The sordid and ugly luxuriance of gigantic weeds that grew in the angle of the house, and the heavy projection that overshadowed her, and the time-worn framework of the door, —none of these things belonged to her sphere.
长在屋角的巨大杂草肮脏丑陋,笼罩在她身上的厚重投影,以及陈旧的门框,这些都不属于她的领域。