Neither the captain nor the workers were dead, but they were covered by awful wounds which gave out an odour of grilled flesh; they had drunk of fire, the burns had got into their throats, and they constantly moaned and prayed to be finished off.
Ni le porion ni les ouvriers n'étaient morts, mais des plaies affreuses les couvraient, exhalaient une odeur de chair grillée; ils avaient bu le feu, les brulures descendaient jusque dans leur gorge; et ils poussaient un hurlement continu, suppliant qu'on les achevât.