He saw in his mind a picture of the Searle who walked round the farm with him; his hatless blond hair blown into untidy ends by the wind, his hands pushed deep into very English flannels.

他在脑海中看到了和他一起在农场散步的西尔的照片； 他没戴帽子的金发被风吹成凌乱的发梢， 他的手深深地塞进非常英式的法兰绒衣服里。