And the twenty yelled with their faces turned up, obstinately gazing at the shaft like imbeciles, that shifting hole which was belching out a flood and from which no help could henceforth come to them.
Et les vingt hurlaient, la face en l'air, les vingt s'entetaient, imbéciles, a regarder le puits, ce trou éboulé qui crachait un fleuve, et d'ou ne pouvait plus leur venir aucun secours.