After writing the last line, Nejdanov flung down the pen.

写完最后一行， 涅日丹诺夫放下笔。

I was nearly fainting, and at the moment of writing these lines I see the whole scene over again in all its imposing reality.

我简直要晕过去了，就在此刻我写这几行文字的工夫，这情景还真真切切，浮现在我眼前。

He dropped into a chair with the same fixed look, humming softly to himself and every now and again shaking back his wavy hair, began writing line after line, sometimes scratching out and rewriting.

他坐在椅子上，神色一动不动，自言自语地轻声哼着曲子，时不时地把波浪形的头发甩到脑后，开始一行一行地写，有时会改写重写。