Siddhartha had learned to trade, to use his power over people, to enjoy himself with a woman, he had learned to wear beautiful clothes, to give orders to servants, to bathe in perfumed waters. He had learned to eat tenderly and carefully prepared food, even fish, even meat and poultry, spices and sweets, and to drink wine, which causes sloth and forgetfulness. He had learned to play with dice and on a chess-board, to watch dancing girls, to have himself carried about in a sedan-chair, to sleep on a soft bed. 席特哈尔塔学会了做生意，学会了对人们行使权力，学会了与女人寻欢作乐。他学会了穿华衣美服，使唤奴仆，在香气袭人的水里洗澡。他学会了享用精心烹调的饭菜，烹用鸡鸭鱼肉、调味品和甜点、饮用使人懒散、健忘的酒。他学会了掷骰子、下棋、看舞蹈、坐轿子和睡软床。 But still he had felt different from and superior to the others; always he had watched them with some mockery, some mocking disdain, with the same disdain which a Samana constantly feels for the people of the world. When Kamaswami was ailing, when he was annoyed, when he felt insulted, when he was vexed by his worries as a merchant, Siddhartha had always watched it with mockery. Just slowly and imperceptibly, as the harvest seasons and rainy seasons passed by, his mockery had become more tired, his superiority had become more quiet. Just slowly, among his growing riches, Siddhartha had assumed something of the childlike people's ways for himself, something of their childlikeness and of their fearfulness. 但是，他仍然和别人不一样，他感到自己比他们优越，看他们时总是略带嘲讽，略带揶揄的轻蔑，这正是沙门对俗人始终怀有的那种轻蔑。每当卡马斯瓦密身体不舒服，生气发怒，感到受了侮辱，受商人的种种烦恼困扰时，席特哈尔塔总是怀着嘲讽袖手旁观。不过，随着收获季节和雨季过去，他的嘲讽慢慢地不知不觉地减弱了，他的优越感也有所收敛。随着他的财富日益增长，席特哈尔塔本人也染上了那种孩子般俗人的一些特点，染上了他们的孩子气和谨小慎微。 And yet, he envied them, envied them just the more, the more similar he became to them. He envied them for the one thing that was missing from him and that they had, the importance they were able to attach to their lives, the amount of passion in their joys and fears, the fearful but sweet happiness of being constantly in love. These people were all of the time in love with themselves, with women, with their children, with honours or money, with plans or hopes. But he did not learn this from them, this out of all things, this joy of a child and this foolishness of a child; he learned from them out of all things the unpleasant ones, which he himself despised. It happened more and more often that, in the morning after having had company the night before, he stayed in bed for a long time, felt unable to think and tired. It happened that he became angry and impatient, when Kamaswami bored him with his worries. It happened that he laughed just too loud, when he lost a game of dice. 而且，他羡慕他们，他跟他们越相像，就越羡慕他们。而他羡慕的正是他自己缺乏而他们却拥有的东西，那就是他们能使他们的生活显得十分重要，他们对欢乐与恐怕的激情，以及他们演变的不安而又甜蜜的幸福。这些人不断地迷恋自己，迷恋女人，迷恋他们的孩子，迷恋名或利，迷恋种种计划或希望。但是有一占他不是向他们学到的，那就是孩子般的快乐和孩子般的愚蠢；他向他们学到的恰恰是他自己很瞧不起的讨厌东西。于是，越来越多地出现这样的情况：他在参加了一个欢乐的晚会之后早上迟迟不起床，感到昏头昏脑和十分困乏。当卡马斯瓦密诉说自己的烦恼而使他感到无聊时，他往往生气发怒和烦躁不安。 His face was still smarter and more spiritual than others, but it rarely laughed, and assumed, one after another, those features which are so often found in the faces of rich people, those features of discontent, of sickliness, of ill-humour, of sloth, of a lack of love. Slowly the disease of the soul, which rich people have, grabbed hold of him.Like a veil, like a thin mist, tiredness came over. 他掷骰子赌输了钱，就十分过分地放声大笑。他的脸仍然比别聪明和精神，但是他笑得少了，接连出现那些只是在有钱人脸上常见的特点，那种不知足、病态、厌烦、懒散和冷酷无情的特点。有钱人的心理疾患慢慢地俘虏了他。