评论
打印
Having said this, he accompanied him to the bench near me. I dared not look at him. He drew out his copy-books and his books, which he had not opened for many days, and as he opened the reading-book at a place where there was a cut representing a mother leading her son by the hand, he burst out crying again, and laid his head on his arm. The master made us a sign to leave him thus, and began the lesson. I should have liked to say something to him, but I did not know what. I laid one hand on his arm, and whispered in his ear:--
先生说完，领他坐在我旁边的位上。我不忍看卡隆的面孔。卡隆取出自己的笔记簿和久已不翻的书来看，翻到前次母亲送他来的时候折着做记号的地方，又掩面哭泣起来。先生向我们使眼色，暂时不去理他，管自上课。我想对卡隆说句话，可是不知说什么好，只将手搭在卡隆肩上，低声地这样说：
"Don't cry, Garrone."
“卡隆！不要哭了！啊！”
He made no reply, and without raising his head from the bench he laid his hand on mine and kept it there a while. At the close of school, no one addressed him; all the boys hovered round him respectfully, and in silence. I saw my mother waiting for me, and ran to embrace her; but she repulsed me, and gazed at Garrone. For the moment I could not understand why; but then I perceived that Garrone was standing apart by himself and gazing at me; and he was gazing at me with a look of indescribable sadness, which seemed to say: "You are embracing your mother, and I shall never embrace mine again! You have still a mother, and mine is dead!" And then I understood why my mother had thrust me back, and I went out without taking her hand.
卡隆不回答，把头伏倒在桌上，用手按着我的肩。散课以后，大家都沉默着恭敬地集在他周围。我看见我母亲来了，就跑过去想求抚抱。母亲将我推开，只是看着卡隆。我莫名其妙，及见卡隆独自站在那里默不做声，悲哀地看着我，那神情好像在说：“你有母亲来抱你，我已不能够了！你有母亲，我已没有了！”我才悟到母亲推开我的缘故，就不待母亲携我，自己出去了。
