The old man tried to return it and to recover his own; but my father was already inside and had closed the door.

老人正想推辞，父亲已跳入车里，把车门关了。

"Farewell, my kind master!"

“再会！先生！”父亲说。

"Farewell, my son!" responded the master as the train moved off; "and may God bless you for the consolation which you have afforded to a poor old man!"

“再会！你给我这穷老人以慰藉了！愿上帝保佑你！”先生在车将动时说。

"Until we meet again!" cried my father, in a voice full of emotion.

“再见吧！”父亲说。

But the master shook his head, as much as to say, "We shall never see each other more."

先生摇着头，好像在说：“恐不能再见哩！”

"Yes, yes," repeated my father, "until we meet again!"

“可以再见的，再见吧！”父亲反复说。

And the other replied by raising his trembling hand to heaven, "Up there!"

先生把颤着的手高高地举起，指着天：“在那上面！”

And thus he disappeared from our sight, with his hand on high.

先生的形影，就在那擎着手的瞬间不见了。