12 The Tattered Man’s Question

CHAPTER 12 The Tattered Man's Question The tattered man stood, thinking. "Well, he was a sight, wasn't he?" he finally said in a surprised voice. "I wonder where he got his strength from. I've never seen a man run like that after he's been shot a few times. It was a funny thing." Henry wanted to cry out, but he couldn't make a sound. The tattered man stood and watched him. "Look here, partner," he said after a time. "Your friend's gone, isn't he? You might as well look out for number one. Nobody's

第十二章衣衫褴褛的人的问题衣衫褴褛的人站在那里沉思。 “嗯，他是个奇人，不是吗？”他最后用一种惊讶的声音说。 “我想知道他的力量是从哪里来的。 我从没见过有人中了几枪之后就那样跑。 这是一件有趣的事情。”亨利想大声喊叫，但他发不出声音。 衣衫褴褛的人站在那里看着他。 “听着，伙计，”过了一会儿他说。 “你的朋友走了，是吗？” 你最好还是为自己着想。 没人

going to bother your friend anymore. And I must say, I'm not enjoying any great health myself these days." Henry looked up at him quickly. He saw that the tattered soldier was swaying uncertainly on his legs, and his face had turned a strange shade of blue. "Not you too," Henry cried. "You're not going—" The man waved his hand. "Nah, all I want is some pea soup and a good bed," he said. They started walking back to the road. For a time they moved quietly. Finally the tattered man said, "You know, partner, I'm starting to feel pretty bad." Henry groaned. He wondered if he was going to see another grim display. But his new friend reassured him. "Oh, I'm not going yet," he said. "I've got too much to take care of. You should see

不要再打扰你的朋友了。 我得说，这些天我身体也不好。” 亨利迅速抬起头看着他。 他看见那个衣衫褴褛的士兵摇摇晃晃地站着，脸上的颜色变成了一种奇怪的蓝色。 “你也不行，”亨利叫道。 “你不能去——”那人挥挥手。 “不，我只想要一些豌豆汤和一张好床，”他说。 他们开始往回走。 他们静静地走了一会儿。 最后，那个衣衫褴褛的人说：“你知道吗，伙计，我开始觉得很难受了。” 亨利呻吟着。他不知道自己是不是又要看到一场残酷的表演了。 但他的新朋友打消了他的疑虑。 “哦，我还不去，”他说。 “我有太多事情要处理。 你应该看到

how many children I've got." Henry could see the shadow of a smile on the tattered man's face. He had been making a joke. They walked a little longer and the tattered man talked about his hometown. Then he said rather calmly, "I don't believe I can walk much farther. You look pretty tired yourself. I bet you're worse off than you think. You should take care of your wound. It's not good to leave these things alone. Where is it?" Henry had been hoping the man wouldn't bring up this topic again. He now gave a cry of anger and made a furious motion with his hand. "Oh, don't bother me!" he said, annoyed at the tattered man. The shame he felt at his actions made him yell at his only friend. "Well, goodness knows I don't want to bother anybody," the other said. There was a little sound of sadness in his voice. "Goodness

我有多少个孩子。” 亨利可以看到那个衣衫褴褛的人脸上露出一丝微笑。 他刚才是在开玩笑。 他们又走了一会儿，那个衣衫褴褛的人谈起了他的家乡。 然后他平静地说：“我想我走不了多远了。 你看起来也很累。 我打赌你的情况比你想的更糟。 你应该照顾好你的伤口。 不管这些东西不好。 它在哪儿？”亨利一直希望那个人不要再提起这个话题。 这时他愤怒地叫了一声，并用手做了一个狂暴的动作。 “哦，别烦我！”他说，对这个衣衫褴褛的人很生气。 他对自己的行为感到羞愧，于是对他唯一的朋友大喊大叫。 “好吧，天知道我不想打扰任何人，”另一个说。 他的声音里有一点悲伤的声音。 “善

knows, I've got enough of my own to worry about." Henry, who had been thinking to himself and glancing at the tattered man with hatred, spoke in a hard voice. "Good-bye," he said. The tattered man looked at him in amazement. "Why—why, partner, where are you going?" he asked unsteadily. His thoughts seemed to be swimming around in his head. "Now—now—look—here, you. Now—I won't have this—this won't do. Where— where are you going?" Henry pointed. "Over there," he said. "Well, now look—here—now," said the tattered man, rambling. His head was hanging forward and he slurred his words. "This thing won't do, now. I know you. You want to go walking away with a bad wound.

我自己的事已经够我操心的了。” 亨利心里一直在想，恨恨地瞥了一眼这个衣衫褴褛的人，他用一种严厉的声音说。 “再见，”他说。那个衣衫褴褛的人惊奇地看着他。 “为什么，为什么，伙伴，你要去哪里？”他迟疑地问。 他的思绪似乎在他的脑袋里游来游去。 “Now-now-look-here,你。 现在，我不要这样，这样不行。 你上——你上哪儿去？”亨利指出。 “在那边，”他说。“好吧，现在，听着，现在，”那个衣衫褴褛的人说，语无伦次。 他的头向前垂着，说话含糊不清。 “现在这东西不行。 我了解你。你想带着严重的创伤离开。

It's not right. You should let me take care of you. It's not right for you to go—walking off —with a bad wound—it's not—not right— it's not." Henry climbed a fence and started running away. He could hear the tattered man calling after him, but he kept going. Once he had gotten some distance away, he turned and saw the tattered man wandering around in the field. Henry wished he had been hurt in the battle. The simple question the tattered man had asked him was like an injury. He knew he wouldn't be able to hide his secret. Everybody would know that he had run from the fight. He couldn't even protect himself from simple questions.

这是不对的。你应该让我照顾你。 你带着严重的伤就走是不对的——这不是不对的——这不是。” 亨利翻过篱笆，开始逃跑。 他能听到那个衣衫褴褛的人在后面喊他，但他继续往前走。 走了一段距离，他转过身来，看见那个衣衫褴褛的人在田野里徘徊。 亨利希望他在战斗中受了伤。 衣衫褴褛的人问的这个简单的问题就像一种伤害。 他知道他无法隐藏自己的秘密。 每个人都知道他从打斗中逃跑了。 他甚至连简单的问题都无法保护自己。