Report flies over Paris as on golden wings; penetrates the Prisons; irradiates the faces of those that were ready to perish: turnkeys and moutons, fallen from their high estate, look mute and blue.

• 消息象附在金翼，在巴黎上空飞扬，进入监狱之中，点亮了那些准备死亡的人的脸：看守人和从高贵地位降为待宰羔羊的罪人们不说话，脸色铁青。