Before he knew what he was about, he had his face against the gate-bars.
他还没弄明白自己在干什么,脸就已经贴在门闩上了。
It seemed a few weeks ago. He was standing at the gate, his peaked cap pushed back on his head and his hair tumbled forward over a face of bronze.
一切似乎就是几个星期以前的事,他站在大门口,尖顶帽推向脑后,头发向前散乱垂在晒得黧黑的脸上。
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