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CHAPTER XXVI UP CHAPTER XXVIII CHAPTER XXVII Vanity and Vexation of Spirit 第27章 虚栄心、そして苦悩(松本訳) 「Vanity and Vexation of Spirit」「空であって、風を捕えるよう」旧約聖書 伝道の書(http //bible.50webs.org/sj/ecclesiastes.htmlより) Ecclesiastes 旧約聖書 伝道の書 2 17 "Therefore I hated life; because the work that is wrought under the sun is grievous unto me for all is vanity and vexation of spirit." (http //bible1.crosswalk.com/より) そこで、わたしは生きることをいとった。日の下に行われるわざは、わたしに悪しく見えたからである。皆空であって、風を捕えるようである。(http //bible.50webs.org/sj/ecclesiastes.htmlより) Ecclesiastes 旧約聖書 伝道の書 2 26 "For God giveth to a man that is good in his sight wisdom, and knowledge, and joy but to the sinner he giveth travail, to gather and to heap up, that he may give to him that is good before God. This also is vanity and vexation of spirit." (http //bible1.crosswalk.com/より)。神は、その心にかなう人に、知恵と知識と喜びとをくださる。しかし罪びとには仕事を与えて集めることと、積むことをさせられる。これは神の心にかなう者にそれを賜わるためである。これもまた空であって、風を捕えるようである。(http //bible.50webs.org/sj/ecclesiastes.htmlより) Marilla, walking home one late April evening from an Aid meeting, realized that the winter was over and gone with the thrill of delight that spring never fails to bring to the oldest and saddest as well as to the youngest and merriest. Marilla was not given to subjective analysis of her thoughts and feelings. She probably imagined that she was thinking about the Aids and their missionary box and the new carpet for the vestry room, but under these reflections was a harmonious consciousness of red fields smoking into pale-purply mists in the declining sun, of long, sharp-pointed fir shadows falling over the meadow beyond the brook, of still, crimson-budded maples around a mirrorlike wood pool, of a wakening in the world and a stir of hidden pulses under the gray sod. The spring was abroad in the land and Marilla s sober, middle-aged step was lighter and swifter because of its deep, primal gladness. Her eyes dwelt affectionately on Green Gables, peering through its network of trees and reflecting the sunlight back from its windows in several little coruscations of glory. coruscations of glory とは大袈裟な Marilla, as she picked her steps along the damp lane, thought that it was really a satisfaction to know that she was going home to a briskly snapping wood fire 「snapping」擬声語、擬態語ではないので、音の感じは想像するしかない and a table nicely spread for tea, 「tea」であるところが、イギリス式。松本訳では「夕ご飯」 instead of to the cold comfort of old Aid meeting evenings before Anne had come to Green Gables. Consequently, when Marilla entered her kitchen and found the fire black out, with no sign of Anne anywhere, she felt justly disappointed and irritated. She had told Anne to be sure and have tea ready at five o clock, 正統な「5時のお茶」、イギリス式。松本訳では「五時には夕食の仕度ができているように」 but now she must hurry to take off her second-best dress 「second-best dress」それなりにフォーマル、というか気を遣う会であることがわかる and prepare the meal herself against Matthew s return from plowing. "I ll settle Miss Anne 「Miss Anne」Missを付けているとこが、コワイ when she comes home," said Marilla grimly, as she shaved up kindlings with a carving knife and with more vim than was strictly necessary. Matthew had come in and was waiting patiently for his tea in his corner. "She s gadding off somewhere with Diana, writing stories or practicing dialogues or some such tomfoolery, and never thinking once about the time or her duties. She s just got to be pulled up short and sudden on this sort of thing. I don t care if Mrs. Allan does say she s the brightest and sweetest child she ever knew. はじめの「she s」はアン、終わりの「she」はアラン夫人。英語はこれでも通じるんだからわかりづらい She may be bright and sweet enough, but her head is full of nonsense and there s never any knowing what shape it ll break out in next. Just as soon as she grows out of one freak she takes up with another. But there! Here I am saying the very thing I was so riled with Rachel Lynde for saying at the Aid today. I was real glad when Mrs. Allan spoke up for Anne, for if she hadn t I know I d have said something too sharp to Rachel before everybody. Anne s got plenty of faults, goodness knows, and far be it from me to deny it. But I m bringing her up and not Rachel Lynde, who d pick faults in the Angel Gabriel himself if he lived in Avonlea. 「Angel Gabriel」松本訳注第27章(1) p. 510参照 Just the same, Anne has no business to leave the house like this when I told her she was to stay home this afternoon and look after things. I must say, with all her faults, I never found her disobedient or untrustworthy before and I m real sorry to find her so now." "Well now, I dunno," said Matthew, who, being patient and wise and, above all, hungry, had deemed it best to let Marilla talk her wrath out unhindered, having learned by experience that she got through with whatever work was on hand much quicker if not delayed by untimely argument. "Perhaps you re judging her too hasty, Marilla. Don t call her untrustworthy until you re sure she has disobeyed you. Mebbe 「Mebbe」は「Maybe」とは思うのですが、OneLookでも見つからない。松本訳では、話言葉の中に入り込んでいるため、この単語そのものに対する訳語なし it can all be explained--Anne s a great hand at explaining." "She s not here when I told her to stay," retorted Marilla. "I reckon she ll find it hard to explain THAT to my satisfaction. Of course I knew you d take her part, Matthew. But I m bringing her up, not you." It was dark when supper was ready, 「supper」これは、teaと同じものでしょうか。たぶんそうと思うのですが、単語が違います。松本訳では「夕ご飯」として、同じものとして訳しています。dinnerではないことから、このtea/supperも質素なものなのでしょう and still no sign of Anne, coming hurriedly over the log bridge or up Lover s Lane, breathless and repentant with a sense of neglected duties. Marilla washed and put away the dishes grimly. Then, wanting a candle to light her way down the cellar, she went up to the east gable for the one that generally stood on Anne s table. Lighting it, she turned around to see Anne herself lying on the bed, face downward among the pillows. "Mercy on us," said astonished Marilla, "have you been asleep, Anne?" "No," was the muffled reply. 「muffled」(「くぐもった」松本訳)は包むなどの行為の結果そうなったときに使うので、アンが枕に顔を埋めたまま返事したことがわかる "Are you sick then?" demanded Marilla anxiously, going over to the bed. Anne cowered deeper into her pillows as if desirous of hiding herself forever from mortal eyes. "No. But please, Marilla, go away and don t look at me. I m in the depths of despair 「the depths of despair」久々に聞くアンの「絶望のどん底」(松本訳)。そして、これが最後:ほかにあるのはCHAPTER III、CHAPTER III with impression?、CHAPTER IV、CHAPTER IV with impression?、CHAPTER XI、CHAPTER XI with impression?、CHAPTER XXI、CHAPTER XI with impression? and I don t care who gets head in class or writes the best composition or sings in the Sunday-school choir any more. Little things like that are of no importance now because I don t suppose I ll ever be able to go anywhere again. My career is closed. おおげさな!場面 Please, Marilla, go away and don t look at me." "Did anyone ever hear the like?" the mystified Marilla wanted to know. "Anne Shirley, whatever is the matter with you? What have you done? Get right up this minute and tell me. This minute, I say. There now, what is it?" Anne had slid to the floor in despairing obedience. "Look at my hair, Marilla," she whispered. Accordingly, Marilla lifted her candle and looked scrutinizingly at Anne s hair, flowing in heavy masses down her back. It certainly had a very strange appearance. "Anne Shirley, what have you done to your hair? Why, it s GREEN!" Green it might be called, if it were any earthly color--a queer, dull, bronzy green, with streaks here and there of the original red to heighten the ghastly effect. Never in all her life had Marilla seen anything so grotesque as Anne s hair at that moment. "Yes, it s green," moaned Anne. "I thought nothing could be as bad as red hair. But now I know it s ten times worse to have green hair. 10倍が大きいのかどうかは疑問ではありますが……。millions ofなんてことはないのかしら Oh, Marilla, you little know how utterly wretched I am." "I little know how you got into this fix, 「fix」(自ら招いた)苦境。fixには染織などのときの色を固定する、という意味があるので、この色が落ちないことを暗示しているのかも、というのは考えすぎかしら but I mean to find out," said Marilla. "Come right down to the kitchen--it s too cold up here--and tell me just what you ve done. I ve been expecting something queer for some time. You haven t got into any scrape for over two months, 「scrape」も(自ら招いた)苦境 and I was sure another one was due. Now, then, what did you do to your hair?" "I dyed it." "Dyed it! Dyed your hair! Anne Shirley, didn t you know it was a wicked thing to do?" "Yes, I knew it was a little wicked," admitted Anne. "But I thought it was worth while to be a little wicked to get rid of red hair. I counted the cost, Marilla. Besides, I meant to be extra good in other ways to make up for it." "Well," said Marilla sarcastically, "if I d decided it was worth while to dye my hair I d have dyed it a decent color at least. I wouldn t have dyed it green." "But I didn t mean to dye it green, Marilla," protested Anne dejectedly. "If I was wicked I meant to be wicked to some purpose. He said 前触れなく「He」なので、マリラに誰?と尋ねられることになる。松本訳では「あのおじさん」 it would turn my hair a beautiful raven black--he positively assured me that it would. How could I doubt his word, Marilla? I know what it feels like to have your word doubted. And Mrs. Allan says we should never suspect anyone of not telling us the truth unless we have proof that they re not. I have proof now--green hair is proof enough for anybody. But I hadn t then and I believed every word he said IMPLICITLY." "Who said? Who are you talking about?" "The peddler that was here this afternoon. I bought the dye from him." 「peddler」はPuffin Books版では「pedlar」 "Anne Shirley, how often have I told you never to let one of those Italians in the house! I don t believe in encouraging them to come around at all." "Oh, I didn t let him in the house. I remembered what you told me, and I went out, carefully shut the door, and looked at his things on the step. Besides, he wasn t an Italian--he was a German Jew. 「German Jew」松本訳注第27章(2) p. 510参照 He had a big box full of very interesting things and he told me he was working hard to make enough money to bring his wife and children out from Germany. He spoke so feelingly about them that it touched my heart. I wanted to buy something from him to help him in such a worthy object. Then all at once I saw the bottle of hair dye. The peddler said it was warranted to dye any hair a beautiful raven black and wouldn t wash off. In a trice I saw myself with beautiful raven-black hair and the temptation was irresistible. But the price of the bottle was seventy-five cents and I had only fifty cents left out of my chicken money. 「chicken money」は松本訳では「お小づかい」。chickenには、(形)子供の、の意味があるようです I think the peddler had a very kind heart, for he said that, seeing it was me, he d sell it for fifty cents and that was just giving it away. So I bought it, and as soon as he had gone I came up here and applied it with an old hairbrush as the directions said. I used up the whole bottle, and oh, Marilla, when I saw the dreadful color it turned my hair I repented of being wicked, I can tell you. And I ve been repenting ever since." "Well, I hope you ll repent to good purpose," said Marilla severely, "and that you ve got your eyes opened to where your vanity has led you, Anne. Goodness knows what s to be done. I suppose the first thing is to give your hair a good washing and see if that will do any good." Accordingly, Anne washed her hair, scrubbing it vigorously with soap and water, but for all the difference it made she might as well have been scouring its original red. The peddler had certainly spoken the truth when he declared that the dye wouldn t wash off, however his veracity might be impeached in other respects. "Oh, Marilla, what shall I do?" questioned Anne in tears. "I can never live this down. 「live down」忘れさせる。次のforgottenとは違う単語を使用。泣きながらもアンは同じ単語を使わないという芸当をやってのけている。英語話者なら普通なのかもしれませんが…… People have pretty well forgotten my other mistakes--the liniment cake and setting Diana drunk and flying into a temper with Mrs. Lynde. But they ll never forget this. They will think I am not respectable. Oh, Marilla, `what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive. 「`what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive. 」松本訳注第27章(3) p. 511参照 That is poetry, but it is true. And oh, how Josie Pye will laugh! Marilla, I CANNOT face Josie Pye. I am the unhappiest girl in Prince Edward Island." おおげさな!場面 Anne s unhappiness continued for a week. During that time she went nowhere and shampooed her hair every day. Diana alone of outsiders knew the fatal secret, but she promised solemnly never to tell, 「fatal」も「solemnly」もbig wordsのような気がします and it may be stated here and now that she kept her word. At the end of the week Marilla said decidedly "It s no use, Anne. That is fast dye if ever there was any. Your hair must be cut off; there is no other way. You can t go out with it looking like that." Anne s lips quivered, but she realized the bitter truth of Marilla s remarks. With a dismal sigh she went for the scissors. "Please cut it off at once, Marilla, and have it over. Oh, I feel that my heart is broken. This is such an unromantic affliction. The girls in books lose their hair in fevers or sell it to get money for some good deed, {「The girls in books lose their hair in fevers or sell it to get money for some good deed」松本訳注第27章(4) p. 511参照} and I m sure I wouldn t mind losing my hair in some such fashion half so much. But there is nothing comforting in having your hair cut off because you ve dyed it a dreadful color, is there? I m going to weep all the time you re cutting it off, if it won t interfere. It seems such a tragic thing." 「悲劇的」! Anne wept then, but later on, when she went upstairs and looked in the glass, she was calm with despair. Marilla had done her work thoroughly and it had been necessary to shingle the hair as closely as possible. The result was not becoming, 「become」似合う to state the case as mildly as may be. Anne promptly turned her glass to the wall. "I ll never, never look at myself again until my hair grows," she exclaimed passionately. Then she suddenly righted the glass. "Yes, I will, too. I d do penance for being wicked that way. 「penance」罪の償い、悔悛。これもbig word I ll look at myself every time I come to my room and see how ugly I am. And I won t try to imagine it away, either. I never thought I was vain about my hair, of all things, but now I know I was, in spite of its being red, because it was so long and thick and curly. I expect something will happen to my nose next." Anne s clipped head made a sensation in school on the following Monday, but to her relief nobody guessed the real reason for it, not even Josie Pye, who, however, did not fail to inform Anne that she looked like a perfect scarecrow. "I didn t say anything when Josie said that to me," Anne confided that evening to Marilla, who was lying on the sofa after one of her headaches, "because I thought it was part of my punishment and I ought to bear it patiently. It s hard to be told you look like a scarecrow and I wanted to say something back. But I didn t. I just swept her one scornful look and then I forgave her. It makes you feel very virtuous when you forgive people, doesn t it? I mean to devote all my energies to being good after this and I shall never try to be beautiful again. 後に、その姿をリンド夫人に褒められたりする。第30章CHAPTER XXX、CHAPTER XXX with impressionの最後 Of course it s better to be good. I know it is, but it s sometimes so hard to believe a thing even when you know it. I do really want to be good, Marilla, like you 「like you」のようには日本ではなかなか言えない and Mrs. Allan and Miss Stacy, and grow up to be a credit to you. Diana says when my hair begins to grow to tie a black velvet ribbon around my head with a bow at one side. She says she thinks it will be very becoming. I will call it a snood--that sounds so romantic. 「snood」スヌード 松本訳注第27章(5) p. 511参照 But am I talking too much, Marilla? Does it hurt your head?" "My head is better now. It was terrible bad this afternoon, though. These headaches of mine are getting worse and worse. I ll have to see a doctor about them. As for your chatter, I don t know that I mind it--I ve got so used to it." Which was Marilla s way of saying that she liked to hear it. CHAPTER XXVI UP CHAPTER XXVIII 2007年6月11日 第27章は難しい。big wordsが多いというだけでなく、地の文が特に。章題からして難しい(クリスチャンならわかる?) 今日 - | 昨日 - | Total - since 11 June 2007 last update 2007-06-11 01 18 06 (Mon)
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CHAPTER VIII UP CHAPTER X CHAPTER IX Mrs. Rachel Lynde Is Properly Horrified Anne had been a fortnight at Green Gables before Mrs. Lynde arrived to inspect her. Mrs. Rachel, to do her justice, was not to blame for this. A severe and unseasonable attack of grippe had confined that good lady to her house ever since the occasion of her last visit to Green Gables. Mrs. Rachel was not often sick and had a well-defined contempt for people who were; but grippe, she asserted, was like no other illness on earth and could only be interpreted as one of the special visitations of Providence. As soon as her doctor allowed her to put her foot out-of-doors she hurried up to Green Gables, bursting with curiosity to see Matthew and Marilla s orphan, concerning whom all sorts of stories and suppositions had gone abroad in Avonlea. Anne had made good use of every waking moment of that fortnight. Already she was acquainted with every tree and shrub about the place. She had discovered that a lane opened out below the apple orchard and ran up through a belt of woodland; and she had explored it to its furthest end in all its delicious vagaries of brook and bridge, fir coppice and wild cherry arch, corners thick with fern, and branching byways of maple and mountain ash. She had made friends with the spring down in the hollow-- that wonderful deep, clear icy-cold spring; it was set about with smooth red sandstones and rimmed in by great palm-like clumps of water fern; and beyond it was a log bridge over the brook. That bridge led Anne s dancing feet up over a wooded hill beyond, where perpetual twilight reigned under the straight, thick-growing firs and spruces; the only flowers there were myriads of delicate "June bells," those shyest and sweetest of woodland blooms, and a few pale, aerial starflowers, like the spirits of last year s blossoms. Gossamers glimmered like threads of silver among the trees and the fir boughs and tassels seemed to utter friendly speech. All these raptured voyages of exploration were made in the odd half hours which she was allowed for play, and Anne talked Matthew and Marilla half-deaf over her discoveries. Not that Matthew complained, to be sure; he listened to it all with a wordless smile of enjoyment on his face; Marilla permitted the "chatter" until she found herself becoming too interested in it, whereupon she always promptly quenched Anne by a curt command to hold her tongue. Anne was out in the orchard when Mrs. Rachel came, wandering at her own sweet will through the lush, tremu- lous grasses splashed with ruddy evening sunshine; so that good lady had an excellent chance to talk her illness fully over, describing every ache and pulse beat with such evident enjoyment that Marilla thought even grippe must bring its compensations. When details were exhausted Mrs. Rachel introduced the real reason of her call. "I ve been hearing some surprising things about you and Matthew." "I don t suppose you are any more surprised than I am myself," said Marilla. "I m getting over my surprise now." "It was too bad there was such a mistake," said Mrs. Rachel sympathetically. "Couldn t you have sent her back?" "I suppose we could, but we decided not to. Matthew took a fancy to her. And I must say I like her myself-- although I admit she has her faults. The house seems a different place already. She s a real bright little thing." Marilla said more than she had intended to say when she began, for she read disapproval in Mrs. Rachel s expression. "It s a great responsibility you ve taken on yourself," said that lady gloomily, "especially when you ve never had any experience with children. You don t know much about her or her real disposition, I suppose, and there s no guessing how a child like that will turn out. But I don t want to discourage you I m sure, Marilla." "I m not feeling discouraged," was Marilla s dry response. "when I make up my mind to do a thing it stays made up. I suppose you d like to see Anne. I ll call her in." Anne came running in presently, her face sparkling with the delight of her orchard rovings; but, abashed at finding the delight herself in the unexpected presence of a stranger, she halted confusedly inside the door. She certainly was an odd-looking little creature in the short tight wincey dress she had worn from the asylum, below which her thin legs seemed ungracefully long. Her freckles were more numerous and obtrusive than ever; the wind had ruffled her hatless hair into over-brilliant disorder; it had never looked redder than at that moment. "Well, they didn t pick you for your looks, that s sure and certain," was Mrs. Rachel Lynde s emphatic comment. Mrs. Rachel was one of those delightful and popular people who pride themselves on speaking their mind without fear or favor. "She s terrible skinny and homely, Marilla. Come here, child, and let me have a look at you. Lawful heart, did any one ever see such freckles? And hair as red as carrots! Come here, child, I say." Anne "came there," but not exactly as Mrs. Rachel expected. With one bound she crossed the kitchen floor and stood before Mrs. Rachel, her face scarlet with anger, her lips quivering, and her whole slender form trembling from head to foot. "I hate you," she cried in a choked voice, stamping her foot on the floor. "I hate you--I hate you--I hate you--" a louder stamp with each assertion of hatred. "How dare you call me skinny and ugly? How dare you say I m freckled and redheaded? You are a rude, impolite, unfeeling woman!" "Anne!" exclaimed Marilla in consternation. But Anne continued to face Mrs. Rachel undauntedly, head up, eyes blazing, hands clenched, passionate indignation exhaling from her like an atmosphere. "How dare you say such things about me?" she repeated vehemently. "How would you like to have such things said about you? How would you like to be told that you are fat and clumsy and probably hadn t a spark of imagination in you? I don t care if I do hurt your feelings by saying so! I hope I hurt them. You have hurt mine worse than they were ever hurt before even by Mrs. Thomas intoxicated husband. And I ll NEVER forgive you for it, never, never!" Stamp! Stamp! "Did anybody ever see such a temper!" exclaimed the horrified Mrs. Rachel. "Anne go to your room and stay there until I come up," said Marilla, recovering her powers of speech with difficulty. Anne, bursting into tears, rushed to the hall door, slammed it until the tins on the porch wall outside rattled in sympathy, and fled through the hall and up the stairs like a whirlwind. A subdued slam above told that the door of the east gable had been shut with equal vehemence. "Well, I don t envy you your job bringing THAT up, Marilla," said Mrs. Rachel with unspeakable solemnity. Marilla opened her lips to say she knew not what of apology or deprecation. What she did say was a surprise to herself then and ever afterwards. "You shouldn t have twitted her about her looks, Rachel." "Marilla Cuthbert, you don t mean to say that you are upholding her in such a terrible display of temper as we ve just seen?" demanded Mrs. Rachel indignantly. "No," said Marilla slowly, "I m not trying to excuse her. She s been very naughty and I ll have to give her a talking to about it. But we must make allowances for her. She s never been taught what is right. And you WERE too hard on her, Rachel." Marilla could not help tacking on that last sentence, although she was again surprised at herself for doing it. Mrs. Rachel got up with an air of offended dignity. "Well, I see that I ll have to be very careful what I say after this, Marilla, since the fine feelings of orphans, brought from goodness knows where, have to be considered before anything else. Oh, no, I m not vexed--don t worry yourself. I m too sorry for you to leave any room for anger in my mind. You ll have your own troubles with that child. But if you ll take my advice--which I suppose you won t do, although I ve brought up ten children and buried two--you ll do that `talking to you mention with a fair- sized birch switch. I should think THAT would be the most effective language for that kind of a child. Her temper matches her hair I guess. Well, good evening, Marilla. I hope you ll come down to see me often as usual. But you can t expect me to visit here again in a hurry, if I m liable to be flown at and insulted in such a fashion. It s something new in MY experience." Whereat Mrs. Rachel swept out and away--if a fat woman who always waddled COULD be said to sweep away--and Marilla with a very solemn face betook herself to the east gable. On the way upstairs she pondered uneasily as to what she ought to do. She felt no little dismay over the scene that had just been enacted. How unfortunate that Anne should have displayed such temper before Mrs. Rachel Lynde, of all people! Then Marilla suddenly became aware of an uncomfortable and rebuking consciousness that she felt more humiliation over this than sorrow over the discovery of such a serious defect in Anne s disposition. And how was she to punish her? The amiable suggestion of the birch switch--to the efficiency of which all of Mrs. Rachel s own children could have borne smarting testimony-- did not appeal to Marilla. She did not believe she could whip a child. No, some other method of punishment must be found to bring Anne to a proper realization of the enormity of her offense. Marilla found Anne face downward on her bed, crying bitterly, quite oblivious of muddy boots on a clean counterpane. "Anne," she said not ungently. No answer. "Anne," with greater severity, "get off that bed this minute and listen to what I have to say to you." Anne squirmed off the bed and sat rigidly on a chair beside it, her face swollen and tear-stained and her eyes fixed stubbornly on the floor. "This is a nice way for you to behave. Anne! Aren t you ashamed of yourself?" "She hadn t any right to call me ugly and redheaded," retorted Anne, evasive and defiant. "You hadn t any right to fly into such a fury and talk the way you did to her, Anne. I was ashamed of you-- thoroughly ashamed of you. I wanted you to behave nicely to Mrs. Lynde, and instead of that you have disgraced me. I m sure I don t know why you should lose your temper like that just because Mrs. Lynde said you were red-haired and homely. You say it yourself often enough." "Oh, but there s such a difference between saying a thing yourself and hearing other people say it," wailed Anne. "You may know a thing is so, but you can t help hoping other people don t quite think it is. I suppose you think I have an awful temper, but I couldn t help it. When she said those things something just rose right up in me and choked me. I HAD to fly out at her." "Well, you made a fine exhibition of yourself I must say. Mrs. Lynde will have a nice story to tell about you everywhere--and she ll tell it, too. It was a dreadful thing for you to lose your temper like that, Anne." "Just imagine how you would feel if somebody told you to your face that you were skinny and ugly," pleaded Anne tearfully. An old remembrance suddenly rose up before Marilla. She had been a very small child when she had heard one aunt say of her to another, "What a pity she is such a dark, homely little thing." Marilla was every day of fifty before the sting had gone out of that memory. "I don t say that I think Mrs. Lynde was exactly right in saying what she did to you, Anne," she admitted in a softer tone. "Rachel is too outspoken. But that is no excuse for such behavior on your part. She was a stranger and an elderly person and my visitor--all three very good reasons why you should have been respectful to her. You were rude and saucy and"--Marilla had a saving inspiration of punishment--"you must go to her and tell her you are very sorry for your bad temper and ask her to forgive you." "I can never do that," said Anne determinedly and darkly. "You can punish me in any way you like, Marilla. You can shut me up in a dark, damp dungeon inhabited by snakes and toads and feed me only on bread and water and I shall not complain. But I cannot ask Mrs. Lynde to forgive me." "We re not in the habit of shutting people up in dark damp dungeons," said Marilla drily, "especially as they re rather scarce in Avonlea. But apologize to Mrs. Lynde you must and shall and you ll stay here in your room until you can tell me you re willing to do it." "I shall have to stay here forever then," said Anne mournfully, "because I can t tell Mrs. Lynde I m sorry I said those things to her. How can I? I m NOT sorry. I m sorry I ve vexed you; but I m GLAD I told her just what I did. It was a great satisfaction. I can t say I m sorry when I m not, can I? I can t even IMAGINE I m sorry." "Perhaps your imagination will be in better working order by the morning," said Marilla, rising to depart. "You ll have the night to think over your conduct in and come to a better frame of mind. You said you would try to be a very good girl if we kept you at Green Gables, but I must say it hasn t seemed very much like it this evening." Leaving this Parthian shaft to rankle in Anne s stormy bosom, Marilla descended to the kitchen, grievously troubled in mind and vexed in soul. 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CHAPTER XIX UP CHAPTER XXI CHAPTER XX A Good Imagination Gone Wrong Spring had come once more to Green Gables--the beautiful capricious, reluctant Canadian spring, lingering along through April and May in a succession of sweet, fresh, chilly days, with pink sunsets and miracles of resurrection and growth. The maples in Lover s Lane were red budded and little curly ferns pushed up around the Dryad s Bubble. Away up in the barrens, behind Mr. Silas Sloane s place, the Mayflowers blossomed out, pink and white stars of sweetness under their brown leaves. All the school girls and boys had one golden afternoon gathering them, coming home in the clear, echoing twilight with arms and baskets full of flowery spoil. "I m so sorry for people who live in lands where there are no Mayflowers," said Anne. "Diana says perhaps they have something better, but there couldn t be anything better than Mayflowers, could there, Marilla? And Diana says if they don t know what they are like they don t miss them. But I think that is the saddest thing of all. I think it would be TRAGIC, Marilla, not to know what Mayflowers are like and NOT to miss them. Do you know what I think Mayflowers are, Marilla? I think they must be the souls of the flowers that died last summer and this is their heaven. But we had a splendid time today, Marilla. We had our lunch down in a big mossy hollow by an old well--such a ROMANTIC spot. Charlie Sloane dared Arty Gillis to jump over it, and Arty did because he wouldn t take a dare. Nobody would in school. It is very FASHIONABLE to dare. Mr. Phillips gave all the Mayflowers he found to Prissy Andrews and I heard him to say `sweets to the sweet. He got that out of a book, I know; but it shows he has some imagination. I was offered some Mayflowers too, but I rejected them with scorn. I can t tell you the person s name because I have vowed never to let it cross my lips. We made wreaths of the Mayflowers and put them on our hats; and when the time came to go home we marched in procession down the road, two by two, with our bouquets and wreaths, singing `My Home on the Hill. Oh, it was so thrilling, Marilla. All Mr. Silas Sloane s folks rushed out to see us and everybody we met on the road stopped and stared after us. We made a real sensation." "Not much wonder! Such silly doings!" was Marilla s response. After the Mayflowers came the violets, and Violet Vale was empurpled with them. Anne walked through it on her way to school with reverent steps and worshiping eyes, as if she trod on holy ground. "Somehow," she told Diana, "when I m going through here I don t really care whether Gil--whether anybody gets ahead of me in class or not. But when I m up in school it s all different and I care as much as ever. There s such a lot of different Annes in me. I sometimes think that is why I m such a troublesome person. If I was just the one Anne it would be ever so much more comfortable, but then it wouldn t be half so interesting." One June evening, when the orchards were pink blossomed again, when the frogs were singing silverly sweet in the marshes about the head of the Lake of Shining Waters, and the air was full of the savor of clover fields and balsamic fir woods, Anne was sitting by her gable window. She had been studying her lessons, but it had grown too dark to see the book, so she had fallen into wide-eyed reverie, looking out past the boughs of the Snow Queen, once more bestarred with its tufts of blossom. In all essential respects the little gable chamber was unchanged. The walls were as white, the pincushion as hard, the chairs as stiffly and yellowly upright as ever. Yet the whole character of the room was altered. It was full of a new vital, pulsing personality that seemed to pervade it and to be quite independent of schoolgirl books and dresses and ribbons, and even of the cracked blue jug full of apple blossoms on the table. It was as if all the dreams, sleeping and waking, of its vivid occupant had taken a visible although unmaterial form and had tapestried the bare room with splendid filmy tissues of rainbow and moonshine. Presently Marilla came briskly in with some of Anne s freshly ironed school aprons. She hung them over a chair and sat down with a short sigh. She had had one of her headaches that afternoon, and although the pain had gone she felt weak and "tuckered out," as she expressed it. Anne looked at her with eyes limpid with sympathy. "I do truly wish I could have had the headache in your place, Marilla. I would have endured it joyfully for your sake." "I guess you did your part in attending to the work and letting me rest," said Marilla. "You seem to have got on fairly well and made fewer mistakes than usual. Of course it wasn t exactly necessary to starch Matthew s handkerchiefs! And most people when they put a pie in the oven to warm up for dinner take it out and eat it when it gets hot instead of leaving it to be burned to a crisp. But that doesn t seem to be your way evidently." Headaches always left Marilla somewhat sarcastic. "Oh, I m so sorry," said Anne penitently. "I never thought about that pie from the moment I put it in the oven till now, although I felt INSTINCTIVELY that there was something missing on the dinner table. I was firmly resolved, when you left me in charge this morning, not to imagine anything, but keep my thoughts on facts. I did pretty well until I put the pie in, and then an irresistible temptation came to me to imagine I was an enchanted princess shut up in a lonely tower with a handsome knight riding to my rescue on a coal-black steed. So that is how I came to forget the pie. I didn t know I starched the handkerchiefs. All the time I was ironing I was trying to think of a name for a new island Diana and I have discovered up the brook. It s the most ravishing spot, Marilla. There are two maple trees on it and the brook flows right around it. At last it struck me that it would be splendid to call it Victoria Island because we found it on the Queen s birthday. Both Diana and I are very loyal. But I m sorry about that pie and the handkerchiefs. I wanted to be extra good today because it s an anniversary. Do you remember what happened this day last year, Marilla?" "No, I can t think of anything special." "Oh, Marilla, it was the day I came to Green Gables. I shall never forget it. It was the turning point in my life. Of course it wouldn t seem so important to you. I ve been here for a year and I ve been so happy. Of course, I ve had my troubles, but one can live down troubles. Are you sorry you kept me, Marilla?" "No, I can t say I m sorry," said Marilla, who sometimes wondered how she could have lived before Anne came to Green Gables, "no, not exactly sorry. If you ve finished your lessons, Anne, I want you to run over and ask Mrs. Barry if she ll lend me Diana s apron pattern." "Oh--it s--it s too dark," cried Anne. "Too dark? Why, it s only twilight. And goodness knows you ve gone over often enough after dark." "I ll go over early in the morning," said Anne eagerly. "I ll get up at sunrise and go over, Marilla." "What has got into your head now, Anne Shirley? I want that pattern to cut out your new apron this evening. Go at once and be smart too." "I ll have to go around by the road, then," said Anne, taking up her hat reluctantly. "Go by the road and waste half an hour! I d like to catch you!" "I can t go through the Haunted Wood, Marilla," cried Anne desperately. Marilla stared. "The Haunted Wood! Are you crazy? What under the canopy is the Haunted Wood?" "The spruce wood over the brook," said Anne in a whisper. "Fiddlesticks! There is no such thing as a haunted wood anywhere. Who has been telling you such stuff?" "Nobody," confessed Anne. "Diana and I just imagined the wood was haunted. All the places around here are so--so--COMMONPLACE. We just got this up for our own amusement. We began it in April. A haunted wood is so very romantic, Marilla. We chose the spruce grove because it s so gloomy. Oh, we have imagined the most harrowing things. There s a white lady walks along the brook just about this time of the night and wrings her hands and utters wailing cries. She appears when there is to be a death in the family. And the ghost of a little murdered child haunts the corner up by Idlewild; it creeps up behind you and lays its cold fingers on your hand--so. Oh, Marilla, it gives me a shudder to think of it. And there s a headless man stalks up and down the path and skeletons glower at you between the boughs. Oh, Marilla, I wouldn t go through the Haunted Wood after dark now for anything. I d be sure that white things would reach out from behind the trees and grab me." "Did ever anyone hear the like!" ejaculated Marilla, who had listened in dumb amazement. "Anne Shirley, do you mean to tell me you believe all that wicked nonsense of your own imagination?" "Not believe EXACTLY," faltered Anne. "At least, I don t believe it in daylight. But after dark, Marilla, it s different. That is when ghosts walk." "There are no such things as ghosts, Anne." "Oh, but there are, Marilla," cried Anne eagerly. "I know people who have seen them. And they are respectable people. Charlie Sloane says that his grandmother saw his grandfather driving home the cows one night after he d been buried for a year. You know Charlie Sloane s grandmother wouldn t tell a story for anything. She s a very religious woman. And Mrs. Thomas s father was pursued home one night by a lamb of fire with its head cut off hanging by a strip of skin. He said he knew it was the spirit of his brother and that it was a warning he would die within nine days. He didn t, but he died two years after, so you see it was really true. And Ruby Gillis says--" "Anne Shirley," interrupted Marilla firmly, "I never want to hear you talking in this fashion again. I ve had my doubts about that imagination of yours right along, and if this is going to be the outcome of it, I won t countenance any such doings. You ll go right over to Barry s, and you ll go through that spruce grove, just for a lesson and a warning to you. And never let me hear a word out of your head about haunted woods again." Anne might plead and cry as she liked--and did, for her terror was very real. Her imagination had run away with her and she held the spruce grove in mortal dread after nightfall. But Marilla was inexorable. She marched the shrinking ghost-seer down to the spring and ordered her to proceed straightaway over the bridge and into the dusky retreats of wailing ladies and headless specters beyond. "Oh, Marilla, how can you be so cruel?" sobbed Anne. "What would you feel like if a white thing did snatch me up and carry me off?" "I ll risk it," said Marilla unfeelingly. "You know I always mean what I say. I ll cure you of imagining ghosts into places. March, now." Anne marched. That is, she stumbled over the bridge and went shuddering up the horrible dim path beyond. Anne never forgot that walk. Bitterly did she repent the license she had given to her imagination. The goblins of her fancy lurked in every shadow about her, reaching out their cold, fleshless hands to grasp the terrified small girl who had called them into being. A white strip of birch bark blowing up from the hollow over the brown floor of the grove made her heart stand still. The long-drawn wail of two old boughs rubbing against each other brought out the perspiration in beads on her forehead. The swoop of bats in the darkness over her was as the wings of unearthly creatures. When she reached Mr. William Bell s field she fled across it as if pursued by an army of white things, and arrived at the Barry kitchen door so out of breath that she could hardly gasp out her request for the apron pattern. Diana was away so that she had no excuse to linger. The dreadful return journey had to be faced. Anne went back over it with shut eyes, preferring to take the risk of dashing her brains out among the boughs to that of seeing a white thing. When she finally stumbled over the log bridge she drew one long shivering breath of relief. "Well, so nothing caught you?" said Marilla unsympathetically. "Oh, Mar--Marilla," chattered Anne, "I ll b-b-be contt-tented with c-c-commonplace places after this." 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CHAPTER XXXI UP CHAPTER XXXIII CHAPTER XXXII The Pass List Is Out With the end of June came the close of the term and the close of Miss Stacy s rule in Avonlea school. Anne and Diana walked home that evening feeling very sober indeed. Red eyes and damp handkerchiefs bore convincing testimony to the fact that Miss Stacy s farewell words must have been quite as touching as Mr. Phillips s had been under similar circumstances three years before. Diana looked back at the schoolhouse from the foot of the spruce hill and sighed deeply. "It does seem as if it was the end of everything, doesn t it?" she said dismally. "You oughtn t to feel half as badly as I do," said Anne, hunting vainly for a dry spot on her handkerchief. "You ll be back again next winter, but I suppose I ve left the dear old school forever-- if I have good luck, that is." "It won t be a bit the same. Miss Stacy won t be there, nor you nor Jane nor Ruby probably. I shall have to sit all alone, for I couldn t bear to have another deskmate after you. Oh, we have had jolly times, haven t we, Anne? It s dreadful to think they re all over." Two big tears rolled down by Diana s nose. "If you would stop crying I could," said Anne imploringly. "Just as soon as I put away my hanky I see you brimming up and that starts me off again. As Mrs. Lynde says, `If you can t be cheerful, be as cheerful as you can. After all, I dare say I ll be back next year. This is one of the times I KNOW I m not going to pass. They re getting alarmingly frequent." "Why, you came out splendidly in the exams Miss Stacy gave." "Yes, but those exams didn t make me nervous. When I think of the real thing you can t imagine what a horrid cold fluttery feeling comes round my heart. And then my number is thirteen and Josie Pye says it s so unlucky. I am NOT superstitious and I know it can make no difference. But still I wish it wasn t thirteen." "I do wish I was going in with you," said Diana. "Wouldn t we have a perfectly elegant time? But I suppose you ll have to cram in the evenings." "No; Miss Stacy has made us promise not to open a book at all. She says it would only tire and confuse us and we are to go out walking and not think about the exams at all and go to bed early. It s good advice, but I expect it will be hard to follow; good advice is apt to be, I think. Prissy Andrews told me that she sat up half the night every night of her Entrance week and crammed for dear life; and I had determined to sit up AT LEAST as long as she did. It was so kind of your Aunt Josephine to ask me to stay at Beechwood while I m in town." "You ll write to me while you re in, won t you?" "I ll write Tuesday night and tell you how the first day goes," promised Anne. "I ll be haunting the post office Wednesday," vowed Diana. Anne went to town the following Monday and on Wednesday Diana haunted the post office, as agreed, and got her letter. "Dearest Diana" [wrote Anne], "Here it is Tuesday night and I m writing this in the library at Beechwood. Last night I was horribly lonesome all alone in my room and wished so much you were with me. I couldn t "cram" because I d promised Miss Stacy not to, but it was as hard to keep from opening my history as it used to be to keep from reading a story before my lessons were learned. "This morning Miss Stacy came for me and we went to the Academy, calling for Jane and Ruby and Josie on our way. Ruby asked me to feel her hands and they were as cold as ice. Josie said I looked as if I hadn t slept a wink and she didn t believe I was strong enough to stand the grind of the teacher s course even if I did get through. There are times and seasons even yet when I don t feel that I ve made any great headway in learning to like Josie Pye! "When we reached the Academy there were scores of students there from all over the Island. The first person we saw was Moody Spurgeon sitting on the steps and muttering away to himself. Jane asked him what on earth he was doing and he said he was repeating the multiplication table over and over to steady his nerves and for pity s sake not to interrupt him, because if he stopped for a moment he got frightened and forgot everything he ever knew, but the multiplication table kept all his facts firmly in their proper place! "When we were assigned to our rooms Miss Stacy had to leave us. Jane and I sat together and Jane was so composed that I envied her. No need of the multiplication table for good, steady, sensible Jane! I wondered if I looked as I felt and if they could hear my heart thumping clear across the room. Then a man came in and began distributing the English examination sheets. My hands grew cold then and my head fairly whirled around as I picked it up. Just one awful moment--Diana, I felt exactly as I did four years ago when I asked Marilla if I might stay at Green Gables--and then everything cleared up in my mind and my heart began beating again--I forgot to say that it had stopped altogether!--for I knew I could do something with THAT paper anyhow. "At noon we went home for dinner and then back again for history in the afternoon. The history was a pretty hard paper and I got dreadfully mixed up in the dates. Still, I think I did fairly well today. But oh, Diana, tomorrow the geometry exam comes off and when I think of it it takes every bit of determination I possess to keep from opening my Euclid. If I thought the multiplication table would help me any I would recite it from now till tomorrow morning. "I went down to see the other girls this evening. On my way I met Moody Spurgeon wandering distractedly around. He said he knew he had failed in history and he was born to be a disappointment to his parents and he was going home on the morning train; and it would be easier to be a carpenter than a minister, anyhow. I cheered him up and persuaded him to stay to the end because it would be unfair to Miss Stacy if he didn t. Sometimes I have wished I was born a boy, but when I see Moody Spurgeon I m always glad I m a girl and not his sister. "Ruby was in hysterics when I reached their boardinghouse; she had just discovered a fearful mistake she had made in her English paper. When she recovered we went uptown and had an ice cream. How we wished you had been with us. "Oh, Diana, if only the geometry examination were over! But there, as Mrs. Lynde would say, the sun will go on rising and setting whether I fail in geometry or not. That is true but not especially comforting. I think I d rather it didn t go on if I failed! Yours devotedly, Anne" The geometry examination and all the others were over in due time and Anne arrived home on Friday evening, rather tired but with an air of chastened triumph about her. Diana was over at Green Gables when she arrived and they met as if they had been parted for years. "You old darling, it s perfectly splendid to see you back again. It seems like an age since you went to town and oh, Anne, how did you get along?" "Pretty well, I think, in everything but the geometry. I don t know whether I passed in it or not and I have a creepy, crawly presentiment that I didn t. Oh, how good it is to be back! Green Gables is the dearest, loveliest spot in the world." "How did the others do?" "The girls say they know they didn t pass, but I think they did pretty well. Josie says the geometry was so easy a child of ten could do it! Moody Spurgeon still thinks he failed in history and Charlie says he failed in algebra. But we don t really know anything about it and won t until the pass list is out. That won t be for a fortnight. Fancy living a fortnight in such suspense! I wish I could go to sleep and never wake up until it is over." Diana knew it would be useless to ask how Gilbert Blythe had fared, so she merely said "Oh, you ll pass all right. Don t worry." "I d rather not pass at all than not come out pretty well up on the list," flashed Anne, by which she meant--and Diana knew she meant--that success would be incomplete and bitter if she did not come out ahead of Gilbert Blythe. With this end in view Anne had strained every nerve during the examinations. So had Gilbert. They had met and passed each other on the street a dozen times without any sign of recognition and every time Anne had held her head a little higher and wished a little more earnestly that she had made friends with Gilbert when he asked her, and vowed a little more determinedly to surpass him in the examination. She knew that all Avonlea junior was wondering which would come out first; she even knew that Jimmy Glover and Ned Wright had a bet on the question and that Josie Pye had said there was no doubt in the world that Gilbert would be first; and she felt that her humiliation would be unbearable if she failed. But she had another and nobler motive for wishing to do well. She wanted to "pass high" for the sake of Matthew and Marilla-- especially Matthew. Matthew had declared to her his conviction that she "would beat the whole Island." That, Anne felt, was something it would be foolish to hope for even in the wildest dreams. But she did hope fervently that she would be among the first ten at least, so that she might see Matthew s kindly brown eyes gleam with pride in her achievement. That, she felt, would be a sweet reward indeed for all her hard work and patient grubbing among unimaginative equations and conjugations. At the end of the fortnight Anne took to "haunting" the post office also, in the distracted company of Jane, Ruby, and Josie, opening the Charlottetown dailies with shaking hands and cold, sinkaway feelings as bad as any experienced during the Entrance week. Charlie and Gilbert were not above doing this too, but Moody Spurgeon stayed resolutely away. "I haven t got the grit to go there and look at a paper in cold blood," he told Anne. "I m just going to wait until somebody comes and tells me suddenly whether I ve passed or not." When three weeks had gone by without the pass list appearing Anne began to feel that she really couldn t stand the strain much longer. Her appetite failed and her interest in Avonlea doings languished. Mrs. Lynde wanted to know what else you could expect with a Tory superintendent of education at the head of affairs, and Matthew, noting Anne s paleness and indifference and the lagging steps that bore her home from the post office every afternoon, began seriously to wonder if he hadn t better vote Grit at the next election. But one evening the news came. Anne was sitting at her open window, for the time forgetful of the woes of examinations and the cares of the world, as she drank in the beauty of the summer dusk, sweet-scented with flower breaths from the garden below and sibilant and rustling from the stir of poplars. The eastern sky above the firs was flushed faintly pink from the reflection of the west, and Anne was wondering dreamily if the spirit of color looked like that, when she saw Diana come flying down through the firs, over the log bridge, and up the slope, with a fluttering newspaper in her hand. Anne sprang to her feet, knowing at once what that paper contained. The pass list was out! Her head whirled and her heart beat until it hurt her. She could not move a step. It seemed an hour to her before Diana came rushing along the hall and burst into the room without even knocking, so great was her excitement. "Anne, you ve passed," she cried, "passed the VERY FIRST--you and Gilbert both--you re ties--but your name is first. Oh, I m so proud!" Diana flung the paper on the table and herself on Anne s bed, utterly breathless and incapable of further speech. Anne lighted the lamp, oversetting the match safe and using up half a dozen matches before her shaking hands could accomplish the task. Then she snatched up the paper. Yes, she had passed--there was her name at the very top of a list of two hundred! That moment was worth living for. "You did just splendidly, Anne," puffed Diana, recovering sufficiently to sit up and speak, for Anne, starry eyed and rapt, had not uttered a word. "Father brought the paper home from Bright River not ten minutes ago--it came out on the afternoon train, you know, and won t be here till tomorrow by mail--and when I saw the pass list I just rushed over like a wild thing. You ve all passed, every one of you, Moody Spurgeon and all, although he s conditioned in history. Jane and Ruby did pretty well--they re halfway up--and so did Charlie. Josie just scraped through with three marks to spare, but you ll see she ll put on as many airs as if she d led. Won t Miss Stacy be delighted? Oh, Anne, what does it feel like to see your name at the head of a pass list like that? If it were me I know I d go crazy with joy. I am pretty near crazy as it is, but you re as calm and cool as a spring evening." "I m just dazzled inside," said Anne. "I want to say a hundred things, and I can t find words to say them in. I never dreamed of this--yes, I did too, just once! I let myself think ONCE, `What if I should come out first? quakingly, you know, for it seemed so vain and presumptuous to think I could lead the Island. Excuse me a minute, Diana. I must run right out to the field to tell Matthew. Then we ll go up the road and tell the good news to the others." They hurried to the hayfield below the barn where Matthew was coiling hay, and, as luck would have it, Mrs. Lynde was talking to Marilla at the lane fence. "Oh, Matthew," exclaimed Anne, "I ve passed and I m first--or one of the first! I m not vain, but I m thankful." "Well now, I always said it," said Matthew, gazing at the pass list delightedly. "I knew you could beat them all easy." "You ve done pretty well, I must say, Anne," said Marilla, trying to hide her extreme pride in Anne from Mrs. Rachel s critical eye. But that good soul said heartily "I just guess she has done well, and far be it from me to be backward in saying it. You re a credit to your friends, Anne, that s what, and we re all proud of you." That night Anne, who had wound up the delightful evening with a serious little talk with Mrs. Allan at the manse, knelt sweetly by her open window in a great sheen of moonshine and murmured a prayer of gratitude and aspiration that came straight from her heart. There was in it thankfulness for the past and reverent petition for the future; and when she slept on her white pillow her dreams were as fair and bright and beautiful as maidenhood might desire. CHAPTER XXXI UP CHAPTER XXXIII 今日 - | 昨日 - | Total - since 05 June 2007 last update 2007-06-05 01 17 41 (Tue)
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CHAPTER XXXII UP CHAPTER XXXIV CHAPTER XXXIII The Hotel Concert 第33章 ホテルの演芸会(コンサート)(松本訳) "Put on your white organdy, by all means, Anne," advised Diana decidedly. They were together in the east gable chamber; outside it was only twilight--a lovely yellowish-green twilight with a clear-blue cloudless sky. A big round moon, slowly deepening from her pallid luster into burnished silver, hung over the Haunted Wood; the air was full of sweet summer sounds--sleepy birds twittering, freakish breezes, faraway voices and laughter. But in Anne s room the blind was drawn and the lamp lighted, for an important toilet was being made. The east gable was a very different place from what it had been on that night four years before, 「four years before」そろそろ終盤モードになって、回想している when Anne had felt its bareness penetrate to the marrow of her spirit with its inhospitable chill. CHAPTER III with impression? Marilla Cuthbert is Surprised との比較 Changes had crept in, Marilla conniving at them resignedly, until it was as sweet and dainty a nest as a young girl could desire. 「young girl」もちろん little ではないけれども、big でもない。bigよりも young のほうが大人っぽい気がするのは気のせいかしら The velvet carpet with the pink roses and the pink silk curtains of Anne s early visions had certainly never materialized; but her dreams had kept pace with her growth, 「her dreams had kept pace with her growth」そうでなくちゃ。ここでも、growth 成長が重要なキーワードとなっている and it is not probable she lamented them. The floor was covered with a pretty matting, 床といえば、マリラお手製の丸いマットがあっただけ。「The floor was bare, too, except for a round braided mat in the middle such as Anne had never seen before.」CHAPTER III with impression? Marilla Cuthbert is Surprised and the curtains that softened the high window and fluttered in the vagrant breezes were of pale-green art muslin. 窓はフリルがついているだけで白だった。「the window, with an icy white muslin frill over it」CHAPTER III with impression? Marilla Cuthbert is Surprised The walls, hung not with gold and silver brocade tapestry, but with a dainty apple-blossom paper, 壁にはもちろん何もなかった。「The whitewashed walls were so painfully bare and staring that she thought they must ache over their own bareness. 」CHAPTER III with impression? Marilla Cuthbert is Surprised もちろん、sheはアン 「apple-blossom」りんごの花といえば、もちろん、White Way of Delight 歓びの白い路(松本訳)(CHAPTER II with impression Matthew Cuthbert is surprised ) were adorned with a few good pictures given Anne by Mrs. Allan. Miss Stacy s photograph occupied the place of honor, 「photograph」当時は、せがんでいただいたものなのでしょうか。それとも、差し上げたものなのでしょうか(ステイシー先生からアンへとなると差し上げるは言葉遣いがちょっとヘンですが。あ、プレゼントと言えばいいのか)。アヴォンリーやカーモディには写真屋さんはなさそうなので、撮影や焼き増しはシャーロットタウンで、かしら? and Anne made a sentimental point of keeping fresh flowers on the bracket under it. Tonight a spike of white lilies faintly perfumed the room like the dream of a fragrance. There was no "mahogany furniture," but there was a white-painted bookcase filled with books, 「bookcase」本棚といえば、本の入っていないトマスのおばさんの、ガラスの扉のもの。「a bookcase in her sitting room with glass doors. There weren t any books in it」 そして、もちろん、ケイティ・モーリス(CHAPTER VIII with impression? Anne s Bringing-up Is Begun) a cushioned wicker rocker, a toilet table befrilled with white muslin, a quaint, gilt-framed mirror with chubby pink Cupids and purple grapes painted over its arched top, 「mirror」鏡といえば、縦8インチ、横6インチの小さなもの「a little six-by-eight mirror」(CHAPTER III with impression? Marilla Cuthbert is Surprised) that used to hang in the spare room, 「in the spare room」客用寝室に掛けてあっただけあって、紫(最も高貴な色)が使ってあったり、キューピッドがいたりする and a low white bed. 「bed」ベッドは、古風の高さのあるものでした。「the bed, a high, old-fashioned one, with four dark, low- turned posts.」(CHAPTER III with impression? Marilla Cuthbert is Surprised)いつ替えたのでしょう。ベッドの中にもぐったとかベッドの上に倒れた/腰かけたといった描写はいくつもありますが、ベッドそのものの描写はない などなどと、読者に思い出してもらいたいという仕掛けが、あまり工夫されているわけでもなくあるパラグラフ Anne was dressing for a concert at the White Sands Hotel. The guests had got it up in aid of the Charlottetown hospital, and had hunted out all the available amateur talent in the surrounding districts to help it along. Bertha Sampson and Pearl Clay of the White Sands Baptist choir 「Pearl Clay of the White Sands Baptist choir」パール・クレイ(真珠色の粘土)、ホワイトサンズ(白い砂)。物語クラブでお話を作ったとき、ダイアナは困るとすぐに登場人物を殺してしまうとアンは批評していましたが(CHAPTER XXVI with impression The Story Club Is Formed )、登場人物の名前に困ると、つい、土地の名前を借りてくる癖がモードにはあった???(Charlotte Gillisがシャーロットタウンに行く前のところに出てきたり…… CHAPTER XXIX with impression An Epoch in Anne s Life ) 「Baptist」松本訳注第33章(1) p. 525参照 had been asked to sing a duet; Milton Clark of Newbridge was to give a violin solo; Winnie Adella Blair of Carmody was to sing a Scotch ballad; 気にしすぎでしょうけども「Winnie Adella Blair of Carmody」の頭文字がWABCとABCになっているのも意味があるか(あまり面白くない駄洒落かなにか)と思ってしまったり…… and Laura Spencer of Spencervale Spencervaleの Laura Spencerさん…… and Anne Shirley of Avonlea were to recite. As Anne would have said at one time, it was "an epoch in her life," 「"an epoch in her life"」もう、自分の作品を「古典扱い」にしている?>モードやりすぎよ…… CHAPTER XXIX with impression An Epoch in Anne s Life ) and she was deliciously athrill with the excitement of it. Matthew was in the seventh heaven of gratified pride over the honor conferred on his Anne 「the seventh heaven」チャーリー・スローンとマシューは似ている……(CHAPTER XVII with impression? A New Interest in Life) and Marilla was not far behind, although she would have died rather than admit it, and said she didn t think it was very proper for a lot of young folks to be gadding over to the hotel without any responsible person with them. Anne and Diana were to drive over with Jane Andrews and her brother Billy in their double-seated buggy; and several other Avonlea girls and boys were going too. There was a party of visitors expected out from town, and after the concert a supper was to be given to the performers. 「supper」ホテルの夕食はディナーじゃなかったの?残念。そういえば、アンはダイアナと一緒にバリーさんに連れていってもらってディナーをいただいたんでしょうか。この丁度1年前あたりのことですが(CHAPTER XXX with impression The Queens Class Is Organized) "Do you really think the organdy will be best?" queried Anne anxiously. "I don t think it s as pretty as my blue-flowered muslin--and it certainly isn t so fashionable." "But it suits you ever so much better," said Diana. "It s so soft and frilly and clinging. The muslin is stiff, and makes you look too dressed up. But the organdy seems as if it grew on you." Anne sighed and yielded. Diana was beginning to have a reputation for notable taste in dressing, and her advice on such subjects was much sought after. She was looking very pretty herself on this particular night in a dress of the lovely wild-rose pink, from which Anne was forever debarred; but she was not to take any part in the concert, so her appearance was of minor importance. All her pains were bestowed upon Anne, who, she vowed, must, for the credit of Avonlea, be dressed and combed and adorned to the Queen s taste. "Pull out that frill a little more--so; here, let me tie your sash; now for your slippers. I m going to braid your hair in two thick braids, and tie them halfway up with big white bows-- 「braids」緑色に髪を染めてしまって、ばっさり切ってから(CHAPTER XXVII with impression Vanity and Vexation of Spirit)、2年4ヶ月。みっともないということはないにせよ、まだあまり長くなっていないはず。せいぜい、肩くらい。そうすると、太めに編んだ2本の髪を大きな白いリボンでまとめてちょっと浮かすといっても、短いので、編んだ髪をきゅっと後ろでまとめて(まとめ方によってはおだんご?)白いリボンに隠れるくらいでしょうか no, don t pull out a single curl over your forehead--just have the soft part. There is no way you do your hair suits you so well, Anne, and Mrs. Allan says you look like a Madonna when you part it so. I shall fasten this little white house rose just behind your ear. There was just one on my bush, and I saved it for you." "Shall I put my pearl beads on?" asked Anne. "Matthew brought me a string from town last week, and I know he d like to see them on me." Diana pursed up her lips, put her black head on one side critically, and finally pronounced in favor of the beads, which were thereupon tied around Anne s slim milk-white throat. "There s something so stylish about you, Anne," said Diana, with unenvious admiration. "You hold your head with such an air. I suppose it s your figure. I am just a dumpling. I ve always been afraid of it, and now I know it is so. Well, I suppose I shall just have to resign myself to it." "But you have such dimples," said Anne, smiling affectionately into the pretty, vivacious face so near her own. 「the pretty, vivacious face so near her own」顔を近づけて:ふたりの親しさ、近しさがよくでている。これを読むと、ダイアナとはじめて会った日の様子を読者に思い出させる、そういうふうに仕込んであるとは考えすぎ?「The two little girls walked with their arms about each other.」(CHAPTER XII with impression? A Solemn Vow and Promise) "Lovely dimples, like little dents in cream. I have given up all hope of dimples. My dimple-dream will never come true; but so many of my dreams have that I mustn t complain. Am I all ready now?" "All ready," assured Diana, as Marilla appeared in the doorway, a gaunt figure with grayer hair than of yore and no fewer angles, but with a much softer face. 「a gaunt figure with grayer hair than of yore and no fewer angles, but with a much softer face.」マリラもいくらか変わったところがある。やせていかつい体つきは変わらないが、白髪が増え、やさしい顔つきになった「Marilla was a tall, thin woman, with angles and without curves; her dark hair showed some gray streaks ... She looked like a woman of narrow experience and rigid conscience, which she was; but there was a saving something about her mouth which, if it had been ever so slightly developed, might have been considered indicative of a sense of humor.」(CHAPTER I with impression Mrs. Rachel Lynde is Surprised) "Come right in and look at our elocutionist, Marilla. Doesn t she look lovely?" 「elocutionist」あとでプロがでてくる伏線 Marilla emitted a sound between a sniff and a grunt. "She looks neat and proper. 「She」会話の流れからだけでなく、アンをSheと言っていることからも、ダイアナと話していることがわかる。少なくともはじめは I like that way of fixing her hair. But I expect she ll ruin that dress driving over there in the dust and dew with it, and it looks most too thin for these damp nights. Organdy s the most unserviceable stuff in the world anyhow, and I told Matthew so when he got it. But there is no use in saying anything to Matthew nowadays. Time was when he would take my advice, 「Time was when」= There was time when but now he just buys things for Anne regardless, and the clerks at Carmody know they can palm anything off on him. 「palm off」だましてつかませる:あとで、palmも鍵になる マシューがアンの服を、レイチェルやマリラの助けを借りずに買ってやっている!はいはい、ちゃんと CHAPTER XXV with impression? Matthew Insists on Puffed Sleeves を思い出しましたよ Just let them tell him a thing is pretty and fashionable, and Matthew plunks his money down for it. Mind you keep your skirt clear of the wheel, Anne, and put your warm jacket on." 「your... Anne」ここではもちろん、アンに言っている Then Marilla stalked downstairs, thinking proudly how sweet Anne looked, with that "One moonbeam from the forehead to the crown" 「One moonbeam from the forehead to the crown」松本訳注第33章(2) p. 525参照 and regretting that she could not go to the concert herself to hear her girl recite. "I wonder if it IS too damp for my dress," said Anne anxiously. "Not a bit of it," said Diana, pulling up the window blind. "It s a perfect night, and there won t be any dew. Look at the moonlight." "I m so glad my window looks east into the sunrising," said Anne, この言葉を聞いて(読んで)、アンがグリーンゲイブルズではじめて迎えた朝の様子(CHAPTER IV with impression? Morning at Green Gables)を思い出してしまうのは、モードのワナにはまってしまったのかしら going over to Diana. "It s so splendid to see the morning coming up over those long hills and glowing through those sharp fir tops. It s new every morning, 「It s new every morning」松本訳注第33章(3) p. 525参照 and I feel as if I washed my very soul in that bath of earliest sunshine. Oh, Diana, I love this little room so dearly. I don t know how I ll get along without it when I go to town next month." "Don t speak of your going away tonight," begged Diana. "I don t want to think of it, it makes me so miserable, and I do want to have a good time this evening. What are you going to recite, Anne? And are you nervous?" "Not a bit. I ve recited so often in public I don t mind at all now. 緊張していないとの答えも、あとの伏線 I ve decided to give `The Maiden s Vow. 「The Maiden s Vow」松本訳注第33章(4) p. 526参照 It s so pathetic. Laura Spencer is going to give a comic recitation, but I d rather make people cry than laugh." "What will you recite if they encore you?" "They won t dream of encoring me," scoffed Anne, who was not without her own secret hopes that they would, and already visioned herself telling Matthew all about it at the next morning s breakfast table. "There are Billy and Jane now-- I hear the wheels. Come on." Billy Andrews insisted that Anne should ride on the front seat with him, so she unwillingly climbed up. She would have much preferred to sit back with the girls, where she could have laughed and chattered to her heart s content. このdouble-seated buggyに、アン、ビリーが前、ダイアナ、ジェーンが後ろに乗り込んだということは2列はみな前向き There was not much of either laughter or chatter in Billy. He was a big, fat, stolid youth of twenty, with a round, expressionless face, and a painful lack of conversational gifts. 「a painful lack of conversational gifts」このビリーの描写、ちょっとひどーい But he admired Anne immensely, and was puffed up with pride over the prospect of driving to White Sands with that slim, upright figure beside him. Anne, by dint of talking over her shoulder to the girls and occasionally passing a sop of civility to Billy--who grinned and chuckled and never could think of any reply until it was too late--contrived to enjoy the drive in spite of all. It was a night for enjoyment. The road was full of buggies, all bound for the hotel, and laughter, silver clear, echoed and reechoed along it. When they reached the hotel it was a blaze of light from top to bottom. They were met by the ladies of the concert committee, one of whom took Anne off to the performers dressing room which was filled with the members of a Charlottetown Symphony Club, 「Charlottetown Symphony Club」松本訳注第33章(5) p. 527参照 among whom Anne felt suddenly shy and frightened and countrified. Her dress, which, in the east gable, had seemed so dainty and pretty, now seemed simple and plain--too simple and plain, she thought, among all the silks and laces that glistened and rustled around her. 「the silks and laces」ここでは特定の、ではないのですが、絹とレースで華やかさを表している What were her pearl beads compared to the diamonds of the big, handsome lady near her? And how poor her one wee white rose must look beside all the hothouse flowers the others wore! Anne laid her hat and jacket away, and shrank miserably into a corner. She wished herself back in the white room at Green Gables. It was still worse on the platform of the big concert hall of the hotel, where she presently found herself. The electric lights dazzled her eyes, 「electric lights」電灯! the perfume and hum bewildered her. She wished she were sitting down in the audience with Diana and Jane, who seemed to be having a splendid time away at the back. She was wedged in between a stout lady in pink silk and a tall, scornful-looking girl in a white-lace dress. 「a stout lady in pink silk and a tall, scornful-looking girl in a white-lace dress」絹やレースの華やかなドレスを着た人の代表(ほとんど生贄?)の登場 The stout lady occasionally turned her head squarely around and surveyed Anne through her eyeglasses until Anne, acutely sensitive of being so scrutinized, felt that she must scream aloud; and the white-lace girl kept talking audibly to her next neighbor about the "country bumpkins" and "rustic belles" in the audience, languidly anticipating "such fun" from the displays of local talent on the program. Anne believed that she would hate that white-lace girl to the end of life. 「to the end of life」久々の big words Unfortunately for Anne, a professional elocutionist was staying at the hotel and had consented to recite. She was a lithe, dark-eyed woman in a wonderful gown of shimmering gray stuff like woven moonbeams, with gems on her neck and in her dark hair. She had a marvelously flexible voice and wonderful power of expression; the audience went wild over her selection. Anne, forgetting all about herself and her troubles for the time, listened with rapt and shining eyes; but when the recitation ended she suddenly put her hands over her face. She could never get up and recite after that--never. Had she ever thought she could recite? Oh, if she were only back at Green Gables! 「if she were only」仮定法:できさえすればいいのに、できない At this unpropitious moment her name was called. Somehow Anne--who did not notice the rather guilty little start of surprise the white-lace girl gave, and would not have understood the subtle compliment implied therein if she had--got on her feet, and moved dizzily out to the front. She was so pale that Diana and Jane, down in the audience, clasped each other s hands in nervous sympathy. Anne was the victim of an overwhelming attack of stage fright. Often as she had recited in public, she had never before faced such an audience as this, and the sight of it paralyzed her energies completely. Everything was so strange, so brilliant, so bewildering--the rows of ladies in evening dress, the critical faces, the whole atmosphere of wealth and culture about her. Very different this from the plain benches 「Very different this from」たぶん、This was very different fromとすると普通の文になる at the Debating Club, filled with the homely, sympathetic faces of friends and neighbors. These people, she thought, would be merciless critics. Perhaps, like the white-lace girl, they anticipated amusement from her "rustic" efforts. She felt hopelessly, helplessly ashamed and miserable. Her knees trembled, her heart fluttered, a horrible faintness came over her; not a word could she utter, and the next moment she would have fled from the platform despite the humiliation which, she felt, must ever after be her portion if she did so. But suddenly, as her dilated, frightened eyes gazed out over the audience, she saw Gilbert Blythe away at the back of the room, bending forward with a smile on his face--a smile which seemed to Anne at once triumphant and taunting. In reality it was nothing of the kind. Gilbert was merely smiling with appreciation of the whole affair in general and of the effect produced by Anne s slender white form and spiritual face against a background of palms in particular. 「palms」またもやpalm。ここでは、ヤシ/シュロの木ととるのが素直。palmの入ったイディオムでは、上のマシューのところの「だましてつかませる(palm off)」のほか、「yeild (give) the palm to ~に勝ちを譲る、負ける」もある。ここは、ギルバートがアンの出演を素直に認めていて、しかも、自分が出ていないことも許している、ということがあるのかも、なんて思ってしまったり。想像しすぎかしら。againstという単語からそんな気がしてきてしまったのですが……。ギルバートはもう何度も出演している、という話題がCHAPTER XIX with impression? A Concert a Catastrophe and a Confession にあったりします。 "Hasn t it been a delightful time?" sighed Anne rapturously. "It must be splendid to get up and recite there. Do you suppose we will ever be asked to do it, Diana?" "Yes, of course, someday. They re always wanting the big scholars to recite. Gilbert Blythe does often and he s only two years older than us. もっともこれはThe Avonlea Debating Clubの話で、ホワイトサンズのホテルのConcertに比べれば小さなもの。 Josie Pye, whom he had driven over, sat beside him, and her face certainly was both triumphant and taunting. But Anne did not see Josie, and would not have cared if she had. She drew a long breath and flung her head up proudly, courage and determination tingling over her like an electric shock. She WOULD NOT fail before Gilbert Blythe-- またまたあ、もう…… he should never be able to laugh at her, never, never! Her fright and nervousness vanished; and she began her recitation, her clear, sweet voice reaching to the farthest corner of the room without a tremor or a break. Self-possession was fully restored to her, and in the reaction from that horrible moment of powerlessness she recited as she had never done before. When she finished there were bursts of honest applause. Anne, stepping back to her seat, blushing with shyness and delight, found her hand vigorously clasped and shaken by the stout lady in pink silk. "My dear, you did splendidly," she puffed. "I ve been crying like a baby, actually I have. There, they re encoring you-- they re bound to have you back!" "Oh, I can t go," said Anne confusedly. "But yet--I must, or Matthew will be disappointed. He said they would encore me." "Then don t disappoint Matthew," said the pink lady, laughing. Smiling, blushing, limpid eyed, Anne tripped back and gave a quaint, funny little selection that captivated her audience still further. The rest of the evening was quite a little triumph for her. When the concert was over, the stout, pink lady--who was the wife of an American millionaire--took her under her wing, and introduced her to everybody; and everybody was very nice to her. The professional elocutionist, Mrs. Evans, came and chatted with her, telling her that she had a charming voice and "interpreted" her selections beautifully. 「"interpreted"」わざわさクォーテーションで(Puffin Books版ではシングル)囲んでいるところを見ると、「解釈」と「演出(表現)」の両方をもったいぶって説明され、ほめられたんでしょうか Even the white-lace girl paid her a languid little compliment. They had supper in the big, beautifully decorated dining room; 「supper」やはりdinnerではないので、少し軽い? Diana and Jane were invited to partake of this, also, since they had come with Anne, but Billy was nowhere to be found, having decamped in mortal fear of some such invitation. He was in waiting for them, with the team, 「team」(車、ソリにつながれた)動物の1組。大型馬車だけあって、2頭立て? however, when it was all over, and the three girls came merrily out into the calm, white moonshine radiance. Anne breathed deeply, and looked into the clear sky beyond the dark boughs of the firs. Oh, it was good to be out again in the purity and silence of the night! 人工的な室内よりやっぱりプリンスエドワード島の自然のほうがいい、は、アンのいつもの、そして、下での発言にある気持そのもの。あ、ここでは、CHAPTER II with impression Matthew Cuthbert is surprised の「This Island is the bloomiest place. I just love it already, and I m so glad I m going to live here. I ve always heard that Prince Edward Island was the prettiest place in the world, and I used to imagine I was living here, but I never really expected I would.」とのアンのおしゃべりを思い出すべきでしょうか How great and still and wonderful everything was, with the murmur of the sea sounding through it and the darkling cliffs beyond like grim giants guarding enchanted coasts. "Hasn t it been a perfectly splendid time?" sighed Jane, as they drove away. "I just wish I was a rich American and could spend my summer at a hotel and wear jewels and low-necked dresses and have ice cream and chicken salad every blessed day. 「chicken salad」鶏料理はやはり贅沢? I m sure it would be ever so much more fun than teaching school. Anne, your recitation was simply great, although I thought at first you were never going to begin. I think it was better than Mrs. Evans s." "Oh, no, don t say things like that, Jane," said Anne quickly, "because it sounds silly. It couldn t be better than Mrs. Evans s, you know, for she is a professional, and I m only a schoolgirl, with a little knack of reciting. I m quite satisfied if the people just liked mine pretty well." "I ve a compliment for you, Anne," said Diana. "At least I think it must be a compliment because of the tone he said it in. Part of it was anyhow. There was an American sitting behind Jane and me--such a romantic-looking man, with coal-black hair and eyes. Josie Pye says he is a distinguished artist, and that her mother s cousin in Boston is married to a man that used to go to school with him. Well, we heard him say--didn t we, Jane?--`Who is that girl on the platform with the splendid Titian hair? She has a face I should like to paint. There now, Anne. But what does Titian hair mean?" "Being interpreted it means plain red, I guess," laughed Anne. "Titian was a very famous artist who liked to paint red-haired women." 「Titian」松本訳注第33章(6) p. 527参照 "DID you see all the diamonds those ladies wore?" sighed Jane. "They were simply dazzling. Wouldn t you just love to be rich, girls?" "We ARE rich," said Anne staunchly. "Why, we have sixteen years to our credit, 胸の張れる16年間。こういうメッセージ性はこの「赤毛のアン」の人気のひとつかも。そして、アンがグリーンゲイブルズに来てから幸せな日々を過ごしてきたことの意味でもある and we re happy as queens, and we ve all got imaginations, more or less. Look at that sea, girls--all silver and shadow and vision of things not seen. We couldn t enjoy its loveliness any more if we had millions of dollars and ropes of diamonds. You wouldn t change into any of those women if you could. Would you want to be that white-lace girl and wear a sour look all your life, as if you d been born turning up your nose at the world? Or the pink lady, kind and nice as she is, so stout and short that you d really no figure at all? Or even Mrs. Evans, with that sad, sad look in her eyes? She must have been dreadfully unhappy sometime to have such a look. You KNOW you wouldn t, Jane Andrews!" これ、アン。アラン夫人の言葉を忘れたのかい。Mrs. Allan says we should never make uncharitable speeches; but they do slip out so often before you think, don t they?CHAPTER XXVI with impression The Story Club Is Formed "I DON T know--exactly," said Jane unconvinced. "I think diamonds would comfort a person for a good deal." ジェーンのこの言葉も、それはそれで普通の感覚 "Well, I don t want to be anyone but myself, even if I go uncomforted by diamonds all my life," declared Anne. "I m quite content to be Anne of Green Gables, with my string of pearl beads. I know Matthew gave me as much love with them as ever went with Madame the Pink Lady s jewels." ワタシはワタシ。グリーンゲイブルズのアンでいたい。こういうふうに言える子供時代を過ごせるのは幸せ CHAPTER XXXII UP CHAPTER XXXIV 27 28 July 2007 今日 - | 昨日 - | Total - since 27 July 2007 last update 2007-07-28 13 14 05 (Sat)
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CHAPTER XXVI UP CHAPTER XXVIII CHAPTER XXVII Vanity and Vexation of Spirit Marilla, walking home one late April evening from an Aid meeting, realized that the winter was over and gone with the thrill of delight that spring never fails to bring to the oldest and saddest as well as to the youngest and merriest. Marilla was not given to subjective analysis of her thoughts and feelings. She probably imagined that she was thinking about the Aids and their missionary box and the new carpet for the vestry room, but under these reflections was a harmonious consciousness of red fields smoking into pale-purply mists in the declining sun, of long, sharp-pointed fir shadows falling over the meadow beyond the brook, of still, crimson-budded maples around a mirrorlike wood pool, of a wakening in the world and a stir of hidden pulses under the gray sod. The spring was abroad in the land and Marilla s sober, middle-aged step was lighter and swifter because of its deep, primal gladness. Her eyes dwelt affectionately on Green Gables, peering through its network of trees and reflecting the sunlight back from its windows in several little coruscations of glory. Marilla, as she picked her steps along the damp lane, thought that it was really a satisfaction to know that she was going home to a briskly snapping wood fire and a table nicely spread for tea, instead of to the cold comfort of old Aid meeting evenings before Anne had come to Green Gables. Consequently, when Marilla entered her kitchen and found the fire black out, with no sign of Anne anywhere, she felt justly disappointed and irritated. She had told Anne to be sure and have tea ready at five o clock, but now she must hurry to take off her second-best dress and prepare the meal herself against Matthew s return from plowing. "I ll settle Miss Anne when she comes home," said Marilla grimly, as she shaved up kindlings with a carving knife and with more vim than was strictly necessary. Matthew had come in and was waiting patiently for his tea in his corner. "She s gadding off somewhere with Diana, writing stories or practicing dialogues or some such tomfoolery, and never thinking once about the time or her duties. She s just got to be pulled up short and sudden on this sort of thing. I don t care if Mrs. Allan does say she s the brightest and sweetest child she ever knew. She may be bright and sweet enough, but her head is full of nonsense and there s never any knowing what shape it ll break out in next. Just as soon as she grows out of one freak she takes up with another. But there! Here I am saying the very thing I was so riled with Rachel Lynde for saying at the Aid today. I was real glad when Mrs. Allan spoke up for Anne, for if she hadn t I know I d have said something too sharp to Rachel before everybody. Anne s got plenty of faults, goodness knows, and far be it from me to deny it. But I m bringing her up and not Rachel Lynde, who d pick faults in the Angel Gabriel himself if he lived in Avonlea. Just the same, Anne has no business to leave the house like this when I told her she was to stay home this afternoon and look after things. I must say, with all her faults, I never found her disobedient or untrustworthy before and I m real sorry to find her so now." "Well now, I dunno," said Matthew, who, being patient and wise and, above all, hungry, had deemed it best to let Marilla talk her wrath out unhindered, having learned by experience that she got through with whatever work was on hand much quicker if not delayed by untimely argument. "Perhaps you re judging her too hasty, Marilla. Don t call her untrustworthy until you re sure she has disobeyed you. Mebbe it can all be explained--Anne s a great hand at explaining." "She s not here when I told her to stay," retorted Marilla. "I reckon she ll find it hard to explain THAT to my satisfaction. Of course I knew you d take her part, Matthew. But I m bringing her up, not you." It was dark when supper was ready, and still no sign of Anne, coming hurriedly over the log bridge or up Lover s Lane, breathless and repentant with a sense of neglected duties. Marilla washed and put away the dishes grimly. Then, wanting a candle to light her way down the cellar, she went up to the east gable for the one that generally stood on Anne s table. Lighting it, she turned around to see Anne herself lying on the bed, face downward among the pillows. "Mercy on us," said astonished Marilla, "have you been asleep, Anne?" "No," was the muffled reply. "Are you sick then?" demanded Marilla anxiously, going over to the bed. Anne cowered deeper into her pillows as if desirous of hiding herself forever from mortal eyes. "No. But please, Marilla, go away and don t look at me. I m in the depths of despair and I don t care who gets head in class or writes the best composition or sings in the Sunday-school choir any more. Little things like that are of no importance now because I don t suppose I ll ever be able to go anywhere again. My career is closed. Please, Marilla, go away and don t look at me." "Did anyone ever hear the like?" the mystified Marilla wanted to know. "Anne Shirley, whatever is the matter with you? What have you done? Get right up this minute and tell me. This minute, I say. There now, what is it?" Anne had slid to the floor in despairing obedience. "Look at my hair, Marilla," she whispered. Accordingly, Marilla lifted her candle and looked scrutinizingly at Anne s hair, flowing in heavy masses down her back. It certainly had a very strange appearance. "Anne Shirley, what have you done to your hair? Why, it s GREEN!" Green it might be called, if it were any earthly color--a queer, dull, bronzy green, with streaks here and there of the original red to heighten the ghastly effect. Never in all her life had Marilla seen anything so grotesque as Anne s hair at that moment. "Yes, it s green," moaned Anne. "I thought nothing could be as bad as red hair. But now I know it s ten times worse to have green hair. Oh, Marilla, you little know how utterly wretched I am." "I little know how you got into this fix, but I mean to find out," said Marilla. "Come right down to the kitchen--it s too cold up here--and tell me just what you ve done. I ve been expecting something queer for some time. You haven t got into any scrape for over two months, and I was sure another one was due. Now, then, what did you do to your hair?" "I dyed it." "Dyed it! Dyed your hair! Anne Shirley, didn t you know it was a wicked thing to do?" "Yes, I knew it was a little wicked," admitted Anne. "But I thought it was worth while to be a little wicked to get rid of red hair. I counted the cost, Marilla. Besides, I meant to be extra good in other ways to make up for it." "Well," said Marilla sarcastically, "if I d decided it was worth while to dye my hair I d have dyed it a decent color at least. I wouldn t have dyed it green." "But I didn t mean to dye it green, Marilla," protested Anne dejectedly. "If I was wicked I meant to be wicked to some purpose. He said it would turn my hair a beautiful raven black--he positively assured me that it would. How could I doubt his word, Marilla? I know what it feels like to have your word doubted. And Mrs. Allan says we should never suspect anyone of not telling us the truth unless we have proof that they re not. I have proof now--green hair is proof enough for anybody. But I hadn t then and I believed every word he said IMPLICITLY." "Who said? Who are you talking about?" "The peddler that was here this afternoon. I bought the dye from him." "Anne Shirley, how often have I told you never to let one of those Italians in the house! I don t believe in encouraging them to come around at all." "Oh, I didn t let him in the house. I remembered what you told me, and I went out, carefully shut the door, and looked at his things on the step. Besides, he wasn t an Italian--he was a German Jew. He had a big box full of very interesting things and he told me he was working hard to make enough money to bring his wife and children out from Germany. He spoke so feelingly about them that it touched my heart. I wanted to buy something from him to help him in such a worthy object. Then all at once I saw the bottle of hair dye. The peddler said it was warranted to dye any hair a beautiful raven black and wouldn t wash off. In a trice I saw myself with beautiful raven-black hair and the temptation was irresistible. But the price of the bottle was seventy-five cents and I had only fifty cents left out of my chicken money. I think the peddler had a very kind heart, for he said that, seeing it was me, he d sell it for fifty cents and that was just giving it away. So I bought it, and as soon as he had gone I came up here and applied it with an old hairbrush as the directions said. I used up the whole bottle, and oh, Marilla, when I saw the dreadful color it turned my hair I repented of being wicked, I can tell you. And I ve been repenting ever since." "Well, I hope you ll repent to good purpose," said Marilla severely, "and that you ve got your eyes opened to where your vanity has led you, Anne. Goodness knows what s to be done. I suppose the first thing is to give your hair a good washing and see if that will do any good." Accordingly, Anne washed her hair, scrubbing it vigorously with soap and water, but for all the difference it made she might as well have been scouring its original red. The peddler had certainly spoken the truth when he declared that the dye wouldn t wash off, however his veracity might be impeached in other respects. "Oh, Marilla, what shall I do?" questioned Anne in tears. "I can never live this down. People have pretty well forgotten my other mistakes--the liniment cake and setting Diana drunk and flying into a temper with Mrs. Lynde. But they ll never forget this. They will think I am not respectable. Oh, Marilla, `what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive. That is poetry, but it is true. And oh, how Josie Pye will laugh! Marilla, I CANNOT face Josie Pye. I am the unhappiest girl in Prince Edward Island." Anne s unhappiness continued for a week. During that time she went nowhere and shampooed her hair every day. Diana alone of outsiders knew the fatal secret, but she promised solemnly never to tell, and it may be stated here and now that she kept her word. At the end of the week Marilla said decidedly "It s no use, Anne. That is fast dye if ever there was any. Your hair must be cut off; there is no other way. You can t go out with it looking like that." Anne s lips quivered, but she realized the bitter truth of Marilla s remarks. With a dismal sigh she went for the scissors. "Please cut it off at once, Marilla, and have it over. Oh, I feel that my heart is broken. This is such an unromantic affliction. The girls in books lose their hair in fevers or sell it to get money for some good deed, and I m sure I wouldn t mind losing my hair in some such fashion half so much. But there is nothing comforting in having your hair cut off because you ve dyed it a dreadful color, is there? I m going to weep all the time you re cutting it off, if it won t interfere. It seems such a tragic thing." Anne wept then, but later on, when she went upstairs and looked in the glass, she was calm with despair. Marilla had done her work thoroughly and it had been necessary to shingle the hair as closely as possible. The result was not becoming, to state the case as mildly as may be. Anne promptly turned her glass to the wall. "I ll never, never look at myself again until my hair grows," she exclaimed passionately. Then she suddenly righted the glass. "Yes, I will, too. I d do penance for being wicked that way. I ll look at myself every time I come to my room and see how ugly I am. And I won t try to imagine it away, either. I never thought I was vain about my hair, of all things, but now I know I was, in spite of its being red, because it was so long and thick and curly. I expect something will happen to my nose next." Anne s clipped head made a sensation in school on the following Monday, but to her relief nobody guessed the real reason for it, not even Josie Pye, who, however, did not fail to inform Anne that she looked like a perfect scarecrow. "I didn t say anything when Josie said that to me," Anne confided that evening to Marilla, who was lying on the sofa after one of her headaches, "because I thought it was part of my punishment and I ought to bear it patiently. It s hard to be told you look like a scarecrow and I wanted to say something back. But I didn t. I just swept her one scornful look and then I forgave her. It makes you feel very virtuous when you forgive people, doesn t it? I mean to devote all my energies to being good after this and I shall never try to be beautiful again. Of course it s better to be good. I know it is, but it s sometimes so hard to believe a thing even when you know it. I do really want to be good, Marilla, like you and Mrs. Allan and Miss Stacy, and grow up to be a credit to you. Diana says when my hair begins to grow to tie a black velvet ribbon around my head with a bow at one side. She says she thinks it will be very becoming. I will call it a snood--that sounds so romantic. But am I talking too much, Marilla? Does it hurt your head?" "My head is better now. It was terrible bad this afternoon, though. These headaches of mine are getting worse and worse. I ll have to see a doctor about them. As for your chatter, I don t know that I mind it--I ve got so used to it." Which was Marilla s way of saying that she liked to hear it. CHAPTER XXVI UP CHAPTER XXVIII 今日 - | 昨日 - | Total - since 05 June 2007 last update 2007-06-05 01 19 44 (Tue)
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CHAPTER XXIX UP CHAPTER XXXI CHAPTER XXX The Queens Class Is Organized Puffin Books版では「The Queen s Class Is Organized」とアポストロフィが入っています この第30章では、「The Queen s」としかでていませんが、もう少し正式(っぽい)のはCHAPTER XV A Tempest in the School Teapot に「Queen s Academy at Charlottetown」とでてきました。Universityではなく、Colloge相当と考えるのがいいはず。日本の戦前の師範学校相当の感じのはず。戦前の日本でも女性であっても師範学校や女子高等師範(現 お茶の水女子大学)には進学できた。あ……、ちゃんと資料を示さないといけませんね(しばらくお待ちを)。 第30章 クイーン学院受験クラス、編成される(松本訳) Marilla laid her knitting on her lap 「on her lap」これはやっぱり「膝の上」以外訳しようがないと見た。でもkneeとは違う and leaned back in her chair. Her eyes were tired, and she thought vaguely that she must see about having her glasses changed the next time she went to town, for her eyes had grown tired very often of late. 「of late」で「近ごろ」。「tired of」のofではない It was nearly dark, for the full November twilight had fallen around Green Gables, 「full November」は、Puffin Books版では「dull November」。文脈からすると、Gutenberg版は不自然 「November」もう11月! and the only light in the kitchen came from the dancing red flames in the stove. Anne was curled up Turk-fashion on the hearthrug, 「curled up Turk-fashion」は松本訳(p.344)では「トルコ人のようにあぐらをかいてすわり」。curl upは、「腰のところで折れて」のような意味もあるらしいのですが、英語圏にない様子の表現はなんだがわかりづらい。英語話者の読者はわかるんでしょうか…… gazing into that joyous glow where the sunshine of a hundred summers was being distilled from the maple cordwood. She had been reading, but her book had slipped to the floor, and now she was dreaming, with a smile on her parted lips. Glittering castles in Spain were shaping themselves out of the mists and rainbows of her lively fancy; 「Glittering castles in Spain」松本訳注第30章(1) p. 518参照 adventures wonderful and enthralling were happening to her in cloudland--adventures that always turned out triumphantly and never involved her in scrapes like those of actual life. Marilla looked at her with a tenderness that would never have been suffered to reveal itself in any clearer light than that soft mingling of fireshine and shadow. The lesson of a love that should display itself easily in spoken word and open look was one Marilla could never learn. But she had learned to love this slim, gray-eyed girl with an affection all the deeper and stronger from its very undemonstrativeness. Her love made her afraid of being unduly indulgent, indeed. She had an uneasy feeling that it was rather sinful to set one s heart so intensely on any human creature as she had set hers on Anne, and perhaps she performed a sort of unconscious penance for this by being stricter and more critical than if the girl had been less dear to her. 「sinful」とか「penance」とかキリスト教的な表現な上に、神様よりも人間を愛するのはいけないというのは、あまりにも文化(というか宗教的価値観というか)の違いを感じざるをえません Certainly Anne herself had no idea how Marilla loved her. She sometimes thought wistfully that Marilla was very hard to please and distinctly lacking in sympathy and understanding. But she always checked the thought reproachfully, remembering what she owed to Marilla. "Anne," said Marilla abruptly, "Miss Stacy was here this afternoon when you were out with Diana." ここでは「out」 Anne came back from her other world with a start and a sigh. 「start」びくっとすること "Was she? Oh, I m so sorry I wasn t in. ここでは「in」 Why didn t you call me, Marilla? Diana and I were only over in the Haunted Wood. ここでは「over」 It s lovely in the woods now. All the little wood things--the ferns and the satin leaves and the crackerberries--have gone to sleep, just as if somebody had tucked them away until spring under a blanket of leaves. 「crackerberries」松本訳注第30章(2) p. 519参照 I think it was a little gray fairy with a rainbow scarf that came tiptoeing along the last moonlight night and did it. 「rainbow scarf」CHAPTER XXI A New Departure in Flavorings では、モミの木の樹脂を水につけてできた虹色をdryadがスカーフにするんじゃない?とダイアナに話しかけている。gray fairyではないけれども Diana wouldn t say much about that, though. Diana has never forgotten the scolding her mother gave her about imagining ghosts into the Haunted Wood. It had a very bad effect on Diana s imagination. It blighted it. 「It blighted it」主語のItはそのひとつまえの文のItと同じく、「お化けの森にお化けがいると想像して、お母さんのしかられたのをダイアナが忘れないこと」、あとのitは「Diana s imagination」 Mrs. Lynde says Myrtle Bell is a blighted being. 「blighted」はすぐ前の「It blighted it」を受けていて、言葉から言葉がでてくるアンお得意のおしゃべりになっている 「Myrtle」松本訳注第30章(3) p. 519参照。で、この注によれば、マートルは植物なので枯れる(blighted)。また、愛の象徴のヴィーナスの神木なので、失恋して枯れるというのもヒネリが効いている、とのこと I asked Ruby Gillis why Myrtle was blighted, and Ruby said she guessed it was because her young man had gone back on her. Ruby Gillis thinks of nothing but young men, and the older she gets the worse she is. Young men are all very well in their place, but it doesn t do to drag them into everything, does it? Diana and I are thinking seriously of promising each other that we will never marry but be nice old maids and live together forever. 「we will never marry but be nice old maids and live together forever」松本訳注第30章(4) p. 519参照 Diana hasn t quite made up her mind though, because she thinks perhaps it would be nobler to marry some wild, dashing, wicked young man and reform him. Diana and I talk a great deal about serious subjects now, you know. We feel that we are so much older than we used to be that it isn t becoming to talk of childish matters. 成長の過程で必ず、しかも、かなり長い間持ち続ける感覚…… It s such a solemn thing to be almost fourteen, Marilla. 11月ということは、あと2ヶ月(ダイアナ)か3ヶ月(アン)あることはある Miss Stacy took all us girls who are in our teens down to the brook last Wednesday, and talked to us about it. She said we couldn t be too careful what habits we formed and what ideals we acquired in our teens, because by the time we were twenty our characters would be developed and the foundation laid for our whole future life. 大人が読むと、そして自らを振り返ってしまったりすると、「手遅れ」だったりして…… And she said if the foundation was shaky we could never build anything really worth while on it. Diana and I talked the matter over coming home from school. We felt extremely solemn, Marilla. And we decided that we would try to be very careful indeed and form respectable habits and learn all we could and be as sensible as possible, so that by the time we were twenty our characters would be properly developed. It s perfectly appalling to think of being twenty, Marilla. 「appalling」ものすごい、とか、恐しい、とか、いやな、とかプラスの感情だけではない表現 It sounds so fearfully old and grown up. 大人が読むと、「だったら、いいのに……」ではないかしら。こういうことを書いてあるあたり、この作品は大人の読み物で(も)あると思うのです But why was Miss Stacy here this afternoon?" "That is what I want to tell you, Anne, if you ll ever give me a chance to get a word in edgewise. She was talking about you." "About me?" Anne looked rather scared. Then she flushed and exclaimed "Oh, I know what she was saying. I meant to tell you, Marilla, honestly I did, but I forgot. Miss Stacy caught me reading Ben Hur in school yesterday afternoon when I should have been studying my Canadian history. 「Ben Hur」松本訳注第30章(5) p. 520参照。1880年発表 Jane Andrews lent it to me. I was reading it at dinner hour, and I had just got to the chariot race when school went in. I was simply wild to know how it turned out-- 「wild」夢中な、という意味もある although I felt sure Ben Hur must win, because it wouldn t be poetical justice if he didn t--so I spread the history open on my desk lid 「desk lid」天板がぱかっと開くタイプの机なので、天板をlidと言っている and then tucked Ben Hur between the desk and my knee. 「my knee」ひざで挟んだというか、ひざで本を机に押し付けたというか。はじめのところでマリラが編み物を置くのはher lapで(Marilla laid her knitting on her lap)、これは単に乗せただけでしょう。lapではさむのは服からしても、ねぇ…… I just looked as if I were studying Canadian history, you know, while all the while I was reveling in Ben Hur. I was so interested in it that I never noticed Miss Stacy coming down the aisle until all at once I just looked up and there she was looking down at me, so reproachful-like. 教壇とか通路から、ジツはよ~く見えたりしますからねえ I can t tell you how ashamed I felt, Marilla, especially when I heard Josie Pye giggling. Miss Stacy took Ben Hur away, but she never said a word then. She kept me in at recess and talked to me. She said I had done very wrong in two respects. First, I was wasting the time I ought to have put on my studies; and secondly, I was deceiving my teacher in trying to make it appear I was reading a history when it was a storybook instead. I had never realized until that moment, Marilla, that what I was doing was deceitful. I was shocked. I cried bitterly, and asked Miss Stacy to forgive me and I d never do such a thing again; and I offered to do penance by never so much as looking at Ben Hur for a whole week, not even to see how the chariot race turned out. But Miss Stacy said she wouldn t require that, and she forgave me freely. So I think it wasn t very kind of her to come up here to you about it after all." "Miss Stacy never mentioned such a thing to me, Anne, and its only your guilty conscience that s the matter with you. You have no business to be taking storybooks to school. You read too many novels anyhow. When I was a girl I wasn t so much as allowed to look at a novel." "Oh, how can you call Ben Hur a novel when it s really such a religious book?" protested Anne. "Of course it s a little too exciting to be proper reading for Sunday, 「it s a little too exciting to be proper reading for Sunday」松本訳注第30章(6) p. 520参照 and I only read it on weekdays. And I never read ANY book now unless either Miss Stacy or Mrs. Allan thinks it is a proper book for a girl thirteen and three-quarters to read. 「thirteen and three-quarters」13と4分の3歳、と、分数を普通に使うのは言葉の文化の違いですが、これはやっぱり、松本訳のように十三歳と九ヶ月(p. 349)としないとわかりませんよねえ Miss Stacy made me promise that. She found me reading a book one day called, The Lurid Mystery of the Haunted Hall. 「one day」これはベン・ハー事件より前のお話。マリラが、さあて、ランプを点けて……といいたくなるのはよくわかる It was one Ruby Gillis had lent me, and, oh, Marilla, it was so fascinating and creepy. It just curdled the blood in my veins. But Miss Stacy said it was a very silly, unwholesome book, and she asked me not to read any more of it or any like it. I didn t mind promising not to read any more like it, but it was AGONIZING to give back that book without knowing how it turned out. But my love for Miss Stacy stood the test and I did. It s really wonderful, Marilla, what you can do when you re truly anxious to please a certain person." "Well, I guess I ll light the lamp and get to work," said Marilla. 「the lamp」ランプであって、電灯ではない。このlampは、theと定冠詞になっているので、すぐ目の前にあるランプを点けようということか、または、ある、お決まりのランプを点けようということかも。このときまでは、「the only light in the kitchen came from the dancing red flames in the stove」(はじめのほう)であって、明りは点けていなかった "I see plainly that you don t want to hear what Miss Stacy had to say. You re more interested in the sound of your own tongue than in anything else." "Oh, indeed, Marilla, I do want to hear it," cried Anne contritely. "I won t say another word--not one. こうしゃべったあと、いっぱいしゃべってるじゃん I know I talk too much, but I am really trying to overcome it, and although I say far too much, yet if you only knew how many things I want to say and don t, you d give me some credit for it. Please tell me, Marilla." "Well, Miss Stacy wants to organize a class among her advanced students who mean to study for the entrance examination into Queen s. 「advanced」松本訳では「よくできる」(p. 349)。和訳ではこうせざるをえないと思いますが、CHAPTER XVII A New Interest in Lifeでアンとギルバートがthe fifth classに進む(これは実際は教科書の巻の5のセットを学ぶ許可がでると考えるほうがわかりやすいかも)という話題があるように、advancedは、理解が進んでいる(よくできる)、ということと、教科書が進んでいること(学年進行に近いけれども年齢が同一の子供でclassを構成するわけではないので、日本の学年進行とはニュアンスが異なる)とをいっぺんに表現しているはず。いわゆる飛び級が今でもときどきニュースになりますが、日本の一斉授業を頭に浮かべてしまうと誤解してしまうかもしれません She intends to give them extra lessons for an hour after school. アンたちのひとつ上の子たちはいないのかしら、と思ったり And she came to ask Matthew and me if we would like to have you join it. What do you think about it yourself, Anne? Would you like to go to Queen s and pass for a teacher?" "Oh, Marilla!" Anne straightened to her knees ずっと「あぐら」だったのでしょうね and clasped her hands. "It s been the dream of my life-- これをbig wordsと言わずに、と思って読むと、アンは自分でオチまで用意 that is, for the last six months, ever since Ruby and Jane began to talk of studying for the Entrance. But I didn t say anything about it, because I supposed it would be perfectly useless. I d love to be a teacher. But won t it be dreadfully expensive? Mr. Andrews says it cost him one hundred and fifty dollars to put Prissy through, 150ドル。牧師さんの1年の報酬が750ドル(CHAPTER XXI A New Departure in Flavorings)。すごくラフな計算をすると、丁度「万円」を後ろにつければ牧師さんの収入が今の日本と同じくらいでしょうか。または、それの2倍くらい?ちなみに2007年度の多くの国立大学の入学金は282,000円、授業料は535,800円なので、1年で817,800円。そうするとクイーン学院に行くのに150万円くらい必要なのかしら。それなりに大金。アンが言い出せないのもわかる and Prissy wasn t a dunce in geometry." Mr Philipsの指導のかいがあったようで、Queen sに進学し卒業できたようです。throughだから卒業したのでしょう、きっと。めでたしめでたし "I guess you needn t worry about that part of it. 「it」は、お金のこと、というのはすぐにわかるんですが、文法として考えると、どれを指すのでしょうか。前の段落??? When Matthew and I took you to bring up we resolved we would do the best we could for you and give you a good education. I believe in a girl being fitted to earn her own living whether she ever has to or not. う~ん、すばらしい。大正デモクラシーには早い時代ではありますが。 You ll always have a home at Green Gables as long as Matthew and I are here, 「a home at Green Gables」Green Gablesはhouseであって、アンのhomeは別物 マシューとマリラがいる間は、というところが、意味深長なのか(伏線?)、安心してよいということなのか but nobody knows what is going to happen in this uncertain world, 「uncertain world」は、何か具体的なことを意味しているのでしょうか(銀行の破綻のような)、それとも一般的な考えなのでしょうか and it s just as well to be prepared. So you can join the Queen s class if you like, Anne." "Oh, Marilla, thank you." Anne flung her arms about Marilla s waist and looked up earnestly into her face. "I m extremely grateful to you and Matthew. And I ll study as hard as I can and do my very best to be a credit to you. I warn you not to expect much in geometry, but I think I can hold my own in anything else if I work hard." "I dare say you ll get along well enough. Miss Stacy says you are bright and diligent." Not for worlds would Marilla have told Anne just what Miss Stacy had said about her; 倒置、仮定法 that would have been to pamper vanity. "You needn t rush to any extreme of killing yourself over your books. There is no hurry. You won t be ready to try the Entrance for a year and a half yet. But it s well to begin in time and be thoroughly grounded, Miss Stacy says." "I shall take more interest than ever in my studies now," said Anne blissfully, "because I have a purpose in life. Mr. Allan says everybody should have a purpose in life and pursue it faithfully. Only he says we must first make sure that it is a worthy purpose. I would call it a worthy purpose to want to be a teacher like Miss Stacy, wouldn t you, Marilla? I think it s a very noble profession." 「noble」! The Queen s class was organized in due time. Gilbert Blythe, Anne Shirley, Ruby Gillis, Jane Andrews, Josie Pye, Charlie Sloane, and Moody Spurgeon MacPherson joined it. この人物の紹介順序がなんとも。ギルバートがアンより前のところが、ね、思わせぶり。あとは順当でしょうけど。 Diana Barry did not, as her parents did not intend to send her to Queen s. This seemed nothing short of a calamity to Anne. Never, since the night on which Minnie May had had the croup, had she and Diana been separated in anything. 倒置:Never hade she...。で、since からコンマまでが挿入している On the evening when the Queen s class first remained in school for the extra lessons and Anne saw Diana go slowly out with the others, to walk home alone through the Birch Path and Violet Vale, it was all the former could do to keep her seat and refrain from rushing impulsively after her chum. A lump came into her throat, and she hastily retired behind the pages of her uplifted Latin grammar to hide the tears in her eyes. Not for worlds would Anne have had Gilbert Blythe or Josie Pye see those tears. "But, oh, Marilla, I really felt that I had tasted the bitterness of death, 「the bitterness of death」松本訳注第30章(7) p. 520参照 as Mr. Allan said in his sermon last Sunday, when I saw Diana go out alone," she said mournfully that night. "I thought how splendid it would have been if Diana had only been going to study for the Entrance, too. But we can t have things perfect in this imperfect world, as Mrs. Lynde says. Mrs. Lynde isn t exactly a comforting person sometimes, but there s no doubt she says a great many very true things. And I think the Queen s class is going to be extremely interesting. Jane and Ruby are just going to study to be teachers. That is the height of their ambition. Ruby says she will only teach for two years after she gets through, and then she intends to be married. Jane says she will devote her whole life to teaching, and never, never marry, because you are paid a salary for teaching, but a husband won t pay you anything, and growls if you ask for a share in the egg and butter money. 「the egg and butter money」こういう表現。なるほど~。shareしたいと言い出せるということは、卵を集めたり、バターを作ったりするのは女の仕事という意識があったのかも。リンド夫人が品評展覧会で一等賞をとるのはバターとチーズですし( CHAPTER XXIX An Epoch in Anne s Life) I expect Jane speaks from mournful experience, for Mrs. Lynde says that her father is a perfect old crank, and meaner than second skimmings. 「mean」けちな 「meaner than second skimmings」松本訳注第30章(8) p. 520参照 Josie Pye says she is just going to college for education s sake, because she won t have to earn her own living; she says of course it is different with orphans who are living on charity--THEY have to hustle. 「THEY」はorphans。お情けで生かしてもらっている孤児 「hustle」てきぱき働く。ビリヤードをするのではない Moody Spurgeon is going to be a minister. Mrs. Lynde says he couldn t be anything else with a name like that to live up to. 「he couldn t be anything else with a name like that to live up to」松本訳注第30章(9) p. 521参照 I hope it isn t wicked of me, Marilla, but really the thought of Moody Spurgeon being a minister makes me laugh. He s such a funny-looking boy with that big fat face, and his little blue eyes, and his ears sticking out like flaps. But perhaps he will be more intellectual looking when he grows up. Charlie Sloane says he s going to go into politics and be a member of Parliament, but Mrs. Lynde says he ll never succeed at that, because the Sloanes are all honest people, and it s only rascals that get on in politics nowadays." いつの時代も、どの国でも、正直者は政治家には向かないようで Queen s classの参加者のほぼ紹介順に、ギルバートを除いてですが、その志をアンが紹介。チャーリー・スローンはムーディー・マクファーソンより先に紹介されているけれども(紹介は地の文)志は後になっています。男の子は順序はあまり重要ではないかもしれないしね。どっちみちギルバート以外はふたりしかいないのだから。というふうに読んでくるとマリラが聞きたくなるのがわかるという具合になっているわけ "What is Gilbert Blythe going to be?" queried Marilla, seeing that Anne was opening her Caesar. 「Caesar s wife」で、公正を要求される人という意味があるけど関係ないか…… 「Caesar」松本訳注第30章(10) p. 521参照 "I don t happen to know what Gilbert Blythe s ambition in life is-- if he has any," said Anne scornfully. There was open rivalry between Gilbert and Anne now. Previously the rivalry had been rather onesided, but there was no longer any doubt that Gilbert was as determined to be first in class as Anne was. He was a foeman worthy of her steel. 「foe(man) worthy of one s steel」相手として不足のない敵 「He was a foeman worthy of her steel」松本訳注第30章(11) p. 521参照 The other members of the class tacitly acknowledged their superiority, 「acknowledge」認める and never dreamed of trying to compete with them. Since the day by the pond when she had refused to listen to his plea for forgiveness, Gilbert, save for the aforesaid determined rivalry, had evinced no recognition whatever of the existence of Anne Shirley. He talked and jested with the other girls, exchanged books and puzzles with them, discussed lessons and plans, sometimes walked home with one or the other of them from prayer meeting or Debating Club. But Anne Shirley he simply ignored, and Anne found out that it is not pleasant to be ignored. It was in vain that she told herself with a toss of her head that she did not care. Deep down in her wayward, feminine little heart she knew that she did care, and that if she had that chance of the Lake of Shining Waters again she would answer very differently. All at once, as it seemed, and to her secret dismay, she found that the old resentment she had cherished against him was gone--gone just when she most needed its sustaining power. It was in vain that she recalled every incident and emotion of that memorable occasion and tried to feel the old satisfying anger. That day by the pond had witnessed its last spasmodic flicker. Anne realized that she had forgiven and forgotten without knowing it. But it was too late. And at least neither Gilbert nor anybody else, not even Diana, should ever suspect how sorry she was and how much she wished she hadn t been so proud and horrid! She determined to "shroud her feelings in deepest oblivion," 「"shroud her feelings in deepest oblivion" 」松本訳注第30章(12) p. 521参照 and it may be stated here and now that she did it, so successfully that Gilbert, who possibly was not quite so indifferent as he seemed, could not console himself with any belief that Anne felt his retaliatory scorn. The only poor comfort he had was that she snubbed Charlie Sloane, unmercifully, continually, and undeservedly. Otherwise the winter passed away in a round of pleasant duties and studies. For Anne the days slipped by like golden beads on the necklace of the year. She was happy, eager, interested; there were lessons to be learned and honor to be won; delightful books to read; new pieces to be practiced for the Sunday-school choir; pleasant Saturday afternoons at the manse with Mrs. Allan; and then, almost before Anne realized it, 「it」後ろの春が来たことを指す spring had come again to Green Gables and all the world was abloom once more. Studies palled just a wee bit then; the Queen s class, left behind in school while the others scattered to green lanes and leafy wood cuts and meadow byways, looked wistfully out of the windows and discovered that Latin verbs and French exercises had somehow lost the tang and zest they had possessed in the crisp winter months. Even Anne and Gilbert lagged and grew indifferent. Teacher and taught were alike glad 「taught」teachの過去分詞だけで教わる者を表わしているのだと思うのですが、あまりまじめに辞書を調べていません when the term was ended and the glad vacation days stretched rosily before them. "But you ve done good work this past year," Miss Stacy told them on the last evening, "and you deserve a good, jolly vacation. Have the best time you can in the out-of-door world and lay in a good stock of health and vitality and ambition to carry you through next year. It will be the tug of war, 「tug of war」猛烈な闘争。綱引きの意味も。入学試験は綱引きじゃありませんものね you know--the last year before the Entrance." "Are you going to be back next year, Miss Stacy?" asked Josie Pye. Josie Pye never scrupled to ask questions; in this instance the rest of the class felt grateful to her; none of them would have dared to ask it of Miss Stacy, 「ask ~ of ……」……に~を尋ねる。itは次年度のこととはわかるのですが、具体的にはどれなのでしょうか。う~ん…… but all wanted to, for there had been alarming rumors running at large through the school for some time that Miss Stacy was not coming back the next year--that she had been offered a position in the grade school of her own home district and meant to accept. 「grade school」Puffin Books版では「graded school」。gradedがよくわからなくて困ったんですけども、gradeなら、ねえ。Dictionary.com Unabridged (v 1.1). Random House, Inc. (onelook経由)では、grade schoolと同じとあって、意味は、an elementary school that has its pupils grouped or classified into grades. 松本訳では「学年別に分けた故郷の学校」(p. 356)。ということは複数のgradeで並行して授業が行われる、アヴォンリーよりは大きな学校ということにはなりそうです。何せアヴォンリーは先生ひとりだけの学校なのですから The Queen s class listened in breathless suspense for her answer. "Yes, I think I will," said Miss Stacy. "I thought of taking another school, but I have decided to come back to Avonlea. To tell the truth, I ve grown so interested in my pupils here that I found I couldn t leave them. So I ll stay and see you through." "Hurrah!" said Moody Spurgeon. Moody Spurgeon had never been so carried away by his feelings before, and he blushed uncomfortably every time he thought about it for a week. "Oh, I m so glad," said Anne, with shining eyes. "Dear Stacy, it would be perfectly dreadful if you didn t come back. I don t believe I could have the heart to go on with my studies at all if another teacher came here." When Anne got home that night she stacked all her textbooks away in an old trunk in the attic, 「attic」屋根裏部屋。これは単にアンの部屋の意味だと思いますが、違ったりして locked it, and threw the key into the blanket box. "I m not even going to look at a schoolbook in vacation," she told Marilla. "I ve studied as hard all the term as I possibly could and I ve pored over that geometry until I know every proposition in the first book off by heart, even when the letters ARE changed. I just feel tired of everything sensible and I m going to let my imagination run riot for the summer. Oh, you needn t be alarmed, Marilla. I ll only let it run riot within reasonable limits. But I want to have a real good jolly time this summer, for maybe it s the last summer I ll be a little girl. 「a little girl」エイゴのlittle girlは意味が難しい 「for maybe it s the last summer I ll be a little girl」松本訳注第30章(13) p. 522参照。松本さんも「長らく分からなかったが」と書いていて、ちょっと安心したりして Mrs. Lynde says that if I keep stretching out next year 「stretching」背が伸びる as I ve done this 「this」はthis yearのこと I ll have to put on longer skirts. 「I ll have to put on longer skirts」松本訳注第30章(14) p. 522参照 She says I m all running to legs and eyes. And when I put on longer skirts I shall feel that I have to live up to them and be very dignified. It won t even do to believe in fairies then, I m afraid; so I m going to believe in them with all my whole heart this summer. I think we re going to have a very gay vacation. Ruby Gillis is going to have a birthday party soon and there s the Sunday school picnic and the missionary concert next month. And Mr. Barry says that some evening he ll take Diana and me over to the White Sands Hotel and have dinner there. They have dinner there in the evening, you know. 「dinner」you know と強調している。主語が They なので、一般を表す表現となっていて、アンはそれに従うということを伝えている。花岡訳では「ホテルでは夜がごちそうなのね。」(p. 322)と、夕方に食べることを強調しています。一方、松本訳では「夕方、ホテルでディナーを頂くのよ」(p. 358)と、時間(夕方)よりも、食べること(というすばらしいこと)を強調。dinnerやteaの習慣、アンがどんなことに興味を持ってしゃべったかの解釈がむずかしい。2007年7月22日追記 Jane Andrews was over once last summer and she says it was a dazzling sight to see the electric lights ホワイトサンズには電気が来ている! and the flowers and all the lady guests in such beautiful dresses. 「such」具体的に指すことはないけれども、dazzling sightのひとつとなる、きれいなドレスであることは当然わかる Jane says it was her first glimpse into high life and she ll never forget it to her dying day." Mrs. Lynde came up the next afternoon to find out why Marilla had not been at the Aid meeting on Thursday. When Marilla was not at Aid meeting people knew there was something wrong at Green Gables. "Matthew had a bad spell with his heart Thursday," 「spell」発作 Marilla explained, "and I didn t feel like leaving him. Oh, yes, he s all right again now, but he takes them spells oftener than he used to and I m anxious about him. The doctor says he must be careful to avoid excitement. That s easy enough, for Matthew doesn t go about looking for excitement by any means and never did, but he s not to do any very heavy work either and you might as well tell Matthew not to breathe as not to work. Come and lay off your things, Rachel. You ll stay to tea?" "Well, seeing you re so pressing, perhaps I might as well, stay" said Mrs. Rachel, who had not the slightest intention of doing anything else. Mrs. Rachel and Marilla sat comfortably in the parlor while Anne got the tea and made hot biscuits that were light and white enough to defy even Mrs. Rachel s criticism. 「light and white enough」ということは、よくふくらんで、こげめがあまりないホットビスケットってことでしょうか。lightがよくわからない。バターで重い感じじゃない、ってことかも 「hot biscuits」松本訳注第30章(15) p. 522参照 "I must say Anne has turned out a real smart girl," admitted Mrs. Rachel, as Marilla accompanied her to the end of the lane at sunset. "She must be a great help to you." "She is," said Marilla, "and she s real steady and reliable now. I used to be afraid she d never get over her featherbrained ways, but she has and I wouldn t be afraid to trust her in anything now." "I never would have thought she d have turned out so well that first day I was here three years ago," said Mrs. Rachel. "Lawful heart, shall I ever forget that tantrum of hers! When I went home that night I says to Thomas, says I, `Mark my words, Thomas, Marilla Cuthbert ll live to rue the step she s took. But I was mistaken and I m real glad of it. I ain t one of those kind of people, Marilla, as can never be brought to own up that they ve made a mistake. No, that never was my way, thank goodness. I did make a mistake in judging Anne, but it weren t no wonder, for an odder, unexpecteder witch of a child there never was in this world, that s what. There was no ciphering her out by the rules that worked with other children. It s nothing short of wonderful how she s improved these three years, but especially in looks. She s a real pretty girl got to be, though I can t say I m overly partial to that pale, big-eyed style myself. I like more snap and color, like Diana Barry has or Ruby Gillis. Ruby Gillis s looks are real showy. But somehow--I don t know how it is but when Anne and them are together, 「Anne and them are together」これは「Anne and they are together」のほうが文法ではよりよいんでしたっけ? though she ain t half as handsome, she makes them look kind of common and overdone-- something like them white June lilies she calls narcissus alongside of the big, red peonies, that s what." 「peonies」ボタン、シャクヤク CHAPTER XXIX UP CHAPTER XXXI 7 8 July 2007 22 July 2007 追記 今日 - | 昨日 - | Total - since 7 July 2007 last update 2007-07-22 19 47 12 (Sun)
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CHAPTER XXXII UP CHAPTER XXXIV CHAPTER XXXIII The Hotel Concert "Put on your white organdy, by all means, Anne," advised Diana decidedly. They were together in the east gable chamber; outside it was only twilight--a lovely yellowish-green twilight with a clear-blue cloudless sky. A big round moon, slowly deepening from her pallid luster into burnished silver, hung over the Haunted Wood; the air was full of sweet summer sounds--sleepy birds twittering, freakish breezes, faraway voices and laughter. But in Anne s room the blind was drawn and the lamp lighted, for an important toilet was being made. The east gable was a very different place from what it had been on that night four years before, when Anne had felt its bareness penetrate to the marrow of her spirit with its inhospitable chill. Changes had crept in, Marilla conniving at them resignedly, until it was as sweet and dainty a nest as a young girl could desire. The velvet carpet with the pink roses and the pink silk curtains of Anne s early visions had certainly never materialized; but her dreams had kept pace with her growth, and it is not probable she lamented them. The floor was covered with a pretty matting, and the curtains that softened the high window and fluttered in the vagrant breezes were of pale-green art muslin. The walls, hung not with gold and silver brocade tapestry, but with a dainty apple-blossom paper, were adorned with a few good pictures given Anne by Mrs. Allan. Miss Stacy s photograph occupied the place of honor, and Anne made a sentimental point of keeping fresh flowers on the bracket under it. Tonight a spike of white lilies faintly perfumed the room like the dream of a fragrance. There was no "mahogany furniture," but there was a white-painted bookcase filled with books, a cushioned wicker rocker, a toilet table befrilled with white muslin, a quaint, gilt-framed mirror with chubby pink Cupids and purple grapes painted over its arched top, that used to hang in the spare room, and a low white bed. Anne was dressing for a concert at the White Sands Hotel. The guests had got it up in aid of the Charlottetown hospital, and had hunted out all the available amateur talent in the surrounding districts to help it along. Bertha Sampson and Pearl Clay of the White Sands Baptist choir had been asked to sing a duet; Milton Clark of Newbridge was to give a violin solo; Winnie Adella Blair of Carmody was to sing a Scotch ballad; and Laura Spencer of Spencervale and Anne Shirley of Avonlea were to recite. As Anne would have said at one time, it was "an epoch in her life," and she was deliciously athrill with the excitement of it. Matthew was in the seventh heaven of gratified pride over the honor conferred on his Anne and Marilla was not far behind, although she would have died rather than admit it, and said she didn t think it was very proper for a lot of young folks to be gadding over to the hotel without any responsible person with them. Anne and Diana were to drive over with Jane Andrews and her brother Billy in their double-seated buggy; and several other Avonlea girls and boys were going too. There was a party of visitors expected out from town, and after the concert a supper was to be given to the performers. "Do you really think the organdy will be best?" queried Anne anxiously. "I don t think it s as pretty as my blue-flowered muslin--and it certainly isn t so fashionable." "But it suits you ever so much better," said Diana. "It s so soft and frilly and clinging. The muslin is stiff, and makes you look too dressed up. But the organdy seems as if it grew on you." Anne sighed and yielded. Diana was beginning to have a reputation for notable taste in dressing, and her advice on such subjects was much sought after. She was looking very pretty herself on this particular night in a dress of the lovely wild-rose pink, from which Anne was forever debarred; but she was not to take any part in the concert, so her appearance was of minor importance. All her pains were bestowed upon Anne, who, she vowed, must, for the credit of Avonlea, be dressed and combed and adorned to the Queen s taste. "Pull out that frill a little more--so; here, let me tie your sash; now for your slippers. I m going to braid your hair in two thick braids, and tie them halfway up with big white bows--no, don t pull out a single curl over your forehead--just have the soft part. There is no way you do your hair suits you so well, Anne, and Mrs. Allan says you look like a Madonna when you part it so. I shall fasten this little white house rose just behind your ear. There was just one on my bush, and I saved it for you." "Shall I put my pearl beads on?" asked Anne. "Matthew brought me a string from town last week, and I know he d like to see them on me." Diana pursed up her lips, put her black head on one side critically, and finally pronounced in favor of the beads, which were thereupon tied around Anne s slim milk-white throat. "There s something so stylish about you, Anne," said Diana, with unenvious admiration. "You hold your head with such an air. I suppose it s your figure. I am just a dumpling. I ve always been afraid of it, and now I know it is so. Well, I suppose I shall just have to resign myself to it." "But you have such dimples," said Anne, smiling affectionately into the pretty, vivacious face so near her own. "Lovely dimples, like little dents in cream. I have given up all hope of dimples. My dimple-dream will never come true; but so many of my dreams have that I mustn t complain. Am I all ready now?" "All ready," assured Diana, as Marilla appeared in the doorway, a gaunt figure with grayer hair than of yore and no fewer angles, but with a much softer face. "Come right in and look at our elocutionist, Marilla. Doesn t she look lovely?" Marilla emitted a sound between a sniff and a grunt. "She looks neat and proper. I like that way of fixing her hair. But I expect she ll ruin that dress driving over there in the dust and dew with it, and it looks most too thin for these damp nights. Organdy s the most unserviceable stuff in the world anyhow, and I told Matthew so when he got it. But there is no use in saying anything to Matthew nowadays. Time was when he would take my advice, but now he just buys things for Anne regardless, and the clerks at Carmody know they can palm anything off on him. Just let them tell him a thing is pretty and fashionable, and Matthew plunks his money down for it. Mind you keep your skirt clear of the wheel, Anne, and put your warm jacket on." Then Marilla stalked downstairs, thinking proudly how sweet Anne looked, with that "One moonbeam from the forehead to the crown" and regretting that she could not go to the concert herself to hear her girl recite. "I wonder if it IS too damp for my dress," said Anne anxiously. "Not a bit of it," said Diana, pulling up the window blind. "It s a perfect night, and there won t be any dew. Look at the moonlight." "I m so glad my window looks east into the sunrising," said Anne, going over to Diana. "It s so splendid to see the morning coming up over those long hills and glowing through those sharp fir tops. It s new every morning, and I feel as if I washed my very soul in that bath of earliest sunshine. Oh, Diana, I love this little room so dearly. I don t know how I ll get along without it when I go to town next month." "Don t speak of your going away tonight," begged Diana. "I don t want to think of it, it makes me so miserable, and I do want to have a good time this evening. What are you going to recite, Anne? And are you nervous?" "Not a bit. I ve recited so often in public I don t mind at all now. I ve decided to give `The Maiden s Vow. It s so pathetic. Laura Spencer is going to give a comic recitation, but I d rather make people cry than laugh." "What will you recite if they encore you?" "They won t dream of encoring me," scoffed Anne, who was not without her own secret hopes that they would, and already visioned herself telling Matthew all about it at the next morning s breakfast table. "There are Billy and Jane now-- I hear the wheels. Come on." Billy Andrews insisted that Anne should ride on the front seat with him, so she unwillingly climbed up. She would have much preferred to sit back with the girls, where she could have laughed and chattered to her heart s content. There was not much of either laughter or chatter in Billy. He was a big, fat, stolid youth of twenty, with a round, expressionless face, and a painful lack of conversational gifts. But he admired Anne immensely, and was puffed up with pride over the prospect of driving to White Sands with that slim, upright figure beside him. Anne, by dint of talking over her shoulder to the girls and occasionally passing a sop of civility to Billy--who grinned and chuckled and never could think of any reply until it was too late--contrived to enjoy the drive in spite of all. It was a night for enjoyment. The road was full of buggies, all bound for the hotel, and laughter, silver clear, echoed and reechoed along it. When they reached the hotel it was a blaze of light from top to bottom. They were met by the ladies of the concert committee, one of whom took Anne off to the performers dressing room which was filled with the members of a Charlottetown Symphony Club, among whom Anne felt suddenly shy and frightened and countrified. Her dress, which, in the east gable, had seemed so dainty and pretty, now seemed simple and plain--too simple and plain, she thought, among all the silks and laces that glistened and rustled around her. What were her pearl beads compared to the diamonds of the big, handsome lady near her? And how poor her one wee white rose must look beside all the hothouse flowers the others wore! Anne laid her hat and jacket away, and shrank miserably into a corner. She wished herself back in the white room at Green Gables. It was still worse on the platform of the big concert hall of the hotel, where she presently found herself. The electric lights dazzled her eyes, the perfume and hum bewildered her. She wished she were sitting down in the audience with Diana and Jane, who seemed to be having a splendid time away at the back. She was wedged in between a stout lady in pink silk and a tall, scornful-looking girl in a white-lace dress. The stout lady occasionally turned her head squarely around and surveyed Anne through her eyeglasses until Anne, acutely sensitive of being so scrutinized, felt that she must scream aloud; and the white-lace girl kept talking audibly to her next neighbor about the "country bumpkins" and "rustic belles" in the audience, languidly anticipating "such fun" from the displays of local talent on the program. Anne believed that she would hate that white-lace girl to the end of life. Unfortunately for Anne, a professional elocutionist was staying at the hotel and had consented to recite. She was a lithe, dark-eyed woman in a wonderful gown of shimmering gray stuff like woven moonbeams, with gems on her neck and in her dark hair. She had a marvelously flexible voice and wonderful power of expression; the audience went wild over her selection. Anne, forgetting all about herself and her troubles for the time, listened with rapt and shining eyes; but when the recitation ended she suddenly put her hands over her face. She could never get up and recite after that--never. Had she ever thought she could recite? Oh, if she were only back at Green Gables! At this unpropitious moment her name was called. Somehow Anne--who did not notice the rather guilty little start of surprise the white-lace girl gave, and would not have understood the subtle compliment implied therein if she had--got on her feet, and moved dizzily out to the front. She was so pale that Diana and Jane, down in the audience, clasped each other s hands in nervous sympathy. Anne was the victim of an overwhelming attack of stage fright. Often as she had recited in public, she had never before faced such an audience as this, and the sight of it paralyzed her energies completely. Everything was so strange, so brilliant, so bewildering--the rows of ladies in evening dress, the critical faces, the whole atmosphere of wealth and culture about her. Very different this from the plain benches at the Debating Club, filled with the homely, sympathetic faces of friends and neighbors. These people, she thought, would be merciless critics. Perhaps, like the white-lace girl, they anticipated amusement from her "rustic" efforts. She felt hopelessly, helplessly ashamed and miserable. Her knees trembled, her heart fluttered, a horrible faintness came over her; not a word could she utter, and the next moment she would have fled from the platform despite the humiliation which, she felt, must ever after be her portion if she did so. But suddenly, as her dilated, frightened eyes gazed out over the audience, she saw Gilbert Blythe away at the back of the room, bending forward with a smile on his face--a smile which seemed to Anne at once triumphant and taunting. In reality it was nothing of the kind. Gilbert was merely smiling with appreciation of the whole affair in general and of the effect produced by Anne s slender white form and spiritual face against a background of palms in particular. Josie Pye, whom he had driven over, sat beside him, and her face certainly was both triumphant and taunting. But Anne did not see Josie, and would not have cared if she had. She drew a long breath and flung her head up proudly, courage and determination tingling over her like an electric shock. She WOULD NOT fail before Gilbert Blythe--he should never be able to laugh at her, never, never! Her fright and nervousness vanished; and she began her recitation, her clear, sweet voice reaching to the farthest corner of the room without a tremor or a break. Self-possession was fully restored to her, and in the reaction from that horrible moment of powerlessness she recited as she had never done before. When she finished there were bursts of honest applause. Anne, stepping back to her seat, blushing with shyness and delight, found her hand vigorously clasped and shaken by the stout lady in pink silk. "My dear, you did splendidly," she puffed. "I ve been crying like a baby, actually I have. There, they re encoring you-- they re bound to have you back!" "Oh, I can t go," said Anne confusedly. "But yet--I must, or Matthew will be disappointed. He said they would encore me." "Then don t disappoint Matthew," said the pink lady, laughing. Smiling, blushing, limpid eyed, Anne tripped back and gave a quaint, funny little selection that captivated her audience still further. The rest of the evening was quite a little triumph for her. When the concert was over, the stout, pink lady--who was the wife of an American millionaire--took her under her wing, and introduced her to everybody; and everybody was very nice to her. The professional elocutionist, Mrs. Evans, came and chatted with her, telling her that she had a charming voice and "interpreted" her selections beautifully. Even the white-lace girl paid her a languid little compliment. They had supper in the big, beautifully decorated dining room; Diana and Jane were invited to partake of this, also, since they had come with Anne, but Billy was nowhere to be found, having decamped in mortal fear of some such invitation. He was in waiting for them, with the team, however, when it was all over, and the three girls came merrily out into the calm, white moonshine radiance. Anne breathed deeply, and looked into the clear sky beyond the dark boughs of the firs. Oh, it was good to be out again in the purity and silence of the night! How great and still and wonderful everything was, with the murmur of the sea sounding through it and the darkling cliffs beyond like grim giants guarding enchanted coasts. "Hasn t it been a perfectly splendid time?" sighed Jane, as they drove away. "I just wish I was a rich American and could spend my summer at a hotel and wear jewels and low-necked dresses and have ice cream and chicken salad every blessed day. I m sure it would be ever so much more fun than teaching school. Anne, your recitation was simply great, although I thought at first you were never going to begin. I think it was better than Mrs. Evans s." "Oh, no, don t say things like that, Jane," said Anne quickly, "because it sounds silly. It couldn t be better than Mrs. Evans s, you know, for she is a professional, and I m only a schoolgirl, with a little knack of reciting. I m quite satisfied if the people just liked mine pretty well." "I ve a compliment for you, Anne," said Diana. "At least I think it must be a compliment because of the tone he said it in. Part of it was anyhow. There was an American sitting behind Jane and me--such a romantic-looking man, with coal-black hair and eyes. Josie Pye says he is a distinguished artist, and that her mother s cousin in Boston is married to a man that used to go to school with him. Well, we heard him say--didn t we, Jane?--`Who is that girl on the platform with the splendid Titian hair? She has a face I should like to paint. There now, Anne. But what does Titian hair mean?" "Being interpreted it means plain red, I guess," laughed Anne. "Titian was a very famous artist who liked to paint red-haired women." "DID you see all the diamonds those ladies wore?" sighed Jane. "They were simply dazzling. Wouldn t you just love to be rich, girls?" "We ARE rich," said Anne staunchly. "Why, we have sixteen years to our credit, and we re happy as queens, and we ve all got imaginations, more or less. Look at that sea, girls--all silver and shadow and vision of things not seen. We couldn t enjoy its loveliness any more if we had millions of dollars and ropes of diamonds. You wouldn t change into any of those women if you could. Would you want to be that white-lace girl and wear a sour look all your life, as if you d been born turning up your nose at the world? Or the pink lady, kind and nice as she is, so stout and short that you d really no figure at all? Or even Mrs. Evans, with that sad, sad look in her eyes? She must have been dreadfully unhappy sometime to have such a look. You KNOW you wouldn t, Jane Andrews!" "I DON T know--exactly," said Jane unconvinced. "I think diamonds would comfort a person for a good deal." "Well, I don t want to be anyone but myself, even if I go uncomforted by diamonds all my life," declared Anne. "I m quite content to be Anne of Green Gables, with my string of pearl beads. I know Matthew gave me as much love with them as ever went with Madame the Pink Lady s jewels." CHAPTER XXXII UP CHAPTER XXXIV 今日 - | 昨日 - | Total - since 05 June 2007 last update 2007-06-05 01 17 20 (Tue)
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CHAPTER XXXI UP CHAPTER XXXIII CHAPTER XXXII The Pass List Is Out 第32章 合格発表(松本訳) With the end of June came the close of the term and the close of Miss Stacy s rule in Avonlea school. 倒置 「rule」統治:なんてったって、Miss Stacy s little kingdom(CHAPTER XXVI with impression The Story Club Is Formed)ですからね Anne and Diana walked home that evening feeling very sober indeed. Red eyes and damp handkerchiefs bore convincing testimony to the fact that Miss Stacy s farewell words must have been quite as touching as Mr. Phillips s had been under similar circumstances three years before. Diana looked back at the schoolhouse from the foot of the spruce hill and sighed deeply. "It does seem as if it was the end of everything, doesn t it?" she said dismally. "You oughtn t to feel half as badly as I do," said Anne, hunting vainly for a dry spot on her handkerchief. "You ll be back again next winter, but I suppose I ve left the dear old school forever-- だめだったら戻ればいい、進学は卒業したからというわけではない。今の日本の学校制度にどっぷり漬かってしまっていると、このあたりの感覚がわからない。とはいえ、卒業はみんないっしょ、になったのは、日本は戦後からですし。落第もおっけい、というふうになれば、学校が荒れることもないと思うんですけどねえ if I have good luck, that is." "It won t be a bit the same. Miss Stacy won t be there, nor you nor Jane nor Ruby probably. I shall have to sit all alone, for I couldn t bear to have another deskmate after you. Oh, we have had jolly times, haven t we, Anne? It s dreadful to think they re all over." Two big tears rolled down by Diana s nose. "If you would stop crying I could," said Anne imploringly. "Just as soon as I put away my hanky I see you brimming up and that starts me off again. 「hanky」= handkerchief。この省略の仕方、エイゴは音のコトバであることを感じさせられます As Mrs. Lynde says, `If you can t be cheerful, be as cheerful as you can. After all, I dare say I ll be back next year. This is one of the times I KNOW I m not going to pass. They re getting alarmingly frequent." "Why, you came out splendidly in the exams Miss Stacy gave." "Yes, but those exams didn t make me nervous. When I think of the real thing you can t imagine what a horrid cold fluttery feeling comes round my heart. And then my number is thirteen and Josie Pye says it s so unlucky. I am NOT superstitious and I know it can make no difference. But still I wish it wasn t thirteen." "I do wish I was going in with you," said Diana. "Wouldn t we have a perfectly elegant time? But I suppose you ll have to cram in the evenings." "No; Miss Stacy has made us promise not to open a book at all. 100年前も今も、カナダも日本もいっしょ、ね She says it would only tire and confuse us and we are to go out walking and not think about the exams at all and go to bed early. It s good advice, but I expect it will be hard to follow; good advice is apt to be, I think. Prissy Andrews told me that she sat up half the night every night of her Entrance week and crammed for dear life; and I had determined to sit up AT LEAST as long as she did. It was so kind of your Aunt Josephine to ask me to stay at Beechwood while I m in town." "You ll write to me while you re in, won t you?" "I ll write Tuesday night and tell you how the first day goes," promised Anne. "I ll be haunting the post office Wednesday," vowed Diana. 「haunt」たびたび行く。お化けが出る、のではない。もちろん、お化けも、たびたび出る、わけですが Anne went to town the following Monday and on Wednesday Diana haunted the post office, as agreed, and got her letter. "Dearest Diana" [wrote Anne], "Here it is Tuesday night and I m writing this in the library at Beechwood. 「a library」(本の多い)書斎、図書室。う~ん、ミス・バリーのぶなの樹屋敷は、やっぱり大きなお屋敷ね Last night I was horribly lonesome all alone in my room and wished so much you were with me. I couldn t "cram" because I d promised Miss Stacy not to, but it was as hard to keep from opening my history as it used to be to keep from reading a story before my lessons were learned. "This morning Miss Stacy came for me and we went to the Academy, calling for Jane and Ruby and Josie on our way. ステイシー先生もこれまた面倒見のいいこと。きっとクイーン学院は母校なんでしょうね Ruby asked me to feel her hands and they were as cold as ice. Josie said I looked as if I hadn t slept a wink and she didn t believe I was strong enough to stand the grind of the teacher s course even if I did get through. There are times and seasons even yet when I don t feel that I ve made any great headway in learning to like Josie Pye! "When we reached the Academy there were scores of students there from all over the Island. 「scores」複数形で、20。松本訳では「たいへんな数の」(p. 374) The first person we saw was Moody Spurgeon sitting on the steps and muttering away to himself. Jane asked him what on earth he was doing and he said he was repeating the multiplication table over and over to steady his nerves and for pity s sake not to interrupt him, because if he stopped for a moment he got frightened and forgot everything he ever knew, but the multiplication table kept all his facts firmly in their proper place! "When we were assigned to our rooms Miss Stacy had to leave us. Jane and I sat together and Jane was so composed that I envied her. No need of the multiplication table for good, steady, sensible Jane! I wondered if I looked as I felt and if they could hear my heart thumping clear across the room. Then a man came in and began distributing the English examination sheets. My hands grew cold then and my head fairly whirled around as I picked it up. Just one awful moment--Diana, I felt exactly as I did four years ago when I asked Marilla if I might stay at Green Gables-- グリーンゲイブルズに置いてもらえるのかどうかマリラに尋ねたときのこと(CHAPTER VIII Anne s Bringing-up Is Begun、 CHAPTER VIII with impression? Anne s Bringing-up Is Begun with impression)を、ダイアナには話したことがあったのがわかる。アンのことだから、絶対話しているだろうことは読者はわかっているけれども and then everything cleared up in my mind and my heart began beating again--I forgot to say that it had stopped altogether!--for I knew I could do something with THAT paper anyhow. "At noon we went home for dinner お昼ご飯は、「dinner」。アヴォンリーの学校のお弁当もそうだけど(CHAPTER XV with impression? A Tempest in the School Teapot with impression) and then back again for history in the afternoon. The history was a pretty hard paper and I got dreadfully mixed up in the dates. Still, I think I did fairly well today. But oh, Diana, tomorrow the geometry exam comes off and when I think of it it takes every bit of determination I possess to keep from opening my Euclid. 「geometry」と「Euclid」。ユークリッドと言われれば、幾何の本だとわかる。シーザーと聞いてもラテン語とはわからなかったけれども(CHAPTER XXX with impression The Queens Class Is Organized)。もっとも、ユークリッドは幾何学を指すにすぎないのに対して(ギリシャ語で幾何学を学ぶわけではないので ユークリッドの幾何はギリシャ語で書かれたものがエジプトのアレクサンドリア図書館にはあったのですが、図書館の火災により焼失。ところが、アラビア語訳が残されており、これがルネッサンスの時期だったかにアラビア語からヨーロッパの言葉(ラテン語?)に翻訳されヨーロッパに再移入されたんだったことを思いだしました(とはいえ記憶があいまい)。なので、ユークリッドの「原論」は原著では読めません。2007年7月29日 修正&追記)、シーザーは、もちろんシーザーの書いたラテン語(ガリア戦記?)を読んでいるはずで、指し表わし方が違ってはいます。松本訳ではどちらも漢字で「幾何」とし、それぞれにルビを付け、「ジオメトリー」「ユークリッド」としています(p. 375) If I thought the multiplication table would help me any I would recite it from now till tomorrow morning. "I went down to see the other girls this evening. On my way I met Moody Spurgeon wandering distractedly around. He said he knew he had failed in history and he was born to be a disappointment to his parents and he was going home on the morning train; and it would be easier to be a carpenter than a minister, anyhow. I cheered him up and persuaded him to stay to the end because it would be unfair to Miss Stacy if he didn t. Sometimes I have wished I was born a boy, but when I see Moody Spurgeon I m always glad I m a girl and not his sister. "Ruby was in hysterics when I reached their boardinghouse; 「their」ルビー、ジェイン、ジョージーの3人は同じところ、なのかしら 「boardinghouse」 Puffin Books版では、boarding-house と分けてある。寄宿舎/下宿屋。boardには、まかないする、の意味がある。たぶんそれで、下宿するの意味になったのではないでしょうか she had just discovered a fearful mistake she had made in her English paper. When she recovered we went uptown and had an ice cream. How we wished you had been with us. "Oh, Diana, if only the geometry examination were over! But there, as Mrs. Lynde would say, the sun will go on rising and setting whether I fail in geometry or not. That is true but not especially comforting. I think I d rather it didn t go on if I failed! Yours devotedly, Anne" The geometry examination and all the others were over in due time and Anne arrived home on Friday evening, rather tired but with an air of chastened triumph about her. Diana was over at Green Gables when she arrived and they met as if they had been parted for years. "You old darling, it s perfectly splendid to see you back again. It seems like an age since you went to town and oh, Anne, how did you get along?" "Pretty well, I think, in everything but the geometry. I don t know whether I passed in it or not and I have a creepy, crawly presentiment that I didn t. creepyは(恐さで)鳥肌が立つような、crawlyはむずむずする、とか、ぞっとする、とか。似たような意味の、krの音で始まるコトバを重ねて、コワイ感増大?! Oh, how good it is to be back! Green Gables is the dearest, loveliest spot in the world." これはアンのような孤児がはじめて得たhomeだからというよりは、むしろ、試験の大変さのほうが大きでしょうね "How did the others do?" "The girls say they know they didn t pass, but I think they did pretty well. Josie says the geometry was so easy a child of ten could do it! Moody Spurgeon still thinks he failed in history and Charlie says he failed in algebra. But we don t really know anything about it and won t until the pass list is out. That won t be for a fortnight. Fancy living a fortnight in such suspense! 「fortnight」2週間。scoresといい、このfortnightといい、数字を表わすのに別な言葉を使われると、わからない。英語力不足なだけですが I wish I could go to sleep and never wake up until it is over." Diana knew it would be useless to ask how Gilbert Blythe had fared, so she merely said "Oh, you ll pass all right. Don t worry." "I d rather not pass at all than not come out pretty well up on the list," flashed Anne, by which she meant--and Diana knew she meant--that success would be incomplete and bitter if she did not come out ahead of Gilbert Blythe. With this end in view Anne had strained every nerve during the examinations. 「strain」緊張させる So had Gilbert. They had met and passed each other on the street a dozen times without any sign of recognition and every time Anne had held her head a little higher and wished a little more earnestly that she had made friends with Gilbert when he asked her, and vowed a little more determinedly to surpass him in the examination. She knew that all Avonlea junior was wondering which would come out first; she even knew that Jimmy Glover and Ned Wright had a bet on the question and that Josie Pye had said there was no doubt in the world that Gilbert would be first; and she felt that her humiliation would be unbearable if she failed. But she had another and nobler motive for wishing to do well. She wanted to "pass high" for the sake of Matthew and Marilla-- especially Matthew. Matthew had declared to her his conviction that she "would beat the whole Island." That, Anne felt, was something it would be foolish to hope for even in the wildest dreams. 「That」はひとつ前の文を指す。Anne feltが中の文に挿入している。たぶん、ふつうに書くなら、Anne felt that it was... とthat で受けずに、itで受けるのだと思うのですが、違うのかな But she did hope fervently that she would be among the first ten at least, so that she might see Matthew s kindly brown eyes gleam with pride in her achievement. That, she felt, would be a sweet reward indeed for all her hard work and patient grubbing among unimaginative equations and conjugations. この「That」もひとつ前の文を指す。上と同じ。同じ文の構造を繰り返し使うことによって、強調の効果 「conjugations」動詞の活用。数式と動詞の活用は、カナダでも暗記が重要だったようで 「grub」あくせく働く。なので、patient grubbing among...で、あまり想像を働かせることもない数式や動詞の活用をがまんして覚える、といった感じの内容。ところが、このgrub、CHAPTER II with impression Matthew Cuthbert is surprised にでもでてきていて……、それは、マシューが thrill を感じる、キュウリの苗床からでてくるウジ虫。モードは数学や文法はあまり好きではなかったんでしょうね At the end of the fortnight Anne took to "haunting" the post office also, 「hauting」アンの手紙を待つダイアナとは違うけれども、来てほしいのは同じ in the distracted company of Jane, Ruby, and Josie, opening the Charlottetown dailies with shaking hands and cold, sinkaway feelings as bad as any experienced during the Entrance week. 「the Charlottetown dailies」松本訳注第32章(1) p. 525参照 Charlie and Gilbert were not above doing this too, 「be not above doing」……するのもまんざらではない。平気で……する but Moody Spurgeon stayed resolutely away. "I haven t got the grit to go there and look at a paper in cold blood," he told Anne. "I m just going to wait until somebody comes and tells me suddenly whether I ve passed or not." When three weeks had gone by without the pass list appearing Anne began to feel that she really couldn t stand the strain much longer. Her appetite failed and her interest in Avonlea doings languished. Mrs. Lynde wanted to know what else you could expect with a Tory superintendent of education at the head of affairs, and Matthew, noting Anne s paleness and indifference and the lagging steps that bore her home from the post office every afternoon, began seriously to wonder if he hadn t better vote Grit at the next election. 別な政党に変わったとしても、こういったことには何も影響がないのに、と読者にはわかるから、少し笑える(大して笑えない)ところ But one evening the news came. Anne was sitting at her open window, for the time forgetful of the woes of examinations and the cares of the world, as she drank in the beauty of the summer dusk, sweet-scented with flower breaths from the garden below and sibilant and rustling from the stir of poplars. 「sibilant and rustling」しゅうしゅう(s、z、sh、jのような音)と、かさかさ(さらさら)いう。エイゴは擬態音、擬声音が不得意だから……。まどろっこしいんだから、もう The eastern sky above the firs was flushed faintly pink from the reflection of the west, and Anne was wondering dreamily if the spirit of color looked like that, when she saw Diana come flying down through the firs, over the log bridge, and up the slope, with a fluttering newspaper in her hand. Anne sprang to her feet, The Spencervale doctor の助言(CHAPTER XXXI with impression Where the Brook and River Meet)の効果はここに出たのです! knowing at once what that paper contained. The pass list was out! Her head whirled and her heart beat until it hurt her. She could not move a step. It seemed an hour to her before Diana came rushing along the hall and burst into the room without even knocking, so great was her excitement. "Anne, you ve passed," she cried, "passed the VERY FIRST--you and Gilbert both--you re ties--but your name is first. 成績が同じ人はFirst nameのアルファベット順に並べてあったのでしょうね。きっとほかの同点同順の人も。Family nameのアルファベット順に並べる流儀もあるようですが、今も、first name順に並べるのは見かけます Oh, I m so proud!" Diana flung the paper on the table and herself on Anne s bed, utterly breathless and incapable of further speech. 「utterly」全くの Anne lighted the lamp, oversetting the match safe and using up half a dozen matches before her shaking hands could accomplish the task. 「match safe」具体的にはどんなものなのか、よくわからない。マッチ箱なんでしょうけども……。International Match Safe Association and Museum http //www.matchsafe.org/ などというところもあるようです Then she snatched up the paper. Yes, she had passed--there was her name at the very top of a list of two hundred! 合格者が200人。プリンスエドワード島州政府ウェブページの資料(http //www.gov.pe.ca/photos/original/pt_historical.pdf)によると、1875年から1903年まで、プリンスエドワード島の人口は100,000人から109,078人(1891年が最大)で推移(Table 2.02.1, p. 18)。コホートデータは1901年からのものしかないので、それを利用してちょっと考えてみます。1901年の20-24歳グループは、9,342人(男4,684、女4,558)、25-29歳グループは、6,541人(男3,206、女3,335)。何となくですが、流出しているような気がします。15-19歳グループは12,261人(男6,233、女6,028)。1875年から人口はあまり増減していないので、この15-19歳グループの12,000人という数字を利用しても大きな問題はないかと思います。年齢ごとの数字を算出するために、5で割ると2,400人。200を割ると進学率は約8.4%と単純計算(進学の年齢が多少ずれても人口の増減が小さいので無視できる)。他の州やアメリカ合衆国への進学(流出)もあるでしょうから、アンダーエスティメイト。文部科学省の資料(http //www.mext.go.jp/b_menu/shingi/chukyo/chukyo4/gijiroku/001/03090201/003/002.pdf)によると、日本では高等教育機関への進学率は昭和10年(1935)で5%くらいで(グラフの読み取りなので不正確)、戦後になってやっと8%を越えたようです。師範学校もたぶん数えられていると思います(実業専門学校を数えているので)。ちなみに、平成15年の進学率は72.9%、大学進学率は41.3%。ひょえ~ That moment was worth living for. "You did just splendidly, Anne," puffed Diana, 「puff」(息を切らして)あえぐ recovering sufficiently to sit up and speak, for Anne, starry eyed and rapt, had not uttered a word. 「utter」声を発する。すこし上に、utterlyがある "Father brought the paper home from Bright River not ten minutes ago--it came out on the afternoon train, you know, and won t be here till tomorrow by mail--and when I saw the pass list I just rushed over like a wild thing. You ve all passed, every one of you, Moody Spurgeon and all, although he s conditioned in history. ムーディー・スパージョンは不得意なところが上手く克服できなかったようです。Moody Spurgeon still thinks he failed in historyと上にもありますが、CHAPTER XXXI with impression Where the Brook and River Meet でも不得意であったようですので(Moody Spurgeon says he feels it in his bones that he is going to fail in English history.) 2007年7月29日追記 Jane and Ruby did pretty well--they re halfway up--and so did Charlie. Josie just scraped through with three marks to spare, 「mark」点 「to spare」余分の but you ll see she ll put on as many airs as if she d led. 「put on airs」もったいぶる、気どる Won t Miss Stacy be delighted? Oh, Anne, what does it feel like to see your name at the head of a pass list like that? If it were me I know I d go crazy with joy. I am pretty near crazy as it is, but you re as calm and cool as a spring evening." "I m just dazzled inside," said Anne. "I want to say a hundred things, and I can t find words to say them in. I never dreamed of this--yes, I did too, just once! I let myself think ONCE, `What if I should come out first? quakingly, you know, for it seemed so vain and presumptuous to think I could lead the Island. Excuse me a minute, Diana. I must run right out to the field to tell Matthew. Then we ll go up the road and tell the good news to the others." They hurried to the hayfield below the barn where Matthew was coiling hay, 「coiling hay」干し草を巻く??というのは一体どういうことをしているのでしょうか。かたまりを作っているの? and, as luck would have it, Mrs. Lynde was talking to Marilla at the lane fence. "Oh, Matthew," exclaimed Anne, "I ve passed and I m first--or one of the first! I m not vain, but I m thankful." 「I m not vain, but I m thankful.」うぬぼれているんじゃないの、感謝しているの。--やはり神様に感謝しているのでしょうか "Well now, I always said it," said Matthew, gazing at the pass list delightedly. "I knew you could beat them all easy." "You ve done pretty well, I must say, Anne," said Marilla, trying to hide her extreme pride in Anne from Mrs. Rachel s critical eye. But that good soul said heartily "I just guess she has done well, and far be it from me to be backward in saying it. 「she」といっているところをみると、ここまではマリラに話し掛けている You re a credit to your friends, Anne, that s what, and we re all proud of you." こっちは「You」「Anne」なのでアンに話している That night Anne, who had wound up the delightful evening with a serious little talk with Mrs. Allan at the manse, knelt sweetly by her open window in a great sheen of moonshine and murmured a prayer of gratitude and aspiration that came straight from her heart. 「knelt」kneel ひざまづく There was in it thankfulness for the past and reverent petition for the future; and when she slept on her white pillow her dreams were as fair and bright and beautiful as maidenhood might desire. 「maidenhood」childhoodでは、もう、ない CHAPTER XXXI UP CHAPTER XXXIII 21 22 July 2007 27 July 2007 ゴミ文字削除 29 July 2007 修正追記 今日 - | 昨日 - | Total - since 21 July 2007 last update 2007-07-29 23 53 05 (Sun)