'Twere a high smell, a sort of gamey flaviour, calling to mind venison and hare, just as you'd expect of a great squire, —not like a poor man's 'natomy, at all; and that was what strengthened my faith that 'twas Sir Blount'.

有一种浓烈的气味，一种野味，让人想起鹿肉和野兔，就像你对一个伟大的乡绅所期望的那样——一点也不像穷人的身体；这就是加强我“是布朗特爵士”的信念的原因。