欧亨利短篇小说《TheLastLeaf》(《最后一片常青藤叶》(3)

肺炎先生可不是人们想象中的上了年纪的乐善好施的绅士。柔弱的小姑娘，早就已经被加加利福尼亚州的西风出的脸上苍白了，哪里禁得住这个摩拳擦掌的老不死的折腾。琼西也未能幸免，她躺在刷过油漆的破旧的铁床上，一动不动，只是望着荷兰式的小玻璃窗外面的砖房的墙壁。
One morning the busy doctor invited Sue into the hallway with a shaggy(蓬松的)，gray eyebrow.
一天早上，忙碌的医生扬了扬他蓬松的灰色眉毛，把苏叫的走廊上。
“She has only one chance in—let us say, the”.he said ,as he shook down the mercury(温度表)in his clinical thermo-metmeter.“And that dance is for her to live . This way people have of lining-up on the side of the undertsker makers the entire phaimacopeia look silly.Your little lady has made up her mind that she’s not going to get well Has she angthing on her mind？
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“我看，她的病恐怕只有十分之一的希望了。”医生一边甩了甩体温计，想把体温计的水银摔倒零点，一边说到，“就看她对生命的渴望了。一个人一心想死，等着去殡仪馆排队，就无药可救了。这位小姐，好像已经自暴自弃了。她是还有未了的心愿吗？”
“She ——she want to pain the Bay of Naples some day,”said Sue.
“她，她还打算去画Naples海湾”苏说。(看了好几遍才发现后面真正使Joanna对生命有希望的的是什么)
“Paint？——Has she anything on her mind worth thinking twice—— a man,for instance？ ”
“画画？……别瞎说了，她没有值得多考虑一下的事情？……比方说，男人？”