The dew fell, but with propitious softness; no breeze whispered.

露水落下，但带着吉祥的柔软；没有微风低语。

It was now the sweetest hour of the twenty-four: —" Day its fervid fires had wasted, " and dew fell cool on panting plain and scorched summit.

现在是二十四小时中最甜蜜的时刻：——“一天，它炽热的火焰已经浪费了，”露水在气喘吁吁的平原和焦灼的山顶上降温。

" A lovely belly, I have no doubt. Moisten it as often as you wish … but see that your dew falls nowhere else. I want no more nephews, is that clear" ?

" 相信那是个可爱的肚子。你爱怎么滋润它都行… … 但绝不许失误，我不想再多个外甥，懂吗？"