On the dais, Euron pushed aside his slattern and climbed upon the table. The captains began to bang their cups and stamp their feet upon the floor. " EURON" ! they shouted. " EURON! EURON! EURON" ! It was kingsmoot come again.

高台上，攸伦推开那婆娘，爬上桌子。船长们一边敲打酒杯，一边以脚跺地。" 攸伦！" 他们高喊，" 攸伦！攸伦！攸伦！" 这仿佛选王会的重演。

He had taken for granted that it would be some tough, well-used slattern with dead eyes-a hard, sullen woman who had 'gone the route' and whose body was no longer of any interest to the gang she worked for.

他理所当然地认为这将是一个强硬、惯用的浪荡子，有着死气沉沉的眼神——一个冷酷、阴沉的女人，她已经“走上了这条路” ，她的身体不再对她工作的帮派有任何兴趣。