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His father coming and bending down to him—which he did quickly, and without first pausing by the bedside—Paul held him round the neck, and repeated those words to him several times, and very earnestly; and Paul never saw him in his room again at any time, whether it were day or night,
他父亲很快走过来，没有在床边先停留一会儿，就立刻向他弯下身子；这时候保罗搂着他的脖子，把这些话很恳切地向他重复说了几次；在这之后，不论是白天还是黑夜，保罗就没有再看见他来到房间里来了；
but he called out, 'Don't be sorry for me! Indeed I am quite happy!' This was the beginning of his always saying in the morning that he was a great deal better, and that they were to tell his father so.
他经常喊道，“不要为我这样难过，我确实是很快乐的！”也就是从这时候起，他开始每天早上总要说，他好多了，请他们这样去告诉他的父亲。
How many times the golden water danced upon the wall; how many nights the dark, dark river rolled towards the sea in spite of him; Paul never counted, never sought to know.
那金黄色的水波在墙上荡漾了多少次，那乌黑乌黑的河流不顾他的不愿意，多少夜滚滚流向海洋，保罗从来没有计算过，也从来不想要知道。
If their kindness, or his sense of it, could have increased, they were more kind, and he more grateful every day; but whether they were many days or few, appeared of little moment now, to the gentle boy.
如果它们能够更亲切一些，或者他能感到它们对他更亲切一些的话，那么，它们对他就会一天天更加亲切了，而他对它们也就会一天天更为感激了。可是日子过去了多少，现在对这个温顺的孩子来说似乎并不重要。
One night he had been thinking of his mother, and her picture in the drawing-room downstairs, and thought she must have loved sweet Florence better than his father did, to have held her in her arms when she felt that she was dying—for even he, her brother, who had such dear love for her, could have no greater wish than that.
有一天夜里，他一直在想他的母亲和挂在楼下客厅中的她的画像；他想到，她一定比他爸爸更爱弗洛伦斯；正因为这样，所以当她觉得自己快要死的时候，她曾经把弗洛伦斯拥抱在怀中，因为甚至是他，她的弟弟，一个这样深深地爱着她的人，也没有比这更为强烈的愿望了。
The train of thoughtsuggestedto him to inquire if he had ever seen his mother? for he could not remember whether they had told him, yes or no, the river running very fast, andconfusinghis mind.
沿着这条思路想下去，他觉得需要问一个问题：他是不是见过他的妈妈，因为他已记不起他们是不是曾经告诉过他“见过”还是“没有见过”；河水流得十分迅速，使他的头脑混乱不清。
