8 London at Last

CHAPTER 8 London at Last Oliver could not believe his eyes when they entered the city. There were so many people! So much activity! He could not decide which way to look first. There were tall buildings everywhere with black smoke pouring out of chimneys. Men and women shouted to each other and passersby as they tried to sell their goods. There were baskets of fish, fruit and vegetable stands, bread, fabric, and butcher stalls. Oliver slowly stepped off the cart. He thanked the farmer before wandering out

第八章终于到了伦敦他们进城时，奥利弗简直不敢相信自己的眼睛。 有那么多人！这么多活动！他无法决定先往哪个方向看。 到处都是高楼大厦，烟囱里冒出黑烟。 当他们试图出售自己的商品时，男人和女人互相喊叫，并向路人喊叫。 篮子里有鱼、水果和蔬菜摊、面包、布料和肉摊。 奥利弗慢慢地下了车。 他向农夫道谢后就溜之大吉了

into the crowd. It was quite dangerous for Oliver at first. He was so caught up in his surroundings that he did not pay attention to where he was walking. He had barely gone ten feet before a strange man pulled him from the path of a cart. "Watch where you're going, boy!" he said. "You're going to lose your head." Oliver tipped his hat to the man to say thanks. He tried to be more careful, but it was hard. There was so much to look at! He decided it would be best if he sat on the curb for a while. He would have plenty of time to watch without getting hurt. After several minutes of staring into the street, he realized that someone was staring right back at him. It was a strange looking boy not much older than Oliver. However, he was dressed very differently. His clothes were much too big for his small body. Even his hat was far

进入人群。起初，这对奥利弗来说相当危险。 他被周围的环境所吸引，以至于没有注意到自己在往哪里走。 他刚走了十英尺，一个陌生人就把他从一辆马车的小路上拉了下来。 “看路，孩子！”他说。 “你会掉脑袋的。” 奥利弗向那人脱帽致谢。 他试图更加小心，但很难。 有那么多东西可看！他决定最好在路边坐一会儿。 他有足够的时间观看而不会受伤。 盯着街道看了几分钟后，他意识到有人正盯着他看。 这是个长相奇怪的男孩，比奥利弗大不了多少。 然而，他穿得很不一样。 他的衣服对他的小身体来说太大了。 甚至他的帽子也很长

too large. The suit jacket must have belonged to a gentleman at one time but was now ragged and worn. The boy was not bothered by his tattered hand-me-downs, though. He seemed quite confident and sure of himself. He stuck his thumbs in the vest pockets and walked across the street toward Oliver. "Hello there! What's the row?" the strange boy asked. Oliver looked behind him wondering who this boy was addressing. The boy must be talking to someone else. Oliver did not even understand the question. "Hey," the boy said. He put his hand on Oliver's shoulder. "I asked how you are doing." "Oh," Oliver replied. Now, that was a question he understood. "Fine, thank you. Well, I am very tired and hungry." Tears were forming in Oliver's eyes but he fought

太大。这件西装上衣一定曾经属于一位绅士，但现在已经破烂不堪了。 不过，这个男孩并没有被自己破旧的旧衣服所困扰。 他似乎很自信，对自己很有把握。 他把大拇指插在背心口袋里，穿过街道向奥利弗走去。 “你好!出什么事了？”陌生的男孩问。 奥利弗回头看了看，不知道这孩子在跟谁说话。 那男孩一定是在和别人说话。 奥利弗甚至不明白这个问题。 “嘿，”男孩说。他把手放在奥利弗的肩上。 “我问你过得怎么样。” “哦，”奥利弗回答。现在，他明白了这个问题。 “很好，谢谢你。嗯，我又累又饿。” 奥利弗的眼里噙满了泪水，但他还是忍住了

them back. He did not want to cry in front of this new boy. After all, this was the only person he knew in the city. "I've been walking for five days," he added. "Five days!" the boy said. "Whatever for? Are you running from the law?" Oliver looked confused. Why ever would the law be chasing him? "Ah, never mind," the boy said. "Makes no difference to me." He stuck his hand out. "Pleasure to meet you. My name's Jack Dawkins, but everyone calls me the Artful Dodger. Dodger for short." Oliver stood up to shake his hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you, too. My name is Oliver Twist. I've come to London to make my fortune!" Dodger raised his eyebrows. "You have, have you?" Dodger seemed lost in thought. He circled Oliver a few times while

他们回来。他不想在这个新来的男孩面前哭。 毕竟，这是他在这个城市里唯一认识的人。 “我已经走了五天了，”他补充说。 “五天！”男孩说。 “什么?你是在逃避法律吗？”奥利弗显得很困惑。 为什么警察要追捕他？ “啊，没关系，”男孩说。 “对我来说没什么区别。” 他伸出手来。“很高兴见到你。 我叫杰克·道金斯，但大家都叫我狡猾的神偷。 简称道奇。”奥利弗站起来和他握手。 “见到你我也很高兴。 我叫雾都孤儿。我到伦敦来是要发财的！”神偷扬起眉毛。 “是的，是吗？”道奇似乎陷入了沉思。 他绕着奥利弗转了几圈

repeating, "Well, well, well." At last he stopped and put his hands on the smaller boy's shoulders. "I would imagine that you're also in need of a place to stay tonight. Unless, of course, you already have friends or family in London." "Oh, no," Oliver said quickly. "You're the only soul I know here. I only arrived a few minutes ago." Dodger smiled. He slapped Oliver on the back. "It just so happens that I know a nice old gentleman who might be of help. He's very good about letting young lads sleep at his home." Oliver's eyes lit up. "Of course," Dodger added. "He doesn't let just anyone stay with him." He watched a look of disappointment cross Oliver's face. "Luckily, though, I'm a special friend of his and I'm sure I can put in a good word for you." "Oh, please do," Oliver exclaimed. "That

反复地说：“好，好，好。” 最后他停了下来，把手放在小男孩的肩膀上。 “我可以想象你今晚也需要一个住的地方。 当然，除非你在伦敦已经有朋友或家人了。” “哦，不，”奥利弗赶紧说。 “你是我在这里唯一认识的人。 我几分钟前才到。” 道奇笑了。他拍了拍奥利弗的背。 “碰巧我认识一位和蔼可亲的老先生，他也许能帮上忙。 他很乐意让年轻小伙子们睡在他家里。” 奥利弗的眼睛亮了起来。“当然可以。” “他不会让任何人和他在一起。” 他看到奥利弗脸上掠过失望的神色。 “不过，幸运的是，我是他的一个特别的朋友，我相信我可以为你说几句好话。” “哦，请说。”奥利弗叫道。 “那

would make me ever so happy." "Then it's all settled," Dodger said. He put his hands on his hips. He looked very pleased with himself. "We can't head over there just yet. We'll have to wait until dark." "Whatever for?" Oliver asked. "This gentleman," Dodger said slowly. "He's very busy during the day. We can't just go by anytime." Oliver thought this made sense. He followed Dodger through the market and into the backstreets of London. He told his new friend about his life at the workhouse and the undertaker's. Dodger listened to his stories but seemed distracted. Every once in a while, Dodger disappeared. He returned a few moments later with bread, cheese, or some fruit. Oliver did not see him pay for any of these items. He assumed Dodger knew the storekeepers. As day turned into night,

会让我无比幸福。” “那么一切都解决了。” 他双手叉腰。 他看上去对自己很满意。 “我们现在还不能去那儿。 我们得等到天黑了。” “什么?”奥利弗问。 “这位先生。”神偷慢慢地说。 “他白天很忙。 我们不能随便什么时候就过去。” 奥利弗觉得这很有道理。 他跟着道奇穿过市场，来到伦敦的后街。 他向他的新朋友讲述了他在济贫院和殡仪馆的生活。 神偷听着他的故事，却显得心不在焉。 每隔一段时间，神偷就会消失。 过了一会儿，他拿着面包、奶酪或一些水果回来了。 奥利弗没有看到他为这些东西付钱。 他以为道奇认识那些店主。 当白天变成黑夜，