To this last apothegm poor Hepzibah responded with a sigh so deep and heavy that it almost rustled Uncle Venner quite away, like a withered leaf, —as he was, —before an autumnal gale.
对于这最后一句格言,可怜的赫普兹巴以一声深沉而沉重的叹息回应,几乎把维纳叔叔沙沙作响地吹走了,就像秋天的大风前一片枯萎的叶子——就像他一样——。