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“如今你身披花衣！”他赞叹道。“简夫人与约翰·托马斯缔结连理。”接着，他在自己几处毛发里放满鲜花，用一束铜钱珍珠菜缠绕住阴茎，肚脐里则塞着朵风信子。她饶有兴趣地望着他，端详着那种专心致志的古怪神态。她将一朵剪秋萝按在他的胡须间，耷拉在鼻子下方。

"This is John Thomas marryin' Lady Jane," he said. "An' we mun let Constance an' Oliver go their ways. Maybe—” He spread out his hand with a gesture, and then he sneezed, sneezing away the flowers from his nose and his navel. He sneezed again.

“约翰·托马斯迎娶简夫人。”他说。“让我们跟康斯坦斯和奥利弗分道扬镳。或许……”他伸手摆出某种姿势，但没料想却突然打个喷嚏，鼻子下面和肚脐处的花全被震落。他又打个喷嚏。

"Maybe what?" she said, waiting for him to go on.

“或许什么？”她问，等待着他继续刚才的话。

He looked at her a little bewildered.

他却有些茫然地望着她。

"Eh?" He said.

“哦？”他说。

"Maybe what? Go on with what you were going to say," she insisted.

“或许什么？继续把刚才的话讲完。”她坚持着。

"Ay, what WAS I going to say?" He had forgotten. And it was one of the disappointments of her life, that he never finished.

“唉，我刚才要说什么来着？”他居然已经忘记。他说话总是有头没尾，这也算她人生一大憾事。

A yellow ray of sun shone over the trees.

金色的阳光洒满树林。

"Sun!" He said. "And time you went. Time, my Lady, time! What's that as flies without wings, your Ladyship? Time! Time!” He reached for his shirt.

“太阳！”他说。“你该回去了。光阴，夫人，光阴！什么东西无翼而飞，夫人？答案是光阴！光阴！”他拿过衬衫。

"Say goodnight! to John Thomas," he said, looking down at his penis.

“道晚安吧！跟约翰·托马斯道晚安。”他说着，垂头看着自己的阴茎。

"He's safe in the arms of creeping Jenny! Not much burning pestle about him just now.” And he put his flannel shirt over his head.

“被铜钱珍珠菜拥在怀中，他远离危险！现在的他似乎跟火杵不太着边。”他将法兰绒衬衫套在头上。

"A man's most dangerous moment," he said, when his head had emerged, "is when he's getting into his shirt. Then he puts his head in a bag. That's why I prefer those American shirts, that you put on like a jacket." she still stood watching him. He stepped into his short drawers, and buttoned them round the waist.

“男人最疏于防范的时刻，”再度露出头时，他说，“就是穿衬衣的时候。那时，他的头几乎是伸进袋子里。正因为此，我才偏好美式衬衣，穿的方式跟穿夹克一样。”她仍站在原地望着他。他穿好短裤，系上腰扣。

"Look at Jane!" He said. "In all her blossoms! Who'll put blossoms on you next year, Jinny? Me, or somebody else? Good-bye, my bluebell, farewell to you! "I hate that song, it's early war days." he then sat down, and was pulling on his stockings. She still stood unmoving. He laid his hand on the slope of her buttocks. "Pretty little Lady Jane!" He said. "Perhaps in Venice you'll find a man who'll put jasmine in your maiden-hair, and a pomegranate flower in your navel. Poor little lady Jane!” "Don't say those things!” She said. "You only say them to hurt me." He dropped his head. Then he said, in dialect: "Ay, maybe I do, maybe I do! Well then, I'll say nowt, an'ha'done wi't. But tha mun dress thysen, all'go back to thy stately homes of England, how beautiful they stand. Time's up! Time's up for Sir John, an'for little Lady Jane! Put thy shimmy on, Lady Chatterley! Tha might be anybody, standin'there be-out even a shimmy, an'a few rags o'flowers. There then, there then, I'll undress thee, tha bob-tailed young throstle.” And he took the leaves from her hair, kissing her damp hair, and the flowers from her breasts, and kissed her breasts, and kissed her navel, and kissed her maiden-hair, where he left the flowers threaded. "They mun stop while they will," he said. "So! There tha'rt bare again, nowt but a bare-arsed lass an'a bit of a Lady Jane! Now put thy shimmy on, for tha mun go, or else Lady Chatterley's goin'to be late for dinner, an'where 'ave yer been to my pretty maid!” She never knew how to answer him when he was in this condition of the vernacular. So she dressed herself and prepared to go a little ignominiously home to Wragby. Or so she felt it: a little ignominiously home.

“瞧瞧简！”他说。“简直是花团锦簇！明年此时，为你披上花衣的，又会是谁，珍妮？是我，还是别的什么人？‘再见吧，我的风铃草，一路平安！’我讨厌这首歌谣，它让我想起战争初期的时光。”说完，他坐下开始穿袜子。她仍站着没动。他的手抚上她饱满的臀部。“美丽的小简夫人！”他说。“或许在威尼斯，你会遇到倾心的男子，他会将芬芳的茉莉放进你的阴毛，把石榴花塞入你的肚脐。可爱的小简夫人！”“别说这种话！”她说。“你这么说，只会让我伤心。”他低下头。再次开口时，已经换成方言。“是呀，或许吧，可能吧！那好，那俺就闭上嘴，不说话。可恁可得穿好衣裙，回到那富丽堂皇、蔚为壮观的英式豪宅。时间已到！约翰爵士和小简夫人该分手了！穿好恁的内衣吧，查泰莱夫人！恁若是光着身子站在那儿，只靠几朵花儿遮体，可显不出那高贵的身份。那好吧，那好吧，让俺来为恁宽衣，短尾巴的小画眉。”他将她头上的叶片除去，亲吻着那淋湿的发丝；将她胸前的鲜花除去，亲吻着那酥软的乳房；但却将肚脐和阴毛处的花朵留在那里，只是一一吻过。“它们必须呆在原处。”他说。“好了！恁再次变得赤裸，成为光屁股的少妇，就像我的简夫人！现在穿好恁的内衣，赶紧回去，不然，查泰莱夫人会错过晚餐。恁去往何方，我美丽的少女！”每当他操着土语，喋喋不休，她就会无所适从，不知如何作答。于是，她穿好衣服，准备回转那略显可鄙的拉格比。这就是她此刻的感觉：那让人略感不齿的拉格比。