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Perceiving myself in a blunder, I attempted to correct it. I might have seen there was too great a disparity between the ages of the parties to make it likely that they were man and wife. One was about forty: a period of mental vigour at which men seldom cherish the delusion of being married for love by girls: that dream is reserved for the solace of our declining years. The other did not look seventeen.
认识到自己弄巧成拙，我就试着去纠正错误。我早就该看出年龄上有如此大的差距的两个人怎么会是夫妻呢？一个大约四十岁，正值精力旺盛的时期。这个年龄段的男人很少会有被与年轻女子相爱并成婚的幻想：这种梦是留到我们年老时聊以慰藉的。而另外那个却还不到十七岁。
Then it flashed on me - 'The clown at my elbow, who is drinking his tea out of a basin and eating his broad with unwashed hands, may be her husband: Heathcliff junior, of course. Here is the consequence of being buried alive: she has thrown herself away upon that boor from sheer ignorance that better individuals existed! A sad pity - I must beware how I cause her to regret her choice.' The last reflection may seem conceited; it was not. My neighbour struck me as bordering on repulsive; I knew, through experience, that I was tolerably attractive.
然后我突然灵光一动，“那个坐在我旁边的粗笨的，把茶喝得见底的，用没洗过的手抓面包吃的那个家伙，可能是她的丈夫，当然也是希斯克利夫的儿子。这就是隐居的结果：她把自己胡乱嫁给了一个粗俗的农民，全然不知还有更好的人存在！真是令人伤心啊。我一定要意识到我是如何让她对她的选择感到后悔的。”最后一个念头看上去可能有些自负，但是不是的。我的旁边的人简直就把我当作厌恶的标志；我知道，凭经验，我还是有些许魅力的。
'Mrs. Heathcliff is my daughter-in-law,' said Heathcliff, corroborating my surmise. He turned, as he spoke, a peculiar look in her direction: a look of hatred; unless he has a most perverse set of facial muscles that will not, like those of other people, interpret the language of his soul.
“希斯克利夫太太是我的儿媳妇。”希斯克利夫说，这也就更加确定了我的猜想。当他说话的时候，他用很奇怪目光看了一眼：恨恨的目光。要不是因为他脸上特别僵硬的面部肌肉，那是不能表达他的内心的，就像其他人一样。
'Ah, certainly - I see now: you are the favoured possessor of the beneficent fairy,' I remarked, turning to my neighbour.
“啊，当然。我明白了。你是那善良仙女的幸运所有者。”我说着，转向旁边的人。
This was worse than before: the youth grew crimson, and clenched his fist, with every appearance of a meditated assault. But he seemed to recollect himself presently, and smothered the storm in a brutal curse, muttered on my behalf: which, however, I took care not to notice.
这次更糟糕：那年轻人脸涨红，握紧了他的拳头，完全是在想要出手了。但是他很快控制住了自己，以他对我咕哝粗鲁的诅咒平息了这场风暴，而我只能假装没有听见。
'Unhappy in your conjectures, sir,' observed my host; 'we neither of us have the privilege of owning your good fairy; her mate is dead. I said she was my daughter-in-law: therefore, she must have married my son.'
“先生，你的猜想很不幸。”我的主人说，“我们两个都没有权利拥有你所谓的善良的仙女。她的丈夫已经死了。我说她是我的儿媳妇，那么，她肯定是嫁给我的儿子的。”
'And this young man is -''Not my son, assuredly.'
“而这个年轻人确实不是我的儿子。”
Heathcliff smiled again, as if it were rather too bold a jest to attribute the paternity of that bear to him.
希斯克利夫又笑了，似乎把那个粗俗的孩子当作是他的儿子，是非常无礼的玩笑。
'My name is Hareton Earnshaw,' growled the other; 'and I'd counsel you to respect it!'
“我的名字是 海尔顿·恩肖”另外一个则咆哮道，“而且我希望你能放尊重些。”
