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曹雪芹 著
第三十四回 情中情因情感妹妹 錯里錯以錯勸哥哥
這里寶玉昏昏默默，只見蔣玉菡走了進來，訴說忠順府拿他之事；又見金釧兒進來哭說為他投井之情。寶玉半夢半醒，都不在意。忽又覺有人推他，恍恍忽忽聽得有人悲戚之聲。寶玉從夢中驚醒。睜眼一看，不是別人，卻是林黛玉。寶玉猶恐是夢，忙又將身子欠起來，向臉上細細一認，只見兩個眼睛腫的桃兒一般，滿面淚光，不是黛玉，即是那個？寶玉還欲看時，怎奈下半截疼痛難忍，支持不住，便“噯喲”一聲，仍就倒下，嘆了一聲，說道：“你又做了什么跑來！雖說太陽落下去，那地上的余熱未散，走兩趟又要受了暑。我雖然捱了打，并不覺疼痛。我這個樣兒，只裝出來哄他們，好在外頭布散于老爺聽，其實是假的。你不可認真。”此時林黛玉雖不是嚎啕大哭，然越是這等無聲之泣，氣噎喉堵，更覺得利害。聽了寶玉這番話，心中雖然有萬句言詞，只是不能說得，半日，方抽抽噎噎的說道：“你從此可都改了罷！”寶玉聽說，便長嘆一聲，道：“你放心，別說這樣話。就便為這些人死了，也是情愿的！”一句話未了，只見院外人說：“二奶奶來了。”林黛玉便知是鳳姐來了，連忙立起身說道：“我從后院子去罷，回來再來。”寶玉一把拉住道：“這可奇了，好好的怎么怕起他來。”林黛玉急得跺腳，悄悄地說道：“你瞧瞧我的眼睛，又該他取笑開心呢。寶玉聽說趕忙的放手。黛玉三步兩步轉過床后，出后院而去。
楊憲益、戴乃迭譯文：
A Dream of Red Mansions by Cao Xueqin
Moved by Affection, Baoyu Moves His Cousin
A Wrong Report Makes Baochai Wrong Her Brother
Dozing off, he dreamed that Qiguan had come to tell of his capture by Prince Zhongshun’s steward; after which Jinchuan appeared, in tears, to explain why she had thrown herself into the well. Half sleeping and half waking, he paid only scant attention. But then he felt himself shaken and caught the faint sound of sobbing. He opened his eyes with a start to see Daiyu. Suspecting at first that this was another dream, he propped himself up to look at her more closely. Her eyes were swollen, her face was bathed in tears: it was Daiyu beyond a doubt. He would have gazed at her longer, but the pain in his legs was so unbearable that he fell back with a groan.
“You shouldn’t have come,” he said. “Though the sun’s set, the ground is still hot. Walking here and back may make you unwell again. I’m not in any pain after my beating, just putting on an act to fool them so that word of it will get out to my father. I’m shamming actually. Don’t you worry about me.”
Daiyu was not crying aloud. She swallowed her tears in silence till she felt as if she would choke. She had a thousand replies to make to Baoyu, but not one word could she utter. At long last she sobbed:
“Never do such things again.”
“Don’t you worry, ”replied Baoyu with a long sigh. “Please don’t talk this way. I would die happily for people like them, and I’m still alive.”
At this point some maids in the courtyard announced Xifeng’s arrival, Daiyu at once stood up.
“I’ll go out the back way and drop in again later,” she said.
Baoyu caught her hand protesting, “That’s a strange thing to do. Why should you be afraid of her?
Daiyu stamped one foot in desperation.
“Look at my eyes, ” she whispered. “She’d make fun of me if she saw.”
At once he released her and she slipped past his bed and out through the back court.(335 words)
大衛·霍克斯譯文：
The Story of the Stone by Cao Xueqin
A wordless message meets with silent understanding
And a groundless imputation leads to undeserved rebukes
He had dozed off. The shadowy form of Jiang Yuhan had come in to tell him of his capture by the Prince of Zhongshun’s men, followed, shortly after, by Golden, who gave him a tearful account of how she had drowned herself. In his half-dreaming, half-awake state he was having the greatest difficulty in attending to what they were saying, when suddenly he felt someone pushing him and became dimly aware of a sound of weeping in his ear. He gave a start. Fully awake now, he opened his eyes. It was Lin Daiyu. Suspecting this, too, to be a dream, he raised his head to look. A pair of eyes swollen like peaches met his own, and a face that was glistening with tears. It was Daiyu all right, no doubt about that. He would have looked longer, but the strain of raising himself was causing such excruciating pain in his nether parts, that he fell back again with a groan. The groan was followed by a sigh.
“Now what have you come for ?” he said. “The sun’s not long set and the ground must still be very hot underfoot. You could still get a heat-stroke at this time of day, and that would be a fine how-do-you-do. Actually, in spite of the beating, I don’t feel very much pain. This fuss I make is put on to fool the others. I’m hoping they’ll spread the word around outside how badly I’ve been hurt, so that Father gets to hear of it. It’s all shamming, really. You mustn’t be taken in by it.”
Daiyu’s sobbing had by this time ceased to be audible; but somehow her strangled, silent weeping was infinitely more pathetic than the most clamorous grief. At that moment volumes would have been inadequate to contain the things she wanted to say to him; yet all she could get out, after struggling for some time with her choking sobs, was:
“I suppose you’ll change now.”
Baoyu gave a long sigh.
“Don’t worry, I shan’t change. People like that are worth dying for. I wouldn’t change if he killed me.”
The words were scarcely out of his mouth when hey heard someone outside in the courtyard saying:
“Mrs Lian has come.”
Daiyu had no wish to see Xifeng, and rose to her feet hurriedly.
Baoyu seized hold of her hand.
“Now that’t funny. Why should you start being afraid of her all of a sudden?”
She stamped with impatience.
“Look at the state my eyes are in!”she said.“I don’t want them all making fun of me again.”
At that Baoyu released her hand and she bounded round to the back of the bed, slipping into the rear courtyard.(368 words)