Chapter 2 Mutiny!
第二章 叛变！
On the evening of 26th April, Adams saw Bligh on deck.
4月26日傍晚，亚当斯在甲板上看到了布莱。
He looked angry, and stopped near Fletcher Christian.
他看起来很生气，在弗莱彻·克里斯蒂安附近停了下来。
‘Mr Christian!’ Bligh said. ‘Where are my coconuts? I had fifty yesterday, and there are only twenty here now! Where are they? Do you know?’
“克里斯蒂安先生！”布莱说，“我的椰子去哪儿了？我昨天还有五十个，现在这里只剩二十个了！它们在哪？你知道吗？”
‘No, sir,’ Christian said. ‘I don’t know. I never saw them. I didn’t take them, you know that!’
“不，长官，”克里斯蒂安说，“我不知道。我从没见过它们。我没拿，你知道的！”
Captain Bligh looked at his tall young officer and said nothing.
布莱船长看着他这位高个子年轻军官，一言不发。
Bligh and Christian were once friends, Adams remembered. But not now.
亚当斯记得，布莱和克里斯蒂安曾经是朋友。但现在不是了。
Bligh was often angry; Christian was always worried, afraid.
布莱经常发怒；克里斯蒂安总是忧心忡忡，充满恐惧。
Bligh said: ‘Mr Christian, you took my coconuts! I know you did! You’re my second officer, but all you officers take my things! God damn you all!’
布莱说：“克里斯蒂安先生，是你拿了我的椰子！我知道就是你！你是我的二副，但你们这些军官都拿我的东西！上帝诅咒你们所有人！”
At four o’clock that morning, Adams saw Christian again.
那天凌晨四点，亚当斯又见到了克里斯蒂安。
It was a quiet night, and the ship moved slowly through the water.
那是一个宁静的夜晚，船在水面上缓慢前行。
Christian had a piece of wood with him, and a bag. His face was white in the moonlight.
克里斯蒂安带着一块木头和一个袋子。他的脸在月光下显得苍白。
A young officer, George Stewart, talked to Christian. ‘What are you doing, Mr Christian?’ Stewart asked.
一位名叫乔治·斯图尔特的年轻军官跟克里斯蒂安说话。“你在干什么，克里斯蒂安先生？”斯图尔特问。
‘I’m in hell,’ Christian said. ‘Bligh doesn’t like me, or any of his officers! I must leave the ship!’
“我活在地狱里，”克里斯蒂安说，“布莱不喜欢我，也不喜欢任何军官！我必须离开这艘船！”
‘Leave? What are you talking about? How?’
“离开？你在说什么？怎么离开？”
‘I have some food in this bag, and wood, and I can swim,’ Christian said. ‘We’re not far from the island of Tafua. Perhaps I can swim there.’
“我这个袋子里有些食物，还有木头，而且我会游泳，”克里斯蒂安说，“我们离塔富阿岛不远。也许我能游到那里。”
‘Swim to Tafua? Of course you can’t, man! Do you want to die?’
“游到塔富阿岛？你当然不行，伙计！你想死吗？”
‘It doesn’t matter! I can’t stay here with that man! I’m in hell, I tell you! Every day he shouts at me, and it takes a year to sail to England! I must leave the ship!’
“没关系！我不能和那个人待在这里！我告诉你，我活在地狱里！他每天都对我大吼大叫，而且航行回英国还要一年！我必须离开这艘船！”
‘I understand,’ Stewart said. ‘Many of us are afraid of Bligh, we don’t like him. But you must stay, you’re our best officer. Listen to me, now . . .’
“我理解，”斯图尔特说，“我们很多人都怕布莱，我们不喜欢他。但你必须留下来，你是我们最好的军官。听我说……”
Bligh was in bed when the door opened. Christian came in, with three sailors. It was still dark.
门打开时布莱还在床上。克里斯蒂安带着三名水手走了进来。天还很黑。
Bligh opened his eyes. In the moonlight, he saw the gun in Christian’s hand.
布莱睁开眼睛。在月光下，他看到了克里斯蒂安手中的枪。
‘What?’ Bligh sat up. ‘Get out, damn you! This is my…… ‘
“什么？”布莱坐了起来，“滚出去，该死的！这是我的……”
‘Hold him!’ Christian said. The sailors put Bligh’s arms behind his back, and Christian tied them with a rope.
“抓住他！”克里斯蒂安说。水手们把布莱的双臂反剪到背后，克里斯蒂安用绳子把它们绑了起来。
Now, sir, come with us!’ They took Bligh out of his bed and up onto the deck. He wore a shirt, but no trousers or shoes.
“现在，长官，跟我们走！”他们把布莱从床上拖起来带到甲板上。他只穿着衬衫，没穿裤子也没穿鞋。
There were ten or twelve men there with guns and small swords.
那里有十来个拿着枪和短剑的人。
Christian held Bligh’s hands with the rope, and Adams stood behind Bligh with a gun.
克里斯蒂安用绳子抓着布莱的手，亚当斯拿着枪站在布莱身后。
‘What are you doing?’ Bligh said angrily. ‘Let me go at once! You’re…… ‘
“你们在干什么？”布莱愤怒地说，“马上放开我！你们……”
‘Be quiet,’ Adams said. ‘Listen to Mr Christian!’
“安静，”亚当斯说，“听克里斯蒂安先生说！”
‘But I’m the captain’
“可我是船长……”
‘Not now. This is our ship now,’ Christian said. ‘Adams, put the launch in the water.’
“现在不是了。现在这是我们的船了，”克里斯蒂安说，“亚当斯，把小艇放到水里。”
The launch was a small boat, seven metres long. Adams put it in the water next to the ship.
那是一艘七米长的小艇。亚当斯把它放到了船边的水里。
‘Right,’ Christian said. ‘Thank you, Adams. You stay with me.’
“好了，”克里斯蒂安说，“谢谢你，亚当斯。你留在我身边。”
Christian looked at some other sailors. He didn’t like them. ‘You men!’ he said. ‘Get into that boat! Quickly now!’
克里斯蒂安看了看其他一些水手。他不喜欢他们。“你们这些人！”他说，“上那条船！快点！”
‘No!’ Bligh shouted. ‘All of you, stay on this ship! Help me, now!’
“不！”布莱大喊道，“你们所有人都留在船上！快帮我！”
He began to run, but Christian held the rope and Adams held a knife to his neck.
他开始跑，但克里斯蒂安拽着绳子，亚当斯把刀架在了他的脖子上。
‘Do that again, Captain Bligh, and you’re a dead man!’ he said quietly.
“再动一下，布莱船长，你就没命了！”他低声说道。
At the front of the ship, Peter Heywood came up on deck. What’s happening?’ he asked. He was afraid.
在船头，彼得·海伍德来到甲板上。“发生什么事了？”他问道。他很害怕。
‘Be quiet, Peter,’ Christian said. ‘You stay there. Get into the launch, you men!’ he shouted. I told you!’
“安静，彼得，”克里斯蒂安说，“你待在那儿。上小艇，你们这些人！”他喊道，“我说过了！”
Slowly, eighteen sailors got into the launch. Then Christian took Bligh to the side of the ship. Now you, Captain,’ he said. ‘Over the side.’
慢慢地，十八名水手上了小艇。然后克里斯蒂安把布莱带到船边。“现在轮到你了，船长，”他说，“翻过船舷。”
Two men carried Bligh over the side of the ship. Then the sailors threw some bread into the launch, with a barrel of water, a little meat, bottles of rum and wine, some rope and sails, and some of the Captain’s books.
两个人把布莱抬过了船舷。然后水手们往小艇里扔了一些面包、一桶水、少量肉、几瓶朗姆酒和葡萄酒、一些绳索和帆，以及船长的一些书。
‘You see, we aren’t going to kill you,’ Christian said. ‘You can live on that, for a week or two.’
“你看，我们不打算杀你，”克里斯蒂安说，“靠这些东西你可以活上一两周。”
‘But why are you doing this, Christian?’ Bligh shouted angrily. ‘I’m your captain , and your friend!’
“但你为什么要这么做，克里斯蒂安？”布莱愤怒地喊道，“我是你的船长，也是你的朋友！”
‘No you’re not! Not now!’ Christian said. ‘Don’t you understand? I’m in hell, with you here on this ship!’
“不，你不是！现在不是了！”克里斯蒂安说，“你难道不明白吗？和你在这艘船上，我就活在地狱里！”
‘You’re going to be in hell all your life now, Christian, because of this!’ Bligh said.
“因为这件事，你这辈子都要在地狱里度过了，克里斯蒂安！”布莱说。
Bligh sat in the launch with eighteen men. Christian and the sailors watched him from the back of the ship, then they opened a bottle of rum, and laughed.
布莱和十八个人坐在小艇里。克里斯蒂安和水手们在船尾看着他，然后他们打开了一瓶朗姆酒，笑了起来。
‘England is that way, Captain Bligh!’ One of the sailors said. ‘Thirty thousand kilometres to the north!’
“英格兰在那个方向，布莱船长！”一名水手说，“往北三万公里！”
‘Forget England, my friend,’ Adams said. ‘I’m thinking about Tahiti, and those beautiful women! We’re going to be happy now, on Tahiti with Mr Christian!’
“忘掉英格兰吧，我的朋友，”亚当斯说，“我在想塔希提岛，还有那些美丽的女人！我们现在要和克里斯蒂安先生在塔希提岛上过快乐日子了！”
Christian looked at Adams for a minute, but he didn’t smile. His face, in the early morning sun, was white and cold.
克里斯蒂安看了亚当斯一会儿，但没有笑。在清晨的阳光下，他的脸苍白而冷峻。
Then he looked at the launch, far away across the sea, with nineteen men in it.
然后他望向远处海面上的小艇，里面坐着十九个人。
‘Tahiti, England, or the Bounty , it doesn’t matter, John,’ he said. I’m going to live and die in hell.’
“塔希提、英格兰，还是邦蒂号，都不重要了，约翰，”他说，“我注定要在地狱中生，在地狱中死。”
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