" More like several hundred, ser, " said Garin.

" 有几百个，爵士先生。" 盖林道。

" We'd do well not to breathe the fog either, " said Haldon. " Garin's Curse is all about us" .

" 最好连雾气也不要呼吸，" 哈尔顿说，" 盖林的诅咒可不是闹着玩的。"

" Aye, " Garin called out cheerfully, " and we sing and play and dance on water, and know much and more of healing. My mother is the best midwife in Westeros, and my father can cure warts" .

" 对，" 盖林愉快地喊道，" 我们会在水上唱歌跳舞做游戏，还精于医术。比如我母亲便是维斯特洛最好的产婆，我父亲则能治愈疣瘤。"

" I can do little and less so long as I am locked up here, " she whispered back. " My father will not see me. You are the only one who can save Garin. Do you love him" ?

" 只要我仍被关在这里，能做的便少之又少。" 她低声回答，" 我父亲不愿见我。你是唯一可救盖林的人。你爱他吗？"

The Dornish nights grow cold out upon the sands. Garin gathered wood for them, bleached white branches from trees that had withered up and died a hundred years ago. Drey built a fire, whistling as he struck sparks off his flint.

多恩沙漠的夜晚冷极了。盖林为大家搜集木柴，白花花的枝干来自一百年前枯死的树木。德雷一边吹口哨，一边用燧石打出火星，点起篝火。