Do what he would, and love me though he did, the light left his face ever and again, and a film came over the placid look at the white ceiling.

做他想做的事，尽管他做了，但还是爱我，光一次又一次地离开了他的脸，一部电影从平静的白色天花板上射了下来。

The utterance was voluble, too voluble even to be quite distinct; a stream of words, rising and falling, with ever and again a phrase thrown out by itself, as if the speaker reckoned on its virtue.

这话滔滔不绝，滔滔不绝，甚至听不清。一连串的单词，起伏不定，一个词组不断地自己吐出来，就好像说话者在指望它的优点一样。