So he walked on to the river, which was deep and broad, and threw the sack containing the old drover into the water, believing it to be Little Claus. 他走向那条又宽又深的河边,把那个装着赶牲口的老人的袋子扔到水里。
Sarah Ashley: Mr drover, there's only one tent. 萨拉:先生,这里只有一个帐篷。
She got in her car and drover off. 她钻进汽车,开走了。
On her once familiar street, as in any unused channel, an unfamiliar queerness had silted up; a cat wove itself in and out of railings, but no human eye watched Mrs Drover's return. 走在一度熟悉的大街上,就像在一条没有人走过的道路上一样,她心里充满了从未有过的新奇。一只猫在栏杆那儿绕来绕去,但是没有人留意特罗弗太太回来。