他们看到苏格兰人从洞穴中涌出，就像在裙子里狂欢的女人一样，死于黄褐色土壤中的涟漪。他们看到了汉普郡的稳定脚步，好像他们愿意踏上慢动作舞蹈，他们满足于不回来。他们看到来自每个角落的男人无能为力，进入一场吞没的风暴。
(They saw the Scots coming up out of their burrows like raving women in their skirts, dying in ripples across the yellowish-brown soil. They saw the steady tread of the Hampshire's as though they had willingly embarked on a slow-motion dance from which they were content not to return. They saw men from every corner walking, powerless, into an engulfing storm.)