I was at the end of my strength; my fingers gave out; my hands were no help to me; my mouth opened convulsively, filling with brine;

　　我的气力尽了，我的手指都僵了，我的手再不能支持我了：我的嘴抽搐着，一张开就灌满海水：

　　its coldness ran through me; I raised my head one last time, then I collapsed. . .

　　冷气侵袭着我。我最后一次抬起头来，一会儿又沉下去了…

　　Just then something hard banged against me. I clung to it. Then I felt myself being pulled upward, back to the surface of the water; my chest caved in, and I fainted. . .

　　就在这一瞬间，我碰到一个坚实的物体。我就紧靠着它。随后，我觉得有人拉我，把我拉到水面上来，我的胸部不胀了，我晕过去了…

　　For certain, I came to quickly, because someone was massaging me so vigorously it leftfurrows in my flesh. I half opened my eyes. . . .

　　一定是由于我身体受到有力的摩擦，我才很快苏醒过来。我迷述糊糊地半睁开我的眼睛…

　　Conseil! I muttered.

　　康塞尔!我低声说。

　　Did master ring for me? Conseil replied.

　　先生叫我吗?康塞尔答。

　　Just then, in the last light of a moon settling on the horizon, I spotted a face that wasn't Conseil's but which I recognized at once.

　　这个时候，月亮正往西沉，在它的最后光芒下，我看到不是康塞尔的脸孔，但我立即认出是谁了。