Must I again return to my daily walk in that narrow cell, a human body, where worldly thoughts can torture me?

我是否必须再次回到那个狭小的牢房， 一个人的身体， 世俗的思想可以折磨我的日常行走？

No, ' thought Elena, 'it is Solovetsky Monastery; it's full of little narrow cells like a beehive; it's stifling, cramping there—and Dmitri's shut up there.

埃琳娜想，“这是索洛维茨基修道院； 它充满了像蜂巢一样狭窄的小细胞； 那里令人窒息， 抽筋——德米特里被关在那里。

It was a narrow cell, opening on the roof by a skylight, and furnished with a small bed, a walnut-wood wardrobe, a toilet-table, and two chairs.

这是一间狭窄的牢房，屋顶上有一扇天窗，里面有一张小床、一个胡桃木衣柜、一张梳妆台和两把椅子。

It was not in Dorothea's nature, for longer than the duration of a paroxysm, to sit in the narrow cell of her calamity, in the besotted misery of a consciousness that only sees another's lot as an accident of its own.

在多萝西娅的天性中， 坐在她灾难的狭小牢房里， 坐在一个只把别人的命运看作是自己的意外的意识的痛苦中， 比突发事件的持续时间还长。