和訳お願いします。
As their dinner goes on, my father tells of his plans for the future, and
mother shows with expressive face how interested she is, and how impressed.
My father becomes exultant, lifted up by the waltz that is being played, and
his own future begins to intoxicate him. My father tells my mother that he is
going to expand his business, for there is a great deal of money to be made.
He wants to settle down. After all, he is twenty-nine, he has lived by himself
since his thirteenth year, he is making more and more money, and he is envious
of his friends when he visits them in the security of their homes, surrounded, it seems, by the calm domestic pleasures, and by delightful children,
and then as the waltz reaches the moment when the dancers all swing madly,then, then with awful daring, then he asks my mother to marry him, although awlnvardly enough and puzzled as to how he had arrived at the question, and she, to make the whole business worse, begins to cry, and my father looks nervously about, not knowing at all what to do now, and my mother says, "It's all I've wanted from the first moment I saw you," sobbing, and he fin& all of this very difficult, scarcely to his taste, scarcely as he thought it would be, on his long walks over Brooklyn Bridge in the revery of a fine cigar, and it was then, at that point, that I stood up in the theatre and shouted: "Don't do it! It's not too late to change your minds, both of you. Nothing good will come of it, only remorse, hatred, scandal, and two children whose characters are monstrous." The whole audience turned to look at me, annoyed, the usher came hurrying down the aisle flashing his searchlight, and the old lad next to me tugged me down into my seat, saying: "Be quiet. You'll be put ou4 and you paid thirty-five cents'to come in." And so I shut my eyes becausex
could not bear to see what was happening. I sat there quietly.
お礼
ありがとうございました(^o^)