“是啊，可是克莱尔，”母亲不耐烦地叫唤，一边儿拉住他的衣襟搡他，“她们只当在那儿哼的是克莱伦斯，谁知竟是你！”

• "Yes, but Clare, "Mother impatiently cried, seizing his coat lapels and trying to shake him, "they thought it was Clarence making those noises and all the time it was you."