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Our story is called "The Diamond Lens. " It was written by Fitz-James O'Brien. Today we will hear the second and final part of the story. Here is Maurice Joyce with part two of "The Diamond Lens." When I was a child, someone gave me a microscope. I spent hours looking through that microscope, exploring Nature's tiny secrets. As I grew up, I became more interested in my microscope than in people. When I was twenty years old, my parents sent me to New York City to study medicine. I never went to any of my classes. Instead, I spent all my time, and a lot of my money, trying to build the perfect microscope. I wanted to make a powerful lens that would let me see even the smallest parts of life. But all my experiments failed. Then one day, I met a young man, who lived in the apartment above mine. Jules Simon told me about a woman who could speak to the dead. When I visited Madame Vulpes, she let me speak to the spirit of the man who invented the microscope. The spirit of Anton Leeuwenhoek told me how to make a perfect lens from a diamond of one hundred forty carats. But where could I find a diamond that big?
When I returned home, I went to Simon's apartment. He was surprised to see me and tried to hide a small object in his pocket. I wanted to discover what it was, so I brought two bottles of wine to his apartment. We began to drink. By the time we had finished the first bottle, Simon was very drunk. "Simon, I know you have a secret. Why don't you tell me about it?" Something in my voice must have made him feel safe. He made me promise to keep his secret. Then he took a small box from his pocket. When he opened it, I saw a large diamond shaped like a rose. A pure white light seemed to come from deep inside the diamond. Simon told me he had stolen the diamond from a man in South America. He said it weighed exactly one hundred forty carats. Excitement shook my body. I could not believe my luck. On the same evening that the spirit of Leeuwenhoek tells me the secret of the perfect lens, I find the diamond I need to create it. I decided to steal Simon's treasure. I sat across the table from him as he drank another glass of wine. I knew I could not simply steal the diamond. Simon would call the police. There was only one way to get the diamond. I had to kill Simon.
Everything I needed to murder Simon was right there in his apartment. A bottle full of sleeping powder was on a table near his bed. A long thin knife lay on the table. Simon was so busy looking at his diamond that I was able to put the drug in his glass quite easily. He fell asleep in fifteen minutes. I put his diamond in my pocket and carried Simon to the bed. I wanted to make the police think Simon had killed himself. I picked up Simon's long thin knife and stared down at him. I tried to imagine exactly how the knife would enter Simon's heart if he were holding the knife himself. I pushed the knife deep into his heart. I heard a sound come from his throat, like the bursting of a large bubble. His body moved and his right hand grabbed the handle of the knife. He must have died immediately. I washed our glasses and took the two wine bottles away with me. I left the lights on, closed the door and went back to my apartment. Simon's death was not discovered until three o'clock the next day. One of the neighbors knocked at his door and when there was no answer, she called the police. They discovered Simon's body on the bed. The police questioned everyone. But they did not learn the truth. The police finally decided Jules Simon had killed himself, and soon everyone forgot about him. I had committed the perfect crime.
For three months after Simon's death, I worked day and night on my diamond lens. At last the lens was done. My hands shook as I put a drop of water on a piece of glass. Carefully, I added some oil to the water to prevent it from drying. I turned on a strong light under the glass and looked through the diamond lens. For a moment, I saw nothing in that drop of water. And then I saw a pure white light. Carefully, I moved the lens of my microscope closer to the drop of water. Slowly, the white light began to change. It began to form shapes. I could see clouds and wonderful trees and flowers. These plants were the most unusual colors: bright reds, greens, purples, as well as silver and gold. The branches of these trees moved slowly in a soft wind. Everywhere I looked, I could see fruits and flowers of a thousand different colors. "How strange," I thought, "that this beautiful place has no animal life in it." Then, I saw something moving slowly among the brightly-colored trees and bushes. The branches of a purple and silver bush were gently pushed aside. And, there, before my eye, stood the most beautiful woman I had ever seen! She was perfect: pink skin, large blue eyes and long golden hair that fell over her shoulders to her knees.
She stepped away from the rainbow-colored trees. Like a flower floating on water, she drifted through the air. Watching her move was like listening to the sound of tiny bells ringing in the wind. She went to the rainbow-colored trees and looked up at one of them. The tree moved one of its branches that was full of fruit. It lowered the branch to her, and she took one of the fruits. She turned it in her tiny hands and began to eat. How I wished I had the power to enter that bright light and float with her through those beautiful forests. Suddenly, I realized I had fallen in love with this tiny creature! I loved someone who would never love me back. Someone who is a prisoner in a drop of water. I ran out of the room, threw myself on my bed and cried until I fell asleep. Day after day, I returned to my microscope to watch her. I never left my apartment. I rarely even ate or slept. One day, as usual, I went to my microscope, ready to watch my love. She was there, but a terrible change had taken place. Her face had become thin, and she could hardly walk. The wonderful light in her golden hair and blue eyes was gone. At that moment, I would have given my soul to become as small as she and enter her world to help her.
What was causing her to be so sick? She seemed in great pain. I watched her for hours, helpless and alone with my breaking heart. She grew weaker and weaker. The forest also was changing. The trees were losing their wonderful colors. Suddenly, I realized I had not looked at the drop of water for several days. I had looked into it with the microscope, but not at it. As soon as I looked at the glass under the microscope, I understood the horrible truth. I had forgotten to add more oil to the drop of water to stop it from drying. The drop of water had disappeared. I rushed again to look through the lens. The rainbow forests were all gone. My love lay in a spot of weak light. Her pink body was dried and wrinkled. Her eyes were black as dust. Slowly she disappeared forever. I fainted and woke many hours later on pieces of my microscope. I had fallen on it when I fainted. My mind was as broken as the diamond lens. I crawled to my bed and withdrew from the world. I finally got better, months later. But all my money was gone. People now say I am crazy. They call me "Linley, the mad scientist." No one believes I spoke to the spirit of Leeuwenhoek. They laugh when I tell them how I killed Jules Simon and stole his diamond to make the perfect lens. They think I never saw that beautiful world in a drop of water. But I know the truth of the diamond lens. And now, so do you.
重点解析
1.grow up 成长；长大
It's time you grew up.
你该懂事了。
2.be surprised to 对……感到惊讶；对……感到奇怪
You'd be surprised to know how many times we hear that.
你会惊讶我们听过多少次这样的话。
3.seem to 好像；看起来
They seem to have lost their desire for life.
他们似乎已丧失了对生活的热望。
4.look into 窥视；调查
Look into my eyes-you will see what you mean to me.
看看我的眼睛，你会发现你对我而言意味着什么。
参考译文
我们要讲述的故事叫做《钻石镜头》，作者菲茨·詹姆斯·奥布莱恩。今天要讲述的是故事的第二部分，也是终结篇。请收听由莫里斯·乔伊斯带来的《钻石镜头》第二部分。当我还是个孩子的时候，有人送给我一个显微镜。我花费数小时透过显微镜去探索大自然的各种小秘密。随着我的成长，我对显微镜比对人更感兴趣。我20岁的时候，父母送我去纽约学医，我从没上过一堂课。相反，我用所有的时间，还花费了很多钱，试图制出一个完美的显微镜。我想做一个功能强大的镜头，让我能看到哪怕是生命中最微小的部分，但是我所有的实验都失败了。后来有一天，我遇到一个年轻人，他住在我楼上的公寓里。朱尔斯·西蒙告诉我一个能和死去的人交谈的女人。当我去拜访伍尔普斯女士时，她让我和发明显微镜的那个人交谈。安东·卢文胡克的灵魂告诉我，如何用140克拉的钻石制作出一个完美的镜头。但在哪能找到这么大的钻石呢？
我回家时，去了西蒙的公寓。他看到我很惊讶，想把一个小东西藏在口袋里。我想知道那是什么，所以就带了两瓶酒去到他的公寓。我们开始喝酒。喝完第一瓶时，西蒙已经喝醉了。“西蒙，我知道你有个秘密，你为什么不告诉我呢？”我的声音一定让他感到安全，他让我答应为他保守秘密。然后，他从口袋里拿出一个小盒子。当他打开盒子时，我看到一个像玫瑰形状的大钻石。一道纯净的白光似乎从钻石深处射出。西蒙告诉我，他从南美的一个男人那里偷到这块钻石，他说这块钻石正好重140克拉。我兴奋得全身发抖，不敢相信自己的运气。就在同一天晚上，卢文胡克的灵魂先是告诉我有关完美镜头的秘密，然后我就找到了需要的钻石。我决定偷走西蒙的宝贝。他又喝了一杯酒，我就坐在他的桌子对面。我知道不能简单地偷走钻石，西蒙会报警。只有一个办法可以得到钻石，我得杀了西蒙。
我谋杀西蒙所需要的一切都在他公寓里，他床边的桌子上放着一整瓶安眠药，桌上有一把细长的刀。西蒙正忙着看他的钻石，我很容易就能把安眠药放进他的杯子。他15分钟后就睡着了。我把他的钻石放在口袋里，把西蒙抱到床上。我想让警察认为西蒙是自杀的。我拿起西蒙细长的刀，然后低头看着他。我试着想象，如果西蒙自己拿着那把刀，刀会怎样扎进他的心脏。我把刀深深地插进他的心脏，我听到他喉咙里发出一个声响，像是一个大泡泡的破裂声。他的身体动了一下，右手抓住刀柄，他肯定马上就死了。我清洗了杯子，带走了两个酒瓶。我没有关灯，就把门关上了，然后返回我的公寓。直到第二天三点钟，人们才发现思蒙死了。一个邻居敲了他的门，在没人回应后，她报了警。他们在床上发现了西蒙的尸体，警察审问了所有人，但他们并不知道真相。警方最终认定朱尔斯·西蒙自杀了，很快大家都忘记了他。我犯下的罪行完美无缺。
西蒙死后的三个月里，我日以继夜地制造钻石镜片，最后终于把镜头做好了。我把一滴水放到一块玻璃上时，双手都颤抖了。我小心地往水里加了些油，防止水干。我打开玻璃下面的强光，透过钻石镜片去观察。一时间，我在那滴水里什么也没看见。然后，我看到一道纯白色的光。我小心翼翼地把显微镜的镜头移到离水滴更近的地方。慢慢地，白光开始改变，开始形成各种形状。我能看见云彩和美丽的花草树木。这些植物拥有最不寻常的颜色：明亮的红色、绿色、紫色以及银色和金色。树枝在微风中缓慢地移动，我观察的每个地方，都能看到各种颜色的水果和鲜花。“真奇怪，”我想，“这个美丽的地方竟然没有动物。”然后，我看到一些东西在色彩鲜艳的树木和灌木丛中缓慢移动。紫色和银色灌木的树枝被轻轻地推开。在我眼前，站着我见过最美丽的女人！她完美无缺：粉色的肌肤、蓝色的大眼睛，金色的长发从肩膀垂到膝盖。
她离开彩虹色的树木，像一朵花漂浮在水面上那样在空中飘荡。看着她的一举一动，就像在倾听风中响起的小铃铛的声音。她走到彩虹色的树前，抬头看着其中一棵树。这棵树移动了一根结满果实的树枝，它把树枝降到她的高度，她摘下一个水果，用小手把水果转了转，然后就吃了起来。我多么希望自己有能力进入那明亮的光线之中，和她一起飘过那些美丽的森林。突然，我意识到自己爱上了这个小家伙！我爱上了一个永远不会爱我的人，一个被囚禁在水滴里的人。我跑出房间，躺在床上哭着睡着了。日复一日，我回到显微镜前去看她。我从没离开过公寓，很少吃饭或睡觉。有一天，和往常一样，我去看显微镜，准备看看我的爱人。她在那里，但发生了可怕的变化。她的脸变瘦了，几乎走不动了。她金色的头发和蓝色眼睛里美妙的光芒消失了。在那一刻，我想让灵魂变得和她一样渺小，进入她的世界去帮助她。
是什么让她病得这么重？她似乎很痛苦，我看着她好几个小时，无助地独自一人，我的心破碎了。她越来越虚弱，森林也在变化，树木正在失去它们美丽的颜色。突然，我意识到自己已经好几天没看那滴水了。我用显微镜看了一下，但没看到它。我一看显微镜下的玻璃，就明白了可怕的事实。我忘了在这滴水里再加些油以防它变干，那滴水不见了。我又冲过去透过镜头看了看，彩虹森林都消失了。我的爱人躺在微弱的光线下，她那粉红色的身体干瘪了，皱巴巴的。她的眼睛黑得像灰尘，慢慢地永远地消失了。我昏倒了，几个小时后在显微镜的碎片上醒来。我晕倒时摔倒了，思绪像钻石镜片一样破碎，我爬上床，从这个世界中躲开了。几个月后我终于好起来了，但所有的钱都花完了。现在，人们都说我疯了。他们叫我“疯狂的科学家林利。”没人相信我和卢文胡克的灵魂曾经交谈过，当我告诉他们我是怎么杀死朱尔斯·西蒙，并偷走他的钻石造出完美的镜头时，他们都笑了。他们认为，我从未曾在一滴水里看到过那个美丽的世界。但是我知道钻石镜片的真相，现在，你也知道了。
