为什么自己不受欢迎 《能言马与男孩》第63期:不受欢迎的同路人(4)

《能言马与男孩》第63期:不受欢迎的同路人(4)  

"After all
" said Shasta
"this road is bound to get to somewhere."
But that all depends on what you mean by somewhere. The road kept on getting to somewhere in the sense that it got to more and more trees
all dark and dripping
and to colder and colder air. And strange
icy winds kept blowing the mist past him though they never blew it away. If he had been used to mountain country he would have realized that this meant he was now very high up - perhaps right at the top of the pass. But Shasta knew nothing about mountains.
"I do think
" said Shasta
"that I must be the most unfortunate boy that ever lived in the whole world. Everything goes right for everyone except me. Those Narnian lords and ladies got safe away from Tashbaan; I was left behind. Aravis and Bree and Hwin are all as snug as anything with that old Hermit: of course I was the one who was sent on. King Lune and his people must have got safely into the castle and shut the gates long before Rabadash arrived
but I get left out."
“我确实认为，”沙斯塔说，”我必定是活在世界上的最最不幸的孩子了。除了我，人人都是万事如意。那些纳尼亚王公和小姐都安全离开了塔什班城，我却被留在后面。阿拉维斯、布里、赫温跟老隐士在一起，要多舒适就有多舒适：当然只派我出来奔波。伦恩国王和他的随从必定已经安全进入城堡，早在拉巴达什到达之前把城门关上了，唯独我被丢在外边了。”
And being very tired and having nothing inside him
he felt so sorry for himself that the tears rolled down his cheeks.
What put a stop to all this was a sudden fright. Shasta discovered that someone or somebody was walking beside him. It was pitch dark and he could see nothing. And the Thing (or Person) was going so quietly that he could hardly hear any footfalls. What he could hear was breathing. His invisible panion seemed to breathe on a very large scale
and Shasta got the impression that it was a very large creature. And he had e to notice this breathing so gradually that he had really no idea how long it had been there. It was a horrible shock.
It darted into his mind that he had heard long ago that there were giants in these Northern countries. He bit his lip in terror. But now that he really had something to cry about
he stopped crying.
The Thing (unless it was a Person) went on beside him so very quietly that Shasta began to hope he had only imagined it. But just as he was being quite sure of it
there suddenly came a deep
rich sigh out of the darkness beside him. That couldn't be imagination! Anyway
he had felt the hot breath of that sigh on his chilly left hand.
If the horse had been any good - or if he had known how to get any good out of the horse - he would have risked everything on a breakaway and a wild gallop. But he knew he couldn't make that horse gallop. So he went on at a walking pace and the unseen panion walked and breathed beside him. At last he could bear it no longer.
"Who are you?" he said
scarcely above a whisper.
"One who has waited long for you to speak
" said the Thing. Its voice was not loud
but very large and deep.
"Are you- are you a giant?" asked Shasta.
"You might call me a giant
" said the Large Voice. "But I am not like the creatures you call giants."
"I can't see you at all
" said Shasta
after staring very hard. Then (for an even more terrible idea had e into his head) he said
almost in a scream
"You're not - not something dead
are you? Oh please - please do go away. What harm have I ever done you? Oh
I am the unluckiest person in the whole world!"
Once more he felt the warm breath of the Thing on his hand and face. "There
" it said
"that is not the breath of a ghost. Tell me your sorrows."