Don't tell me. You're a reporter Which newspaper do you work for?
阿，不用說，你是記者。你是哪一家報社的?
The Sunday Times, sir.
“《星期日時報》，先生。”
A very good newspaper. Come in and sit down. Ask your questions. We were young once, werent we. Linda? But of course that as a long time ago.
那是家很好的報紙。進來坐吧。有什么問題就問吧。我們也曾經年輕過，對不對，琳達?不過，那當然是很久很久以前的事情了。
He turned to a tall woman, who was standing in the corner. She smiled at me with friendly brown eyes. So this is Lady Evans, I thought What a nice face she has! She looks like a farmer's wife.
他轉向角落里站著的一位高個子女士。她那雙褐色的眼睛含著友好的笑意看著我。“那么，這位一定是埃文斯夫人了，”我心想,“她的臉龐真慈祥！她看上去就像農夫的妻子。”
I was not afraid any more. I sat down and opened my notebook.
我不再感到害怕了。我坐下來，推開筆記本。
Tell me about yourself, please, Sir Anthony Did you come from a musical family? Did you start to learn the piano when you were three, like Mozart?
請告訴我一些關于您自己的事情，安東尼爵士。您出身于音樂世家嗎？您是不是像莫扎特那樣，三歲就開始學習彈鋼琴了？
The famous pianist smiled. "No, no, my dear. I am the first musician in my family. And I was fourteen years old before I touched a piano for the first time." He saw the surprise on my face. "We have a little time before my concert. I'll tell you my story. It's a strange story, but every word of it is true. You see, I left school when I was thirteen. Everybody called me Tony in those days. I worked on a farm…"
這位著名的鋼琴演奏家笑道:“不，親愛的孩
子，不是這樣。我是我們家出的頭一個音樂家。直到14歲，我才第一次接觸鋼琴。”他看到我臉上訝異的神色，接著說:“音樂會開始之前，我們能有一小會兒時間，讓我把我的故事講給你聽吧。這是一個不可思議的故事，但字字句句都是真的。是這樣的，我13歲就離開了學校。那會兒他們都叫我托尼。我在一個農場里干活兒。
It was an exciting story and he told it well. At first I tried to write everything down in my notebook. Then the pen fell from my hand and I just listened. I was lost in Sir Anthony's wonderful story. He told me about an old school behind a high wall in a dirty street. There was broken glass on top of the wall. The school yard was very small. As he spoke, pictures came into my mind. I saw a little boy called Tony Evans, playing football with an old tin…
他娓娓道出了一個令人激動的故事。起初，我試圖把他說的每一句話都記在筆記本上。然而，聽著聽著，筆從我手中滑落，我只是投入地聽他講述。我沉浸在安東尼爵士那個奇妙的故事當中。他向我講到一條骯臟的小巷里高墻內的一所舊學校，墻頭插著碎玻璃,學校的院子很窄小。他講著講著，我腦海里漸漸浮現出這樣一幅畫面個名叫托尼埃文斯的小男孩，把一個日罐頭盒當足球踢著…
