三个醉青年

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"Cabby! “车夫！

To the Police Bridge!" 去警察桥！”

shouted one of them, a hunchback. 其中一个驼背大声嚷道。

"Three of us. “就我们仨。

Twenty kopecks!" 二十戈比！”

It was far too little, but Iona didn't care. 这钱实在太少了，但约纳不在乎。

Twenty kopecks or five, it made no difference, 二十戈比也好，五戈比也罢，都没什么分别，

as long as he had passengers. 只要有乘客拉就行。

"Get going, old man! “快走啊，老头！

What a hat you've got! 瞧你戴的那顶破帽子！

There isn't a worse one in all of Petersburg!" 全彼得堡都找不出比这更寒碜的了！”

"He-he!" “嘿嘿！”

laughed Iona. 约纳陪着笑了笑。

"It's nothing to boast of." “确实没什么好显摆的。”

"Then drive faster! “那就赶快点！

Or do you want a smack on the neck?" 还是你想后脖颈挨上一记？”

But Iona didn't mind. 但约纳一点也不介意。

He heard their voices, felt their company, 听着他们的声音，感觉身边有人，

and the loneliness in his chest began to lift a little. 他心头那份沉甸甸的孤独感便稍稍消散了些。

Even rough company is better than none, when your heart is breaking. 人在心碎的时候，哪怕身边是些粗鲁的家伙，也总好过孤身一人。

At last, he found a pause in their talk, and turned around. 终于，他趁他们话音停顿的空当转过身来。

"This week," he said, "my son died." “这个星期，”他说，“我儿子死了。”