理着自己的头发。

"After all, Hilda," she said, "love can be wonderful: when you feel you live, and are in the very middle of creation.” It was almost like bragging on her part.

“无论怎样，希尔达，”她说，“爱情总是那样美妙，让你切实地感觉到自己活着，感觉到自己身处宇宙的中心。”她的语气简直有几分卖弄的意味。

"I suppose every mosquito feels the same," said Hilda. "Do you think it does? How nice for it!" The evening was wonderfully clear and long-lingering, even in the small town. It would be half-light all night. With a face like a mask, from resentment, Hilda started her car again, and the two sped back on their traces, taking the other road, through Bolsover.

“恐怕每只蚊子也有同感。”希尔达说。“你这样认为吗？那蚊子们该多么幸福呀！”那天傍晚格外地晴朗，即使在这个破败的小城市，黄昏也驻足停留，不愿离去。星月之光会将整个夜晚都照亮。由于愤怒未消，希尔达板着的脸孔好像戴着面具，她再度发动汽车，开足马力，开上返程的道路。与来时不同，这次走得是博尔索弗。

Connie wore her goggles and disguising cap, and she sat in silence. Because of Hilda's Opposition, she was fiercely on the side of the man, she would stand by him through thick and thin.

康妮乔装改扮，戴好风镜和无檐帽，静静地坐在姐姐旁边。正因为希尔达的反对，她更加坚定地站在梅勒斯一边，即使前路布满荆棘，她也会与他共度。