It was a yellow, hazy morning; the squares and arcades were crowded and Dick, pulling his hat low over his head, walked fast, setting the pace, until one of the short-legged carabinieri ran alongside and protested.

广场和拱廊里人头攒动， 迪克把帽子拉低过头， 快步走着，控制着步伐， 直到一个短腿宪兵跑到旁边抗议。 那是一个黄色的、朦胧的早晨。