Fernand closed his eyes , a burning sensation passed across his brow , and he was compelled to support himself by the table to prevent his falling from his chair ; but in spite of all his efforts , he could not refrain from uttering a deep groan , which , however , was lost amid the noisy felicitations of the company 弗尔南多闭上了双眼，一种火一样的感觉掠过了他的眉头，他不得不将身子伏在桌子上以免跌倒。他虽然努力克制着自己，但仍禁不住发出一声长叹，但是他的叹息声被嘈杂的祝贺声淹没了。
And there rose before his mind the danube , bright midday , the reeds , the russian camp , and he , a young general , without one wrinkle on his brow , bold , gay , ruddy , entering potyomkins gay - coloured tent , and the burning sensation of envy of the favourite stirs within him as keenly as at the time 于是他想起了多瑙河，明朗的中午，芦苇，俄国营地他这个年轻的将军，脸上没有一条皱纹，精力充沛，心情愉快，面色红润，走进波将金的彩饰帐篷，对朝廷这个宠臣如火焚似的嫉妒心理强烈，现在仍然像当时一样使他激动。
