阿甘正传(英文版)-第19章

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talk　bout　it？〃



naturally；　she　does　most　of　the　talkin；　an　it　is　really　jus　a　string　of　gripes　bout　men。　she　say

we　are　〃lazy；　unresponsible；　selfish；　low…down　lyin　shits。〃　she　is　goin　on　that　way　for　a　wile　an

then　she　start　to　cry。　i　says；　〃awe；　jenny；　don'；t　do　that。　it　ain'；t　nothin。　that　ole　rudolph　didn'；t

look　like　the　kinda　feller　for　you　no　how；　squattin　on　the　floor　like　that　an　all。〃　an　she　say；　〃yes；

forrest；　probly　you　is　right。　i'；d　like　to　go　home　now。〃　an　so　we　do。



when　we　get　home；　jenny　begun　takin　off　her　clothes。　she　is　down　to　her　underpants；　an　i

am　jus　settin　on　the　couch　tryin　not　to　notice；　but　she　e　up　an　stand　in　front　of　me　an　she　say；

〃forrest；　i　want　you　to　fuck　me　now。〃



you　coulda　knocked　me　over　with　a　feather！　i　jus　set　there　an　gawked　up　at　her。　then　she　set

down　nex　to　me　an　started　foolin　with　my　britches；　an　nex　thing　i　knowed；　she'；d　got　off　my　shirt

an　was　huggin　an　kissin　me　an　all。　at　first；　it　was　jus　a　little　odd；　her　doin　all　that。　course　i　had

dreamed　bout　it　all　along；　but　i　had　not　expected　it　quite　this　way。　but　then；　well　i　guess　somethin

e　over　me；　an　it　didn'；t　matter　what　i'；d　expected；　cause　we　was　rollin　aroun　on　the　couch　an

had　our　clothes　nearly　off　an　then　jenny　pulled　down　my　undershorts　an　her　eyes　get　big　an　she

say；　〃whooo—　lookit　what　you　got　there！〃　an　she　grapped　me　jus　like　miz　french　had　that　day；

but　jenny　never　say　nothin　about　me　keepin　my　eyes　closed；　so　i　didn'；t。



well；　we　done　all　sorts　of　things　that　afternoon　that　i　never　even　dreamt　of　in　my　wildest

imagination。　jenny　shown　me　shit　i　never　could　of　figgered　out　on　my　own—　sidewise；　crosswise；

upside　down；　bottom…wise；　lengthwise；　dogwise；　standin　up；　settin　down；　bendin　over；　leanin

back；　inside…out　an　outside…in—　only　way　we　didn'；t　try　it　was　apart！　we　rolled　all　over　the　livin

room　an　into　the　kitchen—　stove　in　furniture；　knocked　shit　over；　pulled　down　drapes；　mussed　up

the　rug　an　even　turned　the　tv　set　on　by　accident。　wound　up　doin　it　in　the　sink；　but　don'；t　axe　me

how。　when　we　is　finally　finished；　jenny　jus　lie　there　a　wile；　an　then　she　look　at　me　an　say；

〃goddamn；　forrest；　where　is　you　been　all　my　life？〃



〃i　been　aroun；〃　i　says。



naturally；　things　are　a　bit　different　between　jenny　an　me　after　that。　we　menced　to　sleep

in　the　same　bed　together；　which　was　also　kind　of　strange　for　me　at　first；　but　i　sure　got　used　to　it。

when　we　was　doin　our　act　at　the　hodaddy　club；　ever　so　often　jenny　would　pass　by　me　an　muss

up　my　hair；　or　run　her　fingers　down　the　back　of　my　neck。　all　of　a　sudden　things　start　to　change

for　me—　like　my　whole　life　jus　begun；　an　i　am　the　happiest　feller　in　the　world。　　


。。！



阿甘正传（英文版）11

　　

the　day　arrived　when　we　is　to　give　our　little　play　in　professor



quackenbush'；s　class　at　harvard。　the　scene　we　is　to　do　is　when　king　lear　an　his　fool　go　out　onto

the　heath；　which　is　like　a　marsh　or　a　field　back　home；　an　a　big　storm　done　blowed　up　an　everbody

run　into　a　shack　called　a　〃hovel。〃



inside　the　hovel　there　is　a　guy　called　mad　tom　o'；bedlam　who　is　actually　a　character　name

of　edgar　disguised　up　as　a　crazy　person　on　account　of　being　fucked　over　by　his　brother；　who　is　a

bastid。　also；　the　king　is　gone　totally　nuts　by　this　time；　an　edgar　is　playin　a　nut　too；　an　the　fool；　of

course；　is　actin　like　one。　my　part　is　to　be　the　earl　of　gloucester；　who　is　edgar'；s　father；　an　sort　of　a

straight　man　for　them　other　stooges。



professor　quackenbush　have　rigged　up　a　ole　blanket　or　somethin　to　resemble　a　hovel　an　he

has　got　some　kind　of　wind　machine　to　sound　like　a　storm—　big　electric　fan　with　clothespins

holdin　pieces　of　paper　to　the　blades。　anyway；　here　e　elmer　harrington　iii　as　king　lear；

dressed　in　a　gunnysack　an　wearin　a　colander　on　his　head。　the　girl　they　got　to　play　the　fool　has

foun　a　fool'；s　costume　someplace；　with　a　little　cap　that　has　bells　tied　to　it；　an　them　kinds　of　shoes

that　curl　up　in　front　like　arabs　wear。　the　guy　playin　tom　o'；bedlam　has　foun　hissef　a　beatle　wig

an　some　clothes　out　of　the　garbage　an　has　painted　his　face　with　dirt。　they　is　takin　it　all　very

seriously。



i　am　probly　the　best…lookin　of　the　bunch；　tho；　cause　jenny　done　set　down　an　sewed　me　up　a

costume　out　of　a　sheet　an　a　pillow　case　that　i　am　wearin　like　a　diaper；　an　she　has　also　made　me　a

cape　out　of　a　tablecloth；　just　like　superman　wears。



anyway；　professor　quackenbush　start　up　his　wind　machine　an　say　for　us　to　begin　at　page

twelve；　where　mad　tom　is　tellin　us　his　sad　story。



〃do　poor　tom　some　charity；　whom　the　foul　fiend　vexes；〃　tom　say。



an　king　lear　say；　〃what？　have　his　daughters　brought　him　to　this　pass？　couldst　thou　save

nothing？　didst　thou　give　them　all？〃



an　the　fool　say；　〃nay；　he　reserved　a　blanket；　else　we　had　all　been　shamed。〃



this　shit　go　on　for　a　wile；　then　the　fool　say；　〃this　cold　night　will　turn　us　all　to　fools　and

madmen。〃



in　this；　the　fool　is　correct。



just　bout　this　time；　i　am　sposed　to　enter　into　the　hovel　carrying　a　torch；　which　professor

quackenbush　have　borrowed　from　the　drama　department。　the　fool　call　out；　〃look！　here　e　a

walking　fire！〃　an　professor　quackenbush　light　my　torch　an　i　go　across　the　room　into　the　hovel。



〃this　is　the　foul　fiend　flibbertigibbet；〃　tom　o'；bedlam　say。



〃what'；s　he？〃　the　king　axes。



an　i　say；　〃what　are　you　there？　your　names？〃



mad　tom　say　he　is　jus　〃po　tom；　that　eats　the　swimmin　frawg；　the　toad；　the　tadpole　and　the

newt。。。〃　an　a　bunch　of　other　shit；　an　then　i　sposed　to　suddenly　recognize　the　king；　an　say：



〃what！　hath　your　grace　no　better　pany？〃



an　mad　tom；　he　answer；　〃the　prince　of　darkness　is　a　gentleman—　modo　he'；s　call'；d；　and

mahu。〃



the　wind　machine　be　blowin　hard　now；　an　i　reckon　professor　quackenbush　have　not

considered　that　i　am　six　feet　six　inches　tall　when　he　built　the　hovel；　cause　the　top　of　my　torch　is

bumpin　against　the　ceiling。



　



mad　tom；　he　is　now　sposed　to　say；　〃poor　tom'；s　a…cold；〃　but　instead；　he　say；　〃watch　that

torch！〃



i　look　down　at　my　book　to　see　where　that　line　e　from；　an　elmer　harrington　iii　say　to　me；

〃look　out　for　that　torch；　you　idiot！〃　an　i　say　back　to　him；　〃for　once　in　my　life　i　am　not　the

idiot—　you　is！〃　an　then　all　of　a　sudden　the　roof　to　the　hovel　catch　on　fire　an　fall　on　mad　tom'；s

beatle　wig　an　set　it　on　fire　too。



〃turn　off　the　goddamn　wind　machine！〃　somebody　shout；　but　it　is　too　late。　everthing　burning

up！



mad　tom　is　hollerin　an　yellin　an　king　lear　take　off　his　colander　an　jam　it　on　mad　tom'；s

head　to　put　the　fire　out。　people　is　jumpin　aroun　an　choakin　an　coughin　an　cussin　an　the　girl　playin

the　fool　gets　hysterical　an　mence　to　shriek　an　cry；　〃we　will　all　be　kilt！〃　for　a　moment　or　two；

it　actually　looks　that　way。



i　turn　behin　me；　an　damn　if　my　cape　ain'；t　caught　on　fire；　an　so　i　thowed　open　the　winder　an

grapped　the　fool　aroun　her　waist　an　out　we　leaped。　it　was　only　from　the　secont　story　winder；　an

they　was　a　bunch　of　shrubs　down　there　that　broke　our　fall；　but　it　was　also　lunchtime　an　hundrits

of　people　was　wanderin　aroun　the　yard。　there　we　was；　all　a…fire　an　smolderin。



black　smoke　e　pourin　from　up　in　the　open　winder　of　the　class　an　all　of　a　sudden　there　is

professor　quackenbush；　leanin　out　an　lookin　aroun；　shakin　his　fist；　face　all　covered　up　with　soot。



〃gump；　you　fuckin　idiot—　you　stupid　asshole！　you　will　pay　for　this！〃　he　shoutin。



the　fool　is　grovelin　aroun　on　the　groun　an　bawlin　an　wringing　her　hans　but　she　is　okay—　just

singed　up　a　bit—　so　i　just　took　off—　bounded　across　the　yard　fast　as　i　could　run；　cape　still　on　fire；

smoke　trailin　behin　me。　i　didn'；t　stop　till　i　got　home；　an　when　i　get　into　the　apartment；　jenny　say；

〃oh；　forrest；　how　was　it？　i　bet　you　was　wonderful！〃　then　she　get　a　peculiar　look　on　her　face。

〃say；　do　you　smell　somethin　burnin？〃　she　axes。



〃it　is　a　long　story；〃　i　say。



anyhow；　after　that　i　did　not　attend　the　〃role　of　the　idiot　in　world　literature〃　no　more；　as　i

have　seen　quite　enough。　but　ever　night　i　an　jenny　are　playin　with　the　cracked　eggs　an　all　day

long　we　is　makin　love　an　takin　walks　an　havin　picnics　on　the　banks　of　the　charles　river　an　it　is

heaven。　jenny　has　written　a　nice　tender　song　called　〃do　it　to　me　hard　an　fast；〃　in　which　i　get　to

take　bout　a　five…minute　ride　on　my　harmonica。　it　were　a　splendid　spring　an　summer；　an　we　went

down　to　new　yawk　an　made　the　tapes　for　mister　feeblestein　an　a　few　weeks　later　he　call　up　to

say　we　is　gonna　have　a　record　album。　not　too　long　after　that；　everbody　be　callin　us　up　to　play　in

their　towns　an　we　took　the　money　we　got　from　mister　feeblestein　an　bought　us　a　big　bus　with

beds　an　shit　in　it　an　go　on　the　road。



now　there　is　somethin　else　durin　that　period　that　played　a　great　role　in　my　life。　one　night

after　we　is　finished　the　first　set　at　the　hodaddy　club；　mose；　the　drummer　for　the　cracked　eggs；

take　me　aside　an　say；　〃forrest；　you　is　a　nice