Unit6ADay27sWait課文翻譯大學(xué)英語三

1、Unit 6 A Day's WaitErnest HemingwayErnest Hemingway's story is about an incident that happens between a father and his son. The small boy's misunderstanding of the difference in measuring temperature on a Fahrenheit and a Celsius Scale causes him to believe that he is drying of a high fe

2、ver.However, the father doesn't realize it until very late that dayHe came into the room to shut the windows while we were still in bed and I saw he looked ill. He was shivering, his face was white, and he walked slowly as though it ached to move."What's the matter, Schatz?""I

3、've got a headache.""You better go back to bed.""No. I'm all right.""You go to bed. I'll be you when I'm dressed."But when I came downstairs he was dressed, sitting by the fire, looking a very sick and miserable boy of nine years. When I put my hand

4、 on his forehead I knew he had a fever."You go up to bed," I said, "You're sick.""I'm all right," he said.When the doctor came be took the boy's temperature."What's is it?" I asked him."One hundred and two."Downstairs, the doctor left

5、 three different medicines in different colored capsules with instruction for giving them. One was to bring down the fever, another a purgative, the third to overcome an acid condition. The germs of influenza can only exist in an acid condition, he explained. He seemed to know all about influenza an

6、d said there was nothing to worry about if the fever did not go above one hundred and four degrees. This was a light epidemic of flu and there was no danger if you avoided pneumonia.Back in the room I wrote the boy's temperature down and made a note of the time to give the various capsules."

7、;Do you want me to read to you?""All right. If you want to, " said the boy. His face was very white and there were dark areas under his eyes. He lay still in the bed and seemed very detached from what was going on.I read aloud from Howard Pyle's Book of pirates; but I could see he

8、 was not following what I was reading."How do you feel, Schatz?" I asked him."Just the same, so far," he said.I sat at the foot of the bed and read to myself while I waited for it to be time to give another capsule. It would have been natural for him to go to sleep, but when I lo

9、oked up he was looking at the foot of the bed, looking very strangely."Why don't you try to sleep? I'll make you up for the medicine.""I'd rather stay awake."After a while he said to me, "You don't have to stay in here with me, Papa, if it bothers you."&

10、quot;It doesn't bother me.""No, I mean you don't have to stay if it's going to bother you."I though perhaps he was a little lightheaded and after giving him the prescribed capsules at eleven o'clock I went out for a while. It was a bright, cold day, the ground covered

11、with a sleet that had frozen so that it seemed as if all the bare trees, the bushes, the cut brush and all the grass and the bare ground had been varnished with ice, I took the young Irish setter for a walk up the road and along a frozen creek, but it was difficult to stand or walk on the glassy sur

12、face and the red dog slipped and slithered and I fell twice, hard, once dropping my gun and having it slide away over the ice.We flushed a covey of quail under a high clay bank with overhanging brush and I killed two as they went out of sight over the top of the blank. Some of the covey lit in trees

13、, but most of them scattered into brush piles and it was necessary to jump on the ice-coated mounds of brush several times before they would flush. Coming out while you were poised unsteadily on the icy, springy brush they made difficult shooting and I killed two, missed five, and started back pleas

14、ed to have found a covey close to the house and happy there were so many left to find on another day.At the house they said the boy had refused to let anyone come into the room."You can't come in," he said. "You mustn't get what I have."I went up to him and found him in e

15、xactly the position I had left him, white-faced, but with the tops of his cheeks flushed by the fever, staring still, as he had stared, at the foot of the bed.I took his temperature."What is it?""Something like a hundred," I said. It was one hundred and two and four tenths."

16、It was a hundred and two," he said."Who said so?""The doctor."Your temperature is all right," I said. "It's nothing to worry about.""I don't worry," he said, "but I can't keep from thinking.""Don't think," I said.

17、"Just take it easy.""I'm taking it easy," he said and looked straight ahead, He was evidently holding tight onto himself about something."Take this with water.""Do you think it will do any good?""Of course it will."I sat down and opened the Pirat

18、e book and commenced to read, but I could see he was not following, so I stooped."About what time do you think I'm going to die?" he asked."What?""About how long will it be before I die?""You aren't going die. What's the matter with you? ""Oh,

19、 yes, I am, I heard him say a hundred and two.""People don't die with a fever of one hundred and two. That's a silly way to talk.""I know they do. At school in France the boys told me you can't live with forty-fourdegrees. I've got a hundred and two."He had b

20、een waiting to die all day, ever since nine o'clock in the morning."You poor Schatz," I said. "Poor old Schatz. It's like miles and kilometers. You aren't going to die. That's different thermometer. On that thermometer thirty-seven is normal. On this kind it's nine

21、ty-eight.""Are you sure?""Absolutely," I said, "It's like miles and kilometers. You know, like how many kilometers we make when we do seventy miles in the car?""Oh," he said.But his gaze at the foot of the bed relaxed slowly. The hold over himself rel

22、axed too, finally, and the next day it was very slack and he cried very easily at little things that were of no importance.一天的等待我們還沒起床時，走進(jìn)房間關(guān)窗，我注意到他看起來病了。他顫抖著，臉色蒼白，走得很慢，似乎一動就疼?！霸趺戳?，我的寶貝”“我頭疼 ”“你最好回去睡覺?！薄安?，我沒事”“你睡覺去，我穿好衣服去看你”等我下了樓，他已經(jīng)穿好了衣服，坐在火爐旁，看起來就是一個病的不輕很痛苦的九歲男孩。我把手放在他的額頭上。知道他在發(fā)燒。“上樓睡覺去，”我說 “你病了 ”

23、“我沒事，”他說。醫(yī)生來了，良好了孩子的體溫?！岸嗌俣龋俊蔽覇??！?102”下了樓，醫(yī)生留下了三種不同顏色膠囊的藥，并告知如何服用。一種是退燒的，一種是瀉藥，另一種是用來去酸的。流感菌只能在酸性環(huán)境中生存，他解釋說。他們似乎對流感無所不知，說如果沒燒到104 度以上，就沒什么可擔(dān)心的。這不過是流感輕微癥狀，如果避免了肺炎就沒有危險?；氐轿堇铮覍懴潞⒆拥臏囟龋浵铝朔酶鞣N藥的時間。“想讓我給你念點什么嗎？”“恩，如果你愿意，”孩子說，他的臉蒼白，眼窩下有黑暈。他靜靜地躺在床上，對發(fā)生的一切漠不關(guān)心。我大聲的朗讀著霍華德.派爾的海盜的故事，但我看得出他沒有在聽我讀什么?！澳愀杏X怎么樣了，寶貝？

24、”我問他?！艾F(xiàn)在還那樣，”他說。我坐在床腳，等著他服用另一種膠囊，自己看了一會兒書，正常來說，他該入睡了?？晌姨痤^時，他正盯著床腳，看上去很怪異?！澳銥槭裁床凰?？吃藥時我會叫醒你的”“我寧可醒著?！边^了一會，他對我說，“爸，如果這樣打攪你，你不必和我在一起?！薄斑@不打攪我”“不是，我是說如果這將打攪你，你不比待著?！蔽蚁牖蛟S他有點神志不清，11 點鐘給他服過開出的藥后，我出去了一會。這是一個晴朗而寒冷的日子，地上覆蓋著雨水結(jié)成的冰?？瓷先ズ孟袼泄舛d禿的樹，灌木叢，砍下的樹枝， 所有的草和空地都用冰漆過似地。我?guī)е菞l幼小的愛爾蘭獵犬上了路，沿著一條結(jié)冰的小溪走著，但是站立行走在這玻璃般的路面上真不容易。紅毛狗又是躍又是滑，我重重的摔倒了