The front room, where a red lamp was burning in front of the ICONS, smelt of wormwood and perspiration, and some one with mighty lungs was snoring behind a partition.

在这个干净的正房里弥漫着苦艾和汗酸的味儿，隔板后面，不知谁的强壮肺部发出均匀的鼾声，神像前面点着一盏红玻璃罩的神灯。