So three months glided away; three months which, in the life of the most blessed and favoured of mortals, might have been unmingled happiness, and which, in Oliver's were true felicity.

三个月就这样溜走了；三个月，对于凡人中最幸福、最受宠爱的人来说，这可能是纯粹的幸福，而对奥利弗来说，这才是真正的幸福。

The uproar which had so lately echoed through the vaults of the forest was gone, leaving the rush of the waters to swell and sink on the currents of the air, in the unmingled sweetness of nature.

最近在森林的拱顶上回荡的喧闹声消失了，只剩下汹涌的水流在空气的流动中膨胀和下沉，在大自然的纯净甜蜜中。