All John Reed’s violent tyrannies, all his sisters’ proud indifference, all his mother’s aversion, all the servants’ partiality, turned up in my disturbed mind like a dark deposit in a turbid well.
约翰·里德所有的暴虐暴虐,他所有姐姐们傲慢的冷漠,他母亲所有的厌恶,所有仆人的偏袒,都像浊井中的黑暗沉积物一样出现在我不安的脑海中。