I have blamed myself enough ; my life s forfeit anyway , and i should have been dead by now , if silver hadn t stood for me ; and doctor , believe this , i can die - and i daresay i deserve it - but what i fear is torture “大夫， ”我说， “你别再责怪我了，我已把自己骂个够了，反正我只有用命才能补偿。这一损失要不是西尔弗护着我，我早就没命了。大夫，请你相信我，死我不怕，我也该死，可我怕受刑，万一他们给我上刑”
But something always return d swift upon me to check these thoughts , and to reprove me ; and particularly one day walking with my gun in my hand by the sea - side , i was very pensive upon the subject of my present condition , then reason as it were expostulated with me t other way , thus : well , you are in a desolate condition tis true , but pray remember , where are the rest of you 可是，每当我这样想的时候，立刻又有另一种思想出现在我的脑海里，并责怪我不应有上述这些念头。特别有一天，当我正带枪在海边漫步时，我思考着自己目前的处境。这时，理智从另一方面劝慰我： "的确，你目前形单影只，孑然一身，这是事实。
