they would hardly be mentioned at all. Henry hurried forward, imagining all kinds of battle scenes. The vines and branches tried

朝着战场走去，而他刚刚那么努力地想要远离战场。 但他告诉自己，如果地球和月球即将相撞，许多人会爬上屋顶观看。 他对这场战斗也有同样的感觉。 他不想错过一个人们会在未来几年谈论的事件。 亨利边跑边想，他刚才打的那一架毕竟只是热身而已。 当他听到战斗正在进行的声音时，他怀疑自己是否见过真正的战斗。 这对他来说几乎是有趣的。 他和他的朋友们非常认真地对待敌人，以为他们是决定战争胜负的人。 他们都以为自己会成为英雄，但事实是，他们几乎不会被提及。 亨利匆匆向前，想象着各种各样的战斗场面。 藤蔓和树枝试了试

to hold him back and block his way, but he got through it all. Soon he could see long gray walls of smoke. The sounds of the cannons shook him. He was shocked at the noise and stared in the direction of the fight. Finally Henry continued forward. The battle sounded like the grinding of a terrible machine. It was amazing to hear, but he would have to get closer to see it. He came to a road where a crowd of wounded men was walking slowly away from the battle. They were cursing, groaning, and crying. One of the men carried a shoe full of blood. He hopped like a schoolboy and laughed as if he was crazy. Another was singing in a high and shaky voice. Many of the men were angry. A few of them helped carry an officer who was yelling orders to the men closest to him. Henry joined this crowd and marched along with it. A tattered-looking man walked

阻止他，挡住他的去路，但他挺过来了。 很快他就看到了长长的灰色烟幕。 炮声使他震动。 他被那声音吓了一跳，眼睛盯着打架的方向。 最后亨利继续往前走。 战斗的声音听起来就像一台可怕的机器发出的声音。 听起来很神奇，但他得靠近一点才能看到。 他来到一条路上，那里有一群受伤的人正在慢慢地离开战场。 他们咒骂着，呻吟着，哭泣着。 其中一个人拿着一只满是血的鞋。 他像个小学生一样蹦蹦跳跳，笑得像疯了一样。 另一个人用颤抖的嗓音高亢地唱歌。 许多人都很生气。 他们中的几个人帮忙抬着一个军官，他正在向离他最近的人大喊命令。 亨利加入了这群人，跟着他们一起前进。 一个衣衫褴褛的人走了过来

quietly at his side. He was covered with dust and blood, and had gunpowder stains from his hair to his shoes. He was listening to a sergeant who was talking to him. After a time the tattered man moved closer to Henry and tried to talk. Henry saw that the man had two wounds, one in the arm and one in the head, which was bound with a blood- soaked rag. The tattered man's voice was gentle, and his eyes seemed to begging for something. "It was a pretty good fight, wasn't it?" he asked. Henry, deep in thought, glanced up at the bloody and grim figure. "What?" "A pretty good fight, wasn't it?" the man asked. "Yes," said Henry. He started walking faster, but the other man limped after him. "I've never seen men fight like that," the

静静地在他身边。他浑身都是灰尘和血迹，从头发到鞋子都有火药的痕迹。 他在听一个中士对他说话。 过了一会儿，那个衣衫褴褛的人走近亨利，想和他说话。 亨利看到那人有两处伤口，一处在手臂上，一处在头部，用浸透了血的破布包扎着。 那个衣衫褴褛的人的声音很温柔，他的眼睛似乎在乞求什么。 “那是一场精彩的战斗，不是吗？”他问。 陷入沉思的亨利抬头瞥了一眼那个血淋淋、阴森森的身影。 “什么?”“打得很激烈，是吗？” “是的，”亨利说。他开始走得更快了，但另一个人一瘸一拐地跟在他后面。 “我从来没见过男人那样打架。

tattered man said. "How they did fight! I knew our boys would be tough once they started fighting. I knew it would turn out this way. You can't beat our boys, no sir. They're fighters, that's for sure." He looked at Henry for encouragement several times, but Henry didn't respond. The tattered man kept talking. "I was talking across the line with a boy from Georgia, in the enemy army. He said we would run as soon as the gunfire started. I said we wouldn't do it. I said maybe his men would run and he laughed. Well, nobody ran today, did they? Everybody fought and fought and fought." His face had a look that was like love for the army. After a time, he asked Henry, "Where are you hit, my boy?" Henry felt an instant panic at this question. "What?" he asked. "Where are you hit?" the man asked again.

衣衫褴褛的人说。“他们打得真厉害！”我知道我们的孩子一旦打起来就会很厉害。 我就知道结果会是这样。 你打不过我们的人，先生。 他们是战士，这是肯定的。” 他看了亨利几次，希望得到鼓励，但亨利没有回应。 那个衣衫褴褛的人一直在说。 “我和一个来自格鲁吉亚的男孩隔着一条线交谈，他在敌军中。 他说枪声一响我们就跑。 我说过我们不会这么做的。我说也许他的人会逃跑，他笑了。 今天没人跑步，对吧？ 每个人都在战斗，战斗，战斗。” 他的脸上流露出对军队的热爱。 过了一会儿，他问亨利：“孩子，你哪里中弹了？”听到这个问题，亨利立刻感到一阵恐慌。 “什么？”他问。“你哪里中弹了？”那人又问。

"Why," began Henry. "I—I—that is—why, I—" Suddenly he turned away and ran through the crowd. His face was red, and his fingers picked nervously at one of his buttons. He kept his head down and stared at the button as if there was a problem with it.

“为什么？”亨利开始问道。“我——我——这——为什么，我——”他突然转过身去，穿过人群跑了出去。 他的脸涨得通红，手指紧张地抠着钮扣。 他低着头盯着按钮，好像有什么问题似的。