Lavinia simpered, as if this might not be quite enough, and Catherine, with her forehead touching the window-panes, listened to this exchange of epigrams as reservedly as if they had not each been a pin-prick in her own destiny.

拉维尼娅傻笑起来，好像可能还，凯瑟琳的额头着窗玻璃，听着句的交流，语气含蓄，仿佛它们都是她自己命运中的针刺。