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Dubliners | Gradually Hardening Spanish A1 Translation Books

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THESISTERS
Therewas
no
nohopeforhimthistime:
itwas
el
thethirdstroke.
Nightafter
noche
nightIhadpassedthe
casa
house(itwasvacationtime)
y
andstudiedthelightedsquareofwindow:
y
andnightafternightI
había
hadfounditlightedin
la
thesameway,faintlyandevenly.
Si
Ifhewasdead,I
pensé
thought,IwouldseethereflectionofcandlesonthedarkenedblindforI
sabía
knewthattwocandlesmustbesetatthe
cabeza
headofacorpse.
He
había
hadoftensaidtome:
“Iamnot
tiempo
longforthisworld,”andIhad
pensado
thoughthiswordsidle.
NowI
sabía
knewtheyweretrue.
EverynightasIgazedupatthewindowI
decía
saidsoftlytomyselfthe
palabra
wordparalysis.
Ithadalways
sonado
soundedstrangelyinmyears,
como
likethewordgnomonintheEuclid
y
andthewordsimonyintheCatechism.
Pero
Butnowitsoundedtome
como
likethenameofsomemaleficent
y
andsinfulbeing.
Itfilledmewithfear,
y
andyetIlongedtobenearertoit
y
andtolookuponitsdeadly
obra
work.
OldCotterwassittingat
el
thefire,smoking,whenIcamedownstairstosupper.
Mientras
Whilemyauntwasladlingoutmystirabouthe
dijo
said,asifreturningtosomeformerremarkof
su
his:.
“No,Iwouldn’tsayhewas
exactamente
exactly...
buttherewas
algo
somethingqueer...
therewas
algo
somethinguncannyabouthim.
I’ll
diré
tellyoumyopinion....”
Hebegantopuffathispipe,nodoubtarranginghisopinioninhis
mente
mind.
Tiresomeoldfool!
Whenwe
conocimos
knewhimfirstheusedtoberatherinteresting,
hablando
talkingoffaintsandworms;
pero
butIsoongrewtiredofhim
y
andhisendlessstoriesabout
la
thedistillery.
“Ihavemyowntheoryaboutit,”he
dijo
said.
“Ithinkitwas
uno
oneofthose...
peculiarcases....
Pero
Butit’shardtosay....”
Hebegantopuff
de nuevo
againathispipewithoutgivingushistheory.
Myuncle
vio
sawmestaringandsaidto
me
me:.
“Well,soyourold
amigo
friendisgone,you’llbesorrytohear.”
“Who?”
dije
saidI.
“FatherFlynn.”
“Ishedead?”
“MrCotterherehas
acaba
justtoldus.
Hewaspassingby
la
thehouse.”
IknewthatIwas
bajo
underobservationsoIcontinuedeatingas
si
ifthenewshadnotinterestedme.
Myuncleexplainedto
viejo
oldCotter.
“Theyoungsterandheweregreatfriends.
El
Theoldchaptaughthimagreatdeal,mindyou;
y
andtheysayhehad
un
agreatwishforhim.”
“God
tenga
havemercyonhissoul,”
dijo
saidmyauntpiously.
OldCotter
miró
lookedatmeforawhile.
I
sentí
feltthathislittlebeadyblackeyeswereexaminingme
pero
butIwouldnotsatisfyhimby
mirando
lookingupfrommyplate.
He
regresó
returnedtohispipeandfinallyspatrudelyinto
la
thegrate.
“Iwouldn’tlikechildrenofmine,”he
dijo
said,“tohavetoomuchto
dijo
saytoamanlikethat.”
“Howdoyoumean,MrCotter?”
preguntó
askedmyaunt.
“WhatI
decir
meanis,”saidoldCotter,“it’s
malo
badforchildren.
Myidea
es
is:
letayounglad
corra
runaboutandplaywithyoungladsofhisownage
y
andnotbe....
AmI
razón
right,Jack?”
“That’smyprinciple,too,”
dijo
saidmyuncle.
“Lethim
aprenda
learntoboxhiscorner.
That’swhatI’m
siempre
alwayssayingtothatRosicrucianthere:
takeexercise.
Why,
cuando
whenIwasanipper
todas las
everymorningofmylifeIhad
un
acoldbath,winterandsummer.
Y
Andthat’swhatstandstome
ahora
now.
Educationisallveryfine
y
andlarge....
MrCottermight
tomar
takeapickofthatlegmutton,”headdedtomyaunt.
“No,
no
no,notforme,”said
viejo
oldCotter.
Myauntbroughtthedishfromthe
caja fuerte
safeandputitonthetable.
“But
por qué
whydoyouthinkit’snot
bueno
goodforchildren,MrCotter?”
she
preguntó
asked.
“It’sbadforchildren,”
dijo
saidoldCotter,“becausetheirmindsaresoimpressionable.
Cuando
Whenchildrenseethingslikethat,you
sabes
know,ithasaneffect....”
Icrammedmymouth
con
withstiraboutforfearI
pudiera
mightgiveutterancetomyanger.
Tiresome
viejo
oldred-nosedimbecile!
Itwas
tarde
latewhenIfellasleep.
Aunque
ThoughIwasangrywith
viejo
oldCotterforalludingtomeas
un
achild,Ipuzzledmy
cabeza
headtoextractmeaningfromhisunfinishedsentences.
Inthedarkofmy
habitación
roomIimaginedthatI
ver
sawagaintheheavygrey
rostro
faceoftheparalytic.
Idrewtheblanketsovermy
cabeza
headandtriedtothinkofChristmas.
Pero
Butthegreyfacestill
seguía
followedme.
Itmurmured;
andI
entendí
understoodthatitdesiredtoconfess
algo
something.
Ifeltmysoulrecedingintosomepleasant
y
andviciousregion;
andthere
de nuevo
againIfounditwaitingforme.
Itbegantoconfesstomein
una
amurmuringvoiceandIwondered
por qué
whyitsmiledcontinuallyand
por qué
whythelipsweresomoist
con
withspittle.
ButthenI
recordé
rememberedthatithaddiedofparalysis
y
andIfeltthatI
también
toowassmilingfeeblyas
si
iftoabsolvethesimoniacofhissin.
La
ThenextmorningafterbreakfastI
ver
wentdowntolookat
la
thelittlehouseinGreatBritain
Calle
Street.
Itwasanunassumingshop,registered
bajo
underthevaguenameofDrapery.
Las
Thedraperyconsistedmainlyofchildren’sbootees
y
andumbrellas;
andonordinarydays
un
anoticeusedtohangin
la
thewindow,saying:
UmbrellasRe-covered.
Nonoticewasvisible
ahora
nowfortheshutterswereup.
Acrapebouquetwastiedto
la
thedoor-knockerwithribbon.
Twopoorwomen
y
andatelegramboywere
leyendo
readingthecardpinnedonthecrape.
I
también
alsoapproachedandread:.
July1st,1895TheRev.JamesFlynn(formerlyofS.Catherine’sChurch,Meath
Calle
Street),agedsixty-fiveyears.R.I.P.
La
Thereadingofthecardpersuadedmethathewas
muerto
deadandIwasdisturbedtofindmyselfatcheck.
Hadhenotbeen
muerto
deadIwouldhavegoneinto
la
thelittledarkroombehind
la
theshoptofindhim
sentado
sittinginhisarm-chairby
la
thefire,nearlysmotheredinhisgreat-coat.
Tal vez
Perhapsmyauntwouldhave
dado
givenmeapacketofHighToastforhim
y
andthispresentwouldhaverousedhimfromhisstupefieddoze.
Itwas
siempre
alwaysIwhoemptiedthepacketintohisblacksnuff-boxforhishandstrembled
demasiado
toomuchtoallowhimto
hacer
dothiswithoutspillinghalfthesnuff
sobre
aboutthefloor.
Evenasheraisedhislargetrembling
mano
handtohisnoselittlecloudsofsmokedribbled
a través de
throughhisfingersoverthe
parte delantera
frontofhiscoat.
It
pueden
mayhavebeentheseconstantshowersofsnuffwhich
dieron
gavehisancientpriestlygarmentstheirgreenfadedlookforthe
rojo
redhandkerchief,blackened,asit
siempre
alwayswas,withthesnuff-stainsof
una
aweek,withwhichhe
trataba
triedtobrushawaythefallengrains,was
bastante
quiteinefficacious.
Iwishedtogoin
y
andlookathimbutI
tuve
hadnotthecouragetoknock.
Iwalkedawayslowly
a lo largo
alongthesunnysideofthe
calle
street,readingallthetheatricaladvertisementsintheshop-windowsasI
iba
went.
IfounditstrangethatneitherInor
el
thedayseemedinamourningmood
y
andIfeltevenannoyedatdiscoveringinmyselfasensationoffreedomas
si
ifIhadbeenfreedfrom
algo
somethingbyhisdeath.
Iwonderedat
esto
thisfor,asmyuncle
había
hadsaidthenightbefore,he
había
hadtaughtmeagreatdeal.
He
había
hadstudiedintheIrishcollegeinRome
y
andhehadtaughtmetopronounceLatinproperly.
He
había
hadtoldmestoriesaboutthecatacombs
y
andaboutNapoleonBonaparte,andhe
había
hadexplainedtomethe
significado
meaningofthedifferentceremoniesoftheMass
y
andofthedifferentvestmentswornbythepriest.
Sometimeshe
había
hadamusedhimselfbyputtingdifficultquestionstome,
preguntas
askingmewhatoneshould
hacer
doincertaincircumstancesorwhethersuch
y
andsuchsinsweremortal
o
orvenialoronlyimperfections.
Hisquestions
mostraron
showedmehowcomplexandmysteriouswerecertaininstitutionsoftheChurchwhichI
había
hadalwaysregardedasthesimplestacts.
ThedutiesofthepriesttowardstheEucharist
y
andtowardsthesecrecyoftheconfessionalseemedsogravetomethatIwondered
cómo
howanybodyhadeverfoundinhimselfthecouragetoundertakethem;
y
andIwasnotsurprised
cuando
whenhetoldmethatthefathersoftheChurch
habían
hadwrittenbooksasthickasthePost
Oficina
OfficeDirectoryandascloselyprintedasthe
ley
lawnoticesinthenewspaper,elucidating
todas
alltheseintricatequestions.
Often
cuando
whenIthoughtofthisI
podía
couldmakenoansweror
sólo
onlyaveryfoolishandhaltingoneuponwhichheusedtosmile
y
andnodhisheadtwice
o
orthrice.
Sometimesheusedtoputme
a través de
throughtheresponsesoftheMasswhichhe
había
hadmademelearnbyheart;
y
and,asIpattered,heusedtosmilepensively
y
andnodhishead,now
y
andthenpushinghugepinchesofsnuffup
cada
eachnostrilalternately.
Whenhesmiledheusedtouncoverhisbigdiscolouredteeth
y
andlethistonguelieuponhislowerlip—ahabitwhich
había
hadmademefeeluneasyinthebeginningofouracquaintancebeforeIknewhim
bien
well.
AsIwalkedalonginthesunIremembered
viejo
oldCotter’swordsandtriedto
recordar
rememberwhathadhappenedafterwardsinthe
sueño
dream.
IrememberedthatI
había
hadnoticedlongvelvetcurtains
y
andaswinginglampofantiquefashion.
I
sentí
feltthatIhadbeen
muy
veryfaraway,insomeland
donde
wherethecustomswerestrange—inPersia,I
pensé
thought....
ButIcouldnot
recordar
remembertheendofthe
sueño
dream.
Intheeveningmyaunt
llevó
tookmewithhertovisit
la
thehouseofmourning.
Itwasaftersunset;
pero
butthewindow-panesofthehousesthat
miraban
lookedtothewestreflectedthetawnygoldof
un
agreatbankofclouds.
Nanniereceivedusin
el
thehall;
and,asit
sido
wouldhavebeenunseemlyto
habría
haveshoutedather,myauntshookhandswithherfor
todos
all.
Theoldwomanpointedupwardsinterrogatively
y
and,onmyaunt’snodding,proceededtotoilupthenarrowstaircasebefore
nosotros
us,herbowedheadbeingscarcelyabovethelevelofthebanister-rail.
Atthe
primer
firstlandingshestoppedandbeckonedusforwardencouraginglytowardstheopen
puerta
doorofthedead-room.
Myaunt
viendo
wentinandtheoldwoman,
viendo
seeingthatIhesitatedtoenter,begantobeckontome
de nuevo
againrepeatedlywithherhand.
I
fui
wentinontiptoe.
The
habitación
roomthroughthelaceendoftheblindwassuffusedwithduskygoldenlightamid
cual
whichthecandleslookedlikepalethinflames.
He
había
hadbeencoffined.
Nanniegavethelead
y
andwethreekneltdownatthefootofthe
cama
bed.
Ipretendedtopray
pero
butIcouldnotgathermythoughts
porque
becausetheoldwoman’smutteringsdistractedme.
Inoticed
cómo
howclumsilyherskirtwashookedatthe
atrás
backandhowtheheelsofherclothbootsweretroddendownallto
un
oneside.
Thefancycametomethatthe
viejo
oldpriestwassmilingashe
yacía
laythereinhiscoffin.
Pero
Butno.Whenwerose
y
andwentuptothe
cabeza
headofthebedI
vi
sawthathewasnotsmiling.
Allí
Therehelay,solemnandcopious,vestedasfor
el
thealtar,hislargehandslooselyretaining
un
achalice.
Hisfacewas
muy
verytruculent,greyandmassive,
con
withblackcavernousnostrilsandcircledby
un
ascantywhitefur.
Therewas
un
aheavyodourintheroom—theflowers.
Weblessedourselves
y
andcameaway.
Inthelittle
habitación
roomdownstairswefoundElizaseatedinhisarm-chairinstate.
Igropedmywaytowardsmyusualchairin
la
thecornerwhileNanniewentto
la
thesideboardandbroughtout
un
adecanterofsherryand
algunas
somewine-glasses.
Shesettheseon
la
thetableandinvitedusto
tomar
takealittleglassofwine.
Then,athersister’sbidding,shefilledoutthesherryintotheglasses
y
andpassedthemtous.
Shepressedmeto
tomara
takesomecreamcrackersalso
pero
butIdeclinedbecauseI
pensé
thoughtIwouldmaketoomuchnoiseeatingthem.
Sheseemedtobesomewhatdisappointedatmyrefusal
y
andwentoverquietlytothesofa
donde
whereshesatdownbehindher
hermana
sister.
Noonespoke:
we
todos
allgazedattheemptyfireplace.
Myaunt
esperó
waiteduntilElizasighedandthen
dijo
said:.
“Ah,well,he’sgoneto
un
abetterworld.”
Elizasighed
de nuevo
againandbowedherheadinassent.
Myauntfingeredthestemofherwine-glassbeforesipping
un
alittle.
“Didhe...
peacefully?”
she
preguntó
asked.
“Oh,quitepeacefully,ma’am,”
dijo
saidEliza.
“Youcouldn’ttellwhen
el
thebreathwentoutofhim.
He
tuvo
hadabeautifuldeath,Godbepraised.”
“Andeverything...?”
“FatherO’Rourkewasin
con
withhimaTuesdayandanointedhim
y
andpreparedhimandall.”
“He
sabía
knewthen?”
“Hewasquiteresigned.”
“Helooksquiteresigned,”
dijo
saidmyaunt.
“That’swhat
la
thewomanwehadintowashhim
dijo
said.
Shesaidhejustlookedasifhewasasleep,helookedthatpeaceful
y
andresigned.
Noonewould
pensaría
thinkhe’dmakesucha
hermoso
beautifulcorpse.”
“Yes,indeed,”saidmyaunt.
Shesipped
un
alittlemorefromherglass
y
andsaid:.
“Well,MissFlynn,at
cualquier
anyrateitmustbe
un
agreatcomfortforyouto
saber
knowthatyoudidallyoucouldforhim.
Youwere
ambos
bothverykindtohim,I
debo
mustsay.”
Elizasmoothedherdress
sobre
overherknees.
“Ah,poorJames!”
she
dijo
said.
“Godknowswedone
todo
allwecould,aspoorasweare—wewouldn’t
veríamos
seehimwantanythingwhilehewasinit.”
Nannie
había
hadleanedherheadagainstthesofa-pillow
y
andseemedabouttofallasleep.
“There’s
pobre
poorNannie,”saidEliza,lookingather,“she’sworeout.
Todo
Alltheworkwehad,she
y
andme,gettinginthe
mujer
womantowashhimandthenlayinghimout
y
andthenthecoffinandthenarrangingabouttheMassinthechapel.
Sólo
OnlyforFatherO’RourkeIdon’t
sé
knowwhatwe’dhavedoneatall.
Itwashim
trajo
broughtusallthemflowers
y
andthemtwocandlesticksoutofthechapel
y
andwroteoutthenoticefortheFreeman’sGeneral
y
andtookchargeofallthepapersforthecemetery
y
andpoorJames’sinsurance.”
“Wasn’tthat
bueno
goodofhim?”
saidmyaunt.
Eliza
cerró
closedhereyesandshookher
cabeza
headslowly.
“Ah,there’snofriends
como
liketheoldfriends,”shesaid,“when
todo
allissaidanddone,
no
nofriendsthatabody
pueda
cantrust.”
“Indeed,that’strue,”
dijo
saidmyaunt.
“AndI’m
seguro
surenowthathe’sgonetohiseternalrewardhewon’t
olvidará
forgetyouandallyourkindnesstohim.”
“Ah,
pobre
poorJames!”
saidEliza.
“Hewas
no
nogreattroubletous.
Youwouldn’t
escucharías
hearhiminthehouseany
más
morethannow.
Still,I
sé
knowhe’sgoneandalltothat....”
“It’s
cuando
whenit’salloverthatyou’llmisshim,”
dijo
saidmyaunt.
“Iknowthat,”
dijo
saidEliza.
“Iwon’tbe
traeré
bringinghiminhiscupofbeef-teaanymore,noryou,ma’am,
enviará
sendinghimhissnuff.
Ah,
pobre
poorJames!”
Shestopped,as
si
ifshewerecommuningwith
el
thepastandthensaidshrewdly:.
“Mindyou,Inoticedtherewas
algo
somethingqueercomingoverhimlatterly.
WheneverI’d
traía
bringinhissouptohim
allí
thereI’dfindhimwithhisbreviary
caído
fallentothefloor,lyingbackinthechair
y
andhismouthopen.”
Shelaid
un
afingeragainsthernose
y
andfrowned:
thenshecontinued:.
“Butstill
y
andallhekepton
diciendo
sayingthatbeforethesummerwasoverhe’d
ver
gooutforadriveonefine
día
dayjusttoseetheold
casa
houseagainwherewewere
todos
allborndowninIrishtown
y
andtakemeandNannie
con
withhim.
Ifwecould
sólo
onlygetoneofthemnew-fangledcarriagesthat
hacen
makesnonoisethatFatherO’Rourke
dijo
toldhimabout,themwiththerheumaticwheels,forthe
día
daycheap—hesaid,atJohnnyRush’soverthewaythere
y
anddriveoutthethreeofus
juntos
togetherofaSundayevening.
He
tenía
hadhismindseton
eso
that....
PoorJames!”
“TheLord
tenga
havemercyonhissoul!”
dijo
saidmyaunt.
Elizatookoutherhandkerchief
y
andwipedhereyeswithit.
Thenshe
puso
putitbackagaininherpocket
y
andgazedintotheemptygrateforsome
tiempo
timewithoutspeaking.