Dante, after ten minutes in that atmosphere, would have lost all interest in the show.
He would not have asked questions.

He would have whispered to Virgil: "Get me out of this, old man, there's a good fellow!" Sometimes I wish I were an American Woman.
The carriage was crowded, chiefly with Germans.

Every window was closed, every ventilator shut.

The hot air quivered round our feet.

Seventeen men and four women were smoking, two children were sucking peppermints, and an old married couple were eating their lunch, consisting chiefly of garlic.