海底兩萬里 第116期 第9章 尼德·蘭的憤怒(1)

　　I HAVE NO IDEA how long this slumber lasted; but it must have been a good while, since we were completely over our exhaustion.

　　我們睡了多少時(shí)候，我不知道;但一定很久，因?yàn)槲覀兊木裢耆謴?fù)了。

　　I was the first one to wake up. My companions weren't yet stirring and still lay in their corners like inanimate objects.

　　我醒得最早。我的同伴還沒有動(dòng)靜，仍睡在那個(gè)角落里，像一堆東西一樣。

　　I had barely gotten up from my passably hard mattress when I felt my mind clear, my brain go on the alert. So I began a careful reexamination of our cell.

　　從這張硬邦邦的床上起來，我立刻感到我的頭腦清醒了了，我的精神充沛了。于是我又重新觀察我們這間牢房。

　　Nothing had changed in its interior arrangements. The prison was still a prison and its prisoners still prisoners.

　　里面的布置絲毫沒有變動(dòng)。牢房還是牢房，囚徒還是囚徒。

　　But, taking advantage of our slumber, the steward had cleared the table.

　　不過那個(gè)侍者乘我們睡熟的時(shí)候，把桌上的東西拿走了。

　　Consequently, nothing indicated any forthcoming improvement in our situation, and I seriously wondered if we were doomed to spend the rest of our lives in this cage.

　　沒有任何跡象可以表明我們的處境就會(huì)發(fā)生變化，我冷靜地在想，我們是不是注定要永遠(yuǎn)生活在這個(gè)囚籠中。

　　This prospect seemed increasingly painful to me because, even though my brain was clear of its obsessions from the night before,

　　這種苦難就要臨頭的思想使我更為難過的是，我腦子雖然不像昨天那樣糾纏不清了，

　　I was feeling an odd short-windedness in my chest. It was becoming hard for me to breathe.

　　可是心口上總覺得特別壓抑。我呼吸非常困難，

　　The heavy air was no longer sufficient for the full play of my lungs.

　　濃濁的空氣已經(jīng)不夠我肺部一呼一吸的調(diào)換。