He had an old battered-up slouch hat on, and a greasy blue woollen shirt, and ragged old blue jeans britches stuffed into his boot-tops, and home-knit galluses -- no, he only had one.
声音听来,他们是往小河浜来的,不过我们没有看到他们。仿佛他们在那里停了下来,转了一儿。在这个时间里,我们愈走愈远,后来就根本听不见他们的声音了。