(双语)月亮和六便士 第22章(1)
Chapter 22
第二十二章
I settled down in Paris and began to write a play.
我在巴黎定居下来，开始写一个剧本。
I led a very regular life,
我的生活很有规律；
working in the morning, and in the afternoon lounging about the gardens of the Luxembourg or sauntering through the streets.
早上工作，下午在卢森堡公园或者在大街上漫步。
I spent long hours in the Louvre, the most friendly of all galleries and the most convenient for meditation;
我把很多时间消磨在卢佛尔宫里，这是巴黎所有画廊中我感到最亲切的一个，也是最适于我冥想的地方。
or idled on the quays, fingering second-hand books that I never meant to buy.
再不然我就在塞纳河边悠闲地打发时间，翻弄一些我从来不想买的旧书。
I read a page here and there, and made acquaintance with a great many authors whom I was content to know thus desultorily.
我东读两页、西读两页，就这样熟悉了不少作家。对这些作家我有这种零星的知识也就完全够用了。
In the evenings I went to see my friends.
晚饭后我去看朋友。
I looked in often on the Stroeves, and sometimes shared their modest fare.
我常常到施特略夫家去，有时候在他家吃一顿简便的晚饭。
Dirk Stroeve flattered himself on his skill in cooking Italian dishes, and I confess that his spaghetti were very much better than his pictures.
施特略夫认为做意大利菜是他的拿手，我也承认他做的意大利通心粉远比他画的画高明。
It was a dinner for a King when he brought in a huge dish of it, succulent with tomatoes,
当他端上来一大盘香喷喷的通心粉，配着西红柿，
and we ate it together with the good household bread and a bottle of red wine.
我们一边喝红葡萄酒，一边就着通心粉吃他家自己烘烤的面包的时候，这一顿饭简直抵得上皇上的御餐了。
I grew more intimate with Blanche Stroeve, and I think, because I was English and she knew few English people, she was glad to see me.
我同勃朗什·施特略夫逐渐熟起来。我想，可能因为我是英国人，而她在这里认识的英国人不多，所以她很高兴看到我。
She was pleasant and simple, but she remained always rather silent, and I knew not why, gave me the impression that she was concealing something.
她心地单纯，人总是快快活活，但是她一般不太爱说话。不知道为什么，她给我一个印象，仿佛心里藏着什么东西似的。
But I thought that was perhaps no more than a natural reserve accentuated by the verbose frankness of her husband.
但是我也想过，这也许只是因为她生性拘谨，再加上她丈夫心直口快、过于饶舌的缘故。
Dirk never concealed anything.
戴尔克心里有什么话都憋不住，
He discussed the most intimate matters with a complete lack of self-consciousness.
就是最隐秘的事也毫无避讳地公开和你讨论。
