我在湖区有一个名叫丹尼斯·威廉森的朋友,是个牧羊人。几年前,通过丹尼斯我认识了阿兰·罗伯茨。他和我一样喜欢在山上漫步。从那以后,我们经常一起上山。但他有一点怪癖——如果我没有用错词的话。有雾的时候他从不出门,即使雾很淡。这就有点让人不舒服了。 一天,我们两人和丹尼斯坐在一起闲聊。我故意一个劲儿地谈雾。我说,我独自一人的时候,如果看不太清楚周围的景物,总是情不自禁地感到周围有些妖气。但出乎我意料的是,丹尼斯,这个我所见过的最淳朴、最直率的牧羊人,立刻表示赞同。“哎,不错,”他说,“你是不是觉得周围好像有一个很不喜欢你的人?” I have a friend named Dennis Williamson in the Lake District, a shepherd. A few years ago, through Dennis I met Alain Roberts. He likes walking in the mountains like me. Since then, we often go up the mountain together. But he has a little eccentricity - if I do not use the wrong words. He never went out when foggy, even though the fog was light. This is a bit uncomfortable. One day, we both chatted with Dennis. I deliberately talked about the fog. I said that when I was alone, I could not help but feel some bloody gas around if I did not see the surroundings clearly. But beyond my expectation, Dennis, the most honest and frank shepherd I ever met, immediately agreed. “Well, not bad,” he said. “Do you think there seems to be someone who does not like you?”