16 Return to Camp

CHAPTER 16 Return to Camp Henry went slowly toward the fire, thinking fearfully of the welcome his friends would give him. He was sure they would make fun of him. He thought about going off into the darkness to hide, but he was too tired and sore. He could see men sleeping on the ground near the fire. Suddenly a tall, dark figure approached him with a rifle. "Halt! Halt!" the figure commanded. Henry was confused for a moment, and then he thought he recognized the voice.

第十六章回到营地亨利慢慢地向火堆走去，心里担心着朋友们会怎样欢迎他。 他确信他们会取笑他。 他想过躲到黑暗中去，但他太累了，浑身酸痛。 他看见有人睡在火旁的地上。 突然，一个高大的黑影拿着步枪向他走来。 “停止!站住！”那个身影命令道。 亨利困惑了一会儿，然后他觉得自己认出了那个声音。

"Why, hello," he said. "Wilson, is—is that you?" The rifle lowered and Wilson slowly came forward and looked into Henry's face. "That you, Henry?" Wilson asked. "Well, old boy, I'm glad to see you. I gave you up for sure." Henry could barely stand, and he tried to tell his story quickly. "Yes, yes, I've had an awful time," he said. "I've been all over. I was separated from the troop, and then I got shot right here in the head—it grazed me. I've never seen such fighting. It was awful. I don't know how I got separated from the troop." "What, shot?" Wilson stepped forward quickly. "Why didn't you say so right away? Poor old boy." Then a corporal approached out of the darkness. "Henry, you're here?" the corporal said.

“喂，你好，”他说。“威尔逊，是你吗？”步枪放下来，威尔逊慢慢地走上前，看着亨利的脸。 “是你吗，亨利？”威尔逊问道。 “喂，老伙计，很高兴见到你。 我肯定放弃你了。”亨利几乎站不起来了，他试图快速地讲述他的故事。 “是的，是的，我过得很糟糕，”他说。 “我到处都去过。我和部队分开了，然后我的头部中了一枪，擦伤了我。 我从来没见过这样的打斗。 太可怕了。我不知道我是怎么和部队走散的。” “什么,射?”威尔逊迅速走上前去。 “你为什么不马上说呢？” 可怜的老孩子。”这时，一个下士从黑暗中走来。 “亨利，你在这儿？”下士说。

"Why, I thought you were gone four hours ago. My goodness, they keep turning up every few minutes. We thought we had lost forty-two men, but they keep coming back. We'll have the whole company back by morning, at this rate. Where were you?" "I got separated—" Henry started to say. Then Wilson interrupted, "Yes, and he's been shot in the head. We have to look after him right away." Wilson and the corporal took Henry to a blanket near the fire. The other soldiers began to help when they saw him, too. The corporal wrapped the wound on Henry's head. As he rested, Henry looked at the other soldiers around the fire. Some were sleeping while still holding their guns and swords. All were covered with mud and dirt, and their clothes were torn. Everyone looked dead tired.

“啊，我以为你四小时前就走了呢。 我的天，每隔几分钟就会出现一次。 我们原以为我们损失了42个人，但他们不断地回来。 照这个速度，到明天早上我们就能把整个公司都弄回来。 你上哪儿去了？”“我走散了——”亨利开始说。 威尔逊打断了他的话：“是的，他头部中枪了。 我们必须马上照顾他。” 威尔逊和下士把亨利带到火旁的毯子上。 其他士兵看到他也开始帮忙。 下士包扎了亨利头上的伤口。 休息时，亨利看着围在火堆旁的其他士兵。 有些人还拿着枪和剑在睡觉。 他们浑身都是泥和土，衣服也破了。 每个人看起来都很疲惫。

Henry sat in a sad little heap until Wilson came back swinging two canteens. "Well, now, Henry old boy," he said. "We'll have you fixed up in a minute." He fussed around the fire and stirred the sticks. Then he made Henry drink from the canteen that contained cold coffee. Henry drank long, and it soothed his throat. Having finished, he sighed with comfortable delight. Then Wilson wrapped Henry's head in a large handkerchief. There," he said, looking at his work. "You look like the devil, but I bet you feel better. You're strong, Henry. You didn't yell or anything while we cleaned you up, and a shot in the head is serious. Now you lay down and get some rest." Henry got down carefully, stretching out with a murmur of relief and comfort. The ground felt like a soft couch. But suddenly he sat up and said, "Hold on a

亨利闷闷不乐地坐在那儿，直到威尔逊拿着两份饭盒回来。 “好了，现在，亨利老伙计，”他说。 “我们马上就给你包扎。” 他在火边忙活，搅动着树枝。 然后，他让亨利从装有冷咖啡的水壶里喝咖啡。 亨利喝了很久，这使他的喉咙舒服了。 做完后，他高兴地叹了口气。 然后威尔逊用一块大手帕包住亨利的头。 他看着自己的作品说。 “你看起来像个魔鬼，但我敢打赌你感觉好多了。 你很坚强，亨利。我们给你清理的时候你没有大喊大叫什么的，一枪爆头是很严重的。 现在你躺下休息吧。” 亨利小心翼翼地坐下来，伸了伸懒腰，发出宽慰和安慰的声音。 地面摸起来像一张柔软的沙发。 但他突然坐起来，说：“等一下

minute. Where are you going to sleep?" His friend waved away his question. "Right down there by you," he said. "What are you going to sleep in? I've got your blanket." "Be quiet and go on to sleep," Wilson snarled. "Don't make a fool of yourself." At that, Henry was silent. A sense of sleepiness had spread through his whole body. Under the warm comfort of the blanket, his head fell forward onto his arm and his eyelids quickly closed. Hearing some gunfire in the distance, Henry wondered if those men ever slept. He gave a long sigh, snuggled down into his blanket, and in a moment was just like his friends.

分钟。你打算睡在哪里？”他的朋友挥手回答了他的问题。 “就在你旁边，”他说。 “你打算穿什么睡觉？” 我给你拿了毯子。”“安静点，继续睡吧，”威尔逊咆哮道。 “别出洋相了。” 听了这话，亨利沉默了。 一种困倦的感觉传遍了他的全身。 在温暖舒适的毯子下，他的头向前靠在胳膊上，眼睑迅速合上。 听到远处的枪声，亨利怀疑那些人是否睡过觉。 他长长地叹了口气，蜷缩在毯子里，一会儿就像他的朋友们一样了。