Sometimes I think I am in Northumberland, and that the noises I hear round me are the bubbling of a little brook which runs through Deepden, near our house;--then, when it comes to my turn to reply, I have to be awakened; and having heard nothing of what was read for listening to the visionary brook, I have no answer ready."
Se me figura, a lo mejor, que estoy en Northumberland y que los ruidos que oigo son el rumor de un arroyuelo que corre próximo a nuestra casa. Cuando me doy cuenta de dónde estoy de veras, como no he oído nada, no sé qué contestar a lo que me preguntan.