Trollope is sometimes considered a niche author for greying Anglophiles.

特罗洛有时被认为是一位专为亲英老年人士写的小众作家。

Trollope, we know, wronged himself by the tone and manner of his reminiscences; but that tone and manner indicated an inferiority of mind, of nature.

我们知道，特罗洛在回忆时的语方式让自己感到委屈。但是那种语举止表明了思想自然的自卑。

A big, blusterous, genial brute of a Trollope could very fairly hold his own, and exact at all events an acceptable share in the profits of his work.

一个高大、狂暴、蔼可亲的特罗洛人可以非常公平地拥有自己的财产，并且在任何情况下都可以从他的工作利润中获得可接受的份额。

Trollope himself tells how he surprised the editor of a periodical, who wanted a serial from him, by asking how many thousand words it should run to; an anecdote savouring indeed of good old days.

特罗洛自己讲述了他是如何让一个期刊的编辑感到惊讶的，他想从他那里得到一个连载，问他应该写多少万字；一则轶事确实让人回想起过去的美好时光。

Dickens — though he died in the endeavour to increase (not for himself) an already ample fortune, disastrous influence of his time and class — wrought with an artistic ingenuousness and fervour such as Trollope could not even conceive.

狄更斯——尽管他死于增加（不是为他自己）本已丰厚的财富，他的时代阶级的灾难性影响——以特罗洛甚至无法想象的艺术天真热情创作。