我知道如果我做我该做的事，继续无视你，或者离开几年，直到你走回再回来，那么总有一天，你会对迈克，或者类似的人，点头应许的。这种想法让我愤怒。
"And then," he whispered, "as you were sleeping, you said my name. You spoke so clearly, atfirst I thought you'd woken. But you rolled over restlessly and mumbled my name once more,and sighed. The feeling that coursed through me then was unnerving, staggering. And I knew Icouldn't ignore you any longer." He was silent for a moment, probably listening to the suddenlyuneven pounding of my heart.
然后，”他耳语道。“当你睡着的时候，你说出了我的名字。你说得那么清晰，开始我还以为你醒着。可你不得安生地翻来覆去，又一次喃喃地念着我的名字，还叹息着。胆怯和震惊的感觉传遍了我的全身。然后我知道，我再也无法无视你了。”他沉默了片刻，也许是在听我的心脏突如其来的砰砰乱响。
"But jealousy… it's a strange thing. So much more powerful than I would have thought. Andirrational! Just now, when Charlie asked you about that vile Mike Newton…" He shook his headangrily.
“可是嫉妒……是一件奇怪的事情。远比我曾经想到过的，更为有力。而且不合常理!就在刚才，当查理向你问到那个卑鄙的迈克?牛顿……”他生气地摇着头。
"I should have known you'd be listening," I groaned.
“我应该知道你在听的。”我呻吟着。
"Of course."
“当然。”
"That made you feel jealous, though, really?"
“不过，这让你感到了嫉妒，真的?”
"I'm new at this; you're resurrecting the human in me, and everything feels stronger becauseit's fresh."
“我在这方面完全是个新手;你唤醒了我身上属于人类的感情，而且每一种感觉都更为强烈，因为它们对我来说都是新奇的存在。”
"But honestly," I teased, "for that to bother you, after I have to hear that Rosalie — Rosalie,the incarnation of pure beauty, Rosalie — was meant for you. Emmett or no Emmett, how can Icompete with that?"
“但诚恳地说，”我揶揄道，“和困扰着你的这一切相比，在我听说了罗莎莉——罗莎莉，那个纯净的美的化身，罗莎莉——对你的意义以后，有艾美特或者没有艾美特，我又怎能和她竞争呢?”
