马在哪儿?他满怀疑惧地慢慢地退了开去,而刘易斯还在徒劳地向他喃喃低语。他又一次抬起头来,眼睛仍瞪出眼窝外,脸上一副可怕的、内疚的、幽灵似的神情。当刘易斯走近一些时,他骤然抽搐着,象震颤的弹簧一样缩了回去——不让人碰他。他似乎看到了在从马成为人的奴隶以来无数漫长的世纪那阴暗的道路上成群的幽灵。 Where was the horse? He backed away with suspicion and whispered to Lewis in vain. He looked up again, his eyes still glowing out of his eye socket, with a terrible, guilty, ghostly expression on his face. As Lewis approached, he jerked abruptly, shrunk back like a tremor of springs - without touching him. He seems to have seen the specter of hordes of darkness on countless long centuries since the horse became a human slave.