Great Expectations

My father’s family name being Pirrip, and my Christian name Philip, my infant tongue could make of both names nothing longer or more explicit than Pip. So, I called myself Pip, and came to be called Pip.

我父亲的姓氏是皮里普（Pirrip），我的名字是菲利普（Philip），我小时候的舌头只能把这两个名字拼凑成一个更长更明确的音，那就是“皮普”（Pip）。所以，我就叫自己皮普，后来大家都叫我皮普。

I give Pirrip as my father’s family name, on the authority of his tombstone and my sister,—Mrs. Joe Gargery, who married the blacksmith.

根据我父亲的墓碑和我姐姐——嫁给铁匠的乔·加杰里夫人的说法，我父亲的姓氏是皮里普。

As I never saw my father or my mother, and never saw any likeness of either of them (for their days were long before the days of photographs), my first fancies regarding what they were like were unreasonably derived from their tombstones.

由于我从未见过我的父亲或母亲，也从未见过他们的任何画像（因为他们生活的年代远早于摄影术的出现），我对他们长相的最初想象，都是不合理的，来源于他们的墓碑。

The shape of the letters on my father’s, gave me an odd idea that he was a square, stout, dark man, with curly black hair.

我父亲名字上的字母形状，让我产生了一种奇怪的印象，觉得他是一个身材矮壮、皮肤黝黑、留着黑色卷发的方脸男人。

From the character and turn of the inscription, “Also Georgiana Wife of the Above,” I drew a childish conclusion that my mother was freckled and sickly.

从题词的字样和语气，“亦为上文所述乔治亚娜之妻”来看，我幼稚地得出结论，认为我的母亲满脸雀斑，体弱多病。

To five little stone lozenges, each about a foot and a half long, which were arranged in a neat row beside their grave, and were sacred to the memory of five little brothers of mine,—who gave up trying to get a living, exceedingly early in that universal struggle,—I am indebted for a belief I religiously entertained that they had all been born on their backs with their hands in their trousers-pockets, and had never taken them out in this state of existence.

五块小小的菱形石碑，每块大约一英尺半长，整齐地排列在他们的坟墓旁，是为了纪念我的五个弟弟——他们在普遍的生存斗争中过早地放弃了谋生——我虔诚地相信，他们生来就是仰面躺着的，双手插在裤兜里，并且在这个世界上从未把手拿出来过。

Ours was the marsh country, down by the river, within, as the river wound, twenty miles of the sea. My first most vivid and broad impression of the identity of things seems to me to have been gained on a memorable raw afternoon towards evening.

我们住在河边的沼泽地带，沿着河流蜿蜒而下，离海边有二十英里。我对万物本质的最初、最深刻、最全面的印象，似乎是在一个难忘的、略带寒意的傍晚获得的。

At such a time I found out for certain that this bleak place overgrown with nettles was the churchyard; and that Philip Pirrip, late of this parish, and also Georgiana wife of the above, were dead and buried; and that Alexander, Bartholomew, Abraham, Tobias, and Roger, infant children of the aforesaid, were also dead and buried; and that the dark flat wilderness beyond the churchyard, intersected with dikes and mounds and gates, with scattered cattle feeding on it, was the marshes; and that the low leaden line beyond was the river; and that the distant savage lair from which the wind was rushing was the sea; and that the small bundle of shivers growing afraid of it all and beginning to cry, was Pip.

这时我才确切地知道，这片长满荨麻的荒凉之地是教堂墓地；本教区的菲利普·皮里普，以及他的妻子乔治亚娜，都已去世并埋葬于此；上述夫妇的幼子亚历山大、巴塞洛缪、亚伯拉罕、托比亚斯和罗杰也已去世并埋葬于此；教堂墓地之外那片黑暗平坦的荒野，沟壑纵横，土堆林立，栅门遍布，散落着牛羊，那是沼泽地；远处那条低矮的铅灰色线是河流；远处狂风呼啸而来的蛮荒之地是大海；而那个瑟瑟发抖、害怕这一切并开始哭泣的小男孩，就是皮普。

“Hold your noise!” cried a terrible voice, as a man started up from among the graves at the side of the church porch. “Keep still, you little devil, or I’ll cut your throat!”

“都给我闭嘴！”一个可怕的声音喊道，一个男人从教堂门廊旁的坟墓堆里猛地站了起来。“别动，你这小恶魔，不然我就割断你的喉咙！”

A fearful man, all in coarse grey, with a great iron on his leg. A man with no hat, and with broken shoes, and with an old rag tied round his head.

一个面目狰狞的男人，全身穿着粗糙的灰色衣服，腿上戴着沉重的铁镣。他没戴帽子，鞋子破烂不堪，头上裹着一块破布。

A man who had been soaked in water, and smothered in mud, and lamed by stones, and cut by flints, and stung by nettles, and torn by briars; who limped, and shivered, and glared, and growled; and whose teeth chattered in his head as he seized me by the chin.

一个浑身湿透、满身泥泞、被石头砸伤、被燧石割伤、被荨麻蜇伤、被荆棘撕裂的人；他一瘸一拐，瑟瑟发抖，怒目圆睁，咆哮怒吼；当他抓住我的下巴时，他的牙齿在头上打颤。

“Oh! Don’t cut my throat, sir,” I pleaded in terror. “Pray don’t do it, sir.”

“哦！先生，别割我的喉咙，”我惊恐地哀求道。“求求您别这么做，先生。”

“Tell us your name!” said the man. “Quick!”

“快，告诉我们你的名字！”那人说道。“快！”

“Pip, sir.”

“皮普，先生。”

“Once more,” said the man, staring at me. “Give it mouth!”

“再来一次，”那人盯着我说，“张嘴！”

“Pip. Pip, sir.”

“皮普。皮普，先生。”

“Show us where you live,” said the man. “Pint out the place!”

“带我们去看看你住哪儿，”那人说。“把那地方标出来！”

I pointed to where our village lay, on the flat in-shore among the alder-trees and pollards, a mile or more from the church.

我指着我们村庄所在的位置，它位于平坦的近岸地带，周围是桤木和修剪过的树木，距离教堂一英里或更远。

The man, after looking at me for a moment, turned me upside down, and emptied my pockets. There was nothing in them but a piece of bread.

那人打量了我一会儿，然后把我翻了个身，掏空了我的口袋。里面除了一块面包，什么也没有。

When the church came to itself,—for he was so sudden and strong that he made it go head over heels before me, and I saw the steeple under my feet,—when the church came to itself, I say, I was seated on a high tombstone, trembling while he ate the bread ravenously.

当教堂恢复原状时——因为他来得如此突然有力，以至于教堂在我面前翻了个底朝天，我看到了脚下的尖顶——我说，当教堂恢复原状时，我坐在一块高高的墓碑上，颤抖着，而他则狼吞虎咽地吃着面包。

“You young dog,” said the man, licking his lips, “what fat cheeks you ha’ got.”

“你这小家伙，”那人舔了舔嘴唇说，“你这脸蛋儿多肥啊。”

I believe they were fat, though I was at that time undersized for my years, and not strong.

我相信他们很胖，尽管我当时个子比同龄人矮小，而且也不强壮。

“Darn me if I couldn’t eat ’em,” said the man, with a threatening shake of his head, “and if I han’t half a mind to’t!”

“要不是我，我真想吃它们，”那人威胁地摇了摇头说，“要不是我一点也不想吃！”

I earnestly expressed my hope that he wouldn’t, and held tighter to the tombstone on which he had put me; partly, to keep myself upon it; partly, to keep myself from crying.

我真心希望他不会这么做，并紧紧抓住他把我安放在上面的墓碑；一部分是为了让自己站稳；一部分是为了不让自己哭出来。

“Now lookee here!” said the man. “Where’s your mother?”

“瞧瞧这儿！”那人说，“你妈妈呢？”

“There, sir!” said I.

“先生，到了！”我说。

He started, made a short run, and stopped and looked over his shoulder.

他起身，跑了一小段路，然后停下来回头看了一眼。

“There, sir!” I timidly explained. “Also Georgiana. That’s my mother.”

“先生，那是她！”我怯生生地解释道，“还有乔治亚娜，那是我妈妈。”

“Oh!” said he, coming back. “And is that your father alonger your mother?”

“哦！”他边说边走过来。“那是你的父亲和母亲吗？”

“Yes, sir,” said I; “him too; late of this parish.”

“是的，先生，”我说；“他也是；他以前是这个教区的。”

“Ha!” he muttered then, considering. “Who d’ye live with,—supposin’ you’re kindly let to live, which I han’t made up my mind about?”

“哈！”他低声嘟囔着，若有所思。“你跟谁住呢？——假设有人好心让你住下来，不过我还没想好。”

“My sister, sir,—Mrs. Joe Gargery,—wife of Joe Gargery, the blacksmith, sir.”

“先生，我的妹妹——乔·加杰里夫人——是铁匠乔·加杰里的妻子。”

“Blacksmith, eh?” said he. And looked down at his leg.

“铁匠啊？”他说道，然后低头看了看自己的腿。

After darkly looking at his leg and me several times, he came closer to my tombstone, took me by both arms, and tilted me back as far as he could hold me; so that his eyes looked most powerfully down into mine, and mine looked most helplessly up into his.

他阴沉地看了看自己的腿和我，然后走近我的墓碑，抓住我的双臂，把我向后仰，直到他能把我拉到的最远；这样，他的目光有力地俯视着我，而我的目光无助地仰视着他。

“Now lookee here,” he said, “the question being whether you’re to be let to live. You know what a file is?”

“现在听着，”他说，“问题是，你是否能活命。你知道档案是什么吗？”

“Yes, sir.”

“是的，先生。”

“And you know what wittles is?”

“你知道什么是小精灵吗？”

“Yes, sir.”

“是的，先生。”

After each question he tilted me over a little more, so as to give me a greater sense of helplessness and danger.

每问完一个问题，他就把我往前倾斜一点，让我更加感到无助和危险。

“You get me a file.” He tilted me again. “And you get me wittles.” He tilted me again. “You bring ’em both to me.” He tilted me again. “Or I’ll have your heart and liver out.” He tilted me again.

“你给我拿个锉刀来。”他又把我晃了晃。“你再给我拿点儿小点儿来。”他又把我晃了晃。“你把它们都给我带来。”他又把我晃了晃。“不然我就把你的心和肝都挖出来。”他又把我晃了晃。

I was dreadfully frightened, and so giddy that I clung to him with both hands, and said, “If you would kindly please to let me keep upright, sir, perhaps I shouldn’t be sick, and perhaps I could attend more.”

我当时非常害怕，而且头晕目眩，于是双手紧紧抓住他，说道：“先生，如果您能让我保持站立，也许我就不会感到恶心，也许我还能多参加一些活动。”

He gave me a most tremendous dip and roll, so that the church jumped over its own weathercock. Then, he held me by the arms, in an upright position on the top of the stone, and went on in these fearful terms:—

他狠狠地把我摔了个底朝天，翻了个跟头，教堂都跟着晃了起来。然后，他抓住我的胳膊，把我竖在石头顶上，继续用这些可怕的话语说道：

“You bring me, to-morrow morning early, that file and them wittles. You bring the lot to me, at that old Battery over yonder.

“你明天一大早把那批东西和那些小玩意儿都带到我这儿来。你把所有东西都带到那边那个旧炮台来。”

You do it, and you never dare to say a word or dare to make a sign concerning your having seen such a person as me, or any person sumever, and you shall be let to live.

你照做了，但你永远不敢说一个字，也不敢做出任何迹象表明你见过像我这样的人，或者见过任何人，这样你就可以活命。

You fail, or you go from my words in any partickler, no matter how small it is, and your heart and your liver shall be tore out, roasted, and ate. Now, I ain’t alone, as you may think I am.

你若失败，或违背我的话，哪怕只是一点点，你的心肝都会被挖出来，烤熟吃掉。不过，我可不是孤身一人，别以为只有我一个人。

There’s a young man hid with me, in comparison with which young man I am a Angel. That young man hears the words I speak. That young man has a secret way pecooliar to himself, of getting at a boy, and at his heart, and at his liver.

有个年轻人和我躲在一起，跟他比起来，我简直就是个天使。他能听到我说的话。他有一种只有他自己才懂的秘密方法，能轻易俘获男孩的心，触动他的灵魂。

It is in wain for a boy to attempt to hide himself from that young man.

男孩试图躲避那个年轻人是徒劳的。

A boy may lock his door, may be warm in bed, may tuck himself up, may draw the clothes over his head, may think himself comfortable and safe, but that young man will softly creep and creep his way to him and tear him open.

一个男孩可能会锁上门，可能会在温暖的被窝里，可能会把自己裹得严严实实，可能会把衣服蒙过头顶，可能会觉得自己很舒服很安全，但是那个年轻人会悄悄地、慢慢地靠近他，把他撕成碎片。

I am a keeping that young man from harming of you at the present moment, with great difficulty. I find it wery hard to hold that young man off of your inside. Now, what do you say?”

我现在费尽九牛二虎之力才阻止那个年轻人伤害你。我发现要让他远离你真的很难。现在，你怎么说？

I said that I would get him the file, and I would get him what broken bits of food I could, and I would come to him at the Battery, early in the morning.

我说我会把文件给他，我会尽我所能给他弄些碎食物，我会一大早就到炮台去见他。

“Say Lord strike you dead if you don’t!” said the man.

“如果你不照做，就让主宰了你！”那人说道。

I said so, and he took me down.

我说了这话，他就把我打倒了。

“Now,” he pursued, “you remember what you’ve undertook, and you remember that young man, and you get home!”

“现在，”他继续说道，“你记住你所承担的责任，记住那个年轻人，然后回家吧！”

“Goo-good night, sir,” I faltered.

“晚安，先生，”我结结巴巴地说。

“Much of that!” said he, glancing about him over the cold wet flat. “I wish I was a frog. Or a eel!”

“真是这样！”他环顾四周，打量着这间冰冷潮湿的公寓。“我真希望自己是只青蛙，或者鳗鱼！”

At the same time, he hugged his shuddering body in both his arms,—clasping himself, as if to hold himself together,—and limped towards the low church wall.

与此同时，他用双臂紧紧抱住自己颤抖的身体——仿佛要将自己束缚住——一瘸一拐地走向低矮的教堂墙壁。

As I saw him go, picking his way among the nettles, and among the brambles that bound the green mounds, he looked in my young eyes as if he were eluding the hands of the dead people, stretching up cautiously out of their graves, to get a twist upon his ankle and pull him in.

我看着他，小心翼翼地穿过荨麻丛和环绕着绿色土堆的荆棘丛，看着我稚嫩的眼睛，仿佛在躲避死者的手，那些死者小心翼翼地从坟墓里伸出手来，想要扭住他的脚踝把他拉进去。

When he came to the low church wall, he got over it, like a man whose legs were numbed and stiff, and then turned round to look for me. When I saw him turning, I set my face towards home, and made the best use of my legs.

他走到低矮的教堂墙边，翻过墙去，就像腿脚麻木僵硬的人一样，然后转身寻找我。我看到他转身，便朝着家的方向走去，尽力用腿走路。

But presently I looked over my shoulder, and saw him going on again towards the river, still hugging himself in both arms, and picking his way with his sore feet among the great stones dropped into the marshes here and there, for stepping-places when the rains were heavy or the tide was in.

但不久，我回头一看，只见他又朝着河边走去，仍然用双臂抱着自己，用他那酸痛的双脚小心翼翼地在沼泽地里散落的大石头间穿行，这些石头是暴雨或涨潮时用来踩踏的。

The marshes were just a long black horizontal line then, as I stopped to look after him; and the river was just another horizontal line, not nearly so broad nor yet so black; and the sky was just a row of long angry red lines and dense black lines intermixed.

当我停下来目送他离开时，沼泽地就像一条长长的黑色水平线；河流也只是一条水平线，虽然没有那么宽阔，但也没有那么黑；天空则像是一排长长的愤怒的红色线条和浓密的黑色线条交织在一起。

On the edge of the river I could faintly make out the only two black things in all the prospect that seemed to be standing upright; one of these was the beacon by which the sailors steered,—like an unhooped cask upon a pole,—an ugly thing when you were near it; the other, a gibbet, with some chains hanging to it which had once held a pirate.

在河边，我隐约看到视野中唯二两个黑色的东西直立着；其中一个是水手们用来导航的灯塔——就像一根杆子上没有箍的木桶——靠近时显得很丑陋；另一个是绞刑架，上面挂着一些锁链，曾经用来囚禁海盗。

The man was limping on towards this latter, as if he were the pirate come to life, and come down, and going back to hook himself up again.

那人一瘸一拐地走向后者，仿佛海盗复活了一般，走下船，又回去重新把自己钩上去。

It gave me a terrible turn when I thought so; and as I saw the cattle lifting their heads to gaze after him, I wondered whether they thought so too. I looked all round for the horrible young man, and could see no signs of him.

想到这里，我顿时感到一阵恶寒；看到牛群也抬起头望着他，我不禁怀疑它们是不是也这么想。我四处寻找那个可怕的年轻人，却不见他的踪影。

But now I was frightened again, and ran home without stopping.

但现在我又害怕了，不停地跑回了家。