浮生 wrote:

中文的觉着有点拗口，我把相应的英译文这段抄来对着看：
And for three hours they had not been able to catch him. The servant girls, whith the help of other maids in the neighborhood, had used all kinds of tricks to lure him down, but he insisted on staying where he was, laughing madly as he shouted longlive the LIberal Party, lone live the LIberal Party damn it, a reckless cry that had cost many a carefree drunk his life. Dr. Urbino could barely see him amid the leaves, and he tried to cajole him in Spanish and French and even in Latin, and the parrot responded in the same languages and with the same emphasis and timbre in his voice, but he did not move from his treetop. Convinced that no one was going to make him move voluntarily, Dr. Urbino had them send for the fire department, his most recent civic pastime.
... ... So it was in no way peculiar to ask them to please get a distinguished parrot, whith all the qualities of a gentleman, out of a tree. Dr. Urbino said: "Tell them it's for me." And he went to his bedroom to dress for the gala luncheon. The truth was that at that moment, devasted by the letter from Jeremiah de Saint-Amour, he did not really care about the fate of that parrot.