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"This, then, is your millennium," I said, as I turned on him in anger. "This dull, dead thing, with the work and the burden gone out of life, and with them all the joy and the sweetness of it. For the old struggle—mere stagnation; and in place of danger and death, the dull monotony of security and the horror of an unending decay! Give me back," I cried, "the old life of danger and stress, with its hard toil and its bitter changes, and its heartbreaks. Give me no rest," I cried aloud—
“原来，这就是你们的千年盛世，”我愤怒地对他说，“这个毫无趣味、没有生气的世界，生活中没有了工作和与之有关的负担，同时也就没有了所有的快乐和甜蜜。原来的奋斗，现在变成了停滞；以前的危险和死亡，现在换来了单调的所谓安全和可怕的永远不停的衰败！把你们破坏的东西还给我，”我叫喊道，“过去那充满危险和压力的生活，包括那艰苦的劳动，令人难受的变化，和随之而来的各种痛苦。我不要什么平静！”我大声叫嚷着。
"Yes, but give a rest to the rest of the corridor!" cried an angered voice.
“行，但是你也让走廊里其他人清静一会儿吧！”一个愤怒的声音大叫道。
Suddenly my sleep had gone.
这时我突然醒了。
I was back again in the room of my hotel.
我发现自己回到了旅馆的房间里。
