杰基尔博士和海德先生

门的故事

The Story of the Door

厄特森先生是一位律师：他用法律帮助人们，并保管他们的重要文件。他个子高高的，很瘦，脸部线条硬朗，表情严肃。他几乎从不微笑，也不怎么说话。但大家依然很喜欢他。

Mr Utterson was a lawyer: he helped people with the law and kept their important papers. He was tall and thin, with a hard, serious face. He almost never smiled, and he did not talk much. But people liked him all the same.

和朋友们在一起，吃过一顿美餐后，他的眼神会变得温暖而友善。他从不用言语表达这种温暖。他通过自己的行动来表达。他对自己要求严格，过着安静、简单的生活。但他从不对别人严格。

With friends, after a good dinner, his eyes became warm and kind. He never showed this warmth in his words. He showed it in the things he did. He was strict with himself and lived a quiet, simple life. But he was never strict with other people.

当他的朋友做错事时，厄特森先生不会评判他们。他会试着帮助他们。他常说：“我的兄弟可以用他自己的方式去见魔鬼。”他的意思是：我不阻止他，也不责怪他。所以，他常常是那些陷入困境的人生命中最后一位好朋友。这些人总能去拜访他，而他对待他们和以前一样。

When his friends did something wrong, Mr Utterson did not judge them. He tried to help them. “My brother can go to the devil in his own way,” he often said. He meant: I don’t stop him, and I don’t blame him. So he was often the last good friend in the life of a man in trouble. Those men could always visit him, and he treated them the same as before.

他的朋友都是他的家人，或者是他很久以前就认识的人。其中一位是理查德·恩菲尔德先生，他是厄特森的一位年轻表亲。恩菲尔德在伦敦很有名，是个喜欢参加各种聚会的活跃人物。

His friends were people from his own family or people he knew from long ago. One of them was Mr Richard Enfield, a younger cousin. Enfield was well known in London, a lively man who went to many parties.

很多人对这两个人感到好奇。他们有什么共同点？他们谈论些什么？每个星期天，他们都会一起去散步。在散步时遇到他们的人都说同样的话：“他们一句话也不说，看起来很无聊。”当有朋友加入时，这两个人看起来很高兴见到新面孔。

Many people wondered about these two men. What did they have in common? What did they talk about? Every Sunday they went for a long walk together. People who met them on these walks said the same thing: “They don’t say a word, and they look bored.” When a friend came along, the two men seemed happy to see somebody new.

但厄特森和恩菲尔德很享受他们的星期天散步。对他们两人来说，散步是一周中最美好的时光。为了散步，他们会拒绝参加聚会，甚至推掉工作。

But Utterson and Enfield loved their Sunday walks. For both of them, the walk was the best part of the week. They said no to parties for it, and even to work.

一个星期天，他们散步走进了伦敦繁华地段的一条小街。那是一条小街，但平日里生意很好。商店有崭新的油漆和明亮的窗户，一切都很整洁。即使在安静的星期天，这条街看起来也比周围黑暗、肮脏的街道更明亮、更快乐。

One Sunday their walk took them down a side street in a busy part of London. It was a small street, but it did good business in the week. The shops had fresh paint and shining windows, and everything was clean. Even on a quiet Sunday, the street looked bright and happy next to the dark, dirty streets around it.

在靠近拐角处，一排房子中间有一个缺口。那是通往一个院子的入口，那是建筑物之间的一小块方形空地。就在那里矗立着一栋奇怪、阴暗的建筑。它有两层楼高，临街的一面没有窗户。下面只有一扇门，上面是一堵完全没有窗户的墙。

Near one corner, there was an opening in the line of houses. It was the entrance to a court, a small square space between buildings. Just there stood a strange, dark building. It was two floors high, and it had no windows on the street. There was only a door below, and above it a wall with no windows at all.

那扇门没有门铃，也没有敲门的东西。油漆又旧又破，而且很脏。无家可归的穷人坐在门前，在门上划火柴。孩子们在台阶上玩耍，小学生用小刀刻着木头。多年来，没有人出来赶走这些访客，也没有人来修理那扇门。

The door had no bell and nothing to knock with. Its paint was old and broken, and it was dirty. Poor men without a home sat in front of it and lit their matches on it. Children played on the steps, and schoolboys cut the wood with their knives. For many years nobody came out to send these visitors away or to repair the door.

恩菲尔德和厄特森在街道的另一边。当他们走到那扇门对面时，恩菲尔德举起手杖指了指。

Enfield and Utterson were on the other side of the street. When they came opposite the door, Enfield lifted his walking stick and pointed.

“你注意过那扇门吗？”他问。

“Did you ever notice that door?” he asked.

“注意过，”厄特森说。

“Yes,” said Utterson.

“它总让我想起一个非常奇怪的故事，”恩菲尔德说。

“It always makes me think of a very strange story,” said Enfield.