他？噢，他还是一个小毛孩子。我非常孤独，我想，你仿佛非常烦我，我没意识到那样噢，阿兰。她站起来，将他拉向自己，深深地吻起了他的嘴唇。你真是个大傻瓜。我爱你难道你不清楚吗？
Why did you come here?he asked.
你如何来到这了?他问道。
I was wandering about. I couldn't sleep. Look-She knelt down and stared at the Latin inscription on the two solitary graves.Who are they?she asked.
我是随意走走。我睡不着。瞧她跪下来，盯着前面的两座孤坟的拉丁碑文问道：他们是什么人？
I don't know. I've often wondered. Dom Carols Fuenta --he's definitely a monk. But the odd thing is that he's buried alongside a woman. He paused and then went on. Maria Degardes. He was buried in 1892. She was in 1894.
我不了解。我也一直想了解。多姆卡罗斯福恩塔他一定是一个和尚，但奇怪的是，他和一个女性葬在一块。他中止了一下，然后接着说道：玛丽姬德加斯。他葬于1892年，而她葬于1894年。
Were they lovers?
他们是情人吗？
I used to make up stories that they were.
我过去常常想给他们编编故事。
I was just thinking. A silly thought. I expect you'll laugh.
我刚刚在想。是一个愚蠢的想法，我想你会笑我的。
Try me.
说说看。
Suppose we lived here for the rest of our lives and when we died we were buried here. But in one grave. Together.
倘若大家以后生活在这里，大家死后就埋在这里，但要在一块。合葬。
Alan took Alice's face in his hands and kissed her on the lips.
阿兰双手捧起爱丽丝的脸，在她的嘴唇上亲吻起来。
