She had a grey silk sunshade over her head—how could he ever have imagined her with a pink one?

她头上顶着一顶灰色丝绸遮阳伞——他怎么能想象她戴着粉红色的遮阳伞呢？

' Camilla Traynor entered briskly, her handbag tucked under her arm, dressed in a grey silk shirt and navy trousers.

卡米拉·特雷诺 (Camilla Traynor) 轻快地走进来， 她的手提包夹在胳膊下，身着灰色丝绸衬衫和海军蓝裤子。

In the front of the crowd a strong-looking, middle-aged man, dressed very well, very snugly in a grey overcoat, grey silk scarf, thick gloves and dark felt hat, marched up and down, twirling his folded umbrella.

人群最前面，一个穿着得体、穿着得体、穿着得体的壮硕中年男子，灰色大衣、灰色丝巾、厚手套，戴着深色毡帽，一边打着折伞，一边走来走去。

He got up, and felt suddenly confused. H'm. What had happened now? Nothing, only that he had been sitting down a bit. Now there is something standing there before him, a Being, a spirit; grey silk—no, it was nothing.

他起身，突然感到困惑。嗯。现在发生了什么事？没什么，只是他坐了一会儿。现在有什么东西站在他面前，一个存在，一个精神；灰色丝绸——不，没什么。