" What a queer smell! It's like burned feathers, " observed Amy, smoothing her own pretty curls with a superior air.

“真是一股怪味儿！就像是鹅毛烧焦了，”艾米说时，高傲地理了理自己的漂亮鬈发。

" He's gone out, " Trimmle announced, with the superior air of one who has respectfully waited for the question that a well-ordered mind would have first propounded.

“他出去了，”特里姆尔宣布，带着一种恭敬地等待一个井井有条的头脑首先提出的问题的优越感。