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tell her； i guess； but we ain'；t got time。
anyway； i start to walk away an the little boy done thowed the ping pong ball an bounce it
off the back of my head。 it were jus my luck that somebody got a photograph right at that
moment； an； of course； it wound up in the newspapers。 〃young chinese displays his hatred of
american capitalists；〃 the caption said。
anyway； mister wilkins e up an drag me away an fore i know it； we is on the plane an
flyin high。 last thing he says to me afore we land back in washington is； 〃well； gump； i spose
you know about the chinese custom that if you save a chinaman'；s life； you is responsible for it
forever。〃 he have a nasty little smile on his face； an he is settin next to me on the plane an they
has just tole us not to get up an to fasten our seatbelts。 well； i jus look over at him an cut the
biggest fart of my life。 it soun somethin like a buzz saw。 mister wilkins'； eyes bugged out an he
say； 〃argggg！〃 an start fannin the air an tryin to unloosen his seatbelt。
a pretty stewardess e runnin up to see what all the motion is about an mister
wilkins is coughin an choakin an all of a sudden i done started fannin the air mysef an holdin my
nose an pointin at mister wilkins； an shoutin； 〃somebody open a winder；〃 an shit like that。 mister
wilkins； he get all red in the face an begin protestin an pointin back at me； but the stewardess； she
jus smiled an gone on back to her seat。 after he quit sputterin an all； mister wilkins start adjustin
his collar an say to me under his breath； 〃gump； that was a extremely crude thing to do。〃 but i jus
grinned an looked straight ahead。
they sent me back to fort dix after that； but instead of puttin me in the steam heat
pany； i am tole they is lettin me out of the army early。 it don'；t take but a day or so； an then i
am gone。 they give me some money for a ticket home； an i have got a few dollars mysef。 now i
got to decide what to do。
i know i ought to go on home an see my mama； cause she'；s in the po house an all。 i think
maybe i ought to get started with the little srimp bidness； too； an begin to make somethin of my
life； but all this time； in the back of my mind； i have been thinkin of jenny curran up at harvard
university。 i got a bus to the train station； an all the way there i am tryin to figger what is the
right thing to do。 but when the time e to buy my ticket； i tole them i wanted to go to boston。
there are jus times when you can'；t let the right thing stand in yo way。
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阿甘正传（英文版）10
i did not have no address for jenny cept a post office box； but i did have her
letter with the name of the little place where she said she was playin with her band； the cracked
eggs。 it was called the hodaddy club。 i tried to walk there from the train station； but i kep gettin
lost； so i finally took a taxicab。 it was in the afternoon an there was nobody in there but a couple
of drunk guys an bout a half inch of beer on the floor from the night before。 but they was a feller
behin the bar say jenny an them will be there bout nine o'；clock。 i axed if i can wait； an the guy
say； 〃sure；〃 so i set down for five or six hours an took a load off my feet。 directly； the place
begun to fill up。 they was mostly college…lookin kids but was dressed like geeks at a sideshow。
everbody wearin dirty blue jeans an tee shirts an all the guys had beards an wore glasses an all
the girls have hair that look like a bird gonna fly out of it any secont。 presently the band e out
on stage an start settin up。 they is three or four fellers an they has got all this huge electric stuff；
pluggin it in everwhere。 it certainly is a far cry from what we done in the student union building
back at the university。 also； i do not see jenny curran noplace。
after they get the electric stuff set up； they start to play； an let me say this： them people was
loud！ all sorts of colored lights begin to flash an the music they is makin sound sort of like a jet
airplane when it takin off。 but the crowd lovin it an when they is done； everbody begin to cheer
an yell。 then a light fall on a side of the stage an there she is— jenny hersef！
she is changed from the way i known her。 first； she is got hair down to her ass； an is wearin
sunglasses inside； at night！ she is dressed in blue jeans an a shirt with so many spangles on it she
look like a telephone switchboard。 the band start up again an jenny begun to sing。 she has
grapped hole of the microphone an is dancin all aroun the stage； jumpin up an down an wavin her
arms an tossin her hair aroun。 i am tryin to understan the words to the song； but the band is playin
too loud for that； beatin on the drums； bangin on the piano； swattin them electric guitars till it
seem like the roof gonna cave in。 i am thinkin； what the hell is this？
after a wile they take a break an so i got up an tried to get through a door that go backstage。
but they is a feller standing there who say i cannot e in。 when i go walkin back to my seat； i
notice everbody is starin at my army uniform。 〃that is some costume you has got on there；〃
somebody says； an somebody else say； 〃far out！〃 an another one say； 〃is he for real？〃
i am beginnin to feel like a idiot again； an so i gone on outside； thinkin maybe i can walk
aroun an figger things out。 i guess i must of walked for haf an hour or so； an when i get back to
the place they is a long line of people waitin to get in。 i go up to the front an try to splain to the
guy that all my stuff is in there； but he say to go wait at the end of the line。 i guess i stood there a
hour or so； an listened to the music in from inside； an i have to tell you； it sounded a little
better when you got away from it like that。
anyway； after a wile； i got bored an went down a alley an roun to the back of the club。 they
was some little steps an i sat down there an watched the rats chasin each other in the garbage。 i
had my harmonica in my pocket； so'；s to pass the time； i got it out an started to play a little。 i could
still hear the music from jenny'；s band； an after a wile i foun mysef bein able to play along with
them； sort of usin the chromatic stop to get half out of key so it would fit in with what they was
playin。 i don'；t know how long it was； but it didn'；t take much afore i was able to make runs of my
own； way up in c major； an to my suprise； it didn'；t soun half bad when you was playin it— so
long as you didn'；t have to listen to it too。
all of a sudden the door behin me bust open an there is jenny standin there。 i guess they had
taken their break again； but i wadn'；t payin no attention an had kep on playin。
〃who is that out there？〃 she say。
〃it'；s me；〃 i say； but it is dark in the alley an she stick her head out the door an say； 〃who is
playin that harmonica？〃
i stand up an i am kind of embarrassed on account of my clothes； but i say； 〃it'；s me。
forrest。〃
〃it is who？〃 she say。
〃forrest。〃