As I lay in the cave, breathing the drydust of the cave floor, I tried to picture the person these artifacts belonged to.
当我躺在山洞里,地面上干燥的泥土的气息扑鼻而来,我开始想象这些东西的主人的样子。
3
As she passed, she caught sight of a dry crust of bread on the commode, which was moulding there amid the dust; she flung herself upon it and bit into it, muttering.