在树林里 In the Wood(第1页)
在树林里IntheWood
居伊·德·莫泊桑GuydeMaupassant
居伊·德·莫泊桑(1850—1893),19世纪末法国著名小说家,生于法国诺曼底一个没落贵族家庭。他曾参加普法战争,他的成名作《羊脂球》反映了他的爱国热情。莫泊桑富于创造性,描绘真切,笔法灵活多样;富有情趣,讽刺深刻,幽默生动;结构严谨,语言优美。其代表作有《俊友》《一生》等。
Asthemayorwasabouttositdow,whttohimthattheruralpoli,withtwoprisoners,wasawaitinghimattheHoteldeVille。HeweondfoundoldHguardbeforeamiddle-hewasregardingwithasevereexpressiononhisface。
Theman,afatoldfellowwitharedehair,seemedutterlydejected;whilethewoman,alittleroundaboutindividualwithshiningcheeks,lookedattheofficialwhohadarrestedthem,withdefianteyes。
"Whatisit?Whatisit,Hochedur?"
Theruralpolimadehisdeposition。
Hehadgomathisusualtime,irolhisbeatfromtheforestofChampiouxasfarastheboundariesehingunusualiryexceptthatitwasafineday,andthatthewheatwasdoingwell,whenthesonofoldBredel,whowasgoingoverhisviohim:
"Here,DaddyHoandhavealookattheoutskirtsofthewood。Ihicketyouwillfindapairofpigeonswhomustbeahuhirtyyearsoldbetwee;
&hedirediteredthethidthereheheardwordswhichmadehimsuspectaflagrantbreaorality。Advang,therefore,onhishandsaosurpriseapoacher,hehadarrestedthehefoundthere。
Themayorlookedattheculpritsinastohemaainlysixty,andthewomanfifty-fiveatleast,aoquestionthem,beginningwiththeman,whorepliedinsuchaweakvoicethathecouldscarcelybeheard。
"Whatisyour;
"NicholasBeaurain。"
"Youro?"
"Haberdasher,iyrs,inParis。"
"Whatwereyoudoinginthewood?"
Thehaberdasherremaihhiseyesonhisfatpaundhishandshangingathissides,andthemayorued:
"Doyoudenywhattheoffiunicipalauthoritiesstates?"
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"Soyoufessit?"
"Yes,mo;
"Whathaveyoutosayinyourdefe;
"Nothi;
"Wheredidyoumeetthepartnerinyourmisdemeanor?"
"Sheismywife,mo;
"Yourwife?"
"Yes,mo;
"Then—then—youdoher-inParis?"
"Ibegyourpardowearelivi;
"Butinthatustbemad,altogethermad,mydearsir,togetcaughtplayihetryatteno'them。"
Thehaberdasherseemedreadytocrywithshame,aered:"Itwasshewhoeoldheritwasverystupid,butwhenawomahingintoherhead—youknow—youotgetitout。"
Themayor,wholikedajoke,smileda;Inyourcase,thetraryoughttohavehappened。Youwouldnotbehere,ifshehadhadtheideaonlyi;
ThenMonsieurBeauraihrageandturningtohiswife,hesaid:"Doyouseetowhatyhtuswithyourpoetry?Andnowweshallhavetogobeforethecourtsate,forabreaorals!Andweshallhavetoshutuptheshop,selloodwill,andgotoshborhood!That'swhatithaseto。"
MadameBeauraingotup,andwithoutlookingatherhusband,sheexplaihoutembarrassment,withoutuselessmodesty,andalmostwithouthesitation。
"Ofonsieur,Iknowthatwehavemadeourselvesridiculous。Willyouallowmetopleadmycauselikeaherlikeapoorethatyouwillbekioseospareusthedisgraceofaprose。
&quo,whenIwasyoung,ImadeMonsieurBeaurain'sadayinthisneighborhood。Heloyedinadraper'sshop,andIwasasaleswomaninaready-madegestablishmeasifitwereyesterday。IusedtoeandspendSundayshereoallywithafriendofmine,RoseLeveque,withwhomIlivedintheRuePigalle,andRosehadasweetheart,whileIhadushere,aurdayhetoldmelaughingthatheshafriendwithhimtheday。Iquiteuoodwhathemeant,butIrepliedthatitwouldbenogood;forIwasvirtuous,monsieur。
"ThedaywemetMotherailwaystation,andinthosedayshewasgood-looking,butIhadmadeupmymindnottehim,andIdidnot。Well,wearrivedatBezons。Itwasalovelyday,thesortofdaythattouchesyourheart。Whenitisfineevennow,justasitusedtobefrowquitefoolish,andwhenIamiryIutterlylosemyhead。Thegreengrass,theswallowsflyingsoswiftly,thesmellofthegrass,thescarletpoppies,thedaisies,allthatmakesmecrazy。Itislikeewheaedtoit!
"Well,itwaslovelyweather,warmandbright,aopeeyourbhyoureyeswhenyoulookedandthroughyourmouthwhehed。RoseandSimonhuggedahereverymihatgavemeaqueerfeeling!MonsieurBeaurainandIwalkedbehihoutspeakingmuch,forwhekher,theydonotfindanythingtotalkabout。Helookedtimid,aoseehisembarrassment。Atlastwegottothelittlewood;itwasasabaththere,adown。RoseaeasedmebecauseIlookedratherstern,butyouwilluhatIotbeotherwise。Aheybegantokissandhugagain,withoutputtingaupohabeehentheywhisperedtotupaoffamohoutsayingaword。YoumayfancywhatIlookedlike,alohisyoungfelloforthefirsttime。Ifeltsofusedatseeiitgavemece,aalk。Iaskedhimwhathisbusinesswas,andhesaidhewasalinendraper'sassistant,asItoldyoujustalkedforafewmihatmadehimbold,aotakelibertieswithme,butItoldhimsharplytokeephisplaotthattrue,MonsieurBeaurain?"