Turned, the babies at once fell silent, then began to crawl towards those clusters of sleek colours, those shapes so gay and brilliant on the white pages.

婴儿们一转过身就不出声了，都向一丛丛花花绿绿的颜色和白色的书页上鲜艳耀眼的形象爬去。

Old companion, yet old enemy! How many a time have I taken it up, loathing the necessity, heavy in head and heart, my hand shaking, my eyes sick-dazzled! How I dreaded the white page I had to foul with ink!

老伙伴，老敌人！有多少次我拿起它，厌恶这种必要，头和心都沉重，我的手在颤抖，我的眼睛因病态而眼花缭乱！我多么害怕不得不被墨水弄脏的白纸！