格安日英・英日翻訳サービスのミナミ 夏目漱石 『道草』 英語訳2
夏目漱石 『道草』を英訳しました。
2The next day Kenzo passed the same place again at the same time of day. He passed the next day as well. But the man who isn't wearing a hat didn't come out from anywhere anymore. He went back and forth on the usual road, like a machine and like a duty.
After safe days continues for five days, on the morning of the sixth day, the man who isn't wearing a hat suddenly appeared again from behind the slope of Nezu Gongen and threatened Kenzo. It was about the same place as before, and the time was almost the same as before. At that time, Kenzo tried to walk like a machine and like a duty as usual, while being conscious of that the other person is getting closer to him. However, the attitude of the other party was the opposite. He stared at him gathering attention to the binoculars that must make many people uneasy. It was obvious in the dull eyes that he is trying to get closer to him if her have a chance. Kenzo has passed by as mercilessly as possible, but had a strange premonition.
"Maybe something will happen."
But when he got home that day, he finally didn' tell his wife about the man who isn't wearing a hat.
I married her seven or eight years ago, and by that time my relationship with this man had ended long ago. Besides, my marriage wasn't in Tokyo, my hometown, my wife couldn't know the person directly. But only as a rumour he may heard about me, or maybe Kenzo had already spoken from his own mouth or he may hear from his relatives. That didn't matter to Kenzo anyway.
Just regarding this case, there was one fact after marriage that still sometimes comes to his mind. Five or six years ago, when he was still in the countryside, one day a thick envelope written in female letters was suddenly placed on the desk of his office. At that time, he frowned and read the letter. But no matter how much he read, he couldn't finish reading it. It was written in fine letter on about ten sheets of Japanese paper. But after looking through about a fifth, he finally handed it over to his wife.
At that time, he needed to explain to his wife the identity of the woman who wrote such a long letter to him. And, in connection with this woman, I had to refer to a man who wouldn't wear his hat. Kenzo remembers himself of the past that he was forced to do so. However, he easily change his feelings of like and dislike for others, he had already forgotten how closely he explained it to his wife. My wife is a woman, so she should still remember it clearly, but now he doesn't feel like asking her about it again. He hated to think of the woman who wrote this long letter and the man who isn't wearing hat side by side. It was a medium that evoked his unfortunate past from afar.
Fortunately his current condition did not give him room to succumb to such a thing. He returned home, changed his clothes, and immediately entered his study. He feels like there are loads of things he must do on the narrow tatami mats of six tatami mats room all the time. But in reality, the stimulus that he had to do something was far more powerful than he actually has something to do. Naturally, he has to be irritated.
When he opened the box of books he brought from afar in this six tatami mat room, he was sitting cross-legged in a mountain of foreign books and lived like that for a week or two. Then I picked up anything that touched my hand from one end and read a few pages at a time. For that reason, the essential study was never tidied up. In the end, a friend who couldn't stand this mess came and quickly arranged as many books as he could on the bookshelf, regardless of the order or number of books. Many who knew him commented him as neurotic. He himself believed it to be his nature.