Last night my father took me to see the evening schools in our Baretti schoolhouse, which were all lighted up already, and where the workingmen were already beginning to enter.

昨晚，父亲领了我去参观夜学校。校内已上了灯，劳动者渐渐从四面集拢来。

I recalled the hopeless circumstances by which she had been surrounded in the miserable little shop and the miserable little noisy evening school, with that miserable old bundle of incompetence always to be dragged and shouldered.

我回想起她被悲惨的小商店和悲惨的小吵闹的夜校包围的绝望境遇，那种悲惨的老无能总是被拖着和肩负。