"Yes," said the ferryman, "a very beautiful river, I love it more than anything. Often I have listened to it, often I have looked into its eyes, and always I have learned from it. Much can be learned from a river." “是的，”船夫说，“一条很美丽的河。我热爱它胜过一切。我常常倾听它的声音，常常凝视它的眼睛，我总是向它学习。向一条河可以学到很多东西。” "I than you, my benefactor," spoke Siddhartha, disembarking on the other side of the river. "I have no gift I could give you for your hospitality, my dear, and also no payment for your work. I am a man without a home, a son of a Brahman and a Samana." “我感谢你，好心人。”席特哈尔塔边说边登上了对岸，“我没有礼物送给你，亲爱的，也付不出船钱。我是个无家可归的人，一个婆罗门之子，一个沙门。” "I did see it," spoke the ferryman, "and I haven't expected any payment from you and no gift which would be the custom for guests to bear. You will give me the gift another time." “我已经看出来了。”船夫说，“我并不指望得到你的酬谢，也不想要你的礼物。以后有机会你再送我礼物吧。” "Do you think so?" asked Siddhartha amusedly. “这你相信？”席特哈尔塔高兴地问。 "Surely. This too, I have learned from the river: everything is coming back! You too, Samana, will come back. Now farewell! Let your friendship be my reward. Commemorate me, when you'll make offerings to the gods." “当然。这也是向河水学到的：一切都会再来！你这个沙门也会再来。好了，再会吧！但愿你的友情就是对我的酬谢，但愿你在祭神时能想到我！” Smiling, they parted. Smiling, Siddhartha was happy about the friendship and the kindness of the ferryman. "He is like Govinda," he thought with a smile, "all I meet on my path are like Govinda. All are thankful, though they are the ones who would have a right to receive thanks. All are submissive, all would like to be friends, like to obey, think little. Like children are all people." 他们笑着分手了。席特哈尔塔为船夫的友好与亲切而感到高兴。“他就像戈文达一样。”他笑着想，“我在路上遇见的人都像戈文达一样，大家都心怀感激，尽管他们自己有权得到别人的感谢。大家都很谦恭，都愿意结交朋友，乐意服从，很少思想。人们都像是孩子。” At about noon, he came through a village. In front of the mud cottages, children were rolling about in the street, were playing with pumpkin-seeds and sea-shells, screamed and wrestled, but they all timidly fled from the unknown Samana. In the end of the village, the path led through a stream, and by the side of the stream, a young woman was kneeling and washing clothes. When Siddhartha greeted her, she lifted her head and looked up to him with a smile, so that he saw the white in her eyes glistening. He called out a blessing to her, as it is the custom among travellers, and asked how far he still had to go to reach the large city. Then she got up and came to him, beautifully her wet mouth was shimmering in her young face. She exchanged humorous banter with him, asked whether he had eaten already, and whether it was true that the Samanas slept alone in the forest at night and were not allowed to have any women with them. While talking, she put her left foot on his right one and made a movement as a woman doeswho would want to initiate that kind of sexual pleasure with a man, which the textbooks call "climbing a tree". Siddhartha felt his blood heating up, and since in this moment he had to think of his dream again, he bend slightly down to the woman and kissed with his lips the brown nipple of her breast. Looking up, he saw her face smiling full of lust and her eyes, with contracted pupils, begging with desire. 中午时，他来到一个村庄。巷子里，孩子们在土墙小屋前打滚，玩南瓜子和贝壳，叫嚷和打闹，可是一看见这个陌生的沙门就全都吓跑了。在村尾，道路穿过一条小溪，一个年轻女人正跪在溪边洗衣服。席特哈尔塔向她问好，她抬起头，含笑瞥了他一眼，这时，他看到她眼睛里的白色在闪亮。他按照行路人通常的方式打过招呼，便问到大城去还有多远。她直起身，走过来，年轻的脸上那张湿润的嘴十分动人。她跟他开玩笑，问他吃过饭没有，问沙门夜间独宿在树林里，身边不许有女人，这是不是真的。她边说边把她的左搁在他的右脚上，做了个动作，就像女人挑逗男人作出爱抚动作时那样，教科书通常称之为“爬树”。席特哈尔塔感觉到自己的血变热了，因为这时他又想起了他的梦，他朝那女人微微弯下腰，用嘴唇亲吻她的乳房那深褐色的乳头。他看到她仰着脸满怀欲念地微笑，眯细的眼睛在渴望地恳求。 Siddhartha also felt desire and felt the source of his sexuality moving; but since he had never touched a woman before, he hesitated for a moment, while his hands were already prepared to reach out for her. And in this moment he heard, shuddering with awe, the voice if his innermost self, and this voice said No. Then, all charms disappeared from the young woman's smiling face, he no longer saw anything else but the damp glance of a female animal in heat. Politely, he petted her cheek, turned away from her and disappeared away from the disappointed woman with light steps into the bamboo-wood. 席特哈尔塔也感觉到了欲望，性欲的源泉奔涌不已，但因为他还从来没有接触过女人，他犹豫了一下，他的双手已经准备好了去搂抱她。就在这时，他惊惧地听见了自己内心的声音，这声音说的是“不”。于是，那年轻女人的笑脸顿时失去了全部魅力，他看见的只是一只发情雌兽的水汪汪的目光。他友好地摸了摸她的脸蛋儿，转过身去，步履轻快地走进了竹丛，从这个感到失望的女人面前消失了。