TeacherGwen 我们一起神翻译|8.18

Although her eyes were closed, Sethe knew his gaze was on her face, and a paper picture of just how bad she must look raised itself up before her mind's eye. Still, there was no mockery coming from his gaze. Soft. It felt soft in a waiting kind of way. He was not judging her — or rather he was judging but not comparing her. Not since Halle had a man looked at her that way: not loving or passionate, but interested, as though he were examining an ear of corn for quality. Halle was more like a brother than a husband.

尽管她双眼紧闭，Sethe还是知道他在凝视着她的脸。一幅描绘她看起来多么糟糕的纸画，在她思维的眼睛面前自动升了起来。他的凝视仍然不带有半分嘲弄。非常温和。那是一种非常温和的等待。他并没有审视她——或者倒不如说他是在审视，但并没有拿她作比较。自从Halle之后，从没有一个男人这样看着他：并不是饱含爱意或热情，而是感兴趣，似乎他是在检测一根玉米的质量。比起丈夫Halle更像是一个兄弟。