It was visiting time when Wemmick took me in, and a potman was going his rounds with beer; and the prisoners, behind bars in yards, were buying beer, and talking to friends; and a frowzy, ugly, disorderly, depressing scene it was.

那是温米克带的时候，一个锅匠拿着去转转去：囚犯们在院子里的监狱里，和朋友交谈：和皱眉， 丑陋， 无序， 令人沮丧的场景， 它是。