Chapter 17

CHAPTER XVII A New Interest in Life THE next afternoon Anne, bending over her patchwork at the kitchen window, happened to glance out and beheld Diana down by the Dryad's Bubble beckoning mysteriously. In a trice Anne was out of the house and flying down to the hollow, astonishment and hope struggling in her expressive eyes. But the hope faded when she saw Diana's dejected countenance. "Your mother hasn't relented?" she gasped. Diana shook her head mournfully. "No; and oh, Anne, she says I'm never to play with you again. I've cried and cried and I told her it wasn't your fault, but it wasn't any use. I had ever such a time coaxing her to let me come down and say good-bye to you. She said I was only to stay ten minutes and she's timing me by the clock." "Ten minutes isn't very long to say an eternal farewell in," said Anne tearfully. "Oh, Diana, will you promise faithfully never to forget me, the

第十七章 人生新趣味 第二天下午，安妮正趴在厨房窗边做拼布，无意间向外瞥了一眼，看见戴安娜在树妖泡泡旁神秘地朝她招手。 安妮一转眼就跑出了屋子，飞奔到山谷，惊喜和期盼在她灵动的眼睛里翻涌。 可看见戴安娜沮丧的神情，她的期盼一下子就落了空。 “你妈妈没心软吗？” 她喘着气问道。 戴安娜忧伤地摇了摇头。 “没有，哦安妮，她说我再也不能和你玩了。 我哭了好多次，告诉她这不是你的错，可一点用都没有。 我磨了好久，她才答应让我过来跟你道别。 她说我只能待十分钟，还对着钟表计时呢。” “要做永别，十分钟哪够啊，”安妮哭着说。 “哦戴安娜，你能不能好好保证，永远都不会忘记我这个

friend of your youth, no matter what dearer friends may caress thee?" "Indeed I will," sobbed Diana, "and I'll never have another bosom friend-I don't want to have. I couldn't love anybody as I love you." "Oh, Diana," cried Anne, clasping her hands, "do you LOVE me?" "Why, of course I do. Didn't you know that?" "No." Anne drew a long breath. "I thought you LIKED me of course but I never hoped you LOVED me. Why, Diana, I didn't think anybody could love me. Nobody ever has loved me since I can remember. Oh, this is wonderful! It's a ray of light which will forever shine on the darkness of a path severed from thee, Diana. Oh, just say it once again." "I love you devotedly, Anne," said Diana stanchly, "and I always will, you may be sure of that." "And I will always love thee, Diana," said Anne, solemnly extending her hand. "In the years to come thy memory will shine like a star over my lonely life, as that last story we read together says. Diana, wilt thou give me a lock of thy jet-black tresses in parting to treasure forevermore?"

你年少时的朋友，不管以后会不会有更亲近的人疼爱你？” “我当然会，”戴安娜哭着说，“我再也不会有知心朋友了——我也不想要。 我没办法像爱你一样爱上任何人。” “哦戴安娜，”安妮攥紧双手喊道，“你真的爱我吗？” 那当然，我爱你呀。 你难道不知道吗？” “不知道。” 安妮长长吸了一口气。 “我当然知道你喜欢我，可我从来不敢奢望你爱我。 天啊戴安娜，我从来没想过会有人爱我。 从我记事起，就没人爱过我。 这真的太美好了！ 它就像一束光，会永远照亮我们分开后我黑暗的路途，戴安娜。 哦，再说一遍好不好？” “我一心一意爱着你，安妮，”戴安娜坚定地说，“我永远都会爱你，你可以放心。” “我也永远爱你，戴安娜，”安妮郑重地伸出手说。 “就像我们一起读的最后那个故事说的，往后的岁月里，你的回忆会像星光一样照亮我孤独的人生。 戴安娜，分别的时候你能不能给我一绺你乌黑的卷发，让我永远珍藏？”

"Have you got anything to cut it with?" queried Diana, wiping away the tears which Anne's affecting accents had caused to flow afresh, and returning to practicalities. "Yes. I've got my patchwork scissors in my apron pocket fortunately," said Anne. She solemnly clipped one of Diana's curls. "Fare thee well, my beloved friend. Henceforth we must be as strangers though living side by side. But my heart will ever be faithful to thee." Anne stood and watched Diana out of sight, mournfully waving her hand to the latter whenever she turned to look back. Then she returned to the house, not a little consoled for the time being by this romantic parting. "It is all over," she informed Marilla. "I shall never have another friend. I'm really worse off than ever before, for I haven't Katie Maurice and Violetta now. And even if I had it wouldn't be the same. Somehow, little dream girls are not satisfying after a real friend. Diana and I had such an affecting farewell down by the spring. It will be sacred in my memory forever. I used the most pathetic language I could think of and said `thou" and `thee." `Thou" and `thee" seem so much more

“你有东西剪头发吗？”戴安娜问道，擦去安妮这番动人话语引得她重新落下的眼泪，转回了现实的问题。 “有。 幸亏我围裙口袋里装着拼布剪刀，”安妮说。 她郑重地剪下了戴安娜的一绺卷发。 “永别了，我亲爱的朋友。 从今往后，哪怕住隔壁，我们也得像陌生人一样相处。 但我的心，永远都忠于你。” 安妮站在那儿，看着戴安娜走远，每次戴安娜回头，她都忧伤地挥手道别。 之后她回到房子里，这场浪漫的道别，已经暂时给了她不少安慰。 “一切都结束了，”她告诉玛丽拉。 “我再也不会有朋友了。 我现在比以前更惨了，因为凯蒂·莫里斯和维奥莱塔我都已经放下了。 就算没放下，也不一样了。 不知道怎么说，有了真朋友之后，梦里的小姑娘就没法让人满足了。 我和戴安娜在泉水边的道别太动人了。 它会永远留在我的记忆里，成为一份神圣的回忆。 我用了能想到的最哀伤的措辞，还说了‘汝’和‘尔’。 ‘汝’和‘尔’听起来比

romantic than `you." Diana gave me a lock of her hair and I'm going to sew it up in a little bag and wear it around my neck all my life. Please see that it is buried with me, for I don't believe I'll live very long. Perhaps when she sees me lying cold and dead before her Mrs. Barry may feel remorse for what she has done and will let Diana come to my funeral." "I don't think there is much fear of your dying of grief as long as you can talk, Anne," said Marilla unsympathetically. The following Monday Anne surprised Marilla by coming down from her room with her basket of books on her arm and hip and her lips primmed up into a line of determination. "I'm going back to school," she announced. "That is all there is left in life for me, now that my friend has been ruthlessly torn from me. In school I can look at her and muse over days departed." "You'd better muse over your lessons and sums," said Marilla, concealing her delight at this development of the situation. "If you're going back to school I hope we'll hear no more of breaking slates over people's heads and such

‘你’要浪漫多了。” 戴安娜给了我一绺头发，我要把它缝进小袋子，一辈子都挂在脖子上。 我死之后一定要让它和我埋在一起，因为我觉得我活不了多久了。 说不定等巴里太太看到我冷冰冰死在她面前，就会后悔自己做的事，允许戴安娜来参加我的葬礼。” “我看啊，你只要还能这么说话，就肯定不会悲痛死，安妮，”玛丽拉毫无同情心地说。 接下来的周一，安妮让玛丽拉大吃一惊，她从房间出来，胳膊挎着书篮，抿紧嘴唇，一脸坚决。 “我要回学校上学了，”她宣布。 “现在我的朋友被硬生生从我身边抢走，活着也就只剩回学校这件事可做了。 在学校我还能看着她，怀念过去的日子。” “你最好还是多想想你的课文和算术，”玛丽拉说，悄悄藏起了对这个发展的欣喜。 “你要是回学校，我可希望再也听不到你拿石板砸别人脑袋这种

carryings on. Behave yourself and do just what your teacher tells you." "I'll try to be a model pupil," agreed Anne dolefully. "There won't be much fun in it, I expect. Mr. Phillips said Minnie Andrews was a model pupil and there isn't a spark of imagination or life in her. She is just dull and poky and never seems to have a good time. But I feel so depressed that perhaps it will come easy to me now. I'm going round by the road. I couldn't bear to go by the Birch Path all alone. I should weep bitter tears if I did." Anne was welcomed back to school with open arms. Her imagination had been sorely missed in games, her voice in the singing and her dramatic ability in the perusal aloud of books at dinner hour. Ruby Gillis smuggled three blue plums over to her during testament reading; Ella May MacPherson gave her an enormous yellow pansy cut from the covers of a floral catalogue-a species of desk decoration much prized in Avonlea school. Sophia Sloane offered to teach her a perfectly elegant new pattern of knit lace, so nice for trimming aprons. Katie Boulter gave her a

调皮捣蛋啦。 “规矩点，老师说什么你就做什么。” “我会努力当个模范生的。”安妮闷闷不乐地答应。 “我猜呀，这下可没什么乐趣了。 菲利普斯老师说米妮·安德鲁斯是模范生，可她一点想象力和活力都没有。 她又呆板又迟钝，好像从来没开心玩过。 可我现在这么难过，说不定当个模范生还容易呢。 我走大路绕过去。 我受不了一个人走桦树小径。 要是走的话，我肯定会哭成泪人的。” 大家张开双臂欢迎安妮回学校。 做游戏时大家想念她满脑子的点子，唱歌时想念她的嗓子，午休大声朗读书本时想念她生动的表演。 读圣经的时候，鲁比·吉里斯偷偷给她塞了三个蓝李子； 埃拉·梅·麦克弗森给了她一朵大大的黄色三色堇，是从花卉目录封面上剪下来的——这种东西在埃文利学校可是很受欢迎的书桌装饰。 索菲娅·斯隆愿意教她一款特别雅致的新针织花边，用来装饰围裙再合适不过了。 凯蒂·布尔特给了她一

perfume bottle to keep slate water in, and Julia Bell copied carefully on a piece of pale pink paper scalloped on the edges the following effusion: When twilight drops her curtain down And pins it with a star Remember that you have a friend Though she may wander far. "It's so nice to be appreciated," sighed Anne rapturously to Marilla that night. The girls were not the only scholars who "appreciated" her. When Anne went to her seat after dinner hour-she had been told by Mr. Phillips to sit with the model Minnie Andrews-she found on her desk a big luscious "strawberry apple." Anne caught it up all ready to take a bite when she remembered that the only place in Avonlea where strawberry apples grew was in the old Blythe orchard on the other side of the Lake of Shining Waters. Anne dropped the apple as if it were a red-hot coal and ostentatiously wiped her fingers on her handkerchief. The apple lay untouched on her desk until the next morning, when little Timothy Andrews, who swept the

个香水瓶用来装石板水，朱莉娅·贝尔还在一张边缘剪了波浪纹的浅粉色纸上，工工整整抄了一首小诗： 当暮色拉下帷幕，用星星别住帘布，别忘了你有个朋友，哪怕她远走他处。 “被人惦记的感觉真好呀。”那天晚上安妮喜滋滋地对玛丽拉叹道。 可不是只有女孩子们“惦记”她哦。 午休过后安妮回到座位——菲利普斯老师安排她和模范生米妮坐一桌——她看见桌上放着一只饱满香甜的大“草莓苹果”。 安妮拿起苹果正要咬，忽然想起埃文利只有闪光湖对岸的布莱思旧果园才种草莓苹果。 安妮赶紧把苹果扔了，好像它是块烧红的煤，还故意在手帕上擦了擦手。 苹果一直没人碰，放在她桌上放到第二天早上，负责清扫学校