The man in the frock coat was opening a newspaper.

穿大衣男人正在打开一份报纸。

Behind a cravat, frock coat to the heels Moustache, squeaky voice—and heavy glance.

在带后面，从大衣到脚后跟 小胡子，吱吱作响声音和沉重目光。

He can seem remote, the frock coat, the velvet collar, the fish tail beard, the bow tie.

大衣、天鹅、尾胡须、结，他看起来很遥远。

They were six lawyers in frock coats and top hats who endured the violentNovember sun with stiff stoicism.

他们是六名律师，身穿大衣，头戴帽，以坚忍态度忍受着 11 月烈日。

He might wear a frock coat, the long dress coat that is traditional for Victorian gentlemen.

他可能会穿一件外套，这是维多利亚时代绅士传统外套。

He was there, too, with a heavy moustache, very stiff in a frock coat and a white starched collar.

他也在那儿，留着浓密小胡子，穿着大衣和浆硬白色子，非常僵硬。

I remember the bright-red tobacco tin, with a picture of Queen Victoria's consort, Prince Albert, dressed in a black frock coat and carrying a cane.

我还记得那鲜红烟丝盒，上面有一张维多利亚女王丈夫阿尔伯特亲王照片，他身穿黑色，手中拿着一根手杖。

The man was strolling rather aimlessly; and though the time and the place would have allowed an unconventional style of dress, he was vested in the ordinary frock coat, black tie, and silk hat of civilization.

那人漫无目地闲逛。尽管时间和地点允许非传统着装风格，他还是穿着普通大衣、黑色带和文明丝质帽子。

He slept deep and awoke to a slow mournful march passing his window. It was a long column of men in uniform, wearing the familiar helmet of 1914, thick men in frock coats and silk hats, burghers, aristocrats, plain men.

他睡得很沉，醒来时听到窗外传来一阵缓慢而悲伤行军声。这是一列穿着制人，戴着熟悉 1914 年头盔，身着、头戴丝质帽子粗壮男人、市民、贵族、普通人。