The body's extremities were already growing cold, and I saw that death was approaching without any possibility of my holding it in check.  身体各处，手，指脚趾的尖端已经冰冷，我看出死已临头，没法救治了。

　　After dressing the poor man's wound, I redid the linen bandages around his head, and I turned to Captain Nemo. 我包扎好这个不幸的病人，又把他头上的纱布弄好，转过身来对着尼摩船长；我问他：

　　How did he get this wound? I asked him. 哪来的这伤痕呢？

　　That's not important, the captain replied evasively. The Nautilus suffered a collision that cracked one of the engine levers, and it struck this man.  那没关系！船长掩饰地回答，诺第留斯号受到一次仲撞，弄断了机器上的一条杠杆，打中了这个人。

　　My chief officer was standing beside him. This man leaped forward to intercept the blow.  般副正在他旁边。他奋身前去，顶受了这打击…

　　A brother lays down his life for his brother, a friend for his friend, what could be simpler?  兄弟为自己的兄弟牺牲，朋友为自己的朋友牺牲，再没有更简单的享！

　　That's the law for everyone on board the Nautilus. But what's your diagnosis of his condition? 这是诺第留斯号船上全体船员共同遵守的规律！您对于他的病精的意见究竟怎样？

　　I hesitated to speak my mind. 我迟疑不敢说。

　　You may talk freely, the captain told me. This man doesn't understand French. 您可以说，船长对我说，这人不懂得法语。

　　I took a last look at the wounded man, then I replied: 我最后看一下伤员，然后回答：

　　This man will be dead in two hours. 这人在两小时内就要死了。

　　Nothing can save him? 没有什么办法可以救他吗？

　　Nothing. 没有。

　　Captain Nemo clenched his fists, and tears slid from his eyes, which I had thought incapable of weeping. 尼摩船长的手抖起来，几滴眼泪从他的眼中流出来了，从前我以为他的眼睛是不会哭的。

　　For a few moments more I observed the dying man, whose life was ebbing little by little. He grew still more pale under the electric light that bathed his deathbed.  霎时间，我再看一下这垂死的人，他的生命一点一点消失了。他苍白的面色，由于有明亮的电光照在他临死的床上，更显得惨白。

　　I looked at his intelligent head, furrowed with premature wrinkles that misfortune, perhaps misery, had etched long before.  我看他的聪明头额有很多过早的皱纹，那是生活中的不幸或多年的贫苦给他造成的。

　　I was hoping to detect the secret of his life in the last words that might escape from his lips! 我要从他嘴里偶然吐出的一些话，明白他生平的秘密！您可以退出了，阿龙纳斯先生。尼摩船长这时对我说。