We escaped collision with a clergyman, black-straw, hatted, white-bearded, pedalling quietly down the wrong side of the high street, crossed Carfax, passed the station, and were soon in open country on the Botley Road.

我们逃脱了与一位牧师的碰撞，他是个黑草人，戴着帽子，留着白胡子，悄悄地踩着踏板从大街的错误一侧驶下，穿过卡尔法克斯，经过车站，很快就进入了波特利路的空旷地带。