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If only we’d never gone there, thought Alan. Theywere scrambling up the mountainside in the lateafternoon heat. Alice was so tanned that she lookedas if she had lived on the Mediterranean for months,while he, being fair, had turned a blotchy, peeling.

阿蘭心裏想道：要是我們從未到過那個地方該多好啊。在下午後半晌的炎熱中，他們向山坡上爬去。愛麗絲被曬得黑黝黝的，看上去就像在地中海上住過幾個月似的;而阿蘭原本細皮嫩肉，這時身上已經變得紅一塊白一塊，脫了一層皮。

He looked up at the mountainside, the path twistingupwards towards the cairn cross, the white heat bleaching the rock. Why on earth couldn’t theytalk about it? Why couldn’t he even accuse her?

他擡頭向山坡望去，只見小路盤旋而上通向那個圓錐形十字石碑，熾熱的陽光將岩石曬得發白。他們究竟爲什麼不能談那件事?他爲什麼連責罵她都不能呢?

He had thought it was going to be all right. But it was as if the heat had drained their love.

他原以爲一切都會好的，但好像酷熱已經將他們的愛抽乾。

At home they had been so blissfully happy that he now realized it couldn’t have lasted. Shecomes to his school from the Midlands because her family had split up. An only child, living withher father, trying to look after him, lonely, depressed, anxious, she had come to Alan to behealed. At least, that’s what he liked to think. Had he healed her? No. Tom had, even thoughAlan loved her with all the passion. Now his hatred for both of them was as strong as his love.

在家時，他們曾是多麼幸福。現在他意識到那不會再繼續下去了。由於家庭破裂，她從內陸來到他的學校。作爲獨生女，她和她的父親住在一起，盡力去照顧他。她孤獨無依、無精打采、愁眉苦臉，經常到阿蘭那裏去排除憂傷。至少他喜歡這樣認爲。他爲她解憂了嗎?沒有。是湯姆，即使阿蘭曾付出所有的激情愛着她。如今他對他們倆的愛就像他的恨一樣強烈。 “Come on!”Alice had turned back to him, waving impatiently.

“跟上!”愛麗絲轉身向他喊，不耐煩地揮着手。

“Coming,”Alan looked at his watch. Five, The crickets would start singing soon. He walked on,the sweat pouring into his eyes. Knowing she had opened the bottle of mineral water. Wouldshe let him catch up with her? An even greater misery seized him. It reminded him of the nighthe made himself drunk on the rough local wine his parents bought in the village. His heart hadached then, too, and his sense of loss had increased as he relived each minute of a day whenTom and Alice had seemed to draw closer and closer together.

“來了。”阿蘭看了看手錶。已經5點了。蛐蛐兒馬上就要開始鳴唱了。他繼續向上走，汗水源源不斷地流到了眼裏。他知道她已經打開那瓶礦泉水。她會讓他跟上她嗎?一種更大的痛苦折磨着他。這使他想起那天晚上他用父母親從村裏買的粗製的當地酒將自己灌醉的情景，那時他的心也在發痛。每當他想起愛麗絲和湯姆越來越親近的時候，他的失落感就會與日俱增。

He walked faster. Here, a few miles away on the bare mountainside, there was arid space, andthe olive groves, clustered in the stone-cluttered valleys below.

他走得越來越快。他爲山頂上那些中世紀的城堡而歡呼雀躍。放眼望去，離那座山幾裏遠的地方有一塊空地，在山谷的亂石叢中生長着一小片橄欖林。 “Come on!”

“跟上!”

“Coming.”

“來了。”

Alan strode doggedly on, looking down at his red, peeling legs, thinking of Tom’s strong,straight, brown ones.

阿蘭仍頑強地大步前行，他低頭看了一眼自己被曬紅的、脫了皮的兩腿，想起了湯姆強健挺拔的棕色的雙腿。

Suddenly he had turned the corner by the stone shelter. He could see her waiting for him. IfTom were here, they would be together, mocking him, looking at each other, leaving him he strode self-consciously on Alan focused his mind on her.

突然，他拐到石頭後面一塊隱蔽的地方。他看到她正在等他。如果湯姆也在這裏的話，他們一定會站在一起嘲笑他，相互凝望着，把他丟在一邊。當他拘謹地向前走的時候，他將注意力都集中在她的身上。

“Where’re we going to camp?”She was sitting on an outcrop, her slim body supple and salt-caked. Her legs were swinging and he longed to run his hands over them. Instead he imaginedTom doing that and hot, angry tears filled his eyes.

“我們到哪裏去宿營?”她坐在一塊突出的岩石上。她的苗條的身材豐滿，鹹鹹的。她的腿在那裏晃來晃去。他真想將自己的手在那上面滑動。而他卻想象着湯姆那樣做的情景。頓時，憤怒的淚水充滿了他的眼睛。

“Santa Caterina.”

“聖卡塔林納。”

“What’s that?”

“那是什麼?”

“It’s a deserted monastery, down in the valley. Amongst the fir trees. Over there—look, youcan see it.”

“是一座破廟，在山谷下面，杉樹叢中。在那裏——看，你可以看到的。”

“Oh yes.”She turned her head. When he did look he was shocked to see how beautiful she was,like a goddess.

“噢，是的。”她轉過頭。當他真正拿眼去看她的時候，她看上去是那樣美，像一尊女神。

“Won’t that be spooky?”she asked in the slightly broken voice that he had always found sosexy.

“那不可怕吧?”她用略微沙啞的聲音說。他發現她的嗓音竟是那樣性感。

God, how he loved her. Why couldn’t he just take her in his arms now? That could solveeverything. But there seemed to be an impenetrable barrier around her—as if she was sealedaway by Tom.

上帝啊，他是多麼愛她，現在他爲什麼不可以把她攬在懷裏呢?這樣，一切問題都會迎刃而解的。但是，好像她周圍有一種難以逾越的障礙——就像被湯姆密封了起來。

“The valley’s dangerous,”said Alan, hoping to frighten her, to provoke reaction.“If the cloudscome down there’s no way out. Sometimes for days.”

“這個山谷很危險，”阿蘭說，希望嚇住她，引起她一種反應。“如果烏雲壓下來就會無路可走了。有時會持續好幾天。”

“Is there anywhere else to camp,”asked Alice.

“還有其它地方可以宿營嗎?”愛麗絲問道。

“Not really.”Alan was certain she’d rather be with Tom. Yesterday he had seen them sitting ona wall together outside the villa. Their ankles had been entwined. He had wanted to grab Tom’slegs and pull him off. He would hurt his brother—and Alice would be sorry . It would be herfault.

“說不準，”阿蘭敢肯定她一定會寧願和湯姆在一起。昨天他曾見他們一起坐在別墅外的一堵牆上，他們的腳踝曾纏繞在一起，他曾想拽着湯姆的腿把他拉下來。他會傷害自己的弟弟。愛麗斯會感到內疚。那是她的過錯。

“Let’s go,”said Alan quickly.

“我們走吧，”阿蘭飛快地說。

“How far is it?”she asked.“I’m whacked.”

“還有多遠?”她問，“我一點勁兒也沒有了。”

“Half an hour.”

“半小時。”

“Can we eat them?”Her voice was a little noticed with satisfaction that she wasbecoming dependent on him again. But he knewthat once they were off the mountain she would bewith Tom. For a crazy moment he imagined Alice withhimself living in the mountain valley together. ped perhaps by some magical force thatwouldn’t let them leave.

“我們能吃點東西嗎?”她的聲音有點兒傷感。阿蘭心滿意足，注意到她正在再次依靠他。但他知道一旦他們離開這座大山，她就會和湯姆泡在一起。一時間，他竟荒.唐地想象着愛麗絲和自己一起居住在這個山谷，直到永遠。或許是被某種魔力困在這裏，不讓他們離開。

The monastery was square-roofed, austere，with barrack windows. There were fish tanks atthe back and a terrace on which the monks would have walked.

那座廟是方頂、木窗，十分簡樸。廟後面有一些魚缸，還有一個平臺，和尚可以在上面隨意走動。

Their feet on the stones made the only sound. Santa Caterina was utterly still. A swift rosesoundlessly over the slate roof and the heat shimmered on the roughcast walls. They lay down,their rucksack still on their backs, passing the water bottle, almost dozing.

四周只有他們踏在石頭上所發出的聲響，聖卡塔林納萬籟俱寂。一朵怒放的玫瑰在石板屋頂無聲無息，亮光在粗糙的牆壁上閃爍。他們躺下來，遞過水瓶，旅行包仍背在背後。他們幾乎昏昏欲睡。

Suddenly she sat up and looked him with surprising tenderness. Alan’s black mood easedslightly.

突然，她坐起來，用令人吃驚的溫柔目光凝視着他。阿蘭的難受情緒稍微得到了緩解。

Have they all gone then?”asked Alice.

“他們都已經走了嗎?”愛麗絲問道。

“Yes. I don’t know when. A long time ago.”

“是的。我不知道是什麼時候走的。好長時間了吧。”

She was lying back, her eyes closed. He could talk to her now. They could both talk the problemand solve it. They would reach each other. But he couldn’t make the move.

她仰面躺着，雙目緊閉。他現在可以和她談了。他們倆談談那個問題，然後就迎刃而解了。他們彼此都能探到對方，但他不能動。

“It would be terrible if it is pulled down,”Alice said idly, her eyes still closed.

“如果廟被推倒，那將是多麼可怕，”愛麗絲懶懶地說，眼睛仍然閉着。

“It won’t be.”

“不會的。”

“How do you know that?”

“你怎麼知道?”

“They patch it up from time to time.”

“他們總是不斷地修繕它。”

“Why don’t they live here?”

“他們爲什麼不住在這裏呢?”

“Don’t know. Maybe it’s too remote.”

“不知道，或許這裏太偏遠了吧。”

The desire to punish her had gone. But he daren’t touch her. He daren’t break theenchantment.

漸漸地，想懲罰她的慾望消失了，但他不敢觸摸她，不敢輕易打破這令人着迷的時刻。

“The heat in the day. The cool evenings. It would be good to live like that.”

“白天熱，夜裏涼。住在這種地方會很不錯的。”

“Live here?”

“住在這裏?”

“Could we ever get permission?”

“我們會被允許嗎?”

“I don’t know.”

“我不知道。”

“Just to see what it was like. I mean—”She half sat up.“Can we get inside?”She ran a fingergently down his peeling cheek.

“先看看這裏怎麼樣，我是說——” 她半坐了起來。“我們能進去嗎?”她將一根手指輕輕地放在他脫皮的臉頰上。

Alan was taken aback but then he became aware that the crickets had started. How long hadthey been singing? He wondered.“Let go and see.”

他吃了一驚，隨後意識到蛐蛐兒的鳴叫聲已經響起。他不知道它們已經鳴唱了多長時間。“讓我們去看看吧。”

They tramped round but as Alan already knew, there was no way in. In the end they came backand he lit a fire at the side of a small stone building. Other campers had obviously used thespace and there were black marks on the walls.

他們繞過去，但正如阿蘭早就知道的那樣，無路可進。最後，他們又原路返回，在一座小型石頭建築旁生了一堆火。顯然，其他野營的人也曾使用過這個地方，牆壁上還留有黑色的痕跡。

He cooked supper, using half a precious bottle ofwater to make it. The intimacy was still there butthe talking was at an end. Alan could hardly containhis rising excitement. They had night hing could happen.

他晚飯用去了半瓶珍貴的水，親密關係依舊存在，但他們已經無話可說。阿蘭幾乎難以按捺那正在膨脹的衝動。他們一起擁有這個夜晚，任何事情都可能會發生。

Alan suddenly realized what he had to do. Aftersupper, in the glow of the scented mountain twilight,he made coffee and they sat in silence. Darkness came slowly; the volume of the cricketsseemed to increase. Still he had made no move.

阿蘭突然意識到他必須得做些什麼了。晚飯後，在芳香瀰漫的大山的幽光中，他煮了咖啡，他們默默地坐在一起。夜幕慢慢地降臨;蛐蛐兒的音量好像升高了。他仍沒有行動。

She was lying in front of the fire, her body almost glowing. Alan reached out a hand andtemporarily she took it. Then Alice yawned and stretched.“I’m turning in now,”she said.

她躺在火堆前，身上閃閃發光。阿蘭伸出一隻手，她暫時握住了他的手。接着，愛麗絲打哈欠，伸展身體。“我現在要睡覺了，”她說。

“More coffee?”asked Alan miserably.

“再來點咖啡?”阿蘭痛苦地問道。

She kissed him on the forehead. “No thanks”

她在他的前額上吻了吻。“不，謝謝。”

Had he ever loved his brother Tom? He must have done sometime. Certainly he had alwaysbeen jealous of him as a child. He the introvert;Tom the extrovert. Alan thought about hisintroverted personality. He could see quite clearly how he had failed so dismally with Alice andhow Tom had taken over so easily. Tom was what she wanted. She didn’t want what he had.

他愛他的弟弟湯姆嗎?有時他肯定愛，當然他總是忌妒弟弟，像一個小孩子。對他們倆來說，他性格內向，湯姆性格外向。阿蘭想着自己內向的性格。他十分清楚自己如何在愛麗絲身上敗得這麼慘，而湯姆又是如何輕而易舉便得到了她。湯姆正是她需要的那號人，她並不需要他這種人。 Gloomily, Alan climbed into thesleeping bag and drifted off to sleep. Beside him Alice slept, her breathing seeming to keep intime with the insistent beat of crickets.

阿蘭悶悶不樂地鑽進自己的睡袋，漸漸地進入了夢鄉。躺在他身旁的愛麗絲也睡着了，她的呼吸聲似乎和蛐蛐兒的鳴叫聲保持同步。

Alan dreamt. The crickets had stopped. There was a slight breeze and the luminous hand ofhis watch registered just after two. Her sleeping bag was empty; Alice had gone. For a while hejust couldn’t believe it. He sat up and felt the dark walls of Santa Caterina close in on him.

阿蘭做了一個夢。蛐蛐聲都停止了。一陣微風拂過。他的手錶上的夜光針剛過了兩點。愛麗絲的睡袋空了;她已經走了。好一陣子，他都無法相信這個事實。他坐起來，感到聖卡塔林納的黑黢黢的牆壁將他團團圍住了。

Then he was on the mountainside, stumbling blindly up the mountain path, hearing theirlaughter. Softly he crept up on them until he could see their bodies entwined. Alan’s anger roseto fever pitch and he rushed towards them. They fell apart. He sobbed as he had neversobbed since he was a child.

隨後，他來到山邊，踉踉蹌蹌地沿着山路盲目前行。聽見他們的朗朗笑聲，他輕輕地爬過去，看到兩個身體緊緊地貼在一塊。他感到痛苦萬分，怒不可遏地衝向他們。他們猛地分開了。他低聲啜泣，儘管他從孩提時起就從來沒有哭過。

She woke him anxiously shaking at his sunburnt shoulders.

她焦急地搖着他被太陽曬黑的肩膀，喚醒了他。

“What’s the matter?”she kept asking over and over again“Alan, what’s wrong?”

“發生了什麼事?”她一遍又一遍地問，“阿蘭，怎麼了?”

He stared up at her, blinking in the glow of the dying camp fire.

他擡眼盯着她，在篝火的余光中眨着眼睛。

“Nothing,”he said automatically.“Nothing really.”

“沒什麼，”他不由自主地說。“真的沒什麼。”

“But—”

“可是——”

“Just a bad dream, that’s all.”

“只是做了一個惡夢，僅此而已。”

“You were crying.”Her voice was soft, tender, just like she used to be.

“你剛纔在哭，”她的聲音像過去那樣溫柔和氣。

Alan turned over in his sleeping bag. “I’m fine.”he said.“Let’s get some sleep.”

阿蘭在睡袋裏翻了一下身，背對着她說：“我很好，我們再睡一會兒吧!”

Alan woke with the early-morning sun gently warming his face. He sat up, his head muzzy withthe dream, his cheeks salty, tear-stained.“You were crying.”Her voice came back to him and hewinced. Alice had felt sorry for him and he instantly smothered, patronized. He broke into asweat of agony and apprehension. How could he ever open up a discussion with her now?

阿蘭醒來時，晨陽暖暖地照在他的臉上。他滿臉淚痕，鹹鹹的。他坐起來，腦海裏還懵懵懂懂地縈繞着那個夢。“你剛纔在哭，”她的聲音又傳了過來。他退縮了一下。愛麗絲已經感到對不起他了。他立即感到很壓抑。由於巨大的悲痛和憂傷，猛地出了一身冷汗。現在他將怎樣和她展開一場討論呢?

He looked cautiously round her sleeping bag. It was empty and Alan froze. Then, gradually, herelaxed. It was just after eight and she had probably gone to find a place to go to the loo. Hewaited, calmly, gloomily, and then anxiously as she did not appear. Hurriedly Alan struggled outof his sleeping bag and began to search the grounds of the monastery. But there was no signof her at all.

他小心翼翼地看了看她的睡袋，睡袋已經空了。阿蘭一下子僵住了。隨後，漸漸地，他又放鬆了。現在剛過8點，她也許是找地方方便去了。他平靜地、憂鬱地等待着，爾後還是不見她回來，就心急火燎起來。阿蘭慌忙從睡袋裏掙扎出來，開始在寺院裏四處尋找。但蹤跡皆無。

Panic set in as Alan scoured the grounds again anddrew a blank for the second time. It was becomingincreasingly obvious that she had walked out on himand was probably climbing down to Tom. But ratherthan feeling anger, Alan simply felt desolate. Shehadn’t even left him a note. He went over andtouched the inside of her sleeping bag. It felt cold.

當阿蘭再次驚慌失措四處尋找仍然一無所獲的時候，顯然她已經不辭而別，很可能是下山找湯姆去了。阿蘭感到的與其說是生氣，倒不如說孤獨。她甚至連一張紙也沒有給他留下。他走過去將手伸進她的睡袋，裏面冷冰冰的。

Surely she wouldn’t find her way back alone. Alan began to search again, this time through thetangled thickets of what might have been a herb garden. Something caught his eye. Lying onthe ground was a small, shiny object. It was Alice’s bracelet.

她肯定無法獨自找到迴路。阿蘭又開始找起來。這一次通過雜草叢生的灌木叢。某個東西引起了他的注意。躺在地上的是一個小小的、光亮的東西。那是愛麗絲的手鐲。

Suddenly real fear clutched at him. Someone had come and abducted her. Or had Tom come tofind her? But the bracelet?

突然，一種真正的恐懼襲上他的心頭，一定是有人拐走了她，或者是湯姆來找她的?可是，手鐲又怎麼講呢?

“Please God,”Alan muttered. “Let her be safe.”“Why hadn’t he looked after her? Why hadn’t hebeen able to reassure her? Alan now realized how he had locked himself into his own shell ofrejection and jealousy. Tom no longer seemed a threat. All Alan wanted was Alice, and if onlyhe could find her they would talk and talk and talk.”

“求求你，上帝，”阿蘭喃喃道，“保佑她平安。”爲什麼他沒有照顧她?爲什麼他沒有安慰她?現在阿蘭才意識到他以前是如何將自己鎖進一個妒忌和沮喪的空殼裏?湯姆看起來似乎不再是一種威脅。阿蘭所想的全都是愛麗絲，只要能找到她，他們就會傾心長談。

For the fourth time he began to search the grounds, the bracelet in his hands. Then , in acrevice on the broken stones of the terrace, he saw something bright and beady. Alice’s he knew how tight on her finger it was. Sweat ran down Alan’s face.

他開始第四次在地上尋找，千里拿着那隻手鐲，隨後在一排房屋堆砌的石頭縫裏，他看見一件東西在發光——是愛麗絲的戒指，而且他知道那是緊緊地戴在她的手上的呀。阿蘭的汗從臉上流了下來。

“Alice,”he cried out. “Alice!?” No response. Alan began to run.

“愛麗絲，”他喊道，“愛麗絲!”沒有迴音。阿蘭開始跑了起來。

It was only when he was back at the front door of the monastery that he realized there wasone place he had not been to. His heart thumping and his throat dry, he went down the steps.

正當他驚恐地返回到那座廟的前門時，他意識到還有一個地方他沒有去找。他的心砰砰直跳，嗓子發乾。他走下臺階。

Now he ran eagerly forward, pushing his way through the foliage. He gave a gasp of relief. Shewas there, lying on the pine needles.

他急不可待地跑上前，推開樹葉，看到她在那裏，躺在松葉上，心裏鬆了一口氣。

“Alice.”

“愛麗絲。”

She woke slowly, sleepily, stretching in the sun. “Sorry—I fell asleep.”

她慢慢地醒來了，睡眼朦朦地在太陽下伸伸懶腰。“對不起——我睡着了。”

“Where the hell have you been?”

“你究竟到哪裏去了?”

“I went for a walk.”

“我出去走了走。”

He held up the bracelet and the ring.“I found these.”He was angry, positive. She lookedaway.“Come on did you do it?”I’ve been searching for you. I thought—I thought you’dbeen kidnapped or something. Been hurt?

他舉起手鐲和戒指。“我找到了這些東西。”他很生氣，這一點是肯定的。她轉移了視線。“得了吧，你爲什麼這樣做?我一直在找你，我還以爲——我還以爲你被綁架或者別的什麼了呢。受到了什麼傷害了嗎?”

“I’m sorry.”

“對不起。”

“That’s not enough.”

“說‘對不起’就夠了。”

“I laid a trail.”

“我留有痕跡。”

“You did what?”He was outraged.

“你到底做了什麼呀?”他怒氣衝衝的。

“I wanted you to find me.”

“我想讓你找我。”

“I was terrified—I thought—”

“我當時很害怕——我還以爲——”

“I’m sorry.” She stood up. “I suppose I wanted tofrighten you.”

“對不起，”她站起來。“我想我原來只想嚇唬嚇唬你。”

“Why ?” he barked at her.

“爲什麼?”他大聲問道。

She looked away again. “I didn’t think you wanted me any more.”

她又一次轉移了目光。“我還以爲你不會再要我了呢。”

“Wanted you?”

“要你?”

“You haven’t spoken to me. You seemed so cold. Indifferent somehow.”

“你沒有對我說過，你似乎很冷淡，在某種程度上無動於衷。”

“But it’s you who were indifferent. ”

“可無動於衷的是你。”

She looked genuinely amazed.“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

她看上去真的很吃驚。“我真不知道你在說什麼。”

“I thought you wanted Tom. Didn’t want to be with me.”His voice broke.

“我還以爲你想要湯姆，不想和我在一塊哩。”他的聲音沙啞。

“I thought you found him—more fun.”

“我還以爲你找他——開心去了呢。”

“Him? Oh, he’s a baby. I was lonely, I suppose. You seemed so fed up with me. I didn’t realizedit would —oh , Alan.” She got up and drew him to her , kissing him so hard on the lips.“You aresuch a bloody fool.” I love you—don’t you know?

“他?噢，他還是一個小毛孩子。我很孤獨，我想，你好像很煩我，我沒有意識到那麼——噢，阿蘭。”她站起來，將他拉向自己，深深地吻起了他的嘴脣。“你真是個大傻瓜。我愛你——難道你不知道嗎?”

“Why did you come here?”he asked.

“你怎麼來到這了?”他問道。

“I was wandering about. I couldn’t sleep. Look—”She knelt down and stared at the Latininscription on the two solitary graves.“Who are they?”she asked.

“我是隨便走走。我睡不着。瞧——”她跪下來，盯着前面的兩座孤墳的拉丁碑文問道：“他們是什麼人?”

“I don’t know. I’ve often wondered. Dom Carols Fuenta —he’s definitely a monk. But the oddthing is that he’s buried alongside a woman.” He paused and then went on.“Maria Degardes. Hewas buried in 1892. She was in 1894.”

“我不知道。我也總是想知道。多姆·卡羅斯·福恩塔——他肯定是一個和尚，但奇怪的是，他和一個女人葬在一起。”他暫停了一下，然後接着說道：“瑪麗姬·德加斯。他葬於1892年，而她葬於1894年。”

“Were they lovers?”

“他們是情人嗎?”

“I used to make up stories that they were.”

“我過去經常想給他們編編故事。”

“I was just thinking. A silly thought. I expect you’ll laugh.”

“我剛纔在想。是一個愚蠢的想法，我想你會笑我的。”

“Try me.”

“說說看。”

“Suppose we lived here for the rest of our lives and when we died we were buried here. But inone grave. Together.”

“假如我們今後生活在這裏，我們死後就埋在這裏，但要在一塊。合葬。”

Alan took Alice’s face in his hands and kissed her on the lips.

阿蘭雙手捧起愛麗絲的臉，在她的嘴脣上親吻起來。