从SAT可汗阅读文学篇L2P2知道这部小说，美国文学19世纪的重要一章， 看了豆瓣和goodreads的评价。 it's my taste. 

那就开始句读吧。 

Chapter I

A green and yellow parrot, which hung in a cage outside the door, kept repeating over and over:

“Allez vous-en! Allez vous-en! Sapristi!That’s allright!”

He could speak alittle Spanish, and also a language which nobody understood, unless it was the mocking-bird that hung on the other side of the door, whistling his fluty notes out upon the breeze with maddening persistence.

maddening persistence和repeating over andn over 相映，有没有一点“偏执狂的”feel?

Mr. Pontellier,unable to read his newspaper with any degree of comfort, arose with an expression and an exclamation of disgust. 

看对Mr. Pontellier的形容，有种“丧”的感觉~

 expression and exclamation又见字头押韵，收集一下

He walked down the gallery and across the narrow “bridges” which connected the Lebrun cottages one with the other. He had been seated before the door of the main house. The parrot and the mocking-bird were the property of Madame Lebrun, and they had the right to make all the noise they wished. Mr. Pontellier had the privilege of quitting their society when they ceased to be entertaining.

society=companion，这里有种争锋相对的battle感觉~

He stopped before the door of his own cottage, which was the fourth one from the main building and next to the last. Seating himself in a wicker rocker which was there, he once more applied himself to the task of reading the newspaper. The day was Sunday; the paper was a day old. The Sunday papers had not yet reached Grand Isle. He was already acquainted with the market reports, and he glanced restlessly over the editorials and bits of news which he had not had time to read before quitting New Orleans the day before.

Mr. Pontellier wore eye-glasses. He was a man of forty, of medium height and rather slender build; he stooped a little. His hair was brown and straight, parted on oneside. His beard was neatly and closely trimmed.

不怎么油腻的中年大叔画像，眼镜，不惑之年， 中等清瘦身材，稍稍驼背，头发也打理得很好

Once in a while he withdrew his glance from the newspaper and looked about him. There was more noise than ever over at the house. The main building was called “the house,” to distinguish it from the cottages. The chattering and whistling birds were still at it. Two young girls, the Farival twins, were playing a duet from “Zampa”upon the piano. Madame Lebrun was bustling in and out, giving orders in a high key to a yard-boy whenever she got inside the house, and directions in an equally high voice to a dining-room servant whenever she got outside. She was a fresh, pretty woman, clad always in white with elbow sleeves. Her starched skirts crinkled as she came and went. 

Lebrun夫人的形象，风风火火，颐指气使，发号施令。 有点凤姐了没

PS:我最喜欢的画家也是姓Le Brun。

Farther down, before one of the cottages,a lady in black was walking demurely up and down, telling her beads. A goodmany persons of the pension had gone over to theChênière Caminadain Beaudelet’s lugger to hear mass. Some young people were out under the water-oaks playing croquet. Mr. Pontellier’s two children were there—sturdy little fellows of four and five. A quadroon nurse followed them about with a far-away, meditative air.

像极了19世纪出游的画。 sturdy little fellows可以说成敦实的小不点吧，用来形容我的小外甥女也是好合适~

Mr. Pontellier finally lit a cigar and began to smoke, letting the paper drag idly from his hand. He fixed his gaze upon a white sunshade that was advancing at snail’space from the beach. He could see it plainly between the gaunt trunks of the water-oaks and across the stretch of yellow camomile. The gulf looked far away,melting hazily into the blue of the horizon. The sunshade continued to approach slowly. Beneath its pink-lined shelter were his wife, Mrs. Pontellier, and young Robert Lebrun. 

像电影镜头一样~1 颜色 2 距离 3 移动的人物 

When they reached the cottage, the two seated themselves with some appearance of fatigue upon the upper step of the porch, facing eachother, each leaning against a supporting post.

面带倦容 with some appearance of fatigue 伊人倚栏杆 leaning against a supporting post 

“What folly! to bathe at such an hour in such heat!” exclaimed Mr. Pontellier. He himself had taken a plunge at daylight. That was why the morning seemed long to him.

Pontellier眼中的别人：真傻

“You are burnt beyond recognition,” he added, looking at his wife as one looks at a valuable piece of personal property which has suffered some damage. She held up her hands, strong, shapely hands, and surveyed them critically, drawing up her lawn sleeves above the wrists.

lawn也是面料。

 Looking at them reminded her of her rings, which she had given to her husband before leaving for the beach. She silently reached out to him, and he, understanding, took the rings from his vest pocket and dropped them into her open palm. She slipped them upon her fingers; then clasping herknees, she looked across at Robert and began to laugh. The rings sparkled uponher fingers. He sent back an answering smile.

drop这里有点扎心，居高临下了

“What is it?”asked Pontellier, looking lazily and amused from one to the other. It was some utter nonsense; some adventure out there in the water, and they both tried torelate it at once. It did not seem half so amusing when told. They realized this, and so did Mr. Pontellier. He yawned and stretched himself. Then he got up, saying he had half a mind to go over to Klein’s hotel and play a game of billiards.

有些趣味，说出来就大打折扣了。 It did not seem half so amusing when told. Mr Pontellier有种百无聊赖的慵懒~

“Come go along,Lebrun,” he proposed to Robert. But Robert admitted quite frankly that he preferred to stay where he was and talk to Mrs. Pontellier.

“Well, send him about his business when he bores you, Edna,” instructed her husband as he prepared to leave.

bore是打趣还是一语成谶

“Here, take the umbrella,” she exclaimed, holding it out to him. He accepted the sunshade, andlifting it over his head descended the steps and walked away.

“Coming back to dinner?” his wife called after him. He halted a moment and shrugged hisshoulders. He felt in his vest pocket; there was a ten-dollar bill there. He did not know; perhaps he would return for the early dinner and perhaps he would not. It all depended upon the company which he found over at Klein’s and the size of “the game.” He did not say this, but she understood it, and laughed, nodding good-by to him.

是夫妻的心有灵犀还是其实已经是不重要了~两个人之间没有affection

Both children wanted to follow their father when they saw him starting out. He kissed them and promised to bring them back bonbons and peanuts.