其他乘客很少:一个穿着大衣的男人,他的头靠在胸前。一对夫妇彼此之间的胳膊,对周围的环境不了解。还有一个十几岁的男孩,脖子上有黑围巾伤口,佐罗风格。伊莎贝尔(Isabel)对自己微笑:她的状况,她认为。孤独和绝望;爱及其自我吸收;十六岁,这是一个自己的状态。
(There were few other passengers: a man in an overcoat, his head sunk against his chest; a couple with arms around each other, impervious to their surroundings; and a teenage boy with a black scarf wound round his neck, Zorro-style. Isabel smiled to herself: a microcosm of our condition, she thought. Loneliness and despair; love and its self-absorption; and sixteen, which was a state all its own.)