英语翻译I'd meant to go to Miros that day.I'd packed my bag and

英语翻译
I'd meant to go to Miros that day.I'd packed my bag and was ready.The motor-boat came in on time.The sky was cloudy,but the wind wasn't too strong for the two-hour crossing.I stood at my window,staring at the boat.Then I lost sight of her,an old light-house partly blocked my view of the harbour.A dozen passagers were making their way there.I was about to join them-when a man's face appeared at the light-house window.
This was strange,because the light-house had been empty,unused and locked for thirty years.It was stranger still-because I'd seen that face before.I couldn't place it bur it was,or had once been,familiar to me.I opened my window and shouted across.
"I know we've met before,but I can't remember where."
I expected him to open his if he could and answer me.He did neither.The face behind the glass remained motionless (静止).Seeing him more clearly now,I knew he was not looking at me.He seemed to be looking upwards,at the clouds.How well I’d known that face,sometime,somewhere!I tried again.“we met years ago.Was it in Athens in the 1950s?I used to live in Plaka.”
He didn’t reply nor give any sign that he’d heard.I went back further,to when I was in the navy.“Perhaps we met at sea during the war,” and that thought at once brought him to mind.Commander Leftis!He was commander Leftis of course!How could I have forgotten?I’d saved his life once.But surely he …
The motor-boat rang her bell.I turned my eyes.The wind had risen,but she was pulling out.Laughing,I called,“Now I’ve missed her,and it’s your fault ,Commander!”
As the boat drew away,the face at the window faded.One minute it was there.Looking up,I could see the whites of the eyes.The next minute it was gone.
Well,I didn’t rush to the light-house.I knew that Leftis was dead.He died at sea in 1963 or ’64.But there’s one other thing I ought to tell you:the motor-boat never reached Miros.It was lost in a storm,with all the passengers.