Her eyes looking along the floor saw his feet cut the pattern of a patch of sunlight on the carpet.

她的眼睛顺着地板望去， 看到他的脚在地毯上划出一块阳光斑点的图案。

(The Savage winced; but Helmholtz, who was staring pensively at the floor, saw nothing.) " No." he concluded, with a sigh, it won't do. We need some other kind of madness and violence. But what? What? Where can one find it?

（野蛮人退缩了；但赫姆霍尔兹凝望着地板沉思，没有看见。）“不会的。”他叹了一口气，结束了谈话。不会激动的。我们需要别的种类的疯狂和暴力。但是，是什么？什么样的？到哪儿找去？