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.)