I was physically influenced by the atmosphere and scene, and my ears were filled with the curses the maniac still shrieked out; wherein she momentarily mingled my name with such a tone of demon-hate, with such language!--no professed harlot ever had a fouler vocabulary than she: though two rooms off, I heard every word--the thin partitions of the West India house opposing but slight obstruction to her wolfish cries.
Súbitamente la oí pronunciar mi nombre con demoníaco acento de odio y percibí su abominable lenguaje. Aunque dormía dos cuartos más allá del mío, el estilo de construcción de las casas de aquel país no permitía ahogar sus aullidos de loba.