We sat down to eat. I tried to make conversation with the three silent people round the table.

我们坐下开始进餐。我试着同桌边这三个默不作声的人搭话。

And we don't try to silent people or try to separate what they say from what they believe.

我们不会试图让人们保持沉默，我们也不会试图将他们的信仰与他们的话语进行区分。

Can they feel, I wonder, those white silent people we call the dead?

我想知道，他们能感觉到那些我们称之为死者的沉默的白人吗？

The second day we made a wider circle. We found a cabin here and a shack there, where even Zelma did not know folk were living, silent people who gave their statistics reluctantly.

第二天，我们绕了一大圈。我们在这里找到了一个小木屋，在那里找到了一个棚屋，连泽尔玛都不知道那里住着人，沉默的人们不情愿地提供他们的统计数据。