I saw the Count lying within the box upon the earth, some of which the rude falling from the cart had scattered over him. He was deathly pale, just like a waxen image, and the red eyes glared with the horrible vindictive look which I knew so well.

我看见伯爵躺在地上的箱子里，那个从车上掉下来的粗鲁的人把箱子里的一些东西撒在他身上。他面色惨白，活像一个蜡像，那双红眼睛里闪烁着我十分熟悉的那种可怕的报复的目光。