Martini said contemptuously to Gemma as they crossed the Signoria square one bright, cold Sunday morning.

在一个阳光明媚、寒冷的星期天早晨，当他们穿过领主广场时，马蒂尼轻蔑地对杰玛说。

The Piazza Signoria is too stony to be brilliant. It has no grass, no flowers, no frescoes, no glittering walls of marble or comforting patches of ruddy brick.

Signoria 广场太石头了，不光彩。它没有草，没有花，没有壁画，没有闪闪发光的大理石墙，也没有舒适的红砖。

They decided to find a better location and eventually decided it should be placed in the political heart of Florence, in Piazza Della Signoria in front of the town hall, where his copy still is today.

他们决定找一个更好的地点，最终决定把它放在佛罗伦萨的政治中心，在市政厅前的市政广场，他的复制品至今仍在那里。

" Nothing ever happens to me, " she reflected, as she entered the Piazza Signoria and looked nonchalantly at its marvels, now fairly familiar to her. The great square was in shadow; the sunshine had come too late to strike it.

“我从来没有出过事，”她一边想，一边走进领主广场，漫不经心地看着它现在对她来说相当熟悉的奇迹。大广场在阴影中；阳光来得太晚，没能照到它。