【有声英语文学名著】蝇王(5)
时间:2018-12-31 作者:英语课 分类:有声英语文学名著
英语课
CHAPTER FIVE
Beast from Water
The tide was coming in and there was only a narrow strip of firm beach between the water and the white, stumbling stuff near the palm terrace. Ralph chose the firm strip as a path because he needed to think; and only here could he allow his feet to move without having to watch them. Suddenly, pacing by the water, he was overcome with astonishment 1. He found himself understanding the wearisomeness of this life, where every path was an improvisation 2 and a considerable part of one’s waking life was spent watching one’s feet. He stopped, facing the strip; and remembering that first enthusiastic exploration as though it were part of a brighter childhood, he smiled jeeringly 3. He turned then and walked back towards the platform with the sun in his face. The time had come for the assembly and as he walked into the concealing 4 splendours of the sunlight he went carefully over the points of his speech. There must be no mistake about this assembly, no chasing imaginary….
He lost himself in a maze 5 of thoughts that were rendered vague by his lack of words to express them. Frowning, he tried again.
This meeting must not be fun, but business.
At that he walked faster, aware all at once of urgency and the declining sun and a little wind created by his speed that breathed about his face. This wind pressed his grey shirt against his chest so that he noticed—in this new mood of comprehension—how the folds were stiff like cardboard, and unpleasant; noticed too how the frayed 6 edges of his shorts were making an uncomfortable, pink area on the front of his thighs 7. With a convulsion of the mind, Ralph discovered dirt and decay; understood how much he disliked perpetually flicking 8 the tangled 10 hair out of his eyes, and at last, when the sun was gone, rolling noisily to rest among dry leaves. At that, he began to trot 11.
The beach near the bathing-pool was dotted with groups of boys waiting for the assembly. They made way for him silently, conscious of his grim mood and the fault at the fire.
The place of assembly in which he stood was roughly a triangle; but irregular and sketchy 12, like everything they made. First there was the log on which he himself sat; a dead tree that must have been quite exceptionally big for the platform. Perhaps one of those legendary 13 storms of the Pacific had shifted it here. This palm trunk lay parallel to the beach, so that when Ralph sat he faced the island but to the boys was a darkish figure against the shimmer 14 of the lagoon 15. The two sides of the triangle of which the log was base were less evenly defined. On the right was a log polished by restless seats along the top, but not so large as the chief’s and not so comfortable. On the left were four small logs, one of them—the furthest—lamentably springy. Assembly after assembly had broken up in laughter when someone had leaned too far back and the log had whipped and thrown half a dozen boys backwards 16 into the grass. Yet now, he saw, no one had had the wit—not himself nor Jack 17, nor Piggy—to bring a stone and wedge the thing. So they would continue enduring the ill-balanced twister, because, because…. Again he lost himself in deep waters.
Grass was worn away in front of each trunk but grew tall and untrodden in the centre of the triangle. Then, at the apex 18, the grass was thick again because no one sat there. All round the place of assembly the grey trunks rose, straight or leaning, and supported the low roof of leaves. On two sides was the beach; behind, the lagoon; in front, the darkness of the island.
Ralph turned to the chief’s seat. They had never had an assembly as late before. That was why the place looked so different. Normally the underside of the green roof was lit by a tangle 9 of golden reflections, and their faces were lit upside down, like—thought Ralph, when you hold an electric torch in your hands. But now the sun was slanting 19 in at one side, so that the shadows were where they ought to be.
Again he fell into that strange mood of speculation 20 that was so foreign to him. If faces were different when lit from above or below—what was a face? What was anything?
Ralph moved impatiently. The trouble was, if you were a chief you had to think, you had to be wise. And then the occasion slipped by so that you had to grab at a decision. This made you think; because thought was a valuable thing, that got results….
Only, decided 21 Ralph as he faced the chief’s seat, I can’t think. Not like Piggy.
Once more that evening Ralph had to adjust his values. Piggy could think. He could go step by step inside that fat head of his, only Piggy was no chief. But Piggy, for all his ludicrous body, had brains. Ralph was a specialist in thought now, and could recognize thought in another.
The sun in his eyes reminded him how time was passing, so he took the conch down from the tree and examined the surface. Exposure to the air had bleached 22 the yellow and pink to near-white, and transparency. Ralph felt a kind of affectionate reverence 23 for the conch, even though he had fished the thing out of the lagoon himself. He faced the place of assembly and put the conch to his lips.
The others were waiting for this and came straight away. Those who were aware that a ship had passed the island while the fire was out were subdued 24 by the thought of Ralph’s anger; while those, including the littluns who did not know, were impressed by the general air of solemnity. The place of assembly filled quickly; Jack, Simon, Maurice, most of the hunters, on Ralph’s right; the rest on the left, under the sun. Piggy came and stood outside the triangle. This indicated that he wished to listen, but would not speak; and Piggy intended it as a gesture of disapproval 25.
“The thing is: we need an assembly.”
No one said anything but the faces turned to Ralph were intent. He flourished the conch. He had learnt as a practical business that fundamental statements like this had to be said at least twice, before everyone understood them. One had to sit, attracting all eyes to the conch, and drop words like heavy round stones among the little groups that crouched 26 or squatted 27. He was searching his mind for simple words so that even the littluns would understand what the assembly was about. Later perhaps, practised debaters—Jack, Maurice, Piggy—would use their whole art to twist the meeting: but now at the beginning the subject of the debate must be laid out clearly.
“We need an assembly. Not for fun. Not for laughing and falling off the log”—the group of littluns on the twister giggled 28 and looked at each other— “not for making jokes, or for”—he lifted the conch in an effort to find the compelling word—“for cleverness. Not for these things. But to put things straight.”
He paused for a moment.
“I’ve been along. By myself I went, thinking what’s what. I know what we need. An assembly to put things straight. And first of all, I’m speaking.”
He paused for a moment and automatically pushed back his hair. Piggy tiptoed to the triangle, his ineffectual protest made, and joined the others.
Ralph went on.
“We have lots of assemblies. Everybody enjoys speaking and being together. We decide things. But they don’t get done. We were going to have water brought from the stream and left in those coco-nut shells under fresh leaves. So it was, for a few days. Now there’s no water. The shells are dry. People drink from the river.”
There was a murmur 29 of assent 30.
“Not that there’s anything wrong with drinking from the river. I mean I’d sooner have water from that place—you know—the pool where the waterfall is—than out of an old coco-nut shell. Only we said we’d have the water brought. And now not. There were only two full shells there this afternoon.”
He licked his lips.
“Then there’s huts. Shelters.”
The murmur swelled 31 again and died away.
“You mostly sleep in shelters. To-night, except for Samneric up by the fire, you’ll all sleep there. Who built the shelters?”
Clamour rose at once. Everyone had built the shelters. Ralph had to wave the conch once more.
“Wait a minute! I mean, who built all three? We all built the first one, four of us the second one, and me ’n Simon built the last one over there. That’s why it’s so tottery 32. No. Don’t laugh. That shelter might fall down if the rain comes back. We’ll need those shelters then.”
He paused and cleared his throat.
“There’s another thing. We chose those rocks right along beyond the bathing-pool as a lavatory 33. That was sensible too. The tide cleans the place up. You littluns know about that.”
There were sniggers here and there and swift glances.
“Now people seem to use anywhere. Even near the shelters and the platform. You littluns, when you’re getting fruit; if you’re taken short——”
The assembly roared.
“I said if you’re taken short you keep away from the fruit. That’s dirty.”
Laughter rose again.
“I said that’s dirty!”
He plucked at his stiff, grey shirt.
“That’s really dirty. If you’re taken short you go right along the beach to the rocks. See?”
Piggy held out his hands for the conch but Ralph shook his head. This speech was planned, point by point.
“We’ve all got to use the rocks again. This place is getting dirty.” He paused. The assembly, sensing a crisis, was tensely expectant. “And then: about the fire.”
Ralph let out his spare breath with a little gasp 34 that was echoed by his audience. Jack started to chip a piece of wood with his knife and whispered something to Robert, who looked away.
“The fire is the most important thing on the island. How can we ever be rescued except by luck, if we don’t keep a fire going? Is a fire too much for us to make?”
He flung out an arm.
“Look at us! How many are we? And yet we can’t keep a fire going to make smoke. Don’t you understand? Can’t you see we ought to—ought to die before we let the fire out?”
There was a self-conscious giggling 35 among the hunters. Ralph turned on them passionately 36.
“You hunters! You can laugh! But I tell you the smoke is more important than the pig, however often you kill one. Do all of you see?” He spread his arms wide and turned to the whole triangle.
“We’ve got to make smoke up there—or die.”
He paused, feeling for his next point.
“And another thing.”
Someone called out.
“Too many things.”
There came mutters of agreement. Ralph overrode 37 them.
“And another thing. We nearly set the whole island on fire. And we waste time, rolling rocks, and making little cooking fires. Now I say this and make it a rule, because I’m chief. We won’t have a fire anywhere but on the mountain. Ever.”
There was a row immediately. Boys stood up and shouted and Ralph shouted back.
“Because if you want a fire to cook fish or crab 38, you can jolly well go up the mountain. That way we’ll be certain.”
Hands were reaching for the conch in the light of the setting sun. He held on and leapt on the trunk.
“All this I meant to say. Now I’ve said it. You voted me for chief. Now you do what I say.”
They quietened, slowly, and at last were seated again. Ralph dropped down and spoke 39 in his ordinary voice.
“So remember. The rocks for a lavatory. Keep the fire going and smoke showing as a signal. Don’t take fire from the mountain. Take your food up there.”
Jack stood up, scowling 40 in the gloom, and held out his hands.
“I haven’t finished yet.”
“But you’ve talked and talked!”
“I’ve got the conch.”
Jack sat down, grumbling 41.
“Then the last thing. This is what people can talk about.”
He waited till the platform was very still.
“Things are breaking up. I don’t understand why. We began well; we were happy. And then——”
He moved the conch gently, looking beyond them at nothing, remembering the beastie, the snake, the fire, the talk of fear.
“Then people started getting frightened.”
A murmur, almost a moan, rose and passed away. Jack had stopped whittling 42. Ralph went on, abruptly 43.
“But that’s littluns’ talk. We’ll get that straight. So the last part, the bit we can all talk about, is kind of deciding on the fear.”
The hair was creeping into his eyes again.
“We’ve got to talk about this fear and decide there’s nothing in it. I’m frightened myself, sometimes; only that’s nonsense! Like bogies. Then, when we’ve decided, we can start again and be careful about things like the fire.” A picture of three boys walking along the bright beach flitted through his mind. “And be happy.”
Ceremonially, Ralph laid the conch on the trunk beside him as a sign that the speech was over. What sunlight reached them was level.
Jack stood up and took the conch.
“So this is a meeting to find out what’s what. I’ll tell you what’s what. You littluns started all this, with the fear talk. Beasts! Where from? Of course we’re frightened sometimes but we put up with being frightened. Only Ralph says you scream in the night. What does that mean but nightmares? Anyway, you don’t hunt or build or help—you’re a lot of cry-babies and sissies. That’s what. And as for the fear—you’ll have to put up with that like the rest of us.”
Ralph looked at Jack open-mouthed, but Jack took no notice.
“The thing is—fear can’t hurt you any more than a dream. There aren’t any beasts to be afraid of on this island.” He looked along the row of whispering littluns. “Serve you right if something did get you, you useless lot of cry-babies! But there is no animal——”
Ralph interrupted him testily 44.
“What is all this? Who said anything about an animal?”
“You did, the other day. You said they dream and cry out. Now they talk—not only the littluns, but my hunters sometimes—talk of a thing, a dark thing, a beast, some sort of animal. I’ve heard. You thought not, didn’t you? Now listen. You don’t get big animals on small islands. Only pigs. You only get lions and tigers in big countries like Africa and India——”
“And the Zoo——”
“I’ve got the conch. I’m not talking about the fear. I’m talking about the beast. Be frightened if you like. But as for the beast——”
Jack paused, cradling the conch, and turned to his hunters with their dirty black caps.
“Am I a hunter or am I not?”
They nodded, simply. He was a hunter all right. No one doubted that.
“Well then—I’ve been all over this island. By myself. If there were a beast I’d have seen it. Be frightened because you’re like that—but there is no beast in the forest.”
Jack handed back the conch and sat down. The whole assembly applauded him with relief. Then Piggy held out his hand.
“I don’t agree with all Jack said, but with some. ’Course there isn’t a beast in the forest. How could there be? What would a beast eat?”
“Pig.”
“We eat pig.”
“Piggy!”
“I got the conch!” said Piggy indignantly. “Ralph—they ought to shut up, oughtn’t they? You shut up, you littluns! What I mean is that I don’t agree about this here fear. Of course there isn’t nothing to be afraid of in the forest. Why—I been there myself! You’ll be talking about ghosts and such things next. We know what goes on and if there’s something wrong, there’s someone to put it right.”
He took off his glasses and blinked at them. The sun had gone as if the light had been turned off.
He proceeded to explain.
“If you get a pain in your stomach, whether it’s a little one or a big one——”
“Yours is a big one.”
“When you done laughing perhaps we can get on with the meeting. And if them littluns climb back on the twister again they’ll only fall off in a sec. So they might as well sit on the ground and listen. No. You have doctors for everything, even the inside of your mind. You don’t really mean that we got to be frightened all the time of nothing? Life,” said Piggy expansively, “is scientific, that’s what it is. In a year or two when the war’s over they’ll be travelling to Mars and back. I know there isn’t no beast—not with claws and all that, I mean—but I know there isn’t no fear, either.”
Piggy paused.
“Unless——”
Ralph moved restlessly.
“Unless what?”
“Unless we get frightened of people.”
A sound, half-laugh, half-jeer, rose among the seated boys. Piggy ducked his head and went on hastily.
“So let’s hear from that littlun who talked about a beast and perhaps we can show him how silly he is.”
The littluns began to jabber 45 among themselves, then one stood forward.
“What’s your name?”
“Phil.”
For a littlun he was self-confident, holding out his hands, cradling the conch as Ralph did, looking round at them to collect their attention before he spoke.
“Last night I had a dream, a horrid 46 dream, fighting with things. I was outside the shelter by myself, fighting with things, those twisty things in the trees.”
He paused, and the other littluns laughed in horrified 47 sympathy.
“Then I was frightened and I woke up. And I was outside the shelter by myself in the dark and the twisty things had gone away.”
The vivid horror of this, so possible and so nakedly terrifying, held them all silent. The child’s voice went piping on from behind the white conch.
“And I was frightened and started to call out for Ralph and then I saw something moving among the trees, something big and horrid.”
He paused, half-frightened by the recollection yet proud of the sensation he was creating.
“That was a nightmare,” said Ralph, “he was walking in his sleep.”
The assembly murmured in subdued agreement.
The littlun shook his head stubbornly.
“I was asleep when the twisty things were fighting and when they went away I was awake, and I saw something big and horrid moving in the trees.”
Ralph held out his hands for the conch and the littlun sat down.
“You were asleep. There wasn’t anyone there. How could anyone be wandering about in the forest at night? Was anyone? Did anyone go out?”
n.惊奇,惊异
- They heard him give a loud shout of astonishment.他们听见他惊奇地大叫一声。
- I was filled with astonishment at her strange action.我对她的奇怪举动不胜惊异。
n.即席演奏(或演唱);即兴创作
- a free-form jazz improvisation 自由创作的爵士乐即兴演出
- Most of their music was spontaneous improvisation. 他们的大部分音乐作品都是即兴创作的。
adv.嘲弄地
- But Twain, Howells, and James were jeeringly described by Mencken as "draft-dodgers". 不过吐温、豪威尔斯和詹姆斯都是被门肯讥诮地叫做“逃避兵役的人。” 来自辞典例句
v.隐藏,隐瞒,遮住( conceal的现在分词 )
- Despite his outward display of friendliness, I sensed he was concealing something. 尽管他表现得友善,我还是感觉到他有所隐瞒。 来自《简明英汉词典》
- SHE WAS BREAKING THE COMPACT, AND CONCEALING IT FROM HIM. 她违反了他们之间的约定,还把他蒙在鼓里。 来自英汉文学 - 三万元遗产
n.迷宫,八阵图,混乱,迷惑
- He found his way through the complex maze of corridors.他穿过了迷宮一样的走廊。
- She was lost in the maze for several hours.一连几小时,她的头脑处于一片糊涂状态。
adj.磨损的v.(使布、绳等)磨损,磨破( fray的过去式和过去分词 )
- His shirt was frayed. 他的衬衫穿破了。 来自《简明英汉词典》
- The argument frayed their nerves. 争辩使他们不快。 来自《现代英汉综合大词典》
n.股,大腿( thigh的名词复数 );食用的鸡(等的)腿
- He's gone to London for skin grafts on his thighs. 他去伦敦做大腿植皮手术了。 来自《简明英汉词典》
- The water came up to the fisherman's thighs. 水没到了渔夫的大腿。 来自《简明英汉词典》
(尤指用手指或手快速地)轻击( flick的现在分词 ); (用…)轻挥; (快速地)按开关; 向…笑了一下(或瞥了一眼等)
- He helped her up before flicking the reins. 他帮她上马,之后挥动了缰绳。
- There's something flicking around my toes. 有什么东西老在叮我的脚指头。
n.纠缠;缠结;混乱;v.(使)缠绕;变乱
- I shouldn't tangle with Peter.He is bigger than me.我不应该与彼特吵架。他的块头比我大。
- If I were you, I wouldn't tangle with them.我要是你,我就不跟他们争吵。
n.疾走,慢跑;n.老太婆;现成译本;(复数)trots:腹泻(与the 连用);v.小跑,快步走,赶紧
- They passed me at a trot.他们从我身边快步走过。
- The horse broke into a brisk trot.马突然快步小跑起来。
adj.写生的,写生风格的,概略的
- The material he supplied is too sketchy.他提供的材料过于简略。
- Details of what actually happened are still sketchy.对于已发生事实的详细情况知道的仍然有限。
adj.传奇(中)的,闻名遐迩的;n.传奇(文学)
- Legendary stories are passed down from parents to children.传奇故事是由父母传给孩子们的。
- Odysseus was a legendary Greek hero.奥狄修斯是传说中的希腊英雄。
v./n.发微光,发闪光;微光
- The room was dark,but there was a shimmer of moonlight at the window.屋子里很黑,但靠近窗户的地方有点微光。
- Nor is there anything more virginal than the shimmer of young foliage.没有什么比新叶的微光更纯洁无瑕了。
n.泻湖,咸水湖
- The lagoon was pullulated with tropical fish.那个咸水湖聚满了热带鱼。
- This area isolates a restricted lagoon environment.将这一地区隔离起来使形成一个封闭的泻湖环境。
adv.往回地,向原处,倒,相反,前后倒置地
- He turned on the light and began to pace backwards and forwards.他打开电灯并开始走来走去。
- All the girls fell over backwards to get the party ready.姑娘们迫不及待地为聚会做准备。
n.插座,千斤顶,男人;v.抬起,提醒,扛举;n.(Jake)杰克
- I am looking for the headphone jack.我正在找寻头戴式耳机插孔。
- He lifted the car with a jack to change the flat tyre.他用千斤顶把车顶起来换下瘪轮胎。
n.顶点,最高点
- He reached the apex of power in the early 1930s.他在三十年代初达到了权力的顶峰。
- His election to the presidency was the apex of his career.当选总统是他一生事业的顶峰。
倾斜的,歪斜的
- The rain is driving [slanting] in from the south. 南边潲雨。
- The line is slanting to the left. 这根线向左斜了。
n.思索,沉思;猜测;投机
- Her mind is occupied with speculation.她的头脑忙于思考。
- There is widespread speculation that he is going to resign.人们普遍推测他要辞职。
adj.决定了的,坚决的;明显的,明确的
- This gave them a decided advantage over their opponents.这使他们比对手具有明显的优势。
- There is a decided difference between British and Chinese way of greeting.英国人和中国人打招呼的方式有很明显的区别。
漂白的,晒白的,颜色变浅的
- His hair was bleached by the sun . 他的头发被太阳晒得发白。
- The sun has bleached her yellow skirt. 阳光把她的黄裙子晒得褪色了。
n.敬畏,尊敬,尊严;Reverence:对某些基督教神职人员的尊称;v.尊敬,敬畏,崇敬
- He was a bishop who was held in reverence by all.他是一位被大家都尊敬的主教。
- We reverence tradition but will not be fettered by it.我们尊重传统,但不被传统所束缚。
n.反对,不赞成
- The teacher made an outward show of disapproval.老师表面上表示不同意。
- They shouted their disapproval.他们喊叫表示反对。
v.屈膝,蹲伏( crouch的过去式和过去分词 )
- He crouched down beside her. 他在她的旁边蹲了下来。
- The lion crouched ready to pounce. 狮子蹲下身,准备猛扑。
v.像动物一样蹲下( squat的过去式和过去分词 );非法擅自占用(土地或房屋);为获得其所有权;而占用某片公共用地。
- He squatted down beside the footprints and examined them closely. 他蹲在脚印旁仔细地观察。 来自《简明英汉词典》
- He squatted in the grass discussing with someone. 他蹲在草地上与一个人谈话。 来自《简明英汉词典》
v.咯咯地笑( giggle的过去式和过去分词 )
- The girls giggled at the joke. 女孩子们让这笑话逗得咯咯笑。
- The children giggled hysterically. 孩子们歇斯底里地傻笑。 来自《简明英汉词典》
n.低语,低声的怨言;v.低语,低声而言
- They paid the extra taxes without a murmur.他们毫无怨言地交了附加税。
- There was a low murmur of conversation in the hall.大厅里有窃窃私语声。
v.批准,认可;n.批准,认可
- I cannot assent to what you ask.我不能应允你的要求。
- The new bill passed by Parliament has received Royal Assent.议会所通过的新方案已获国王批准。
增强( swell的过去式和过去分词 ); 肿胀; (使)凸出; 充满(激情)
- The infection swelled his hand. 由于感染,他的手肿了起来。
- After the heavy rain the river swelled. 大雨过后,河水猛涨。
n.盥洗室,厕所
- Is there any lavatory in this building?这座楼里有厕所吗?
- The use of the lavatory has been suspended during take-off.在飞机起飞期间,盥洗室暂停使用。
n.喘息,气喘;v.喘息;气吁吁他说
- She gave a gasp of surprise.她吃惊得大口喘气。
- The enemy are at their last gasp.敌人在做垂死的挣扎。
v.咯咯地笑( giggle的现在分词 )
- We just sat there giggling like naughty schoolchildren. 我们只是坐在那儿像调皮的小学生一样的咯咯地傻笑。 来自《简明英汉词典》
- I can't stand her giggling, she's so silly. 她吃吃地笑,叫我真受不了,那样子傻透了。 来自《现代英汉综合大词典》
ad.热烈地,激烈地
- She could hate as passionately as she could love. 她能恨得咬牙切齿,也能爱得一往情深。
- He was passionately addicted to pop music. 他酷爱流行音乐。
越控( override的过去式 ); (以权力)否决; 优先于; 比…更重要
- The chairman overrode the committee's objections and signed the agreement. 主席不顾委员会的反对,径行签署了协议。
- The Congress overrode the President's objection and passed the law. 国会不顾总统的反对,通过了那项法令。
n.螃蟹,偏航,脾气乖戾的人,酸苹果;vi.捕蟹,偏航,发牢骚;vt.使偏航,发脾气
- I can't remember when I last had crab.我不记得上次吃蟹是什么时候了。
- The skin on my face felt as hard as a crab's back.我脸上的皮仿佛僵硬了,就象螃蟹的壳似的。
n.(车轮的)辐条;轮辐;破坏某人的计划;阻挠某人的行动 v.讲,谈(speak的过去式);说;演说;从某种观点来说
- They sourced the spoke nuts from our company.他们的轮辐螺帽是从我们公司获得的。
- The spokes of a wheel are the bars that connect the outer ring to the centre.辐条是轮子上连接外圈与中心的条棒。
怒视,生气地皱眉( scowl的现在分词 )
- There she was, grey-suited, sweet-faced, demure, but scowling. 她就在那里,穿着灰色的衣服,漂亮的脸上显得严肃而忧郁。 来自英汉文学 - 嘉莉妹妹
- Scowling, Chueh-hui bit his lips. 他马上把眉毛竖起来。 来自汉英文学 - 家(1-26) - 家(1-26)
adj. 喃喃鸣不平的, 出怨言的
- She's always grumbling to me about how badly she's treated at work. 她总是向我抱怨她在工作中如何受亏待。
- We didn't hear any grumbling about the food. 我们没听到过对食物的抱怨。
v.切,削(木头),使逐渐变小( whittle的现在分词 )
- Inflation has been whittling away their savings. 通货膨胀使他们的积蓄不断减少。 来自《简明英汉词典》
- He is whittling down the branch with a knife to make a handle for his hoe. 他在用刀削树枝做一把锄头柄。 来自《简明英汉词典》
adv.突然地,出其不意地
- He gestured abruptly for Virginia to get in the car.他粗鲁地示意弗吉尼亚上车。
- I was abruptly notified that a half-hour speech was expected of me.我突然被通知要讲半个小时的话。
adv. 易怒地, 暴躁地
- He reacted testily to reports that he'd opposed military involvement. 有报道称他反对军队参与,对此他很是恼火。 来自柯林斯例句
v.快而不清楚地说;n.吱吱喳喳
- Listen to the jabber of those monkeys.听那些猴子在吱吱喳喳地叫。
- He began to protes,to jabber of his right of entry.他开始抗议,唠叨不休地说他有进来的权力。
adj.可怕的;令人惊恐的;恐怖的;极讨厌的
- I'm not going to the horrid dinner party.我不打算去参加这次讨厌的宴会。
- The medicine is horrid and she couldn't get it down.这种药很难吃,她咽不下去。