我们穿过了一连串低矮的拱道，向下，往前，再向下，最后进了一个幽深的墓穴，里边混浊的空气使我们的火把只冒火苗而不发光亮。
We passed through a range of low arches, descended, passed on, and descending again, arrived at a deep crypt, in which the foulness of the air caused our flambeaux rather to glow than flame.
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