ld waters, sailing in the last voyage of our civilization! Whither, O weird wheeled ship, your slow course steering. Quiet and complacent, Clifford sat at the wheel of adventure: in his old black hat and tweed jacket, motionless and cautious. O Captain, my Captain, our splendid trip is done! Not yet though! Downhill, in the wake, came Constance in her grey dress, watching the chair jolt downwards.

轮椅开始缓缓下行，颠簸在美丽开阔的马道上，摇摆在漫山遍野的蓝色风信子间。噢，横越风信子浅滩的末班船！噢，汹涌波涛上，有轻舟一叶，扬帆出海，做最后的远航，探寻我们的文明！噢，奇异的轮之船，你缓慢的航程通往何方？克利福德志得意满，从容地掌握着探险的航向，头戴破旧黑帽，身穿花呢上衣，坐在那里，动也不动，倍加小心。噢，船长，噢，我的船长，我们壮丽的航程将要收尾！虽然尚未告终！康斯坦斯身穿灰色裙装，沿着轮痕走下山坡，目睹着轮椅颠簸而下。

They passed the narrow track to the hut. Thank heaven it was not wide enough for the chair: hardly wide enough for one person. The chair reached the bottom of the slope, and swerved round, to disappear. And Connie heard a low whistle behind her. She glanced sharply round: the keeper was striding downhill towards her, his dog keeping behind him.

两人路过通往林间小屋的窄径。谢天谢地，小径实在太窄，容不得轮椅通行，就