I asked my cousin if she thought it could be a dream (я спросил мою кузину, не думает ли она, что это сон), and she replied that she was just about to ask me the same question (она ответила, что как раз собиралась задать мне тот же вопрос); and then we both wondered if we were both asleep (потом мы оба задались вопросом, уж не спим ли мы), and if so, who was the real one that was dreaming (и если так, кто же действительно видит сон), and who was the one that was only a dream (а кто — только сон); it got quite interesting (это стало довольно занимательно).

I still went on pulling, however, and still no lock came in sight (я по-прежнему продолжал грести, и все же никакой шлюз не появлялся), and the river grew more and more gloomy and mysterious under the gathering shadows of night (а река становилась все более мрачной и таинственной под сгущающимися тенями ночи; to grow; to gather — собирать/ся/, скапливать/ся/), and things seemed to be getting weird and uncanny (и предметы, казалось, становились причудливыми и загадочными; weird — потусторонний, сверхъестественный; непонятный, причудливый). I thought of hobgoblins and banshees, and will-o'-the-wisps (я подумал о леших, и о привидениях, и о блуждающих огоньках; hobgoblin — домовой; чертенок; леший; дух-проказник; banshee — привидение-плакальщица, дух, стоны которого предвещают смерть), and those wicked girls who sit up all night on rocks (и о тех злых/гибельных девушках, которые сидят всю ночь на скалах), and lure people into whirl-pools and things (и заманивают людей в водовороты, и тому подобном); and I wished I had been a better man, and knew more hymns (я жалел, что не вел себя лучше: «хотел бы, чтобы я был более хорошим», и знал больше псалмов = молитв); and in the middle of these reflections I heard the blessed strains of "He's got `em on (посреди этих размышлений я услышал благословенные звуки /песни/ «Он их надел»; strain — тон /речи/; напев, мелодия; стихи)," played, badly, on a concertina, and knew that we were saved (исполняемой на гармонике, и я знал, что мы спасены; concertina — концертина /гармоника шестиугольной формы/).

weird [wd] banshee [baen'i:]

I asked my cousin if she thought it could be a dream, and she replied that she was just about to ask me the same question; and then we both wondered if we were both asleep, and if so, who was the real one that was dreaming, and who was the one that was only a dream; it got quite interesting.

I still went on pulling, however, and still no lock came in sight, and the river grew more and more gloomy and mysterious under the gathering shadows of night, and things seemed to be getting weird and uncanny. I thought of hobgoblins and banshees, and will-o'-the-wisps, and those wicked girls who sit up all night on rocks, and lure people into whirl-pools and things; and I wished I had been a better man, and knew more hymns; and in the middle of these reflections I heard the blessed strains of "He's got `em on," played, badly, on a concertina, and knew that we were saved.