Outside, the rain beat on the windowpanes, just audible over the clatter of plates and cutlery.

外面， 雨点打在窗玻璃上，只能听到盘子和餐具的碰撞声。

" Anything else anything else" ! said old Featherstone, with hoarse rage, which, as if in a nightmare, tried to be loud, and yet was only just audible. " I want nothing else. You come here — you come here" .

“还有什么别的” ！老费瑟斯通用嘶哑的怒火说道， 就像在噩梦中一样， 他试图大声说话， 但也只是勉强能听见。“我别无所求。你来这里——你来这里” 。