الترقّب

• His fingers and cuffs were still ruddy ith gore, and as he watched... in horror... the speckles of blood seemed to multiply before his eyes... like maggots on a fetid corpse.
  أصابعه وكفّيه ما زال الدم يزيّنهم ،وبينما يملؤه الترقّب بدت لطخات الدم تتضاعف ...أمام عينيه