亮。他穿过那低矮的阴影，向她走来，远远看去，那扬起的脸庞像个灰点。

"Shall we go then?" he said.

“走吧？”他说。

"Where?" "I'll go with you to the gate.” He arranged things his own way. He locked the door of the hut and came after her.

“去哪里？”“我把你送到花园门口。”他选择用自己的方式善后。他锁好屋门，跟在她的身后。

"You aren't sorry, are you?" he asked, as he went at her side.

“你后悔了？”他追到她的身侧，问道。

"No! No! Are you?" she said.

“没有！没有！你呢？”她问。

"For that! No!" he said. Then after a while he added: "But there's the rest of things.” "What rest of things?" she said.

“不为这件事！根本没有！”他说。接着，他又补充说：“但还有其他麻烦事。”“其他什么事？”她问。

"Sir Clifford. Other folks. All the complications." "Why complications?" she said, disappointed.

“克利福德爵士。其他人。各种各样的复杂状况。”“什么复杂状况？”她失望地问。

"It's always so. For you as well as for me. There's always complications.” He walked on steadily in the dark.

“事情总是如此。你我都难脱干系。总是很复杂。”黑暗中，他稳步前行。

"And are you sorry?" she said.

“你后悔了？”她问。

"In a way!" he replied, looking up at the sky. "I thought I'd done with it all. Now I've begun again.” "Begun what?" "Life." "Life!" she re-echoed, with a queer thrill.

“有一点！”他答道，抬头仰望天空。“我本以为已与此绝缘。如今却再度开始。”“开始什么？”“生活。”“生活！”她重复着他的话，莫名的冲动涌上心头。

"It's life," he said. "There's no keeping clear. And if you do keep clear you might almost as well die. So if I've got to be broken open again, I have.” She did not quite see it that way, but still "It's just love," she said cheerfully.

“的确是生活。”他说。“很难与之划清界限。如果真的与生活毫无干系，那就跟死掉没什么两样。所以如果我要再度敞开胸怀，也只能接受目前的现实。”她并不完全认同他的想法，但还是……“那只是爱情而已。”她的心情已经豁然开朗。

"Whatever that may be," he replied.

“无论那算是什么，对我来说，都没啥两样。”他答道。

They went on through the darkening wood in silence, till they were almost at the gate.

两人都陷入沉默，穿过逐渐变暗的树林，园林大门已然在望。

"But you don't hate me, do you? He walked on steadily in the dark. she said wistfully.

“可你并不会恨我，对吗？”黑暗中，他的步履依然平稳。而她的语气则有些惆怅。

"Nay, nay," he replied. And suddenly he held her fast against his breast again, with the old connecting passion. "Nay, for me it was good, it was good. Was it for you?" "Yes, for me too," she answered, a lit