"Very right too."
“这样很好啊。”
"Yes, but it may be pushed to excess. When it comes to beating the subjects in the dissecting-rooms with a stick, it is
certainly taking rather a bizarre shape."
“是，但是似乎有点过了。就他在解剖室用棍子抽打尸体这件事来说，肯定是件怪事吧。”
"Beating the subjects!"
“抽打尸体！”
"Yes, to verify how far bruises may be produced after death. I saw him at it with my own eyes."
“是的，为了证明人死后多久才能造成瘀青。我就亲眼看到他这样做过。”
"And yet you say he is not a medical student?"
“但是你说他不是个医学学生？”
"No. Heaven knows what the objects of his studies are. But here we are, and you must form your own impressions about
him." As he spoke, we turned down a narrow lane and passed through a small side-door, which opened into a wing of the
great hospital. It was familiar ground to me,and I needed no guiding as we ascended the bleak stone staircase and made
our way down the long corridor with its vista of whitewashed wall and dun-coloured doors. Near the further end a low
arched passage branched away from it and led to the chemical laboratory.
“不是，鬼知道他到底是学什么的。我们就要到了，你可以自己看看他了。”他说的时候，我们转入了一个狭窄的小巷，穿过一扇小侧门，走到了一所大医院的侧面。医院对我来说很熟悉，根本不用别人带路，我们走上阴冷的石头楼梯，沿着长长的走廊往前走，走廊两边是雪白的墙壁和很多暗褐色的门。走廊尽头有一个低矮的拱形过道，连接着走廊，通往化学实验室。
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