The woman looked at it and then at her—at her intense little face and draggled, once fine clothes.

女人看着它，然后看着她——看着她紧张小脸和拉，曾经漂亮衣服。

Miss Lavish knew, somehow, and had printed the past in draggled prose, for Cecil to read and for George to hear.

不知何故，拉维什小姐知道了，并且用拉散文印了过去，塞西尔读，听。

Under the portico, with its grey, sun-bleached pillars, loitered a troop of draggled bareheaded girls, waiting for the auction to be over.

门廊下灰色柱子被太阳晒得漂白了，一群邋遢着头女孩闲逛着，等待拍卖会结束。

She looked after the little draggled far-away figure and felt more disturbed in her usually comfortable mind than she had felt for many a day.

她望着远方那个着小身影，一向舒适头脑感到不安，这是她多日以来从未有过感觉。

The absurd old feathers on her forlorn hat were more draggled and absurd than ever, and her downtrodden shoes were so wet that they could not hold any more water.

她破旧帽子上荒谬旧羽毛比以往任何时候都更加拉和荒谬，她那双被践踏鞋子湿透了，无法再容纳更多水。

It was dreadful, but she would have done it if the flock of draggle–tailed sparrows on the hedge had been human beings, for she was very far gone indeed, and quite regardless of everything but her own happiness.

真是太不像话了，可是即使那一群栖息在树篱上尾巴麻雀是人话，她也会这么做，因为她已深深地陶醉了，除了自己幸福，完全顾不上其他事情了。

I tried to keep my hand steady while I did so, but his look at me as he leaned back in his chair with the long draggled end of his neckerchief between his teeth—evidently forgotten—made my hand very difficult to master.

我这样做时试图保持手稳定，但当他向后靠在椅子上、咬着他围巾拉拉一端时，他看着我——显然已经忘记了——我手很难掌握。