Freaking Clara, I hated everything about her.

该死的克拉拉 我讨厌她的一切。

" Clara, " I said, " you are not frightened" !

“克拉拉，”我说，“你没有害怕”！

You said you needed some advice. Clara: I certainly do.

你说你需要一些建议。 克拉拉：我当然知道。

'I'm feeling much better today, ' she said to her mother, Clara. 'I think I'll get up.'

“我今天感觉好多了，”她对母亲克拉拉说。 “我想我会起床。”

" Well, for my part, " said Clara, " I wish we were interesting enough to be written or painted about" .

“好吧，就我而言，”克拉拉说，“我希望我们足够有趣，可以写下来或画出来”。

Clara, I remember, uttered a broken sigh and would have fallen forward to earth, had not Northmour and I supported her insensible body.

我记得克拉拉断断续续地叹了口气， 要不是我和诺斯莫扶着她失去知觉的身体， 她早就倒在地上了。

As for Dick, he looked at her admiringly a while, and then said at last: " Well, Clara, I do wish we were there! But, hilloa! we are getting back way" .

至于迪克，他钦佩地看了她一会儿，最后说：“好吧，克拉拉，我真希望我们在那儿！但是，嗨！我们正在往回走。”