希望英语达人翻译My l4-year-old son, John, and I spotted the coat sim

希望英语达人翻译My l4-year-old son, John, and I spotted the coat simultaneously. It was hanging on a rack挂物架 at a secondhand clothing store in Northampton Mass, crammed in with shoddy trench劣质的 coats and an assortment of sad难看的杂色, woolen overcoats羊毛大衣 -- a rose among thorns棘.While the other coats drooped, this one looked as if it were holding itself up. The thick, black wool of the double-breasted chesterfield胸部区域 was soft and unworn, as though it had been preserved in mothballs 樟脑丸for years in dead old Uncle Henry's steamer trunk大箱子. The coat had a black velvet天鹅绒 collar衣领, beautiful tailoring缝纹, a Fifth Avenue label第五大道标签 and an unbelievable price of $28. We looked at each other, saying nothing, but John's eyes gleamed. Dark, woolen topcoats外套 were popular just then with teenage boys, but could cost several hundred dollars new. This coat was even better, bearing that touch of classic经典 elegance尊贵 from a bygone era过去的时代. John slid his arms down into the heavy satin lining衬里 of the sleeves袖子 and buttoned the coat. He turned from side to side, eyeing himself in the mirror镜子 with a serious庄重, studied深思熟虑 expression表达 that soon changed into a smile. The fit was perfect..