What stood in the way? Nothing singly; it was a tangle of a multitude of things—nothing definitely palpable, but only that unaccountable sense of obstruction. Anyhow, this much has become plain to me, that I cannot swear to what I really am.

是什么挡住了路？什么都没有；那是一大堆东西的纠缠——没有什么是绝对明显的，只有那种莫名其妙的阻碍感。无论如何，我已经明白了这一点，我不能对我的真实身份发誓。