" But it will be a bad business if the old gentleman turns them out of the farm next Michaelmas, eh" ? said Mrs. Irwine.

“但是如果老先生在下一个米迦勒节把他们赶出农场，那将是一件糟糕的事情，嗯”？欧文夫人说。

They were the mummied heathbells of the past summer, originally tender and purple, now washed colourless by Michaelmas rains, and dried to dead skins by October suns.

它们是干瘪皱缩的石南花，夏天里它们本来花瓣娇嫩，一片淡紫色，现在让米迦勒节的秋雨洗去了颜色，又让十月的艳阳晒成了干皮。

I began to be afraid you would never come back again. People did say you meant to quit the place entirely at Michaelmas; but, however, I hope it is not true.

“我开头还担心你一去不回。人们都说，你打算一到米迦勒节，就把房子退租，我但愿不会如此。