The Turn of the Screw

The story had held us, round the fire, sufficiently breathless, but except the obvious remark that it was gruesome, as, on Christmas Eve in an old house, a strange tale should essentially be, I remember no comment uttered till somebody happened to say that it was the only case he had met in which such a visitation had fallen on a child.

故事让我们围坐在火炉旁，足够让我们屏息凝神，除了显而易见的评论，它很恐怖，就像在圣诞夜的古老房屋里，一个奇怪的故事本质上应该是这样的，我记得直到有人偶然说，这是他遇到的唯一案例，这种降临落在一个孩子身上。

I can see Douglas there before the fire, to which he had got up to present his back, looking down at his interlocutor with his hands in his pockets.

我可以想象道格拉斯站在火炉前，他起身背对着火，双手插在口袋里，低头看着他的对话者。