His boast was no idle word.

他的夸口可不是闲话。

He thought again of those idle words—hitherto quite forgotten—about the first kiss of a girl, and the theory seemed more than reasonable.

他又想起了那些至今已被遗忘的关于女孩初吻的闲话， 这个理论似乎很有道理。

And as to people saying a few idle words about us, we must not mind that, any more than the old church-steeple minds the rooks cawing about it.

至于别人说我们几句闲话，我们绝不能介意，就像古老的教堂尖塔介意乌鸦的叫声一样。