第十三章: 沼泽之路 The Passage of the Marshes
“Here it is!” he cried. “There is a way down inside, yes. Now we follows it — out, out away over there.” He pointed south and east towards the marshes. The reek of them came to their nostrils, heavy and foul even in the cool night air.
“就是这里！”他大喊着：“底下有条路，没错，我们可以跟着走下去，那边有出口。”他指着东南方的沼泽说。沼泽的臭味即使在这带着凉意的夜空中，还是十分的呛鼻。
Gollum cast up and down along the brink, and at length he called to them. “Here! We can get down here. Sméagol went this way once: I went this way, hiding from Orcs.”
咕鲁沿着裂隙往下走，最后他回头大喊：“来吧！我们可以从这边下去，史麦戈以前来过这里，我就是在这边躲过半兽人的。”
Gollum moved quickly, with his head and neck thrust forward, often using his hands as well as his feet. Frodo and Sam were hard put to it to keep up with him; but he seemed no longer to have any thought of escaping, and if they fell behind, he would turn and wait for them. After a time he brought them to the brink of the narrow gully that they had struck before; but they were now further from the hills.
咕鲁的动作很快，他的脑袋一直往前伸，双手也经常代替脚的功用。佛罗多和山姆得十分辛苦才能够赶上他，但他似乎不再想要逃跑了。如果他们落后了，他会转过身等待他们。过了一段时间之后，他带着两人来到一个之前曾经看到过的狭窄溪谷，但这次距离爱明莫尔又远了一些。
He led the way, and following him the hobbits climbed down into the gloom. It was not difficult, for the rift was at this point only some fifteen feet deep and about a dozen across. There was running water at the bottom: it was in fact the bed of one of the many small rivers that trickled down from the hills to feed the stagnant pools and mires beyond. Gollum turned to the right, southward more or less, and splashed along with his feet in the shallow stony stream. He seemed greatly delighted to feel the water, and chuckled to himself, sometimes even croaking in a sort of song.
他领着路，哈比人们跟着他爬下裂隙。一路上并不难走，因为裂隙在这附近只有十五尺深，十几尺宽而已。底下果然有溪水在奔流，事实上，这就是众多由山上流下，供给恶臭沼泽积水的小溪之一。咕鲁转过身，朝着南边走去，有蹼的脚踏着浅而多岩的小溪，能碰到水似乎让他觉得很高兴，有时他会咯咯的笑，甚至挤出某种曲调难辨的歌曲。
The cold hard lands
寒气冰冰，
clad in mail, never clinking.
披着鳞甲，却不用背。
thinks a fountain
误认为泉水喷，
they gnaws our feet.
咬着脚底。
is wet and cool:
又湿又冰凉：
But stream and pool
溪水和池塘，
Drowns on dry land,
在窒闷的陆地，
The rocks and stones
巨岩和石块，
“Ha! ha! What does we wish?” he said, looking sidelong at the hobbits. “We’ll tell you,” he croaked. “He guessed it long ago, Baggins guessed it.” A glint came into his eyes, and Sam catching the gleam in the darkness thought it far from pleasant.
“哈！哈！我们想要什么呢？”他瞄着哈比人说：“我们告诉你，”他声音沙哑地自问自答：“他早就猜到了，巴金斯老早就猜到了！”他的眼中闪过一道光芒，山姆在黑暗中注意到那光芒，认为那并不是什么善意的举动。
These words only made more pressing to Sam’s mind a problem that had been troubling him from the moment when he understood that his master was going to adopt Gollum as a guide: the problem of food. It did not occur to him that his master might also have thought of it, but he supposed Gollum had. Indeed how had Gollum kept himself in all his lonely wandering?
这些字眼却正好提醒了山姆一件事情，自从他知道主人将要收容咕鲁作向导的时候，就一直觉得不安的事情：食物的问题。他并不认为主人会想到这件事，但很明显的咕鲁想到了。咕鲁在这段满山遍野跟踪的过程中，到底怎么求得温饱的？
are like old bones
好象骨骸，
so juicy-sweet!
多汁又甜美的鱼！
they bites our hands,
刺痛手心，
as cold as death;
冰冷带着死气；
all bare of meat.
无肉无依。
is a puff of air.
是那气泡飞。
What a joy to meet!
如此美丽！
is a mountain;
看作是高山峻岭，
So sleek, so fair!
如此柔美！
And now we wish —
我们想要──
thinks an island
把一座岛屿，
Alive without breath;
活着却不呼吸，
so nice for feet!
舒爽在心里！
to catch a fish,
可以抓到一条鱼，
never thirsting, ever drinking;
永远不渴，永不喝水；
We only wish
我们只希望
“Day is near,” he whispered, as if Day was something that might overhear him and spring on him. “Sméagol will stay here: I will stay here, and the Yellow Face won’t see me.”
“快白天了，”他低声说，彷佛白天是种会悄悄跟上来偷袭他的怪兽。“史麦戈留在这里，我会留在这里，这样大黄脸就不会看见我。”
“You are not wise to be glad of the Yellow Face,” said Gollum. “It shows you up. Nice sensible hobbits stay with Sméagol. Orcs and nasty things are about. They can see a long way. Stay and hide with me!”
“看到黄脸会觉得高兴，你实在不太聪明，”咕鲁说：“它会让你被看见，聪明讲理的哈比人会和史麦戈在一起，到处都有半兽人和怪物，他们可以看到很远的东西。和我一起躲！”
“Not too well,” thought Sam. “He looks fair famished. Not too dainty to try what hobbit tastes like, if there ain’t no fish, I’ll wager — supposing as he could catch us napping. Well, he won’t: not Sam Gamgee for one.”
“我猜多半吃得不怎么样，”山姆想：“他看起来瘦巴巴的。如果没有鱼的话，我看他很可能会想要尝尝哈比人的味道。我敢打赌，如果他遇上我们打盹的时候，一定会这样做的。哼哼，我绝不会让他得逞的，山姆绝不会当他的牺牲者！”
“We should be glad to see the Sun,” said Frodo, “but we will stay here: we are too tired to go any further at present.”
“我们看见太阳应该要很高兴才对，”佛罗多说：“不过，我们还是待在这里好了，反正我们也太累了，再也走不动了。”
They stumbled along in the dark winding gully for a long time, or so it seemed to the tired feet of Frodo and Sam. The gully turned eastward, and as they went on it broadened and got gradually shallower. At last the sky above grew faint with the first grey of morning. Gollum had shown no signs of tiring, but now he looked up and halted.
他们在溪谷里面踉跄地走了很长的一段时间，至少对于全身酸痛的佛罗多和山姆来说是这样的。溪谷往东蜿蜒，随着他们的前进，溪水越来越浅，河道越来越宽，最后，天空终于冒出了些许的曙光。咕鲁看起来并不疲倦，但他却停下脚步抬起头。
At the word hungry a greenish light was kindled in Gollum’s pale eyes, and they seemed to protrude further than ever from his thin sickly face. For a moment he relapsed into his old Gollum-manner. “We are famisshed, yes famisshed we are, precious,” he said. “What is it they eats? Have they nice fisshes?” His tongue lolled out between his sharp yellow teeth, licking his colourless lips.
一听见饿这个字，咕鲁的眼中就亮起了绿色光芒，那双眼睛似乎比平常还要突出许多。一瞬间，他似乎又恢复了原先的行为模式。“我们好饿，嘶嘶的，我们好饿，宝贝，”他说：“他们吃什么？他们有没有好吃的鱼？”他的舌头从黄色的利齿间钻了出来，舔舐着苍白的嘴唇。
“No, we have got no fish,” said Frodo. “We have only got this” — he held up a wafer of lembas — “and water, if the water here is fit to drink.”
“不，我们没有鱼，”佛罗多说：“我们只有这个──”他拿起一片精灵的干粮说：“还有水，希望这边的水可以喝。”
The three of them settled down to rest at the foot of the rocky wall of the gully. It was not much more than a tall man’s height now, and at its base there were wide flat shelves of dry stone; the water ran in a channel on the other side. Frodo and Sam sat on one of the flats, resting their backs. Gollum paddled and scrabbled in the stream.
三人靠着溪谷边的山壁开始休息，附近的山壁不过只有一名人类的高度，在底下还有许多完全没被淋湿的石头凹槽，溪水则是在另一边流着，佛罗多和山姆躺在凹槽里面休息着。咕鲁在溪水里面打滚，似乎在找些什么。
“Yess, yess, nice water,” said Gollum. “Drink it, drink it, while we can! But what is it they’ve got, precious? Is it crunchable? Is it tasty?”
“嘶嘶的，嘶的，好水，”咕鲁说：“要喝，要喝，把握机会喝！可是宝贝，他们有的是什么东西？可以咬吗？好吃吗？”
“We must take a little food,” said Frodo. “Are you hungry, Sméagol? We have very little to share, but we will spare you what we can.”
“我们必须先吃一点了，”佛罗多说：“史麦戈，你饿了吗？我们能够分你的东西不多，不过，只要东西还有剩，我们就会和你分享。”
Frodo broke off a portion of a wafer and handed it to him on its leaf-wrapping. Gollum sniffed at the leaf and his face changed: a spasm of disgust came over it, and a hint of his old malice. “Sméagol smells it!” he said. “Leaves out of the Elf-country, gah! They stinks. He climbed in those trees, and he couldn’t wash the smell off his hands, my nice hands.” Dropping the leaf, he took a corner of the lembas and nibbled it. He spat, and a fit of coughing shook him.
佛罗多掰下一片‘兰巴斯’，放在原先包装干粮的叶子上递给他。咕鲁闻了闻，表情立刻就变了，他露出恶心和厌恶交杂的扭曲表情，似乎又准备露出以往那恶狠狠的样子。“史麦戈闻到了！”他说：“精灵住所出来的叶子！恶！好臭。他爬过那些树，就一直洗不掉手上的味道，我可爱的手啊。”他丢掉叶子，拿了一小角兰巴斯，咬了一口；立刻吐出来，开始剧烈咳嗽。
“Ach! No!” he spluttered. “You try to choke poor Sméagol. Dust and ashes, he can’t eat that. He must starve. But Sméagol doesn’t mind. Nice hobbits! Sméagol has promised. He will starve. He can’t eat hobbits’ food. He will starve. Poor thin Sméagol!”
“啊！不！”他口齿不清地说：“你们想要呛死史麦戈！吃起来像灰尘，不能吃，他得饿肚子了，但史麦戈不在乎。好哈比人！史麦戈答应过了，他要饿肚子。他不能吃哈比人的食物，他要饿肚子，可怜的瘦瘦史麦戈！”
The hobbits munched their lembas in silence. Sam thought that it tasted far better, somehow, than it had for a good while: Gollum’s behaviour had made him attend to its flavour again. But he did not feel comfortable. Gollum watched every morsel from hand to mouth, like an expectant dog by a diner’s chair. Only when they had finished and were preparing to rest, was he apparently convinced that they had no hidden dainties that he could share in. Then he went and sat by himself a few paces away and whimpered a little.
哈比人沉默地嚼着，兰巴斯。山姆觉得自己又可以享受这干粮的美味了，咕鲁的反应让他又注意起这东西的味道，但他并不觉得安全。咕鲁看着他们每一个用餐的动作，好象是餐桌边的忠狗一样。只有当他们吃完收拾好东西准备休息的时候，他才终于相信他们没有藏起任何好东西。然后，他就转身离开，坐在比较远的地方哼哼叫。
“I’m sorry,” said Frodo; “but I can’t help you, I’m afraid. I think this food would do you good, if you would try. But perhaps you can’t even try, not yet anyway.”
“抱歉，”佛罗多说：“可惜我帮不上忙，我本来还以为这食物可以让你更健康一些，只要你愿意试试，不过，看来你连试都没办法。”
So tired was Frodo that his head fell forward on his breast and he slept, almost as soon as he had spoken the words. Gollum seemed no longer to have any fears. He curled up and went quickly to sleep, quite unconcerned. Presently his breath was hissing softly through his clenched teeth, but he lay still as stone. After a while, fearing that he would drop off himself, if he sat listening to his two companions breathing, Sam got up and gently prodded Gollum. His hands uncurled and twitched, but he made no other movement. Sam bent down and said fissh close to his ear, but there was no response, not even a catch in Gollum’s breathing.
佛罗多累到几乎话一说完，头就往前倒向胸口，立刻睡着了。咕鲁似乎不再害怕，他蜷成一团，蛮不在乎地开始睡觉，他的呼吸穿过齿间，发出恼人的嘶嘶声，但至少他并没有任何轻举妄动的迹象。过了不久之后，山姆担心自己如果只是听着同伴的呼吸声，多半也会睡着，因此赶忙站起来，小心翼翼地戳戳咕鲁。他的手抽动了一下，但没有任何其它的反应。山姆弯下身，在他的耳边低声说：“有鱼！”但对方还是一点反应也没有，连呼吸都没有丝毫的改变。
“Look here!” Sam whispered to Frodo, not too softly: he did not really care whether Gollum heard him or not. “We’ve got to get some sleep; but not both together with that hungry villain nigh, promise or no promise. Sméagol or Gollum, he won’t change his habits in a hurry, I’ll warrant. You go to sleep, Mr. Frodo, and I’ll call you when I can’t keep my eyelids propped up. Turn and about, same as before, while he’s loose.”
“听着！”山姆对佛罗多耳语道，但其实声音并不是那么的小，他并不介意咕鲁到底听不听得到：“我们得要休息，但是有这个饥肠辘辘的坏蛋在附近，我们不能够两个人同时睡着，不管他有没有发誓都一样。不管是史麦戈还是咕鲁，旧习难改啊！佛罗多先生，你先睡，我会撑到眼睛睁不开的时候再叫你。在他到处乱跑的时候，我们必须要小心提防。”
“Perhaps you’re right, Sam,” said Frodo speaking openly. “There is a change in him, but just what kind of a change and how deep, I’m not sure yet. Seriously though, I don’t think there is any need for fear — at present. Still watch if you wish. Give me about two hours, not more, and then call me.”
“山姆，或许你说的没错，”佛罗多刻意大声地说：“他的确有了些改变，但究竟是什么改变，又有多深刻，我都还不确定。不过，认真的说，我并不认为现在有必要太担心；不过，如果你想的话，还是花点时间监视他。给我两小时，然后叫我起来。”
“Not far, not far!” said a voice above him. He looked up and saw the shape of Gollum’s large head and ears against the evening sky.
“不远，不远！”他头上一个声音说。他抬起头，看见咕鲁的大头和耳朵，正背对着天空看着他。
Sam scratched his head. “Must really be asleep,” he muttered. “And if I was like Gollum, he wouldn’t wake up never again.” He restrained the thoughts of his sword and the rope that sprang to his mind, and went and sat down by his master.
山姆搔搔头说：“多半是真的睡着了！”他喃喃自语道：“如果我像咕鲁一样，这家伙就永远没机会醒来了。”他强自压抑住浮现在脑中的宝剑和绳子的影像，走回主人身边坐下。
When he woke up the sky above was dim, not lighter but darker than when they had breakfasted. Sam leapt to his feet. Not least from his own feeling of vigour and hunger, he suddenly understood that he had slept the daylight away, nine hours at least. Frodo was still fast asleep, lying now stretched on his side. Gollum was not to be seen. Various reproachful names for himself came to Sam’s mind, drawn from the Gaffer’s large paternal word-hoard; then it also occurred to him that his master had been right: there had for the present been nothing to guard against. They were at any rate both alive and unthrottled.
当他醒来的时候，天空已经黯淡下来，并不比他们用早餐的时候明亮到哪里去。山姆立刻跳起来。这不是因为他觉得精力充沛或是肚子饿，而是因为他突然间意识到，自己已经睡过了整个白天，至少九个小时！佛罗多依旧睡得很熟，四仰八叉地躺在地上，咕鲁不见了。山姆开始从老家伙的丰富词汇中，找出各种各样责备自己的话语，同时，他也想到主人的看法是正确的：至少目前他们根本没有什么需要担心的地方。两个人都好好的，没有受到任何的威胁。
“Poor wretch!” he said half remorsefully. “Now I wonder where he’s got to?”
“可怜的家伙！”他后悔地说：“不知道他到哪里去了？”
“Here, what are you doing?” cried Sam, his suspicions coming back as soon as he saw that shape.
“哇！你在那边干嘛？”当山姆一看见对方的身影，立刻又起了疑心。
“Come back now!” shouted Sam. “Hi! Come back!” But Gollum had vanished.
“现在马上回来！”山姆大喊着：“喂！快回来！”但咕鲁已经消失了。
Frodo woke at the sound of Sam’s shout and sat up, rubbing his eyes. “Hullo!” he said. “Anything wrong? What’s the time?”
佛罗多一听见山姆的叫喊声，立刻揉着眼睛坐了起来。“嗨！”他说：“出了什么事吗？现在什么时候了？”
“Don’t worry!” said Frodo. “There’s no help for it. But he’ll come back, you’ll see. The promise will hold yet a while. And he won’t leave his Precious, anyway.”
“别担心！”佛罗多说：“你管不住他的，到时你就知道，他会回来的。至少那誓言短时间内还算有效。反正，他也不会离开他的宝贝。”
“I dunno,” said Sam. “After sundown, I reckon. And he’s gone off. Says he’s hungry.”
“我不知道，”山姆说：“我猜太阳多半已经下山了。他又跑了，说他肚子饿。”
“Sméagol is hungry,” said Gollum. “Be back soon.”
“史麦戈肚子饿了，”咕鲁说：“很快就回来。”
Frodo made light of it when he learned that they had slept soundly for hours with Gollum, and a very hungry Gollum too, loose beside them. “Don’t think of any of your gaffer’s hard names,” he said. “You were worn out, and it has turned out well: we are now both rested. And we have a hard road ahead, the worst road of all.”
佛罗多在知道自己睡了好几个小时，身旁还有一名饥肠辘辘的咕鲁时，他并没有很担心。“不要又想到那些你老爹骂你的话了，”他说：“你已经筋疲力竭了，反正也没什么坏结果，我们至少都好好地休息过了。眼前还有很艰难的一段路，恐怕是最糟糕的路段。”
“About the food,” said Sam. “How long’s it going to take us to do this job? And when it’s done, what are we going to do then? This waybread keeps you on your legs in a wonderful way, though it doesn’t satisfy the innards proper, as you might say: not to my feeling anyhow, meaning no disrespect to them as made it. But you have to eat some of it every day, and it doesn’t grow. I reckon we’ve got enough to last, say, three weeks or so, and that with a tight belt and a light tooth, mind you. We’ve been a bit free with it so far.”
“至于食物的部分，”山姆说：“我们这个任务到底会花多久的时间？在我们完成之后，又该做些什么？这个干粮可以让我的脚不停运动，但是却无法让人感到真正的饱足。至少我是这样啦，我没有对制造干粮的人有任何不敬的意思。真正让我担心的是，我们每天都必须吃一点，它也不会越长越多。根据我的判断，干粮的量大概还可以让我们持续大约三星期左右，那还得是勒紧裤腰带的状况。到目前为止，我们似乎都太过大方了些。”
“I don’t know how long we shall take to — to finish,” said Frodo. “We were miserably delayed in the hills. But Samwise Gamgee, my dear hobbit — indeed, Sam my dearest hobbit, friend of friends — I do not think we need give thought to what comes after that. To do the job as you put it — what hope is there that we ever shall? And if we do, who knows what will come of that? If the One goes into the Fire, and we are at hand? I ask you, Sam, are we ever likely to need bread again? I think not. If we can nurse our limbs to bring us to Mount Doom, that is all we can do. More than I can, I begin to feel.”
“我不知道要完成这个任务，到底还要花多久的时间，”佛罗多说：“我们在爱明莫尔那边已经耽搁了很久的时间。不过，亲爱的山姆，我最好的朋友，我并不认为我们需要考虑在那之后会发生什么事情。照你说的，即使我们有机会可以完成这个任务，谁知道最后会有什么希望？如果我们这样做，谁又知道最后会怎么样？如果至尊魔戒落入火焰之中，而我们正在旁边呢？山姆，我问你，你觉得我们那个时候会需要什么面包吗？我想恐怕永远不需要了。如果我们可以好好保持精力，让自己可以安全地走到末日火山，那就已经够了。我甚至开始觉得，可能连这个都做不到。”
Sam nodded silently. He took his master’s hand and bent over it. He did not kiss it, though his tears fell on it. Then he turned away, drew his sleeve over his nose, and got up, and stamped about, trying to whistle, and saying between the efforts: “Where’s that dratted creature?”
山姆静静地点头。他握住主人的手，弯下头去。他并没有亲吻它，却让眼泪滴在其上。然后他转过身，用袖子擦着鼻子，试图故作轻松地在四周走着，强自镇定地喃喃自语：“那个该死的家伙到哪里去了？”
It was actually not long before Gollum returned; but he came so quietly that they did not hear him till he stood before them. His fingers and face were soiled with black mud. He was still chewing and slavering. What he was chewing, they did not ask or like to think.
事实上，咕鲁不久之后就回来了，但他的动作轻到让人毫无所觉，直到他出现在他们身边才被发现。他的手指和脸上都沾满了黑色的泥浆。他依旧在不停地嚼着某种食物，不过，他们并不想要知道那究竟是什么食物。
Gollum said nothing to them, until he had drunk deeply and washed himself in the stream. Then he came up to them, licking his lips. “Better now,” he said. “Are we rested? Ready to go on? Nice hobbits, they sleep beautifully. Trust Sméagol now? Very, very good.”
咕鲁在大口喝完溪水和洗过手脸之后，才对他们说话。此时，他舔着嘴唇，走到他们身边。“好多了，”他说：“我们休息够了吗？可以继续了吗？好哈比人，他们睡得真熟。相信史麦戈了吗？很好，很好。”
The next stage of their journey was much the same as the last. As they went on the gully became ever shallower and the slope of its floor more gradual. Its bottom was less stony and more earthy, and slowly its sides dwindled to mere banks. It began to wind and wander. That night drew to its end, but clouds were now over moon and star, and they knew of the coming of day only by the slow spreading of the thin grey light.
他们旅程的第二部分，和前半段其实并没有多大的差异，随着他们继续前进，溪水变得越来越浅，地形也越来越平坦，河底的岩石越来越少，取而代之的是大量的泥浆，最后两岸也几乎和河面完全平行了，河水开始慢无限制地乱流。今晚似乎已经快要结束了，但云雾遮蔽了月亮和星光，他们只能透过隐隐露出的灰光来判断清晨的到来。
In a chill hour they came to the end of the water-course. The banks became moss-grown mounds. Over the last shelf of rotting stone the stream gurgled and fell down into a brown bog and was lost. Dry reeds hissed and rattled though they could feel no wind.
在黎明前最冷的时刻，他们也来到溪流的末端。两岸变成长满了青苔的土丘，在经过一连串腐烂的岩石之后，溪水咯咯地流进一个褐色的沼泽中，就此消失不见。虽然众人都无法感觉到任何的风向，但四周的杂草还是发出呼呼的声音，不停摇动。
“Worms or beetles or something slimy out of holes,” thought Sam. “Brr! The nasty creature; the poor wretch!”
“可能是小虫或是什么从洞里面挖出来的东西，”山姆想：“恶，这个肮脏可怜的家伙！”
The hobbits were now wholly in the hands of Gollum. They did not know, and could not guess in that misty light, that they were in fact only just within the northern borders of the marshes, the main expanse of which lay south of them. They could, if they had known the lands, with some delay have retraced their steps a little, and then turning east have come round over hard roads to the bare plain of Dagorlad: the field of the ancient battle before the gates of Mordor. Not that there was great hope in such a course. On that stony plain there was no cover, and across it ran the highways of the Orcs and the soldiers of the Enemy. Not even the cloaks of Lórien would have concealed them there.
哈比人现在完全只能倚靠咕鲁的带领。在这迷茫的雾气中，他们不知道，也猜不到自己其实只是刚进入沼泽的北边，主要宽广的沼泽区还是在他们的南边。如果他们对地形了解得比较清楚，或许可以可以多花一点时间往回走，往东边多走一些路，至少可以来到宽阔的达哥拉平原，也就是古代在魔多之门前一场大战的战场。不过，走这条路恐怕只会更危险。因为魔王的士兵和半兽人大多来往于这里，在那一片荒凉、毫无掩蔽的平原上，连精灵的斗篷都无法让他们逃过被发现的命运。
On either side and in front wide fens and mires now lay, stretching away southward and eastward into the dim half-light. Mists curled and smoked from dark and noisome pools. The reek of them hung stifling in the still air. Far away, now almost due south, the mountain-walls of Mordor loomed, like a black bar of rugged clouds floating above a dangerous fog-bound sea.
他们眼前两边都长满了各式各样低矮的植物，有的往南边延伸，有的往东边延伸。迷雾在黑暗、发出各种声音的池子间蔓延，有的甚至是直接从池子中冒出来，沼泽特有的臭味持续弥漫在空气中。在正南方之处，可以看见魔多高耸的山脉，看来有点像是这沼泽之上群魔乱舞的乌云。
It was already day, a windless and sullen morning, and the marsh-reeks lay in heavy banks. No sun pierced the low clouded sky, and Gollum seemed anxious to continue the journey at once. So after a brief rest they set out again and were soon lost in a shadowy silent world, cut off from all view of the lands about, either the hills that they had left or the mountains that they sought. They went slowly in single file: Gollum, Sam, Frodo.
天已经亮了，一个无风、寂静的早晨，沼泽的臭味依旧随风飘散，没有任何的阳光可以穿透低矮的乌云，咕鲁似乎很紧张地想要继续往前走。因此，在短暂的休息了片刻之后，他们又再度出发，很快地迷失在这寂静的大雾中，连四周的山丘和高山都完全看不到了。然后，他们缓慢地排成一排继续往前走：咕鲁、山姆、佛罗多。
“How do we shape our course now, Sméagol?” asked Frodo. “Must we cross these evil-smelling fens?”
“史麦戈，我们接下来要怎么走？”佛罗多问道：“我们一定要经过这些恶臭的地方吗？”
“No need, no need at all,” said Gollum. “Not if hobbits want to reach the dark mountains and go to see Him very quick. Back a little, and round a little” — his skinny arm waved north and east — “and you can come on hard cold roads to the very gates of His country. Lots of His people will be there looking out for guests, very pleased to take them straight to Him, O yes. His Eye watches that way all the time. It caught Sméagol there, long ago.” Gollum shuddered. “But Sméagol has used his eyes since then, yes, yes: I’ve used eyes and feet and nose since then. I know other ways. More difficult, not so quick; but better, if we don’t want Him to see. Follow Sméagol! He can take you through the marshes, through the mists, nice thick mists. Follow Sméagol very carefully, and you may go a long way, quite a long way, before He catches you, yes perhaps.”
“不用，其实根本不用，”咕鲁说：“如果哈比人想要很快地直接去见他，就根本不用。我们可以后退一点，绕过一点路，”他瘦弱的手臂往北边和东边挥舞着，“你就可以走上又冷又硬的路，直接来到他国度的大门前。他有很多部下会在那边等待客人的到来，更会很高兴把你们直接带去见他，喔，这是真的。他的魔眼随时随地都会注意那块土地。很久、很久以前史麦戈就在那边被他发现。”咕鲁打了个寒颤：“但史麦戈从那之后就会用自己的眼睛了，没错，是的，我从那之后都学着用自己的眼睛、鼻子和双脚。我知道有其它的路，比较难走、没有那么快，但是，如果我们不想要被他发现，就跟着史麦戈走！他可以在这一片很棒的迷雾里面，带你们走过沼泽。小心地跟着史麦戈，这样子一来，在他发现你之前，你或许可以走上很长，很长的一段路。”
Frodo seemed the most weary of the three, and slow though they went, he often lagged. The hobbits soon found that what had looked like one vast fen was really an endless network of pools, and soft mires, and winding half-strangled water-courses. Among these a cunning eye and foot could thread a wandering path. Gollum certainly had that cunning, and needed all of it. His head on its long neck was ever turning this way and that, while he sniffed and muttered all the time to himself. Sometimes he would hold up his hand and halt them, while he went forward a little, crouching, testing the ground with fingers or toes, or merely listening with one ear pressed to the earth.
佛罗多似乎是三个人之中最疲倦的人，虽然前进的速度已经很慢了，他还是经常会脱队。哈比人很快的发现原先看起来像是一大片沼泽的土地，其实是很多池塘、软泥地和到处堵塞的河道所构成的，只有极为敏锐的眼睛和小心的步伐，才能够在这里找出一条曲折的信道。咕鲁当然够敏锐，而且连他都必须使出浑身解数才行。他的长颈子和脑袋不停地四处乱转，同时还嗅闻着，对自己嘀咕着；有些时候他会举起手，示意大家暂停，自己往前走一小段路，用手脚测试着地面，或者甚至是将耳朵贴到地面，倾听着一切动静。
It was dreary and wearisome. Cold clammy winter still held sway in this forsaken country. The only green was the scum of livid weed on the dark greasy surfaces of the sullen waters. Dead grasses and rotting reeds loomed up in the mists like ragged shadows of long-forgotten summers.
这让人身心俱疲，这个被众人遗忘的国度中似乎依旧保留了冰冷、湿黏的冬天，唯一的绿意是在那停滞的水池表面漂浮的绿色浮萍。枯死的草丛和腐烂的荆棘，则矗立在这迷雾中，像是过往夏天所留下的尸骸。
As the day wore on the light increased a little, and the mists lifted, growing thinner and more transparent. Far above the rot and vapours of the world the Sun was riding high and golden now in a serene country with floors of dazzling foam, but only a passing ghost of her could they see below, bleared, pale, giving no colour and no warmth. But even at this faint reminder of her presence Gollum scowled and flinched. He halted their journey, and they rested, squatting like little hunted animals, in the borders of a great brown reed-thicket. There was a deep silence, only scraped on its surfaces by the faint quiver of empty seed-plumes, and broken grass-blades trembling in small air-movements that they could not feel.
随着天色逐渐变亮，迷雾也稍稍减少了一些，变得比较薄弱、比较透明。在这块腐烂、潮湿的土地上，太阳正越升越高，照耀在这块水气苍茫的大地上，但底下的人只能够看见一个模糊的鬼影漂浮在雾气之上。那颗苍白的圆球无法散发出任何的暖意和颜色，但即使是这样模糊的阳光，也让咕鲁皱起双眉，低下头。他停下脚步，示意众人休息，三人就在这块诡异的沼泽中，仿佛被追猎的动物一样开始休息。此地完全笼罩在一片死寂之中，偶尔会传来的声响只有草叶断落掉进池中，或是植物被那无人可以感应到的空气流动所推动的声音。
“No, no birds,” said Gollum. “Nice birds!” He licked his teeth. “No birds here. There are snakeses, wormses, things in the pools. Lots of things, lots of nasty things. No birds,” he ended sadly. Sam looked at him with distaste.
“没错，没有鸟，”咕鲁说：“好鸟！”他舔着牙齿说：“这里没有鸟，有蛇、有虫还有池子里面的东西。很多东西，很多丑东西。没有鸟，”他哀伤地说。山姆用恶心的表情瞪着他。
“Not a bird!” said Sam mournfully.
“连只鸟都没有！”山姆惋惜地说。
So passed the third day of their journey with Gollum. Before the shadows of evening were long in happier lands, they went on again, always on and on with only brief halts. These they made not so much for rest as to help Gollum; for now even he had to go forward with great care, and he was sometimes at a loss for a while. They had come to the very midst of the Dead Marshes, and it was dark.
他们和咕鲁同行的第三天就这么过去了。在夜色笼罩了这块大地之后，他们又再度出发，中间只有短暂的休息，其它的时间都是在不停地赶路。他们暂停的原因不只是为了休息，也是为了帮忙咕鲁，因为现在，连他前进的时候都必须万分小心，有时甚至连他自己都会搞不清楚下一步该怎么走；因为他们已经来到了死亡沼泽的正中央，完全被黑暗给包围了。
They walked slowly, stooping, keeping close in line, following attentively every move that Gollum made. The fens grew more wet, opening into wide stagnant meres, among which it grew more and more difficult to find the firmer places where feet could tread without sinking into gurgling mud. The travellers were light, or maybe none of them would ever have found a way through.
他们缓缓地走着，同时弯腰注意着地面，紧跟着前面的人，注意着咕鲁的一举一动。地面越来越湿，池塘的面积也越来越大，让他们更难找到坚硬的落脚之处，许多次他们都差点沉入那咯咯冒着泡沫的池塘中。他们很庆幸自己有人带领，否则可能永远也走不出这个沼泽。
Sam looked back and found that Frodo had lagged again. He could not see him. He went some paces back into the darkness, not daring to move far, or to call in more than a hoarse whisper. Suddenly he stumbled against Frodo, who was standing lost in thought, looking at the pale lights. His hands hung stiff at his sides; water and slime were dripping from them.
山姆回头一看，发现佛罗多又脱队了，他看不见他的身影。他回头几步，闯进黑暗中，不敢走太远，也不敢太大声地呼唤主人。突然间，他撞上了呆立着的佛罗多，对方看着鬼火，仿佛正在思考着什么。他的手软垂在身体两侧，上面滴下许多的水和泥巴。
At last Sam could bear it no longer. “What’s all this, Gollum?” he said in a whisper. “These lights? They’re all round us now. Are we trapped? Who are they?”
最后，山姆终于忍不住了。“咕鲁，这些究竟是什么？”他压低声音说：“这些光芒？它们把我们全都包围了。我们被困住了吗？它们是什么？”
Presently it grew altogether dark: the air itself seemed black and heavy to breathe. When lights appeared Sam rubbed his eyes: he thought his head was going queer. He first saw one with the corner of his left eye, a wisp of pale sheen that faded away; but others appeared soon after: some like dimly shining smoke, some like misty flames flickering slowly above unseen candles; here and there they twisted like ghostly sheets unfurled by hidden hands. But neither of his companions spoke a word.
此时，沼泽中变得越来越黑暗，连空气本身都变得又黑又沉重。当光亮出现的时候，山姆揉揉眼睛，还以为自己的脑袋出了什么问题。他一开始是先用左眼从眼角瞄到了什么东西，似乎有道光芒一闪即逝，但另外一道又随即出现，感觉起来很像发光的烟雾，有些则像是在隐形的蜡烛之上闪烁着的迷雾般火焰。四处都可以看到它们像是被隐形之手搅动的薄纱一般飞舞，但没有人对此发表任何意见。
Gollum looked up. A dark water was before him, and he was crawling on the ground, this way and that, doubtful of the way. “Yes, they are all round us,” he whispered. “The tricksy lights. Candles of corpses, yes, yes. Don’t you heed them! Don’t look! Don’t follow them! Where’s the master?”
咕鲁抬起头。他原先正在打量一池黑色的水，人则是正趴在地上左右打量着，不知道该往哪边走。“没错，它们到处都是，”他低语道：“这些就是骗人光，鬼火，是的，是的。不要理它们！不要看！不要跟它们走！主人到哪里去了？”
“All right,” said Frodo, as if returning out of a dream. “I’m coming. Go on!”
“好吧，”佛罗多彷佛从梦中清醒一般：“我来了，快走吧！”
“Come, Mr. Frodo!” said Sam. “Don’t look at them! Gollum says we mustn’t. Let’s keep up with him and get out of this cursed place as quick as we can — if we can!”
“来吧，佛罗多先生！”山姆说：“不要看它们！咕鲁说我们不能够看它们。我们跟上他，赶快离开这个该死的地方！”
Hurrying forward again, Sam tripped, catching his foot in some old root or tussock. He fell and came heavily on his hands, which sank deep into sticky ooze, so that his face was brought close to the surface of the dark mere. There was a faint hiss, a noisome smell went up, the lights flickered and danced and swirled. For a moment the water below him looked like some window, glazed with grimy glass, through which he was peering. Wrenching his hands out of the bog, he sprang back with a cry. “There are dead things, dead faces in the water,” he said with horror. “Dead faces!”
山姆又急急忙忙地往前走，却一不小心被树根给绊倒了，他重重地摔了下去，幸好即时用手撑住，双手却也深深的陷入泥浆中，让他的脸贴近了地上的水潭。他听见一阵微弱的嘶嘶声，一种诡异的味道飘出来，光芒开始闪烁，四处飘汤。一瞬间，他眼前的池水变得像是某种窗户，让他可以看到另外一个世界。他把手从泥浆中拔出，大喊着后退好几步。“里面有死东西，水里面有死人脸，”他害怕地说：“死人脸！”
Gollum laughed. “The Dead Marshes, yes, yes: that is their name,” he cackled. “You should not look in when the candles are lit.”
咕鲁哈哈大笑：“这就是死亡沼泽，是的，是的，不然为什么叫这个名字，”
“Who are they? What are they?” asked Sam shuddering, turning to Frodo, who was now behind him.
他咯咯笑着：“在鬼火闪烁的时候，你不应该张大眼睛去看它！”
“But that is an age and more ago,” said Sam. “The Dead can’t be really there! Is it some devilry hatched in the Dark Land?”
“但这已经是上个纪元的事情了，”山姆说：“死人不可能真的在这里！难道这是黑暗大地的某种诅咒吗？”
“Yes, yes,” said Gollum. “All dead, all rotten. Elves and Men and Orcs. The Dead Marshes. There was a great battle long ago, yes, so they told him when Sméagol was young, when I was young before the Precious came. It was a great battle. Tall Men with long swords, and terrible Elves, and Orcses shrieking. They fought on the plain for days and months at the Black Gates. But the Marshes have grown since then, swallowed up the graves; always creeping, creeping.”
“是的，是的，”咕鲁说：“都死了，都烂掉了，精灵、人类和半兽人都一样。死亡沼泽，很久以前这里有过一场大战，史麦戈在年轻的时候，在遇到宝贝之前听人家说的。那是场恐怖的大战，高大的人类拿着长剑，还有恐怖的精灵，半兽人尖叫，他们在黑色的大门前奋战了好几个月。从那之后，沼泽就出现在此处，吞没掉所有的坟墓。”
“I don’t know,” said Frodo in a dreamlike voice. “But I have seen them too. In the pools when the candles were lit. They lie in all the pools, pale faces, deep deep under the dark water. I saw them: grim faces and evil, and noble faces and sad. Many faces proud and fair, and weeds in their silver hair. But all foul, all rotting, all dead. A fell light is in them.” Frodo hid his eyes in his hands. “I know not who they are; but I thought I saw there Men and Elves, and Orcs beside them.”
“它们是谁？它们是什么？”山姆转过身看着佛罗多，浑身发抖地说：“我不知道，”佛罗多用像是作梦一样的口气回答：“但我也看见了他们，在鬼火亮起的时候，我在池子中看见了他们。我看见好多的脸：邪恶、严厉的面孔，高贵、哀伤的面孔，许多骄傲美丽的面孔，银色的头发中沾着许多水草。但他们都只能散发出恶臭，都已经死了，都已经开始腐烂。他们体内有一种堕落的光芒…”佛罗多双手遮住脸说：“我不知道他们是谁，但是我想我看见了精灵和人类，旁边还有半兽人。”
Sam looked darkly at him and shuddered again, thinking that he guessed why Sméagol had tried to touch them. “Well, I don’t want to see them,” he said. “Never again! Can’t we get on and get away?”
山姆用阴郁的眼神瞪着他，又不禁打了个寒颤，因为他觉得自己已经猜到了对方为什么会想要碰触这些影像的原因。“好吧，我可不想要再看到它们，”他说：“再也不要了！我们可以继续往前走，快点离开这个地方吗？”
“Who knows? Sméagol doesn’t know,” answered Gollum. “You cannot reach them, you cannot touch them. We tried once, yes, precious. I tried once; but you cannot reach them. Only shapes to see, perhaps, not to touch. No precious! All dead.”
“谁知道呢？史麦戈也不知道，”咕鲁回答：“你碰不到它们，也遇不到它们。我们试过一次，是的，宝贝，我试过一次，但你就是碰不到它们。最多只看得到它们的影像，但是碰不到。不，宝贝！都死了。”
“Yes, yes,” said Gollum. “But slowly, very slowly. Very carefully! Or hobbits go down to join the Dead ones and light little candles. Follow Sméagol! Don’t look at lights!”
“好的，好的，”咕鲁说：“但是必须很慢，非常慢。非常小心！不然哈比人就会加入它们，自己也会有小小的鬼火。紧跟着史麦戈！不要看那些鬼火！”
At last they came to the end of the black mere, and they crossed it, perilously, crawling or hopping from one treacherous island tussock to another. Often they floundered, stepping or falling hands-first into waters as noisome as a cesspool, till they were slimed and fouled almost up to their necks and stank in one another’s nostrils.
最后，他们终于绕过了这个黑色池子的边缘，想办法从一块接一块的草地间跳过去。他们经常会失足，一脚踏入水中，或是两手趴进水中，搞得他们全身都是泥泞，连脖子上都跟着变成黑漆漆的，每个人都觉得对方满身臭气。
He crawled away to the right, seeking for a path round the mere. They came close behind, stooping, often using their hands even as he did. “Three precious little Gollums in a row we shall be, if this goes on much longer,” thought Sam.
他弯腰驼背地继续往右边走，试图找到一条道路绕过这池子。两人紧跟在咕鲁之后，也像咕鲁一样手脚并用，“如果再继续几天，我们看起来就像是三只小咕鲁排队前进了！”山姆想。
“Now on we go!” he said. “Nice hobbits! Brave hobbits! Very very weary, of course; so we are, my precious, all of us. But we must take master away from the wicked lights, yes, yes, we must.” With these words he started off again, almost at a trot, down what appeared to be a long lane between high reeds, and they stumbled after him as quickly as they could. But in a little while he stopped suddenly and sniffed the air doubtfully, hissing as if he was troubled or displeased again.
“我们继续前进！”他说：“好哈比人！勇敢的哈比人！当然非常非常累，我们也是，宝贝，我们全都很累。但是我们必须要带主人远离这些怪火，是的，是的，我们一定要！”话一说完，他就立刻往前走，几乎是以小跑步的方式，在两边杂草所构成的小径之上前进。身后两人尽可能的想办法跟上他的速度。但是，过了不久之后，他又停了下来，开始面露怀疑之色的闻着空气，仿佛他又觉得有什么不高兴、不确定的地方了。
It was late in the night when at length they reached firmer ground again. Gollum hissed and whispered to himself, but it appeared that he was pleased: in some mysterious way, by some blended sense of feel, and smell, and uncanny memory for shapes in the dark, he seemed to know just where he was again, and to be sure of his road ahead.
等到他们好不容易踏上干地的时候，已经是午夜之后了。咕鲁不停地发出嘶嘶声，看来他似乎对自己的杰作感到很高兴，他好象是靠着某种奇怪的方法、藉由感官、嗅觉和对黑暗中形影的记忆，似乎又让他知道自己身在何方了，又很确定眼前的路该怎么走。
“What is it?” growled Sam, misinterpreting the signs. “What’s the need to sniff? The stink nearly knocks me down with my nose held. You stink, and master stinks; the whole place stinks.”
“怎么搞的？”山姆误会了对方的动作。“干嘛要闻成这样？我捂着鼻子都差点被臭昏过去。你很臭，主人很臭，整个地方都很臭！”
“Yes, yes, and Sam stinks!” answered Gollum. “Poor Sméagol smells it, but good Sméagol bears it. Helps nice master. But that’s no matter. The air’s moving, change is coming. Sméagol wonders; he’s not happy.”
“是的，是的，山姆也很臭！”咕鲁回答：“可怜的史麦戈闻得到，但他忍住不说话，为了帮助好主人。但这不重要，空气在动，会有变化，史麦戈不明白，他不高兴。”
He went on again, but his uneasiness grew, and every now and again he stood up to his full height, craning his neck eastward and southward. For some time the hobbits could not hear or feel what was troubling him. Then suddenly all three halted, stiffening and listening. To Frodo and Sam it seemed that they heard, far away, a long wailing cry, high and thin and cruel. They shivered. At the same moment the stirring of the air became perceptible to them; and it grew very cold. As they stood straining their ears, they heard a noise like a wind coming in the distance. The misty lights wavered, dimmed, and went out.
他又继续往前走，但他的不安似乎渐渐增加，经常停下脚步，伸长脖子往东边和南边看。刚开始，哈比人还完全感觉不到有什么事情在困扰着他，然后，三个人突然间不约而同地停下来，倾听着、嗅闻着眼前的变化。对佛罗多和山姆来说，他们似乎听见远方传来一声凄厉的尖叫，他们忍不住打了个寒颤；在同一个时间，空气中的扰动剧烈到让他们也可以感觉得到，气温瞬间开始下降。当他们呆立着倾听眼前的变化时，他们可以听见远方有种风暴来临的声音，那些鬼火摇晃着、逐渐减弱，之后终于熄灭了。
Gollum would not move. He stood shaking and gibbering to himself, until with a rush the wind came upon them, hissing and snarling over the marshes. The night became less dark, light enough for them to see, or half see, shapeless drifts of fog, curling and twisting as it rolled over them and passed them. Looking up they saw the clouds breaking and shredding; and then high in the south the moon glimmered out, riding in the flying wrack.
咕鲁不肯前进，他呆立在那边，浑身发抖、自言自语，同时，有一阵强风吹了过来，横扫过原先雾气弥漫的沼泽。夜色变得不再那么昏沉，有了足够的光度，让他们可以依稀看见彼此纠结的迷雾在沼泽中流动着。他们抬起头，看见破碎成片片的云朵，接着，南方的天空出现了悬浮在云朵之上的月亮。
They fell forward, grovelling heedlessly on the cold earth. But the shadow of horror wheeled and returned, passing lower now, right above them, sweeping the fen-reek with its ghastly wings. And then it was gone, flying back to Mordor with the speed of the wrath of Sauron; and behind it the wind roared away, leaving the Dead Marshes bare and bleak. The naked waste, as far as the eye could pierce, even to the distant menace of the mountains, was dappled with the fitful moonlight.
三人同时趴在冰冷的地面上不敢抬头，但那恐怖的阴影不停盘旋，越来越低，它的翅膀已经开始煽动起沼泽中的恶臭，然后，它就消失了，在索伦的怒气之下飞快地赶回魔多，风声似乎也跟着它的行踪一起离开，死亡沼泽又再度陷入沉寂之中。极目所及的荒原，现在又再度笼罩在苍白的月光下。
Frodo and Sam got up, rubbing their eyes, like children wakened from an evil dream to find the familiar night still over the world. But Gollum lay on the ground as if he had been stunned. They roused him with difficulty, and for some time he would not lift his face, but knelt forward on his elbows, covering the back of his head with his large flat hands.
佛罗多和山姆揉着眼睛站起来，像是刚经历噩梦的小孩一般，高兴地面对一如往常的夜空；但咕鲁则是依旧动也不动地趴在地上，彷佛晖了过去。他们勉强将他拉起来，但他还是赖着不肯站起来，一直用那双大手抱住脑袋，坚持地趴在地上。
For a moment the sight of it gladdened the hearts of the hobbits; but Gollum cowered down, muttering curses on the White Face. Then Frodo and Sam staring at the sky, breathing deeply of the fresher air, saw it come: a small cloud flying from the accursed hills; a black shadow loosed from Mordor; a vast shape winged and ominous. It scudded across the moon, and with a deadly cry went away westward, outrunning the wind in its fell speed.
刚看到月亮的时候，哈比人觉得心情振奋，但咕鲁趴了下来，开始诅咒着白脸。接着，当佛罗多和山姆瞪着天空，呼吸着新鲜的空气时，有一朵黑云从魔多冲了出来，那是个长着翅膀的丑恶生物。它遮住了月光，发出一声刺耳的叫喊，以超过微风的邪恶速度，向西方飞奔而去。
In fact with every step towards the gates of Mordor Frodo felt the Ring on its chain about his neck grow more burdensome. He was now beginning to feel it as an actual weight dragging him earthwards. But far more he was troubled by the Eye: so he called it to himself. It was that more than the drag of the Ring that made him cower and stoop as he walked. The Eye: that horrible growing sense of a hostile will that strove with great power to pierce all shadows of cloud, and earth, and flesh, and to see you: to pin you under its deadly gaze, naked, immovable. So thin, so frail and thin, the veils were become that still warded it off. Frodo knew just where the present habitation and heart of that will now was: as certainly as a man can tell the direction of the sun with his eyes shut. He was facing it, and its potency beat upon his brow.
事实上，佛罗多每往魔多的大门踏进一步，就越觉得挂在脖子上的魔戒越重几分；他现在开始觉得魔戒的重量，似乎拖着他不停地往地面弯腰。但他更困扰的是那双魔眼，这是他自己对它的称呼，它的压力远远胜过魔戒，更让他走路的时候抬不起头来。那双魔眼是一种邪恶、不断滋长的敌意，你可以清楚地感觉到它上山下海、突破一切重围和险阻，就是想要找到你，让你赤裸裸地被锁死在对方的视线之下。佛罗多知道那双眼睛背后的意志位在什么地方，就像普通人闭着眼睛也可以知道太阳的方向一样。他正面对那方向，那一波波涌来的力量不停地击打着他。
From that time on Sam thought that he sensed a change in Gollum again. He was more fawning and would-be friendly; but Sam surprised some strange looks in his eyes at times, especially towards Frodo; and he went back more and more into his old manner of speaking. And Sam had another growing anxiety. Frodo seemed to be weary, weary to the point of exhaustion. He said nothing, indeed he hardly spoke at all; and he did not complain, but he walked like one who carries a load, the weight of which is ever increasing; and he dragged along, slower and slower, so that Sam had often to beg Gollum to wait and not to leave their master behind.
从那时候开始，山姆认为咕鲁又有了改变。他变得更奉承、更巴结，但山姆有时会惊讶地发现他眼中会闪动着奇异的光芒，特别是在看着佛罗多的时候。然且，他也会越来越常使用原先说话的口气。山姆还有另外一个担心的地方：佛罗多似乎很疲倦，疲倦得快要倒下，他没有抱怨，事实上，他几乎连句话都不说，但走起路来的姿态却像是背着沉重负担的旅人，而且，这重量似乎还在不停地增加，让他的速度越来越慢。最后，山姆必须经常拜托咕鲁停下脚步，等待主人跟上来。
“Wraiths!” he wailed. “Wraiths on wings! The Precious is their master. They see everything, everything. Nothing can hide from them. Curse the White Face! And they tell Him everything. He sees, He knows. Ach, gollum, gollum, gollum!” It was not until the moon had sunk, westering far away beyond Tol Brandir, that he would get up or make a move.
他哭喊着：“死灵！有翅膀的死灵！宝贝是它们的主人。它们可以看见所有的东西，没有任何事物可以阻挡它们。该死的白脸！它们会把一切告诉他。他可以看见，他会知道。啊，咕鲁，咕鲁，咕鲁！”在月亮西沉，落入托尔布兰达山之后，他才愿意站起来继续前进。
Gollum probably felt something of the same sort. But what went on in his wretched heart between the pressure of the Eye, and the lust of the Ring that was so near, and his grovelling promise made half in the fear of cold iron, the hobbits did not guess. Frodo gave no thought to it. Sam’s mind was occupied mostly with his master, hardly noticing the dark cloud that had fallen on his own heart. He put Frodo in front of him now, and kept a watchful eye on every movement of his, supporting him if he stumbled, and trying to encourage him with clumsy words.
咕鲁可能也感觉到相同的力量，但在面对着索伦的意志、魔戒的引诱，和自己所发下的誓言之间，他的内心如何挣扎？哈比人完全无法了解，佛罗多也没有精力多想。而山姆的全副心神则都放在主人身上，他几乎没有注意到自己的心中，也蒙上了一层黑暗的阴影。他让佛罗多走在前方，小心翼翼地注视着主人的一举一动，不时地扶持着他，或是用笨拙的言语鼓励他。
When day came at last the hobbits were surprised to see how much closer the ominous mountains had already drawn. The air was now clearer and colder, and though still far off, the walls of Mordor were no longer a cloudy menace on the edge of sight, but as grim black towers they frowned across a dismal waste. The marshes were at an end, dying away into dead peats and wide flats of dry cracked mud. The land ahead rose in long shallow slopes, barren and pitiless, towards the desert that lay at Sauron’s gate.
当白天终于到来之后，哈比人惊讶地发现他们和远方的山脉之间，竟然已经变得如此接近。空气现在变得凉爽、干净多了，虽然魔多的山脉依旧和他们之间有一段距离，但已经不再像是云雾顶端的城堡一样模糊，而像是荒原彼端的高墙一般的清晰。他们终于已经到了沼泽的边缘，原先潮湿的地面也成了干枯皲裂的泥地。眼前则是一块平坦、寸草不生的斜坡，一路通往索伦大门前的荒漠。
While the grey light lasted, they cowered under a black stone like worms, shrinking, lest the winged terror should pass and spy them with its cruel eyes. The remainder of that journey was a shadow of growing fear in which memory could find nothing to rest upon. For two more nights they struggled on through the weary pathless land. The air, as it seemed to them, grew harsh, and filled with a bitter reek that caught their breath and parched their mouths.
他们把握住曙光依旧照亮大地的短暂时光，像是小虫般地躲进一块黑色的巨岩下，免得被那恐怖的邪恶黑影再度发现。接下来的旅程仿佛都像是漫无边际的噩梦一样，让人脑海中无法回忆出什么确实的影像。他们在这平坦却毫无道路的荒地上挣扎了两晚。他们觉得空气似乎变得越来越干燥，有种苦涩的臭味渗入他们的呼吸中，让他们的口唇逐渐干裂。
At last, on the fifth morning since they took the road with Gollum, they halted once more. Before them dark in the dawn the great mountains reached up to roofs of smoke and cloud. Out from their feet were flung huge buttresses and broken hills that were now at the nearest scarce a dozen miles away. Frodo looked round in horror. Dreadful as the Dead Marshes had been, and the arid moors of the Noman-lands, more loathsome far was the country that the crawling day now slowly unveiled to his shrinking eyes. Even to the Mere of Dead Faces some haggard phantom of green spring would come; but here neither spring nor summer would ever come again. Here nothing lived, not even the leprous growths that feed on rottenness. The gasping pools were choked with ash and crawling muds, sickly white and grey, as if the mountains had vomited the filth of their entrails upon the lands about. High mounds of crushed and powdered rock, great cones of earth fire-blasted and poison-stained, stood like an obscene graveyard in endless rows, slowly revealed in the reluctant light.
最后，到了第五天的早晨，他们又再度停了下来。在他们眼前，曙光的照耀下，魔多的山脉已经成了遮蔽天空的巨大障碍，从山脚下延伸出许多断碎的丘陵，最近的也有十几哩。佛罗多恐惧地四处张望，即使经历了死亡沼泽的恐怖，和眼前这块荒凉大地的威胁，但让他心中充满恐惧的，还是那块在晨光之下缓缓在他面前揭开面纱的邪恶之境。即使在那充满了亡灵的沼泽中，依旧有些残破的绿意保存下来；但是，在这里，不管是春天或是夏天，永远都不会有任何的绿意。这里寸草不生、万物雕零，连凭借着腐败之物就可以生长的苔藓或是蕨类，都无法在此苟活。在这里地面上的凹洞，被泛着病态死灰色的泥土和烟灰所覆盖，仿佛山脉将它们垂死的血脉都吐在山脚下。许多化为粉尘的岩石接堆积在这里，由火焰和高温所形成的巨大石柱也矗立在此地，看起来像是无穷无尽的墓地中的墓碑一般。这些，就是佛罗多在晨光下所看见的景象。
They had come to the desolation that lay before Mordor: the lasting monument to the dark labour of its slaves that should endure when all their purposes were made void; a land defiled, diseased beyond all healing — unless the Great Sea should enter in and wash it with oblivion.
他们眼前所面对的，就是抵达魔多之前的最后一个考验，也是他的奴隶最后的纪念碑，在所有其它的丰功伟业都随风而逝之后，可能只有这块荒地会留存下来：这块病态、无药可救的死寂大地。除非大海将此地的邪恶与污染完全冲刷殆尽，否则此地将永恒如一。
For a while they stood there, like men on the edge of a sleep where nightmare lurks, holding it off, though they know that they can only come to morning through the shadows. The light broadened and hardened. The gasping pits and poisonous mounds grew hideously clear. The sun was up, walking among clouds and long flags of smoke, but even the sunlight was defiled. The hobbits had no welcome for that light; unfriendly it seemed, revealing them in their helplessness — little squeaking ghosts that wandered among the ash-heaps of the Dark Lord.
他们站在这块土地之前，像是明知噩梦在前，却必须尽量忍住不睡觉的人一样无奈，因为，他们知道必须要经过这段阴影，才能够看到早上的太阳。天色越来越亮，地面上的凹洞和染有剧毒的土堆变得越来越清晰。太阳高挂在天空，穿行在云朵和一道道的黑烟中；可是，在这块大地上，即使连阳光都变得病态般的虚弱。哈比人并不喜欢这种阳光，它看起来一点也不友善，只是徒然让他们的行踪被揭露在众多敌人的眼前，而他们就像是漫游在黑暗魔君王国中的一缕鬼魂。
“I feel sick,” said Sam. Frodo did not speak.
“我觉得好想吐，”山姆说，佛罗多没有回答。
Too weary to go further they sought for some place where they could rest. For a while they sat without speaking under the shadow of a mound of slag; but foul fumes leaked out of it, catching their throats and choking them. Gollum was the first to get up. Spluttering and cursing he rose, and without a word or a glance at the hobbits he crawled away on all fours. Frodo and Sam crawled after him until they came to a wide almost circular pit, high-banked upon the west. It was cold and dead, and a foul sump of oily many-coloured ooze lay at its bottom. In this evil hole they cowered, hoping in its shadow to escape the attention of the Eye.
由于他们已经太过疲倦，无法继续往前，因此，他们找了个地方休息。一开始，他们坐在一颗大石之下，沉默地休息着；没想到，大石间突然冒出了恶臭的浓烟，让他们喘不过气来。咕鲁是第一个反应的人，他咒骂着、咳呛着站了起来，完全不管身后的哈比人，就手脚并用地逃开。山姆和佛罗多紧跟在后，好不容易才来到了一个圆形的坑洞中，它在面临西方的部分特别高耸。这个坑洞中温度很低，在底部还有反射着七彩光芒的恶心油渍。他们不得已，只能瑟缩在这恶心的坑洞中，希望藉由它的阴影可以躲过魔眼的注意。
The day passed slowly. A great thirst troubled them, but they drank only a few drops from their bottles — last filled in the gully, which now as they looked back in thought seemed to them a place of peace and beauty. The hobbits took it in turn to watch. At first, tired as they were, neither of them could sleep at all; but as the sun far away was climbing down into slow moving cloud, Sam dozed. It was Frodo’s turn to be on guard. He lay back on the slope of the pit, but that did not ease the sense of burden that was on him. He looked up at the smoke-streaked sky and saw strange phantoms, dark riding shapes, and faces out of the past. He lost count of time, hovering between sleep and waking, until forgetfulness came over him.
白天过得很慢，他们觉得口干舌燥，但他们只敢从水壶中稍稍喝几口水。他们上次装水的时候是在之前的溪谷中，从他们现在所在之处往回望去，那里似乎变成了一个世外天堂。哈比人轮班值日，一开始，不管他们有多累，两个人都睡不着；但是，慢慢的，随着太阳躲进缓慢移动的云朵中，山姆打起了瞌睡。那时是佛罗多轮值的时候，他靠在坑洞的斜坡上，但那并无法解除他胸口所感觉到的沉重负担，他抬头看着布满一道道黑烟的天际，看见奇怪的魅影，黑色骑马的身影、来自过去的幻影。他在半睡半醒之间搞不清楚过了多久，最后终于失去了意识。
Suddenly Sam woke up thinking that he heard his master calling. It was evening. Frodo could not have called, for he had fallen asleep, and had slid down nearly to the bottom of the pit. Gollum was by him. For a moment Sam thought that he was trying to rouse Frodo; then he saw that it was not so. Gollum was talking to himself. Sméagol was holding a debate with some other thought that used the same voice but made it squeak and hiss. A pale light and a green light alternated in his eyes as he spoke.
山姆突然间醒了过来，以为自己听见主人的叫喊声。天色已经接近黄昏，佛罗多不可能发出任何的叫喊声，因为其实他已经睡着了，几乎快要滑到池底去了。咕鲁坐在他身边，一时间，山姆以为他正准备叫醒佛罗多，但细看之下才发现不是这样。咕鲁正在自言自语，史麦戈正在和另外一个共享同样身体，但说话时带着更多嘶嘶声的人格争论，苍白与绿色的光芒不断在他眼中闪烁互换。
“Yes, yes, to help the master: the master of the Precious. But if we was master, then we could help ourselfs, yes, and still keep promises.”
“是的，是的，要帮助主人：宝贝的主人。但如果我们是主人，那么我们就可以帮忙自己，是的，而且也不会破坏诺言。”
“Very very good, eh, my precious? Let’s be good, good as fish, sweet one, but to ourselfs. Not hurt the nice hobbit, of course, no, no.”
“非常非常乖，呃，我的宝贝？那我们就乖一点，和鱼一样，只对我们自己好。当然，不，不会，不会伤害好哈比人。”
“Yes, yes, my precious,” came the answer, “we promised: to save our Precious, not to let Him have it — never. But it’s going to Him, yes, nearer every step. What’s the hobbit going to do with it, we wonders, yes we wonders.”
“是的，是的，我的宝贝，”另一个人格回答道：“我们发过誓了，要拯救我们的宝贝，不让他找到它，永远不会。但它正在逐渐靠近他，没错，一步一步越来越近。我们不知道，我们不知道这哈比人想要怎么做，是的，我们不知道。”
“But the Precious holds the promise,” the voice of Sméagol objected.
“但是我们是以宝贝起誓！”史麦戈的声音抗议道。
“Sméagol promised,” said the first thought.
“史麦戈发过誓了！”第一个人格说。
“But Sméagol said he would be very very good. Nice hobbit! He took cruel rope off Sméagol’s leg. He speaks nicely to me.”
“但史麦戈说过他会非常非常乖。好哈比人！他把残酷的绳子从史麦戈的脚上拿走。他很好心的对我说话。”
“But not the nice hobbit?”
“但不会害到那个好哈比人吧？”
“I don’t know. I can’t help it. Master’s got it. Sméagol promised to help the master.”
“我不知道，我不行。在主人手上，史麦戈发过誓要帮助主人！”
“Then take it,” said the other, “and let’s hold it ourselfs! Then we shall be master, gollum! Make the other hobbit, the nasty suspicious hobbit, make him crawl, yes, gollum!”
“那就抢下它，”另一个声音说：“让它变成我们的！这样我们就会变成主人了，咕鲁！让另外一个哈比人，那个疑心重的坏哈比人在地上爬，没错，咕鲁！”
“No, not this Baggins.”
“不，这个巴金斯家的人例外。”
“Yes, every Baggins. All peoples that keep the Precious. We must have it!”
“才不，每个巴金斯家的人都一样，还有所有藏起宝贝的人。我们一定要拿到宝贝！”
“Oh no, not if it doesn’t please us. Still he’s a Baggins, my precious, yes, a Baggins. A Baggins stole it. He found it and he said nothing, nothing. We hates Bagginses.”
“喔，不，如果这不会让我们高兴，我们就不会这样做。可是，我的宝贝，他还是巴金斯家的人，是巴金斯家的人偷走了。他找到它，什么也不说，我们恨巴金斯家的人。”
“He sees. He knows. He heard us make silly promises — against His orders, yes. Must take it. The Wraiths are searching. Must take it.”
“他看见了，他也知道了，他听见我们作出愚蠢的承诺，违背他的命令。是的，一定要拿到它。死灵在搜索了，一定要拿到它！”
“But He’ll see, He’ll know. He’ll take it from us!”
“可是他会看见的，他会知道的。他会把它从我们手中夺走！”
“Not for Him!”
“不能为了他这样做！”
“We wants it! But” — and here there was a long pause, as if a new thought had wakened. “Not yet, eh? Perhaps not. She might help. She might, yes.”
“我们想要它！但是，”这个人格暂停了很长的一段时间，仿佛想到了什么新点子：“时候还没到，呃？或许吧，她可以帮忙，是的，她可以。”
“No, sweet one. See, my precious: if we has it, then we can escape, even from Him, eh? Perhaps we grows very strong, stronger than Wraiths. Lord Sméagol? Gollum the Great? The Gollum! Eat fish every day, three times a day, fresh from the sea. Most Precious Gollum! Must have it. We wants it, we wants it, we wants it!”
“不，好孩子。你看，我的宝贝，如果我们有了它，那么我们就可以躲过他的搜索，对吧？或许我们可以变得很强，变得比死灵要强。史麦戈大王？伟大的咕鲁？至尊咕鲁！每天都可以吃鱼，一天吃三次，海上捞来的新鲜鱼。最珍贵的咕鲁！一定要拿到它。我们想要它，我们要它，我们要它！”
“But there’s two of them. They’ll wake too quick and kill us,” whined Sméagol in a last effort. “Not now. Not yet.”
“可是他们有两个人，他们会很快醒过来，杀死我们！”史麦戈最后挣扎道：“不是现在，时候还没到。”
Sam had lain still, fascinated by this debate, but watching every move that Gollum made from under his half-closed eye-lids. To his simple mind ordinary hunger, the desire to eat hobbits, had seemed the chief danger in Gollum. He realized now that it was not so: Gollum was feeling the terrible call of the Ring. The Dark Lord was He, of course; but Sam wondered who She was. One of the nasty friends the little wretch had made in his wanderings, he supposed. Then he forgot the point, for things had plainly gone far enough, and were getting dangerous. A great heaviness was in all his limbs, but he roused himself with an effort and sat up. Something warned him to be careful and not to reveal that he had overheard the debate. He let out a loud sigh and gave a huge yawn.
山姆躺着不动，对这场争辩感到十分的好奇，半闭着眼睛看着咕鲁的一举一动。在他简单的小脑袋中，咕鲁原本最大的危险是他的食欲，他想要吃掉哈比人的欲望；这时，他才意识到这并非是这样：咕鲁感受得到魔戒恐怖的召唤，所谓的“他”就是黑暗魔君，但山姆也很好奇她是谁？或许是这个小怪物，在四处漫游的过程中所结交的怪物朋友。然后，他就将此事忘得一干二净，因为眼前的状况已经变得越来越危险，他觉得四肢非常的沉重，但他还是使尽全身力气坐了起来。他心中有某种预感，警告自己不要让对方知道他听见了之前的争论。他重重地叹了口气，夸张地伸了个懒腰。
“No, no! Not that way!” wailed Sméagol. “Yes! We wants it! We wants it!”
“不，不要！不要走那边！”史麦戈哭喊着：“要的！我们想要它！我们想要它！”
Each time that the second thought spoke, Gollum’s long hand crept out slowly, pawing towards Frodo, and then was drawn back with a jerk as Sméagol spoke again. Finally both arms, with long fingers flexed and twitching, clawed towards his neck.
第二个人格每次说话的时候，咕鲁的细长手指就会伸向佛罗多，然后在史麦戈说话的时候又会猛然抽回来。最后，两只手臂似乎终于达成了协议，都开始抽搐着伸向佛罗多的脖子。
Strangely enough, Frodo felt refreshed. He had been dreaming. The dark shadow had passed, and a fair vision had visited him in this land of disease. Nothing remained of it in his memory, yet because of it he felt glad and lighter of heart. His burden was less heavy on him. Gollum welcomed him with dog-like delight. He chuckled and chattered, cracking his long fingers, and pawing at Frodo’s knees. Frodo smiled at him.
诡异的是，佛罗多觉得神清气爽，他之前一直在作梦，黑暗的阴影已经消退了，在这块暗影潜伏的大地上竟然有美丽的影像来拜访他。他记不起来到底是什么，但却知道自己因为那影像而觉得心情轻松，又很高兴，他的重担似乎也变得比较轻了些。咕鲁兴高采烈地欢迎他，他咯咯笑着，拍打着细长的手指，边摸着佛罗多的膝盖，佛罗多对他露出微笑。
Gollum sent out a long hiss through his teeth. He stood up for a moment, tense and menacing; and then he collapsed, falling forward on to all fours and crawling up the bank of the pit. “Nice hobbits! Nice Sam!” he said. “Sleepy heads, yes, sleepy heads! Leave good Sméagol to watch! But it’s evening. Dusk is creeping. Time to go.”
咕鲁从齿缝间发出了一声长长的嘶嘶声，他站了起来，全身肌肉紧绷，似乎准备做些什么，然后他又趴了下去，四肢着地爬到坑洞边。“好哈比人，好山姆！”他说：“头晖晖，是啊，头晖晖！让好史麦戈来看守！不过，已经傍晚了，天色已经渐渐暗下来，该走了。”
“High time!” thought Sam. “And time we parted, too.” Yet it crossed his mind to wonder if indeed Gollum was not now as dangerous turned loose as kept with them. “Curse him! I wish he was choked!” he muttered. He stumbled down the bank and roused his master.
“正好！”山姆说：“也是我们该出发的时间了。”但是，他的心中也不禁开始怀疑，到底应该放任咕鲁继续乱跑比较危险，还是将他留在身边比较危险。“该死！我真希望他被呛死！”他嘀咕着。他踉跄地走下坑底，将主人叫醒。
“What’s the time?” he said sleepily.
“什么时候了？”他睡眼惺忪地问。
“To the Gate, eh?” Gollum squeaked, seeming surprised and frightened. “To the Gate, master says! Yes, he says so. And good Sméagol does what he asks, O yes. But when we gets closer, we’ll see perhaps, we’ll see then. It won’t look nice at all. O no! O no!”
“去大门吗？”咕鲁露出害怕和惊讶的表情：“主人说要去大门！是的，他这样说。好史麦戈一定会遵命的，是的，遵命。但是当他比较靠近之后，我们可以再看看。一点都不漂亮，喔，不，喔，不！”
“Come!” he said. “You have guided us well and faithfully. This is the last stage. Bring us to the Gate, and then I will not ask you to go further. Bring us to the Gate, and you may go where you wish — only not to our enemies.”
“来吧！”他说：“你很聪明，很忠实的替我们带路，这是最后的一个阶段了。把我们带到门口，我就不会再要求你跟着一起来了。只要把我们带到门口，你接下来想去哪里都可以，只要不是投靠魔王都好。”
In the falling dusk they scrambled out of the pit and slowly threaded their way through the dead land. They had not gone far before they felt once more the fear that had fallen on them when the winged shape swept over the marshes. They halted, cowering on the evil-smelling ground; but they saw nothing in the gloomy evening sky above, and soon the menace passed, high overhead, going maybe on some swift errand from Barad-dûr. After a while Gollum got up and crept forward again, muttering and shaking.
他们在逐渐降临的暮色中，爬出坑洞，速度缓慢地在这片死寂的大地上前进。他们走了不久，又再度感觉到和死灵乘着翅膀降临同样的恐惧。他们停了下来，趴在这带着恶臭的地面上，但是天空中却没有发现任何不一样的景象。很快的这阵威胁感又消失了，或许它只是执行巴拉多的某个任务，而在高空飞翔而已。过了一阵子之后，咕鲁站了起来，继续弯腰驼背地往前走，不断地浑身发抖。
“Go on with you!” said Sam. “Let’s get it over!”
“出发吧！”山姆说：“我们赶快把这件事情解决！”
So they stumbled on through the weary end of the night, and until the coming of another day of fear they walked in silence with bowed heads, seeing nothing, and hearing nothing but the wind hissing in their ears.
就这样，他们一路毫不休息，一直赶路到第二天清晨，这期间他们一直丧气地垂着头，除了耳畔呼啸的风声之外，什么也听不见，什么也看不见。
About an hour after midnight the fear fell on them a third time, but it now seemed more remote, as if it were passing far above the clouds, rushing with terrible speed into the West. Gollum, however, was helpless with terror, and was convinced that they were being hunted, that their approach was known.
大概在午夜之后一个小时的时候，恐惧感又再度袭来；但这次的感觉比较遥远、比较模糊，似乎它正在高空，用极高的速度扑向西方。不过，咕鲁却害怕得不得了，认为众人的行踪已经被发现，因而敌人正派出大军来猎杀他们。
“Three times!” he whimpered. “Three times is a threat. They feel us here, they feel the Precious. The Precious is their master. We cannot go any further this way, no. It’s no use, no use!”
“三次了！”他哭叫道：“三次就真的很危险，他们感觉到我们在这里，他们感觉到宝贝了！宝贝是他们的主人，我们今天不能再走了，一点用都没有，没用！”
Pleading and kind words were no longer of any avail. It was not until Frodo commanded him angrily and laid a hand on his sword-hilt that Gollum would get up again. Then at last he rose with a snarl, and went before them like a beaten dog.
恳求和好言相劝完全失去了效用，直到佛罗多板着脸，生气地命令他，并且一只手放到剑柄上，咕鲁才终于站起来。最后，他狂嚎一声，像是头被毒打的狗一样继续前进。
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