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"And now, O my host," said the Tarkaan, "I have a mind to buy that boy of yours."
“哦，我的主人啊，”泰坎说道，“我有意买下你那个孩子。”
"O my master," replied the fisherman (and Shasta knew by the wheedling tone the greedy look that was probably coming into his face as he said it), "what price could induce your servant, poor though he is, to sell into slavery his only child and his own flesh? Has not one of the poets said, `Natural affection is stronger than soup and offspring more precious than carbuncles?"'
“啊，我的王爷，”渔夫答道(沙斯塔从那阿谀媚的声调就想象得出他说话时可能在脸上露出来的贪婪神色)，“你的仆人尽管很穷，你出多大的价可以促使他把他的独生子、亲骨肉出卖为奴呢?不是有一位诗人说过吗：‘天生的慈爱比浓场强烈，子孙比红宝玉更有价值’?”
"It is even so," replied the guest dryly. "But another poet has likewise said, "He who attempts to deceive the judicious is already baring his own back for the scourge." Do not load your aged mouth with falsehoods. This boy is manifestly no son of yours, for your cheek is as dark as mine but the boy is fair and white like the accursed but beautiful barbarians who inhabit the remote North."
“尽管如此，”客人冷冰冰地答道，“另一位诗人说过这样的话：‘企图欺骗明智审慎者的人，已经暴露出他的背脊，快要挨鞭苔了。’你年迈的嘴巴可别谎话连篇。这孩子显然不是你的亲生儿子，因为你的面颊跟我的面颊一样漆黑、而这孩子的面颊生得漂亮雪白，就像住在遥远北方的、受到指责却很美丽的野蛮人一样。”
"How well it was said," answered the fisherman, "that Swords can be kept off with shields but the Eye of Wisdom pierces through every defence! Know then, O my formidable guest, that because of my extreme poverty I have never married and have no child. But in that same year in which the Tisroc (may he live for ever) began his august and beneficent reign, on a night when the moon was at her full, it pleased the gods to deprive me of my sleep. Therefore I arose from my bed in this hovel and went forth to the beach to refresh myself with looking upon the water and the moon and breathing the cool air. And presently I heard a noise as of oars coming to me across the water and then, as it were, a weak cry. And shortly after, the tide brought to the land a little boat in which there was nothing but a man lean with extreme hunger and thirst who seemed to have died but a few moments before (for he was still warm), and an empty water—skin, and a child, still living. "Doubtless," said I, "these unfortunates have escapedfrom the wreck of a great ship, but by the admirable designs of the gods, the elder has starved himself to keep the child alive and has perished in sight of land." Accordingly, remembering how the gods never fail to reward those who befriend the destitute, and being moved by compassion (for your servant is a man of tender heart) —"
“有句话说得真好，”渔夫答道，“刀剑可以用盾牌抵挡，智慧的眼睛却洞穿一切防御。我的令人生畏的客人啊，因为我穷得厉害，我从来没有结过婚，更没有儿子。但就在蒂斯罗克(愿他万寿无疆)开始他威严而造福的统治那一年里，一天晚上，月亮圆圆的，众神一时高兴，使我睡不成觉。所以我就在这小屋里起了床，走出家门，到海滩上去，看看海水和月亮，呼吸呼吸凉快的空气，给自己提神醒脑。不一会儿我便听见一个声音，像是桨在水面上向我划过来的声音，接着，我又听见了一种仿佛是微弱的哭泣的声音。不久，湖水把一条小船冲上岸来，船里别无他物，只有一个因极端饥渴而瘦弱的男子(他似乎是几分钟以前才死去的，因为他的身体依旧是温暖的)，一只空空的贮水皮囊，以及一个还活着的孩了。‘毫无疑问，’我说，‘这两个不幸的人是从一艘失事大船中逃出来的，但出于神祗的令人钦佩的设计，年长的那一位自己不吃不喝，使孩子得以活了下来，他自己见到陆地时便死了。’所以。牢记着神祗从来不会不京嘉奖同赤贫者友好的人，受怜悯之心的推动(因为你的仆人是个软心肠的人)——”
"Leave out all these idle words in your own praise," interrupted the Tarkaan. "It is enough to know that you took the child — and have had ten times the worth of his daily bread out of him in labour, as anyone can see. And now tell me at once what price you put on him, for I am wearied with your loquacity."
“撇开你所有这些自我称赞的废话吧，”泰坎打断他的话，说道，“你收下了这个孩子，我知道这一点就足够了——随便什么人都看得出来，你从这孩子的劳动中获得的利益，其价值十倍于他日常吃的面包。你对这孩子要价多少，现在就立刻告诉我吧，我对你那滔滔不绝的说话，已经感到厌倦了。”
"You yourself have wisely said," answered Arsheesh, "that the boy's labour has been to me of inestimable value. This must be taken into account in fixing the price. For if I sell the boy I must undoubtedly either buy or hire another to do his work."
“你自己已经明智地说过了，”阿什伊什回答道，“这孩子的劳动对我有无法估计的价值。因为，如果我把这孩子卖掉，毫无疑问，我就得另外买一个或租一个孩子，来干他所干的活儿。”
"I'll give you fifteen crescents for him," said the Tarkaan.
“我愿意出十五个克利申买这孩子。”泰坎说。
"Fifteen!" cried Arsheesh in a voice that was something between a whine and a scream. "Fifteen! For the prop of my old age and the delight of my eyes! Do not mock my grey beard, Tarkaan though you be. My price is seventy."
“十五个！”阿什伊什叫了起来，那声调介于呜咽和尖叫之间。“十五个克利申！出这点钱就想弄走我老年的依靠和心中的喜悦！别嘲弄我这把白胡子了，尽管你是位泰坎。我定的价格是七十个克利申。”
At this point Shasta got up and tiptoed away. He had heard all he wanted, for he had open listened when men were bargaining in the village and knew how it was done. He was quite certain that Arsheesh would sell him in the end for something much more than fifteen crescents and much less than seventy, but that he and the Tarkaan would take hours in getting to an agreement.
沙斯塔听到这儿便站起身来，掂着脚走开了。他已经听见了他要听到的一切，因为他时常听见大人们在村子里讨价还价，知道交易是怎么做成的。他心里已经十分肯定，阿什伊什末了会以大大超过十五个克利申又大大低于七十个克利申的价格把他卖出去的，但阿什伊什和泰坎还要磨上好几个钟头才能达成协议哩。—
You must not imagine that Shasta felt at all as you and I would feel if we had just overheard our parents talking about selling us for slaves. For one thing, his life was already little better than slavery; for all he knew, the lordly stranger on the great horse might be kinder to him than Arsheesh. For another, the story about his own discovery in the boat had filled him with excitement and with a sense of relief. He had often been uneasy because, try as he might, he had never been able to love the fisherman, and he knew that a boy ought to love his father. And now, apparently, he was no relation to Arsheesh at all. That took a great weight off his mind. "Why, I might be anyone!" he thought. "I might be the son of a Tarkaan myself — or the son of the Tisroc (may he live for ever) or of a god!"
你可千万别认为，沙斯塔会像我们一样感到难过——如果我们偷听到我们的父母谈论把我们卖身为奴的话。他压根儿不难受。一则是他的生活已经比奴隶生活好不了多少，说不定那位骑着大马的王爷似的陌生人，会比阿什伊什待他仁慈一点也未可知哩；二则是那个说是在小船里发现了他的故事，使他心中十分激动，而且还有一种安慰之感。他曾经时常于心不安：无论他怎么努力，他可从来没有爱过这渔夫，而他心里是明白的，一个孩子应该爱他的父亲。可现在，事情明明白白，他压根儿跟阿什伊什毫无血缘关系。这就把他心上的沉重负担卸掉了。“呀，我可能是随便什么人！”他想，“我可能就是—个泰坎的亲生儿子——或者是蒂斯罗克(愿他万寿无疆)的儿子——或者是一个神抵的儿子！”
