夏洛的網(wǎng) Chapter 14：多里安醫(yī)生

The next day was Saturday. Fern stood at the kitchen sink drying the breakfast dishes as her mother washed them. Mrs. Arable worked silently. She hoped Fern would go out and play with other children, instead of heading for the Zuckermans' barn to sit and watch animals.

次日是星期六。芬站在廚房的水槽邊，擦著母親剛洗完的早餐用過(guò)的碗碟。阿拉貝爾太太靜靜地干著。她希望芬能出去和別的孩子一起玩，而不是有空就往祖克曼家的谷倉(cāng)跑，坐在那里看動(dòng)物。

"Charlotte is the best storyteller I ever heard," said Fern, poking her dish towel into a cereal bowl.

“夏洛是我見(jiàn)過(guò)的人中，故事講得最棒的，”芬說(shuō)著，用餐巾紙抹著飯碗。

"Fern," said her mother sternly, "you must not invent things. You know spiders don't tell stories. Spiders can't talk.""Charlotte can," replied Fern. "She doesn't talk very loud, but she talks.""What kind of story did she tell?" asked Mrs. Arable.

“芬，”她的母親嚴(yán)厲地說(shuō)，“你不要再胡說(shuō)了。你知道蜘蛛根本不會(huì)講故事。蜘蛛不會(huì)說(shuō)話。”“夏洛能，”芬回答，“她的聲音雖不大，但卻能說(shuō)話。”“她講什么故事了?”阿拉貝爾太太問(wèn)。

"Well," began Fern, "she told us about a cousin of hers who caught a fish in her web. Don't you think that's fascinating?""Fern, dear, how would a fish get in a spider's web?" said Mrs. Arable. "You know it couldn't happen. You're making this up.""Oh, it happened all right," replied Fern. "Charlotte never fibs. This cousin of hers built a web across a stream. One day she was hanging around on the web and a tiny fish leaped into the air and got tangled in the web. The fish was caught by one fin, Mother; its tail was wildly thrashing and shining in the sun. Can't you just see the web, sagging dangerously under the weight of the fish? Charlotte's cousin kept slipping in, dodging out, and she was beaten mercilessly over the head by the wildly thrashing fish, dancing in, dancing out, throwing...""Fern!" snapped her mother. "Stop it! Stop inventing these wild tales!""I'm not inventing," said Fern. "I'm just telling you the facts.""What finally happened?" asked her mother, whose curiosity began to get the better of her.

“嗯，”芬開(kāi)始道，“她給我們講了一個(gè)她表妹用蜘蛛網(wǎng)捕魚(yú)的故事。你不覺(jué)得那有趣極了嗎?”“芬，親愛(ài)的，魚(yú)怎么會(huì)跑到蜘蛛網(wǎng)里去了呢?”阿拉貝爾太太說(shuō)，“你知道這不可能。你在撒謊。”“噢，就是有這么回事，”芬回答，“夏洛從不騙人。她的表妹在小溪中間拉了一張網(wǎng)。一天，她正在網(wǎng)里呆著，一條跳上水面的小魚(yú)蹦到了她的網(wǎng)里。這條魚(yú)的一條鰭被捆住了，媽媽。它的尾巴拼命地?fù)u晃，還在太陽(yáng)下閃著銀光呢。你見(jiàn)過(guò)被一條魚(yú)壓得幾乎墜到水面的蜘蛛網(wǎng)嗎?夏洛的表妹來(lái)回閃躲著，進(jìn)攻著，雖然腦袋被那條亂蹦的魚(yú)殘忍地揍了很多下，也還是在和魚(yú)搏斗著，不停地往魚(yú)身上纏絲……"“芬!”她的母親打斷了她，“別說(shuō)了!別再編造這些荒唐的故事了!”“我沒(méi)編造，”芬說(shuō)，“我只是在告訴你事實(shí)而已。”“那最后怎么樣了?”她的母親問(wèn)。這時(shí)她反有點(diǎn)兒好奇了。

"Charlotte's cousin won. She wrapped the fish up, then she ate him when she got good and ready. Spiders have to eat, the same as the rest of us.""Yes, I suppose they do," said Mrs. Arable, vaguely.

“夏洛的表妹贏了。她把魚(yú)都包了起來(lái)。等她休息過(guò)來(lái)，就把魚(yú)吃了。蜘蛛也吃東西，就像我們一樣。”“是的，我想是吧。”阿拉貝爾太太有氣無(wú)力地說(shuō)。

"Charlotte has another cousin who is a balloonist. She stands on her head, lets out a lot of line, and is carried aloft on the wind. Mother, wouldn't you simply love to do that?""Yes, I would, come to think of it," replied Mrs. Arable. "But Fern, darling, I wish you would play outdoors today instead of going to Uncle Homer's barn. Find some of your playmates and do something nice outdoors. You're spending too much time in that barn--it isn't good for you to be alone so much.""Alone?" said Fern. "Alone? My best friends are in the barn cellar. It is a very sociable place. Not at all lonely."Fern disappeared after a while, walking down the road toward Zuckermans'. Her mother dusted the sitting room. as she worked she kept thinking about Fern. It didn't seem natural for a little girl to be so interested in animals. Finally Mrs. Arable made up her mind she would pay a call on old Doctor Dorian and ask his advice. She got in the car and drove to his office in the village.

“夏洛還有一個(gè)汽球駕駛員表妹。她從頭頂放出許多絲，乘著它們?cè)陲L(fēng)里飛。媽媽，你不喜歡這么做嗎?”“是的，我喜歡，”阿拉貝爾太太回答，“但是芬，親愛(ài)的，我希望你今天別去霍默舅舅的谷倉(cāng)了，到外面和別的孩子玩吧。找?guī)讉€(gè)好伙伴，在戶外一起玩。你在谷倉(cāng)花的時(shí)間太多了——你一個(gè)人孤獨(dú)地在那里并不好。”“孤獨(dú)?”芬說(shuō)，“孤獨(dú)?我最好的朋友都在谷倉(cāng)地窖里呢。那是個(gè)很好的交際場(chǎng)所。在那里一點(diǎn)兒也不會(huì)孤獨(dú)的。”芬出去了，不久她又走上了去祖克曼家谷倉(cāng)的路。她的母親打掃著起居室。她一邊干著一邊想著芬的事情。一個(gè)小女孩如此對(duì)動(dòng)物著迷，似乎不太正常。最終，她下定決心，去找多里安醫(yī)生，聽(tīng)聽(tīng)他的意見(jiàn)。她上了車(chē)，往醫(yī)生的鄉(xiāng)村診所駛?cè)ァ?/p>

Dr. Dorian had a thick beard. He was glad to see Mrs. Arable and gave her a comfortable chair.

多里安醫(yī)生是個(gè)大胡子。看到阿拉貝爾太太，他很高興地請(qǐng)她坐到了一把舒適的椅子里。

"It's about Fern," she explained. "Fern spends entirely too much time in the Zuckermans' barn. It doesn't seem normal. She sits on a milk stool in a corner of the barn cellar, near the pigpen, and watches animals, hour after hour. She just sits and listens."Dr. Dorian leaned back and closed his eyes.

“是關(guān)于芬的事情，”她解釋道，“芬把太多的時(shí)間都花在了祖克曼家的谷倉(cāng)里。這好像不太正常。她就坐在谷倉(cāng)地窖角落里的一個(gè)擠奶凳上，在豬圈旁邊，一小時(shí)一小時(shí)地看那些動(dòng)物。她只是坐在那里看和聽(tīng)。”多里安醫(yī)生仰面躺進(jìn)椅子里，閉著眼聽(tīng)著。

"How enchanting!" he said. "It must be real nice and quiet down there. Homer has some sheep, hasn't he?""Yes," said Mrs. Arable. "but it all started with that pig we let Fern raise on a bottle. She calls him Wilbur. Homer bought the pig, and ever since it left our place Fern has been going to her uncle's to be near it.""I've been hearing things about that pig," said Dr. Dorian, opening his eyes. "The say he's quite a pig.""Have you heard about the words that appeared in the spider's web?" asked Mrs. Arable nervously.

“多令人心醉呀!”他說(shuō)，“那一定是個(gè)不錯(cuò)而又寧?kù)o的地方?；裟皇沁€有一些綿羊嗎?”“是的，”阿拉貝爾太太說(shuō)，“但所有的事情都由我們讓芬用奶瓶給一頭小豬喂奶開(kāi)始的。她管小豬叫威伯?；裟I(mǎi)了那頭豬。而自從小豬走了，芬就天天去舅舅家看那頭豬。”“我也聽(tīng)說(shuō)過(guò)那頭豬，”多里安醫(yī)生睜開(kāi)眼說(shuō)，“他們說(shuō)那是頭不一般的豬。”“你聽(tīng)說(shuō)過(guò)那些織在蜘蛛網(wǎng)里的話了嗎?”阿拉貝爾太太神秘地問(wèn)。

"Yes," replied the doctor.

“是的。”醫(yī)生回答。

"Well, do you understand it?" asked Mrs. Arable.

“那么，你明白那是怎么回事嗎?”阿拉貝爾太太問(wèn)。

"Understand what?""do you understand how there could be any writing in a spider's web?""Oh, no," said Dr. Dorian. "I don't understand it. But for that matter I don't understand how a spider learned to spin a web in the first place. When the words appeared, everyone said they were a miracle. But nobody pointed out that the web itself is a miracle.""What's miraculous about a spider's web?" said Mrs. Arable. "I don't see why you say a web is a miracle--it's just a web.""Ever try to spin one?" asked Dr. Dorian.

“明白什么?”“你明白那蜘蛛網(wǎng)里怎么會(huì)有那些字嗎?”“哦，不，”多里安醫(yī)生說(shuō)，“我不明白。我連蜘蛛是怎么學(xué)會(huì)織網(wǎng)的都不明白。當(dāng)那些字被織出來(lái)后，人人都說(shuō)那是個(gè)奇跡。卻沒(méi)人指出蜘蛛網(wǎng)本身也算一個(gè)奇跡。”“蜘蛛網(wǎng)有什么神奇的?” 阿拉貝爾太太說(shuō)，“我不明白你為何說(shuō)蜘蛛網(wǎng)是奇跡——它不過(guò)是張網(wǎng)嘛。”“你也織過(guò)一張網(wǎng)?”多里安醫(yī)生問(wèn)。

Mrs. Arable shifted uneasily in her chair. "No," she replied. "But I can crochet a doily and I can knit a sock.""Sure," said the doctor. "But somebody taught you, didn't they?""My mother taught me.""Well, who taught a spider? A young spider knows how to spin a web without any instructions from anybody. Don't you regard that as a miracle?""I suppose so," said Mrs. Arable. "I never looked at it that way before. Still, I don't understand it, and I don't like what I can't understand.""None of us do," said Dr. Dorian, sighing. "I'm a doctor. Doctors are supposed to understand everything. But I don't understand everything, and I don't intend to let it worry me."Mrs. Arable fidgeted. "Fern says the animals talk to each other. Dr. Dorian, do you believe animals talk?""I never heard one say anything," he replied. "But that proves nothing. It is quite possible that an animal has spoken civilly to me and that I didn't catch the remark because I wasn't paying attention. Children pay better attention than grownups. If Fern says that the animals in Zuckerman's barn talk, I'm quite ready to believe her. Perhaps if people talked less, animals would talk more. People are incessant talkers--I can give you my word on that.""Well, I feel better about Fern," said Mrs. Arable. "You don't think I need worry about her?""Does she look well?" asked the doctor.

阿拉貝爾太太不安地在椅子上動(dòng)了動(dòng)。“不，”她回答，“但是我能鉤一張茶杯墊，我也會(huì)織一只襪子。”“的確，”醫(yī)生說(shuō)，“但那是有人教你的，不是嗎?”“我母親教我的。”“很好，可誰(shuí)來(lái)教蜘蛛呢?一只年輕的蜘蛛不需任何人的指導(dǎo)就懂得織網(wǎng)。你不認(rèn)為這是個(gè)奇跡嗎?”“我想是吧，”阿拉貝爾太太說(shuō)，“以前我從沒(méi)想過(guò)這種事情。我不明白那些話是怎么織到網(wǎng)里去的。我不明白這個(gè)，而且我也不喜歡我不能明白的東西。”“我們都是如此，”多里安醫(yī)生嘆息道，“我是一個(gè)醫(yī)生。醫(yī)生被認(rèn)為什么都懂。但是我?guī)缀跏裁炊疾欢?，我不打算讓它們?lái)困擾我。”阿拉貝爾太太煩躁起來(lái)。“芬說(shuō)動(dòng)物們能互相交談。多里安醫(yī)生，你相信動(dòng)物能說(shuō)話嗎?”“我從沒(méi)聽(tīng)人這么說(shuō)過(guò)，”他回答，“但那證明不了什么。很可能有一個(gè)動(dòng)物曾禮貌地對(duì)我講過(guò)話，而我卻沒(méi)聽(tīng)到，因?yàn)槲腋揪蜎](méi)去注意。孩子們比成人更注意這些。如果芬說(shuō)祖克曼的谷倉(cāng)里的動(dòng)物能說(shuō)話，我倒很愿意相信她。也許人類(lèi)若少說(shuō)一點(diǎn)兒，動(dòng)物就能多說(shuō)一些吧。成人都是滔滔不絕的演說(shuō)家——我想對(duì)你說(shuō)的意思就在這些話里。”“不過(guò)，現(xiàn)在我更擔(dān)心芬了，”阿拉貝爾太太說(shuō)，“你不覺(jué)得我該為她擔(dān)心嗎?”“她看起來(lái)怎么樣?”醫(yī)生問(wèn)。

"Oh, yes.""Appetite good?""Oh, yes, she's always hungry.""Sleep well at night?""Oh, yes.""Then don't worry," said the doctor.

“哦，還行。”“胃口好嗎?”“噢，是的，她總是很餓。”“晚上睡得好嗎?”“哦，是的。”“那就沒(méi)什么可擔(dān)心的了。”醫(yī)生說(shuō)。

"Do you think she'll ever start thinking about something besides pigs and sheep and geese and spiders?

“你不認(rèn)為她該想想除了豬，綿羊，母鵝，蜘蛛以外的事情嗎?”

"How old is Fern?

“芬多大了?”

"She's eight.""Well," said Cr. Dorian, "I think she will always love animals. But I doubt that she spends her entire life in Homer Zuckerman's barn cellar. How about boys--does she know any boys?""She knows Henry Fussy," said Mrs. Arable brightly.

“她八歲了。”“哦，”多里安醫(yī)生說(shuō)，“我想她會(huì)永遠(yuǎn)喜愛(ài)動(dòng)物的，但我不信她會(huì)把她的全部時(shí)間都花在霍默·祖克曼的谷倉(cāng)地窖里。和男孩子們——她認(rèn)識(shí)某個(gè)男孩嗎?”“她認(rèn)識(shí)亨利·富塞。”阿拉貝爾太太輕快地說(shuō)。

Dr. Dorian closed his eyes again and went into deep thought. "Henry Fussy," he mumbled. "Hmm. Remarkable. Well, I don't think you have anything to worry about. Let Fern associate with her friends in the barn if she wants to. I would say, offhand, that spiders and pigs ,were fully as interesting as Henry Fussy. Yet I predict that the day will come when even Henry will drop some chance remark that catches Fern's attention. It's amazing how children change from year to year. How's Avery?" he asked, opening his eyes wide.

多里安醫(yī)生又閉上眼，陷入了沉思。“亨利·富塞，”他嘀咕，“呣，值得注意。不過(guò)我還是認(rèn)為你沒(méi)什么好擔(dān)心的。如果她高興，就讓芬和她在谷倉(cāng)的朋友在一起吧。我要說(shuō)的是，我只是隨便說(shuō)說(shuō)，那蜘蛛和豬幾乎同亨利·富塞一樣有趣。我推想，有一天亨利終究會(huì)引起芬的注意的。孩子們的興趣會(huì)一年年的變得讓你驚奇的。埃弗里怎么樣?”他睜大了眼睛問(wèn)。

"Oh, Avery," chuckled Mrs. Arable. "Avery is always fine. Of course, he gets into poison ivy and gets stung by wasps and bees and brings frogs and snakes home and breaks everything he lays his hands on. He's fine.""Good!" said the doctor.

“噢，埃弗里，”阿拉貝爾太太笑了，“埃弗里總是很好。當(dāng)然，他有時(shí)會(huì)爬到野葛里去，被黃蜂和蜜蜂蜇著，還會(huì)把青蛙和蛇帶到家里，打碎他手邊的每一件東西。他很好。”“太好了!”醫(yī)生說(shuō)。

Mrs. Arable said goodbye and thanked Dr. Dorian very much for his advice. She felt greatly relieved.

阿拉貝爾太太道了再見(jiàn)，又對(duì)多里安醫(yī)生的忠告表示了由衷的感謝。她感到心里特別的輕松。