" I fancy those ladies are ruining you, " resumed Vallagnosc, amused by the meeting.

“我想那些女士们正在毁了你，”Vallagnosc 继续说道，被这次会议逗乐了。

It was to their tastes and fancies, those smallest, greatest particulars, that no common denominator could be applied.

对于他们的品味和幻想， 那些最小的、最大的细节， 没有共同点可以应用。

What's the use to me—a sculptor—of those children of a cold, terror-stricken fancy, those shapes begotten in the stifling hut, in the dark of winter nights?

那些冷酷、惊恐万分的孩子们， 那些在令人窒息的小屋里， 在冬夜的黑暗中诞生的形状， 对我有什么用？