"My disposition is not so bad as you think: I am passionate, but not vindictive.
“我的脾性并不是象你想的那么坏，我易动感情，却没有报复心。
Many a time, as a little child, I should have been glad to love you if you would have let me;
小时候，有很多次，只要你允许，我很愿意爱你；
and I long earnestly to be reconciled to you now: kiss me, aunt."
现在我诚恳希望同你和好：亲亲我吧，舅妈。”
I approached my cheek to her lips: she would not touch it.
我把脸颊凑向她嘴唇。她不愿碰它。
She said I oppressed her by leaning over the bed, and again demanded water.
还说我倚在床上压着她了，而且再次要水喝。
As I laid her down -- for I raised her and supported her on my arm while she drank
我让她躺下时--因为我扶起她，让她靠着我的胳膊喝水，
I covered her ice-cold and clammy hand with mine:
把手放在她冷冰冰，湿腻腻的手上。

the feeble fingers shrank from my touch -- the glazing eyes shunned my gaze.
她衰竭无力的手指缩了回去了--迟滞的眼睛避开了我的目光。
"Love me, then, or hate me, as you will," I said at last,
“那么，爱我也好，恨我也好，随你便吧，”我最后说，
"you have my full and free forgiveness: ask now for God's, and be at peace."
“反正你已经彻底得到了我的宽恕。现在你去请求上帝的宽恕，安息吧。”
Poor, suffering woman! it was too late for her to make now the effort to change her habitual frame of mind:
可怜而痛苦的女人！现在再要努力改变她惯有的想法，已经为时太晚了：
living, she had ever hated me -- dying, she must hate me still.
活着的时候，她一直恨我--临终的时候，她一定依然恨我。