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Bridge Bilingual Classics
Jack London's Short Stories (Vol. II)
杰克·伦敦短篇小说集（二）
Two Ways of Death
Jack London
黄泉歧路
杰克·伦敦（美）  著
李剑  译
外语教学与研究出版社
FOREIGN LANGUAGE TEACHING AND RESEARCH PRESS
北京 Beijing
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目 录
Finis  终结
Lost Face  丢脸先生
Finis  
终结  
It was the last of Morganson's bacon. In all his life he had never pampered his stomach. In fact, his stomach had been a sort of negligible quantity that bothered him little, and about which he thought less. But now, in the long absence of wonted delights, the keen yearning of his stomach was tickled hugely by the sharp, salty bacon.
这是摩根森的最后一块熏肉了。他这一辈子就从来没有放纵地大吃过。实际上，他的饭量很小，几乎可以忽略不计，他也就很少为吃饭而烦扰，更不会去想什么。可是现在，因为好久都没有那种习以为常的饱腹感了，咸味很重的熏肉勾起了他强烈的食欲。
His face had a wistful, hungry expression. The cheeks were hollow, and the skin seemed stretched a trifle tightly across the cheek-bones. His pale blue eyes were troubled. There was that in them that showed the haunting imminence of something terrible. Doubt was in them, and anxiety and foreboding. The thin lips were thinner than they were made to be, and they seemed to hunger towards the polished frying-pan.
他面露饥色，一脸渴望。脸颊凹陷下去，皮肤似乎贴在颧骨上，稍微有些紧绷。一双淡蓝色的眼睛显得心事重重。他的眼神中透着不安，昭示着有可怕的事情迫近。眼神里有疑惑，有焦虑，也有不祥之兆。原本就薄的嘴唇抿得更薄了，似乎在渴求着擦亮的煎锅。
He sat back and drew forth a pipe. He looked into it with sharp scrutiny, and tapped it emptily on his open palm. He turned the hair-seal tobacco pouch inside out and dusted the lining, treasuring carefully each flake and mite of tobacco that his efforts gleaned. The result was scarce a thimbleful. He searched in his pockets, and brought forward, between thumb and forefinger, tiny pinches of rubbish. Here and there in this rubbish were crumbs of tobacco. These he segregated with microscopic care, though he occasionally permitted small particles of foreign substance to accompany the crumbs to the hoard in his palm. He even deliberately added small, semi-hard woolly fluffs, that had come originally from the coat lining, and that had lain for long months in the b ............

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