From the depths of my being an uprush of joy, like a waterspout, sprang high to storm the skies.

内心深处涌一股喜悦， 就像龙卷风一样， 高高地冲向天空。

She had an idea that he would welcome an uprush of emotion which would liberate him from his nightmare of resentment, but that, in his pathetic folly, he would fight when it came with all his might against it.

有一个想法， 他会欢迎情绪激增， 这将使他怨恨噩梦中解，但是，在他可悲愚蠢中， 他会竭尽全力抵抗它。