'Kla-how-ya, ' nodded the klootchman as she dipped her paddle-blade in exquisite silence.

“Kla-how-ya，”klootchman 在精致的静默中蘸着她的桨叶时点了点头。

The rising tide was unbeaching the canoe, and as Maarda stepped in and the klootchman slipped astern, it drifted afloat.

上涨的潮水使独木舟脱离海滩， 当玛尔达走进来， 克鲁奇曼向船尾滑去时， 独木舟漂浮在水面上。

The klootchman lifted her arms from her paddle as she concluded; her eyes left the irregular outline of the violet mountains.

klootchman 在结束时从她的船桨上抬起了双臂； 她的目光离开了紫色山脉不规则的轮廓。

Dear old klootchman! I knew by the dusk in her eyes that she was back in her Land of Legends, and that soon I would be the richer in my hoard of Indian lore.

亲爱的老克鲁奇曼！从她眼中的黄昏，我知道她回到了她的传奇之地，很快我就会在我的印第安传说宝库中变得更加丰富。

As she beached, I greeted her with extended eager hands to assist her ashore, for the klootchman is getting to be an old woman; albeit she paddles against tidewater like a boy in his teens.

当她靠岸时，我伸出热切的双手迎接她，帮助她上岸，因为那个乞丐快成老太婆了；尽管她像十几岁的男孩一样在潮水中划桨。