'Without the least cause,' said Tess. 'While they who have cause to be, hide it, and pretend they are not.'
“她是不应该这样痛苦的，”苔丝说。“而应该痛苦的那个人，却在掩饰，假装没有什么。”

This incident had turned the scale for her. They were simple and innocent girls on whom the unhappiness of unrequited love had fallen; they had deserved better at the hands of Fate. She had deserved worse - yet she was the chosen one. It was wicked of her to take all without paying. She would pay to the uttermost farthing; she would tell, there and then. This final determination she came to when she looked into the fire, he holding her hand.
这个事件使她的天平发生了偏转。他们都是天真纯洁的姑娘，单相思恋爱的不幸降临在她们的身上；她们本应该受到命运的优待的。她本应该受到惩罚的，可是她却是被选中的人。她要是占有这一切而不付出什么，这就是她的罪恶。她应该把最后一文钱的帐还清，就在这里和这时候把一切都说出来。她看着火光，克莱尔握着她的手，就在这时候她作出了最后的决定。

A steady glare from the now flameless embers painted the sides and back of the fireplace with its colour, and the well-polished andirons, and the old brass tongs that would not meet. The underside of the mantel-shelf was flushed with the high-coloured light, and the legs of the table nearest the fire. Tess's face and neck reflected the same warmth, which each gem turned into an Aldebaran or a Sirius - a constellation of white, red, and green flashes, that interchanged their hues with her every pulsation.
现在壁炉的残火已经没有火焰了，只留下稳定的亮光，把壁炉的四周和后壁，还有发亮的炉架和不能合到一起的旧火钳，都给染上了通红的颜色。壁炉台板的下面，还有靠近炉火的桌子腿，也让炉火映红了。苔丝的脸和脖子也染上了同样的暖色调，她带的宝石也变成了牛眼星和天狼星，变成了闪烁着白色、红色和蓝色光芒的星座，随着她的脉搏的跳动，它们就闪现出各种不同的颜色。

'Do you remember what we said to each other this morning about telling our faults?' he asked abruptly, finding that she still remained immovable. 'We spoke lightly perhaps, and you may well have done so. But for me it was no light promise. I want to make a confession to you, Love.'
“今天早上我们说过相互谈谈我们的缺点，你还记得吗？”他看见她仍然坐在那儿一动也不动，就突然问。“我们也许是随便说说的，你也可以随便说说。但对我来说，却不是随便说说的。我想向你承认一件事，我的爱人。”

This, from him, so unexpectedly apposite, had the effect upon her of a Providential interposition.
他说出这句话来，完全和她想说的一样，这使她觉得好像是上天的有意安排。

'You have to confess something?' she said quickly, and even with gladness and relief.
“你也要承认什么过错吗？”她急忙问，甚至还带有高兴和宽慰的神情。

'You did not expect it? Ah - you thought too highly of me. Now listen. Put your head there, because I want you to forgive me, and not to be indignant with me for not telling you before, as perhaps I ought to have done.'
“你没有想到吗？唉——你把我想得太高尚了。现在听着。把你的头放在我这儿，因为我要你宽恕我，不要因为我以前没有告诉你，你就生我的气，也许我以前就应该告诉你的。”

How strange it was! He seemed to be her double. She did not speak, and Clare went on--
这多么地奇怪呀！他似乎和她一模一样。她没有说话，克莱尔继续说——