警備員たちは１時間ごとに輪番で見回った。
a confused puddingheaded, muddleheaded fellow- Isaac Sterne
Ken's talks always appeal to us.
The mist was so dense that I could not see even an inch ahead.
The guards rotated in making their rounds every hour.
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