He flailed his hands and even stamped once with his long, narrow, elegantly shoed foot on the plush carpet.

他挥舞着双手， 甚至用他又长又窄、穿着优雅鞋子的脚在毛绒地毯上踩了一次。

Anthony gave a little grunt and toppled over onto the green plush carpet, finding, as he fell, that his mouth was full of blood and seemed oddly loose in front.

安东尼咕哝了一声，倒在了绿色的毛绒地毯上，倒下时发现他的嘴里全是血，而且在前面似乎奇怪地松弛了。

Even the children on the first floor—beautifully dressed little mannequins, shepherded by a harried young Filipina—didn't say hello but kept their eyes on the plush carpet as I walked past.

即使是一楼的孩子们——穿着漂亮的小模特，由一个疲惫不堪的年轻菲律宾人牧养——也没有打招呼， 而是在我经过时一直盯着毛绒地毯。

As I tiptoed along, the plush carpet muffling my steps, a dog started to bark from inside one of the doors—a yappy, outraged protest—and an elderly voice shouted something that I couldn't make out.

当我小心翼翼地向前走时， 长毛绒地毯遮住了我的脚步，一只狗从一扇门里开始狂吠——一种狂吠、愤怒的抗议——还有一个苍老的声音在喊着我听不懂的话。