Daylight began to forsake the red-room; it was past four o’clock, and the beclouded afternoon was tending to drear twilight.

日光开始从红色房间消失；已经四点多了，阴云密布的下午正趋于阴沉的暮色。

She forced herself to think of it as bound up with another woman's life — a woman towards whom she had set out with a longing to carry some clearness and comfort into her beclouded youth.

她强迫自己把它想象成与另一个女人的生活息息相关——一个她怀着渴望为她蒙蔽的青春带去一些清晰和安慰的女人。