Old Behrman was a painter who lived on the ground floor beneath them. He was past sixty and had a long white beard curling down over his chest. Despite looking the part, Behrman was a failure in art. For forty years he had been always about to paint a masterpiece, but had never yet begun it. He earned a little by serving as a model to those young artists who could not pay the price of a professional. He drank gin to excess, and still talked of his coming masterpiece. For the rest he was a fierce little old man, who mocked terribly at softness in any one, and who regarded himself as guard dog to the two young artists in the studio above.
參考譯文:老貝爾曼是住在兩人樓下底層的一個畫家。他已年過六旬,銀白色蜷曲的長髯披掛胸前。貝爾曼看上去挺像藝術(shù)家,但在藝術(shù)上卻沒有什么成就。40年來他一直想創(chuàng)作一幅傳世之作,卻始終沒能動手。他給那些請不起職業(yè)模特的青年畫家當(dāng)模特掙點(diǎn)小錢。他沒節(jié)制地喝酒,談?wù)撝羌磳柺赖牟恍嘀。要說其他方面,他是個好斗的小老頭,要是誰表現(xiàn)出一點(diǎn)軟弱,他便大肆嘲笑,并把自己看成是樓上畫室里兩位年輕藝術(shù)家的看護(hù)人。
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