Thus he thought, and crumpled up and sank down upon the wet earth. At first he cried softly to himself, then he cried loudly to the pitiless desolation that ringed him around; and for a long time after he was shaken by great dry sobs.
He built a fire and warmed himself by drinking quarts of hot water, and made camp on a rocky ledge in the same fashion he had the night before. The last thing he did was to see that his matches were dry and to wind his watch. The blankets were wet and clammy. His ankle pulsed with pain. But he knew only that he was hungry, and through his restless sleep he dreamed of feasts and banquets and of food served and spread in all imaginable ways.
He awoke chilled and sick (он проснулся продрогший и больной). There was no sun (солнца не было). The gray of earth and sky had become deeper, more profound (серый цвет земли и неба стал темнее: «глубже», более насыщенным). A raw wind was blowing (дул промозглый ветер), and the first flurries of snow were whitening the hilltops (и первые снегопады покрывали белым вершины холмов;
He awoke chilled and sick. There was no sun. The gray of earth and sky had become deeper, more profound. A raw wind was blowing, and the first flurries of snow were whitening the hilltops. The air about him thickened and grew white while he made a fire and boiled more water. It was wet snow, half rain, and the flakes were large and soggy. At first they melted as soon as they came in contact with the earth, but ever more fell, covering the ground, putting out the fire, spoiling his supply of moss- fuel.
This was a signal for him to strap on his pack and stumble onward (это был сигнал для него надевать тюк и ковылять дальше), he knew not where (он не знал куда). He was not concerned with the land of little sticks (его не интересовала ни земля «прутиков»;
This was a signal for him to strap on his pack and stumble onward, he knew not where. He was not concerned with the land of little sticks, nor with Bill and the cache under the upturned canoe by the river Dease. He was mastered by the verb 'to eat.' He was hunger-mad. He took no heed of the course he pursued, so long as that course led him through the swale bottoms. He felt his way through the wet snow to the watery muskeg berries, and went by feel as he pulled up the rush-grass by the roots. But it was tasteless stuff and did not satisfy. He found a weed that tasted sour and he ate all he could find of it, which was not much, for it was a creeping growth, easily hidden under the several inches of snow.
He had no fire that night (в ту ночь у него не было ни костра), nor hot water (ни горячей воды), and crawled under his blanket to sleep the broken hunger-sleep (и он заполз под одеяло, чтобы поспать сном, прерываемым голодом: «ломаный сон голода»). The snow turned into a cold rain (снег превратился в холодный дождь). He awakened many times to feel it falling on his upturned face (он просыпался много раз, чтобы ощутить, как он падает на его повернутое вверх лицо). Day came (наступил день) — a gray day and no sun (серый день и без солнца). It had ceased raining (дождь перестал: «перестало дождить»). The keenness of his hunger had departed (острота голода ушла;
He had no fire that night, nor hot water, and crawled under his blanket to sleep the broken hunger-sleep. The snow turned into a cold rain. He awakened many times to feel it falling on his upturned face. Day came — a gray day and no sun. It had ceased raining. The keenness of his hunger had departed. Sensibility, as far as concerned the yearning for food, had been exhausted. There was a dull, heavy ache in his stomach, but it did not bother him so much. He was more rational, and once more he was chiefly interested in the land of little sticks and the cache by the river Dease.
