By this time the mail-cart man had joined her, and began dragging and unharnessing the hot form of Prince. But he was already dead, and, seeing that nothing more could be done immediately, the mail-cart man returned to his own animal, which was uninjured.
这时候赶邮车的人也来到了她的身边，开始同她一起把王子还热着的身体拖开，卸下马具。不过它已经死了，看见没有什么更多的事情立即可做，赶邮车的人就回到自己的马的身边，他的马并没有受伤。

'You was on the wrong side,'he said.'I am bound to go on with the mail-bags, so that the best thing for you to do is to bide here with your load. I'll send somebody to help you as soon as I can. It is getting daylight, and you have nothing to fear.'
“你们走错道了，”他说，“我必须把这一车邮件送走，所以你最好就等在这儿，看着车上的货，我会尽快派人到这儿给你帮忙。天渐渐亮了，你也没有什么可怕的了。”

He mounted and sped on his way; while Tess stood and waited. The atmosphere turned pale, the birds shook themselves in the hedges, arose, and twittered; the lane showed all its white features, and Tess showed hers, still whiter. The huge pool of blood in front of her was already assuming the iridescence of coagulation; and when the sun rose a hundred prismatic hues were reflected from it. Prince lay alongside still and stark; his eyes half open, the hole in his chest looking scarcely large enough to have let out all that had animated him.
他上了车，就急忙上路了；苔丝就站在那儿等候着。天色已经发白，小鸟在树篱中抖擞着，飞起来，吱吱地叫着；道路完全显露出它的白色面目，苔丝的面目也显露出来，比道路还要灰白。她面前的一摊血水已经凝固了，宛如彩虹的色彩；当太阳升起来时，上面就反射出一百种光谱的颜色。王子静静地躺在一边，已经僵硬了；它的眼睛半睁着，胸前的伤口看上去很小，似乎不足以让维持它生命的血液全部流出来。

''Tis all my doing - all mine!' the girl cried, gazing at the spectacle. 'No excuse for me none - What will mother and father live on now? Aby, Aby!' She shook the child, who had slept soundly through the whole disaster. 'We can't go on with our load - Prince is killed!'
“这都是我的错——都是我的错！”姑娘看见眼前的情景，哭着说。“我不能原谅自己——不能！现在爹妈怎么过呀？亚比，亚比！”她摇动着在整个灾难中一直熟睡未醒的孩子。

When Abraham realized all, the furrows of fifty years were extemporized on his young face.
当亚伯拉罕明白了一切的时候，他年轻的脸上一下子增添了五十年的皱纹。

'Why, I danced and laughed only yesterday!' she went on to herself. 'To think that I was such a fool!'
“哎，昨天我还在跳舞还在笑啦！”她自言自语地说，“想想我真笨呀！”

'Tis because we be on a blighted star, and not a sound one, isn't it, Tess?' murmured Abraham through his tears.
“这是因为我们生活在一个有毛病的星球上，不是生活在一个没有毛病的星球上，是不是，苔丝？”亚伯拉罕眼睛里挂着泪水，嘟哝着说。

In silence they waited through an interval which seemed endless. At length a sound, and an approaching object, proved to them that the driver of the mail-cart had been as good as his word. A farmer's man from near Stourcastle came up, leading a strong cob. He was harnessed to the waggon of beehives in the place of Prince, and the load taken on towards Casterbridge.
他们静静地等着，时间似乎没有止境似的。他们终于听见了一种声音，看见有一个物体渐渐地接近他们，这证明赶邮车的人没有骗他们。斯图尔堡附近农场上的一个工人牵着一匹健壮的小马走了过来。他把那匹小马套上拉蜂箱的马车，代替了王子的位置，往卡斯特桥方向驶去了。

The evening of the same day saw the empty waggon reach again the spot of the accident. Prince had lain there in the ditch since the morning; but the place of the blood-pool was still visible in the middle of the road, though scratched and scraped over by passing vehicles. All that was left of Prince was now hoisted into the waggon he had formerly hauled, and with his hoofs in the air, and his shoes shining in the setting sunlight, he retraced the eight or nine miles to Marlott.
当天傍晚，我们看见那辆空车又走到了出事的地点。清晨以来，王子就躺在那条路边的沟里；但是路中间的一大摊血迹依然可见，尽管它被过往的车辆碾压过、磨擦过。剩下的只有王子了，他们就把它抬到原来它拉过的车上，四脚朝天，铁蹄在夕阳的余辉里熠熠闪光，走了八九英里路，又回到了马洛特村。