Then, as if reproaching himself for the longing that he could not repress, he went and kissed the two tousled heads upon the pillow, took down his seldom–used meerschaum, and opened his Plato.

然后就像是为了无法抑制思念之情而责备自己，他走过去吻了枕头上两个头发凌乱袋，取下很少使用海泡石斗，翻开他柏拉图著作。

Then, as if reproaching himself for the longing that he could not repress, he went and kissed the two tousled heads upon the pillow, took down his seldom-used meerschaum, and opened his Plato.

然后，仿佛在责备自己无法抑制渴望，他走过去在枕头上吻了吻两个乱糟糟袋，取下他很少用海泡石，打开了他柏拉图。

Books and papers everywhere, a broken meerschaum, and an old flute over the mantlepiece as if done with, a ragged bird without any tail chirped on one window seat, and a box of white mice adorned the other.

到处都是书籍和文件，一只破损海泡石，壁炉架上一只旧笛子好像已经用完了，一只破烂没有尾巴鸟在一个靠窗座位上叽叽喳喳地叫着，另一个靠窗座位上装饰着一盒白老鼠。