12 At the Courthouse

CHAPTER 12 At the Court house Dodger and Charley ran straight back to Fagin. They told the old man of Oliver's arrest. "They grabbed him right in the street," Dodger said. "There was nothing we could do." Fagin was furious. He jumped up and yelled at the boys. "Why weren't you watching him? Do you know what this means?" Fagin pounded his fist on the table. "What if he talks to the police? What if he tells them where we live?"

第十二章到了法院，神偷和查理径直跑回费金身边。 他们把奥利弗被捕的事告诉了老人。 “他们就在街上抓住了他，”道奇说。 “我们什么也做不了。” 费金气坏了。他跳起来对孩子们大喊大叫。 “你为什么不看着他？” 你知道这是什么意思吗？”费金用拳头捶着桌子。 “如果他跟警察说了怎么办？” 如果他告诉他们我们住在哪里呢？”

Dodger and Charley tried to make excuses but Fagin would not listen. "Dodger!" he yelled. "Get to the courthouse right now. Come back and report everything that is said." "Right-o, Fagin," Dodger said. "I won't let you down." Dodger raced out the door. The courthouse was packed with people. Dodger found a seat in the back and waited for Oliver's turn before the judge. He noticed Mr. Brownlow seated a few rows ahead. Dodger sank down in his chair hoping that the old gentleman would not recognize him. Finally Oliver was brought out. He was very pale and looked ready to faint. The guard put him in the prisoner's box. Oliver was so small that the judge could not see him over the railing. "Give the prisoner a crate to stand on," the judge yelled. The entire courtroom was

道奇和查理试图找借口，但费金不听。 “神偷！”“马上去法院。 回来把所说的一切都报告给我。” “好的，费金。” “我不会让你失望的。”神偷跑出了门。 法院挤满了人。 道奇在后面找了个座位，等着轮到奥利弗到法官面前。 他注意到布朗罗先生坐在前面几排。 神偷坐在椅子上，希望老先生不会认出他来。 最后，奥利弗被带了出来。 他脸色苍白，看上去要晕倒了。 警卫把他关进了囚犯的囚室。 奥利弗个子太小了，法官隔着栏杆看不见他。 “给犯人一个板条箱，让他站在上面。”法官喊道。 整个法庭

buzzing with excitement. Many members of the crowd that chased Oliver were there to see his sentencing. They weren't used to adventures in the middle of the afternoon. "How can anyone expect me to work in these conditions?" the judge said. He was often confused by his hectic courtroom. It put him in a very foul mood. He had a very short attention span and paid little mind to detail. Needless to say, the judge was not very good at his job. "What's your name?" the judge asked Oliver. Oliver tried to speak but he was too scared. He was still dizzy from his fall on the sidewalk. There were so many people around him and everyone seemed to be shouting. He whispered his name to the guard. "Oliver Twist," said the guard. "Oliver what?" the judge asked. "Did you

兴奋得嗡嗡作响。许多追赶奥利弗的人都在现场观看了对他的判决。 他们不习惯在下午进行冒险。 “谁能指望我在这种条件下工作？”法官说。 他经常被忙碌的法庭弄得晕头晕脑。 这使他心情很不好。 他的注意力持续时间很短，很少注意细节。 不用说，这位法官并不擅长他的工作。 “你叫什么名字？”法官问奥利弗。 奥利弗想说话，但他太害怕了。 他在人行道上摔了一跤，现在还头晕。 他周围有很多人，每个人似乎都在大喊大叫。 他低声对警卫说自己的名字。 “奥利弗·特威斯特，”卫兵说。 “奥利弗什么？”法官问。 “你

say 'Twist'? What kind of name is Twist?" The guard read out the charges against Oliver. He pointed to Mr. Brownlow, saying that he was the victim of the robbery. Oliver looked up from the prisoner's box and whispered for a drink of water. "Don't be silly," the judge said. "Do you think this is a restaurant?" The guard looked at Oliver. "Sir, I think the boy might really be ill," he said. "I could

说‘扭曲’吗?忒斯特是个什么名字？”警卫宣读了对奥利弗的指控。 他指着布朗罗先生，说他是抢劫案的受害者。 奥利弗从囚室里抬起头来，小声说要喝点水。 “别傻了，”法官说。 “你认为这是一家餐馆吗？”卫兵看着奥利弗。 “先生，我想这孩子可能真的病了，”他说。 “我可以

quickly grab him a drink." "Nonsense! My day is too busy for such delays." The judge pounded his gavel on the desk. "Does the victim have anything to say?" Mr. Brownlow stood up. He looked to Oliver, wishing he could help. "Only that I think the boy should be given water. Whether or not he's a thief, he's still a young boy." The judge pounded his gavel again. "I've already given my answer regarding the water. Let's move along." Oliver heard very little of this conversation. He was becoming light-headed. The room started to spin around him. Finally he collapsed, falling off the crate and onto the floor of the prisoner's box. The guard rushed to help him. "Enough of this," said the judge. "The prisoner is sentenced to three months of hard

快给他拿杯喝的。” “胡说八道!我太忙了，不能再耽搁了。” 法官用小木槌敲击桌子。 “受害者有什么要说的吗？”布朗罗先生站了起来。 他望着奥利弗，希望他能帮上忙。 “我只是觉得应该给这孩子喝点水。 不管他是不是贼，他毕竟还是个小男孩。” 法官又敲了一下木槌。 “关于水的事，我已经回答过了。 我们走吧。”奥利弗很少听到他们的谈话。 他开始头晕。 房间开始绕着他旋转。 最后，他倒下了，从板条箱上掉下来，落在囚犯牢房的地板上。 卫兵冲过去帮助他。 “够了，”法官说。 这名囚犯被判处三个月的苦役

labor. Guard, take him away." "I won't allow it," shouted Mr. Brownlow. "This boy is ill. He needs a doctor, not a jail sentence." "If you speak against me one more time," the judge said to Mr. Brownlow, "you'll receive a sentence of your own." The door to the courtroom suddenly flew open. The owner of the bookstore where Mr. Brownlow was shopping came in. He rushed to the front of the room. "This boy is innocent," he exclaimed. "I saw the whole thing from inside my shop. It was two other boys who stole the wallet. This boy was only standing nearby." "But I've already sentenced the Twist boy," the judge whined. "Why didn't you come sooner?" "I needed someone to watch my shop," the bookseller said. "I only got away a few minutes ago."

劳动。卫兵，把他带走。” “我不允许，”布朗罗先生喊道。 “这个男孩病了。他需要的是医生，而不是坐牢。” “如果你再对我不利一次，”法官对布朗罗先生说，“你就会得到自己的判决。” 法庭的门突然打开了。 布朗罗先生购物的那家书店的老板走了进来。 他冲到房间前面。 “这孩子是无辜的，”他大声说。 “我在店里看到了整个过程。 是另外两个男孩偷了钱包。 这个男孩只是站在附近。” “但是我已经判了特威斯特男孩的罪，”法官抱怨道。 “你为什么不早点来呢？”“我需要有人照看我的书店，”书商说。 “我几分钟前才离开。”