时间:2019-01-23 作者:英语课 分类:英文短篇小说


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They'd been very sweet, really, letting her lead her own life, not understanding in the least why she wanted to live in Chelsea in the way she did, but accepting it. That was due to Em of course. Grandfather would have kicked up no end of a row.
Sarah had no illusions about her grandfather's attitude. It was not his doing that Desmond had been asked to stay at Kings Lacey. That was Em, and Em was a darling and always had been.
When Desmond had gone to fetch his car, Sarah popped her head into the drawing-room again.
"We're going over to Market Ledbury," she said. "We thought we'd have a drink there at the White Hart."
There was a slight amount of defiance 2 in her voice, but Mrs Lacey did not seem to notice it.
"Well, dear," she said, "I'm sure that will be very nice. David and Diana have gone for a walk, I see. I'm so glad. I really think it was a brainwave on my part to ask Diana here. So sad being left a widow so young - only twenty-two - I do hope she marries again soon."
Sarah looked at her sharply. "What are you up to, Em?"
"It's my little plan," said Mrs Lacey gleefully. "I think she's just right for David. Of course I know he was terribly in love with you, Sarah dear, but you'd no use for him and I realise that he isn't your type. But I don't want him to go on being unhappy, and I think Diana will really suit him."
"What a matchmaker you are, Em," said Sarah.
"I know," said Mrs Lacey. "Old women always are. Diana's quite keen on him already, I think. Don't you think she'd be just right for him?"
"I shouldn't say so," said Sarah. "I think Diana's far too - well, too intense, too serious. I should think David would find it terribly boring being married to her."
"Well, we'll see," said Mrs Lacey. "Anyway, you don't want him, do you, dear?"
"No, indeed," said Sarah, very quickly. She added, in a sudden rush, "You do like Desmond, don't you, Em?"
"I'm sure he's very nice indeed," said Mrs Lacey.
"Grandfather doesn't like him," said Sarah.
"Well, you could hardly expect him to, could you?" said Mrs Lacey reasonably, "but I dare say he'll come round when he gets used to the idea. You mustn't rush him, Sarah dear. Old people are very slow to change their minds and your grandfather is rather obstinate 3."
"I don't care what Grandfather thinks or says," said Sarah. "I shall get married to Desmond whenever I like!"
"I know, dear, I know. But do try and be realistic about it. Your grandfather could cause a lot of trouble, you know. You're not of age yet. In another year you can do as you please. I expect Horace will have come round long before that."
"You're on my side aren't you, darling?" said Sarah. She flung her arms round her grandmother's neck and gave her an affectionate kiss.
"I want you to be happy," said Mrs Lacey. "Ah! there's your young man bringing his car round. You know, I like these very tight trousers these young men wear nowadays. They look so smart only, of course, it does accentuate 4 knock knees."
Yes, Sarah thought, Desmond had got knock knees, she had never noticed it before...
"Go on, dear, enjoy yourself," said Mrs Lacey.
She watched her go out to the car, then, remembering her foreign guest, she went along to the library. Looking in, however, she saw that Hercule Poirot was taking a pleasant little nap, and smiling to herself, she went across the hall and out into the kitchen to have a conference with Mrs Ross.
"Come on, beautiful," said Desmond. "Your family cutting up rough because you're coming out to a pub? Years behind the times here, aren't they?"
"Of course they're not making a fuss," said Sarah, sharply as she got into the car.
"What's the idea of having that foreign fellow down? He's a detective, isn't he? What needs detecting here?"
"Oh, he's not here professionally," said Sarah. "Edwina Morecombe, my godmother, asked us to have him. I think he's retired 5 from professional work long ago."
"Sounds like a broken-down old cab horse," said Desmond.
"He wanted to see an old-fashioned English Christmas, I believe," said Sarah vaguely 6.
Desmond laughed scornfully. "Such a lot of tripe 7, that sort of thing," he said. "How you can stand it I don't know."
Sarah's red hair was tossed back and her aggressive chin shot up.
"I enjoy it!" she said defiantly 8.
"You can't, baby. Let's cut the whole thing tomorrow. Go over to Scarborough or somewhere."
"I couldn't possibly do that."
"Why not?"
"Oh, it would hurt their feelings."
"Oh, bilge! You know you don't enjoy this childish sentimental 9 bosh."
"Well, not really perhaps, but..." Sarah broke off. She realised with a feeling of guilt 10 that she was looking forward a good deal to the Christmas celebration. She enjoyed the whole thing, but she was ashamed to admit that to Desmond. It was not the thing to enjoy Christmas and family life. Just for a moment she wished that Desmond had not come down here at Christmas time. In fact, she almost wished that Desmond had not come down here at all. It was much more fun seeing Desmond in London than here at home.
In the meantime the boys and Bridget were walking back from the lake, still discussing earnestly the problems of skating. Flecks 11 of snow had been falling, and looking up at the sky it could be prophesied 12 that before long there was going to be a heavy snowfall.
"It's going to snow all night," said Colin. "Bet you by Christmas morning we have a couple of feet of snow."
The prospect 13 was a pleasurable one. "Let's make a snow-man," said Michael.
"Good lord," said Colin. "I haven't made a snow-man since - well, since I was about four years old."
"I don't believe it's a bit easy to do," said Bridget. "I mean, you have to know how."
"We might make an effigy 14 of M. Poirot," said Colin. "Give it a big black moustache. There is one in the dressing-up box."
"I don't see, you know," said Michael thoughtfully, "how M. Poirot could ever have been a detective. I don't see how he'd ever be able to disguise himself."
"I know," said Bridget, "and one can't imagine him running about with a microscope and looking for clues or measuring footprints."
"I've got an idea," said Colin. "Let's put on a show for him!"
"What do you mean, a show?" asked Bridget.
"Well, arrange a murder for him."
"What a gorgeous idea," said Bridget. "Do you mean a body in the snow - that sort of thing?"
"Yes. It would make him feel at home, wouldn't it?"
Bridget giggled 15.
"I don't know that I'd go as far as that."
"If it snows," said Colin, "we'll have the perfect setting. A body and footprints - we'll have to think that out rather carefully and pinch one of Grandfather's daggers 16 and make some blood."
They came to a halt and oblivious 17 to the rapidly falling snow, entered into an excited discussion.
"There's a paintbox in the old schoolroom. We could mix up some blood - crimson-lake, I should think."
"Crimson-lake's a bit too pink, I think," said Bridget. "It ought to be a bit browner."
"Who's going to be the body?" asked Michael.
"I'll be the body," said Bridget quickly.
"Oh, look here," said Colin, "I thought of it."
"Oh, no, no," said Bridget, "it must be me. It's got to be a girl. It's more exciting. Beautiful girl lying lifeless in the snow."
"Beautiful girl! Ah-ha," said Michael in derision.
"I've got black hair, too," said Bridget.
"What's that got to do with it?"
"Well, it'll show up so well on the snow and I shall wear my red pyjamas 18."
"If you wear red pyjamas, they won't show the bloodstains," said Michael in a practical manner.
"But they'd look so effective against the snow," said Bridget, "and they've got white facings, you know, so the blood could be on that. Oh, won't it be gorgeous? Do you think he will really be taken in?"
"He will if we do it well enough," said Michael. "We'll have just your footprints in the snow and one other person's going to the body and coming away from it - a man's, of course. He won't want to disturb them, so he won't know that you're not really dead. You don't think," Michael stopped, struck by a sudden idea. The others looked at him. "You don't think he'll be annoyed about it?"
"Oh, I shouldn't think so," said Bridget, with facile optimism. "I'm sure he'll understand that we've just done it to entertain him. A sort of Christmas treat."
"I don't think we ought to do it on Christmas Day," said Colin reflectively. "I don't think Grandfather would like that very much."
"Boxing Day then," said Bridget.
"Boxing Day would be just right," said Michael.
"And it'll give us more time, too," pursued Bridget. "After all, there are a lot of things to arrange. Let's go and have a look at all the props 19."
They hurried into the house.
III
The evening was a busy one. Holly 20 and mistletoe had been brought in in large quantities and a Christmas tree had been set up at one end of the dining-room. Everyone helped to decorate it, to put up the branches of holly behind pictures and to hang mistletoe in a convenient position in the hall.
"I had no idea anything so archaic 21 still went on," murmured Desmond to Sarah with a sneer 22.
"We've always done it," said Sarah, defensively.
"What a reason!"
"Oh, don't be tiresome 23, Desmond. I think it's fun."
"Sarah my sweet, you can't!"
"Well, not not really perhaps but I do in a way."
"Who's going to brave the snow and go to midnight mass?" asked Mrs Lacey at twenty minutes to twelve.
"Not me," said Desmond. "Come on, Sarah."
With a hand on her arm he guided her into the library and went over to the record case.
"There are limits, darling," said Desmond. "Midnight mass!"
"Yes," said Sarah. "Oh yes."
With a good deal of laughter, donning of coats and stamping of feet, most of the others got off. The two boys, Bridget, David and Diana set out for the ten minutes' walk to the church through the falling snow. Their laughter died away in the distance.
"Midnight mass!" said Colonel Lacey, snorting. "Never went to midnight mass in my young days. Mass, indeed! Popish, that is! Oh, I beg your pardon, M. Poirot."
Poirot waved a hand. "It is quite all right. Do not mind me."
"Matins is good enough for anybody, I should say," said the colonel.
"Proper Sunday morning service. 'Hark the herald 24 angels sing,' and all the good old Christmas hymns 25. And then back to Christmas dinner. That's right, isn't it, Em?"
"Yes, dear," said Mrs Lacey. "That's what we do. But the young ones enjoy the midnight service. And it's nice, really, that they want to go."
"Sarah and that fellow don't want to go."
"Well, there dear, I think you're wrong," said Mrs Lacey. "Sarah, you know, did want to go, but she didn't like to say so."
"Beats me why she cares what that fellow's opinion is."
"She's very young, really," said Mrs Lacey placidly 26. "Are you going to bed, M. Poirot? Good night. I hope you'll sleep well."
"And you, Madame? Are you not going to bed yet?"
"Not just yet," said Mrs Lacey. "I've got the stockings to fill, you see. Oh, I know they're all practically grown up, but they do like their stockings. One puts jokes in them! Silly little things. But it all makes for a lot of fun."
"You work very hard to make this a happy house at Christmas time," said Poirot. "I honour you."
He raised her hand to his lips in a courtly fashion.
"Hm," grunted 27 Colonel Lacey, as Poirot departed. "Flowery sort of fellow. Still he appreciates you."
Mrs Lacey dimpled up at him. "Have you noticed, Horace, that I'm standing 1 under the mistletoe?" she asked with the demureness 28 of a girl of nineteen.
Hercule Poirot entered his bedroom. It was a large room well provided with radiators 29. As he went over toward the big four-poster bed he noticed an envelope lying on his pillow. He opened it and drew out a piece of paper. On it was a shakily printed message in capital letters.
"DON'T EAT NONE OF THE PLUM PUDDING. ONE AS WISHES YOU
WELL."
Hercule Poirot stared at it. His eyebrows 30 rose. "Cryptic," he murmured, "and most unexpected."
IV
Christmas dinner took place at 2 p.m. and was a feast indeed. Enormous logs crackled merrily in the wide fireplace and above their crackling rose the babel of many tongues talking together. Oyster 31 soup had been consumed, two enormous turkeys had come
and gone, mere 32 carcasses of their former selves. Now, the supreme 33 moment, the Christmas pudding was brought in, in state!
Old Peverell, his hands and his knees shaking with the weakness of eighty years, permitted no one but himself to bear it in. Mrs Lacey sat, her hands pressed together in nervous apprehension 34. One Christmas, she felt sure, Peverell would fall down dead. Having either to take the risk of letting him fall down dead or of hurting his feelings to such an extent that he would probably prefer to be dead than alive, she had so far chosen the former alternative. On a silver dish the Christmas pudding reposed 35 in its glory. A large football of a pudding, a piece of holly stuck in it like a triumphant 36 flag and glorious flames of blue and red rising round it. There was a cheer and cries of "Ooh-ah."
One thing Mrs Lacey had done: prevailed upon Peverell to place the pudding in front of her so that she could help it rather than hand it in turn round the table. She breathed a sigh of relief as it was deposited safely in front of her. Rapidly the plates were passed round, flames still licking the portions.
"Wish, M. Poirot," cried Bridget. "Wish before the flame goes. Quick, Gran darling, quick."
Mrs Lacey leant back with a sigh of satisfaction. Operation Pudding had been a success. In front of everyone was a helping 37 with flames still licking. There was a momentary 38 silence all round the table as everyone wished hard.
There was nobody to notice the rather curious expression on the face of M. Poirot as he surveyed the portion of pudding on his plate.
"Don't eat none of the plum pudding." What on earth did that sinister 39 warning mean? There could be nothing different about his portion of plum pudding from that of everyone else! Sighing as he admitted himself baffled - and Hercule Poirot never liked to admit himself baffled - he picked up his spoon and fork.
"Hard sauce, M. Poirot?"
Poirot helped himself appreciatively to hard sauce.
"Swiped my best brandy again, eh, Em?" said the colonel good- humouredly from the other end of the table. Mrs Lacey twinkled at him.
"Mrs Ross insists on having the best brandy, dear," she said. "She says it makes all the difference."
"Well, well," said Colonel Lacey, "Christmas comes but once a year and Mrs Ross is a great woman. A great woman and a great cook."
"She is indeed," said Colin. "Smashing plum pudding, this. Mmmm." He filled an appreciative 40 mouth.
Gently, almost gingerly, Hercule Poirot attacked his portion of pudding. He ate a mouthful. It was delicious! He ate another. Something tinkled 41 faintly on his plate. He investigated with a fork. Bridget, on his left, came to his aid.
"You've got something, M. Poirot," she said. "I wonder what it is."
Poirot detached a little silver object from the surrounding raisins 42 that clung to it.
"Oooh," said Bridget, "it's the bachelor's button! M. Poirot's got the bachelor's button!"
Hercule Poirot dipped the small silver button into the finger-glass of water that stood by his plate, and washed it clear of pudding crumbs 43.
"It is very pretty," he observed.
"That means you're going to be a bachelor, M. Poirot," explained Colin helpfully.
"That is to be expected,"

n.持续,地位;adj.永久的,不动的,直立的,不流动的
  • After the earthquake only a few houses were left standing.地震过后只有几幢房屋还立着。
  • They're standing out against any change in the law.他们坚决反对对法律做任何修改。
n.挑战,挑衅,蔑视,违抗
  • He climbed the ladder in defiance of the warning.他无视警告爬上了那架梯子。
  • He slammed the door in a spirit of defiance.他以挑衅性的态度把门砰地一下关上。
adj.顽固的,倔强的,不易屈服的,较难治愈的
  • She's too obstinate to let anyone help her.她太倔强了,不会让任何人帮她的。
  • The trader was obstinate in the negotiation.这个商人在谈判中拗强固执。
v.着重,强调
  • She has beautiful eyes, so we should accentuate them in the makeup.她眼睛很美丽,我们在化妆时应该突出她的眼睛。
  • Mrs Obamas speeches rarely accentuate the positive.奥巴马夫人的演讲很少强调美国积极的一面。
adj.隐退的,退休的,退役的
  • The old man retired to the country for rest.这位老人下乡休息去了。
  • Many retired people take up gardening as a hobby.许多退休的人都以从事园艺为嗜好。
adv.含糊地,暖昧地
  • He had talked vaguely of going to work abroad.他含糊其词地说了到国外工作的事。
  • He looked vaguely before him with unseeing eyes.他迷迷糊糊的望着前面,对一切都视而不见。
n.废话,肚子, 内脏
  • I can't eat either tripe or liver.我不吃肚也不吃肝。
  • I don't read that tripe.我才不看那种无聊的东西呢。
adv.挑战地,大胆对抗地
  • Braving snow and frost, the plum trees blossomed defiantly. 红梅傲雪凌霜开。 来自《现代汉英综合大词典》
  • She tilted her chin at him defiantly. 她向他翘起下巴表示挑衅。 来自《简明英汉词典》
adj.多愁善感的,感伤的
  • She's a sentimental woman who believes marriage comes by destiny.她是多愁善感的人,她相信姻缘命中注定。
  • We were deeply touched by the sentimental movie.我们深深被那感伤的电影所感动。
n.犯罪;内疚;过失,罪责
  • She tried to cover up her guilt by lying.她企图用谎言掩饰自己的罪行。
  • Don't lay a guilt trip on your child about schoolwork.别因为功课责备孩子而使他觉得很内疚。
n.斑点,小点( fleck的名词复数 );癍
  • His hair was dark, with flecks of grey. 他的黑发间有缕缕银丝。
  • I got a few flecks of paint on the window when I was painting the frames. 我在漆窗框时,在窗户上洒了几点油漆。 来自《简明英汉词典》
v.预告,预言( prophesy的过去式和过去分词 )
  • She prophesied that she would win a gold medal. 她预言自己将赢得金牌。
  • She prophesied the tragic outcome. 她预言有悲惨的结果。 来自《简明英汉词典》
n.前景,前途;景色,视野
  • This state of things holds out a cheerful prospect.事态呈现出可喜的前景。
  • The prospect became more evident.前景变得更加明朗了。
n.肖像
  • There the effigy stands,and stares from age to age across the changing ocean.雕像依然耸立在那儿,千秋万载地凝视着那变幻无常的大海。
  • The deposed dictator was burned in effigy by the crowd.群众焚烧退位独裁者的模拟像。
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》
匕首,短剑( dagger的名词复数 )
  • I will speak daggers to her, but use none. 我要用利剑一样的话刺痛她的心,但绝不是真用利剑。
  • The world lives at daggers drawn in a cold war. 世界在冷战中剑拨弩张。
adj.易忘的,遗忘的,忘却的,健忘的
  • Mother has become quite oblivious after the illness.这次病后,妈妈变得特别健忘。
  • He was quite oblivious of the danger.他完全没有察觉到危险。
n.(宽大的)睡衣裤
  • This pyjamas has many repairs.这件睡衣有许多修补过的地方。
  • Martin was in his pyjamas.马丁穿着睡衣。
小道具; 支柱( prop的名词复数 ); 支持者; 道具; (橄榄球中的)支柱前锋
  • Rescuers used props to stop the roof of the tunnel collapsing. 救援人员用支柱防止隧道顶塌陷。
  • The government props up the prices of farm products to support farmers' incomes. 政府保持农产品价格不变以保障农民们的收入。
n.[植]冬青属灌木
  • I recently acquired some wood from a holly tree.最近我从一棵冬青树上弄了些木料。
  • People often decorate their houses with holly at Christmas.人们总是在圣诞节时用冬青来装饰房屋。
adj.(语言、词汇等)古代的,已不通用的
  • The company does some things in archaic ways,such as not using computers for bookkeeping.这个公司有些做法陈旧,如记账不使用电脑。
  • Shaanxi is one of the Chinese archaic civilized origins which has a long history.陕西省是中国古代文明发祥之一,有悠久的历史。
v.轻蔑;嘲笑;n.嘲笑,讥讽的言语
  • He said with a sneer.他的话中带有嘲笑之意。
  • You may sneer,but a lot of people like this kind of music.你可以嗤之以鼻,但很多人喜欢这种音乐。
adj.令人疲劳的,令人厌倦的
  • His doubts and hesitations were tiresome.他的疑惑和犹豫令人厌烦。
  • He was tiresome in contending for the value of his own labors.他老为他自己劳动的价值而争强斗胜,令人生厌。
vt.预示...的来临,预告,宣布,欢迎
  • In England, the cuckoo is the herald of spring.在英国杜鹃鸟是报春的使者。
  • Dawn is the herald of day.曙光是白昼的先驱。
n.赞美诗,圣歌,颂歌( hymn的名词复数 )
  • At first, they played the hymns and marches familiar to them. 起初他们只吹奏自己熟悉的赞美诗和进行曲。 来自英汉非文学 - 百科语料821
  • I like singing hymns. 我喜欢唱圣歌。 来自辞典例句
adv.平稳地,平静地
  • Hurstwood stood placidly by, while the car rolled back into the yard. 当车子开回场地时,赫斯渥沉着地站在一边。 来自英汉文学 - 嘉莉妹妹
  • The water chestnut floated placidly there, where it would grow. 那棵菱角就又安安稳稳浮在水面上生长去了。 来自汉英文学 - 中国现代小说
(猪等)作呼噜声( grunt的过去式和过去分词 ); (指人)发出类似的哼声; 咕哝着说
  • She just grunted, not deigning to look up from the page. 她只咕哝了一声,继续看书,不屑抬起头来看一眼。
  • She grunted some incomprehensible reply. 她咕噜着回答了些令人费解的话。
n.demure(拘谨的,端庄的)的变形
n.(暖气设备的)散热器( radiator的名词复数 );汽车引擎的冷却器,散热器
  • You can preset the radiators to come on when you need them to. 你可以预先调好暖气,使它在你需要的时候启动。
  • Stars are radiators of vast power. 恒星是强大的发光体。 来自《现代英汉综合大词典》
眉毛( eyebrow的名词复数 )
  • Eyebrows stop sweat from coming down into the eyes. 眉毛挡住汗水使其不能流进眼睛。
  • His eyebrows project noticeably. 他的眉毛特别突出。
n.牡蛎;沉默寡言的人
  • I enjoy eating oyster; it's really delicious.我喜欢吃牡蛎,它味道真美。
  • I find I fairly like eating when he finally persuades me to taste the oyster.当他最后说服我尝尝牡蛎时,我发现我相当喜欢吃。
adj.纯粹的;仅仅,只不过
  • That is a mere repetition of what you said before.那不过是重复了你以前讲的话。
  • It's a mere waste of time waiting any longer.再等下去纯粹是浪费时间。
adj.极度的,最重要的;至高的,最高的
  • It was the supreme moment in his life.那是他一生中最重要的时刻。
  • He handed up the indictment to the supreme court.他把起诉书送交最高法院。
n.理解,领悟;逮捕,拘捕;忧虑
  • There were still areas of doubt and her apprehension grew.有些地方仍然存疑,于是她越来越担心。
  • She is a girl of weak apprehension.她是一个理解力很差的女孩。
v.将(手臂等)靠在某人(某物)上( repose的过去式和过去分词 )
  • Mr. Cruncher reposed under a patchwork counterpane, like a Harlequin at home. 克朗彻先生盖了一床白衲衣图案的花哨被子,像是呆在家里的丑角。 来自英汉文学 - 双城记
  • An old man reposed on a bench in the park. 一位老人躺在公园的长凳上。 来自辞典例句
adj.胜利的,成功的;狂欢的,喜悦的
  • The army made a triumphant entry into the enemy's capital.部队胜利地进入了敌方首都。
  • There was a positively triumphant note in her voice.她的声音里带有一种极为得意的语气。
n.食物的一份&adj.帮助人的,辅助的
  • The poor children regularly pony up for a second helping of my hamburger. 那些可怜的孩子们总是要求我把我的汉堡包再给他们一份。
  • By doing this, they may at times be helping to restore competition. 这样一来, 他在某些时候,有助于竞争的加强。
adj.片刻的,瞬息的;短暂的
  • We are in momentary expectation of the arrival of you.我们无时无刻不在盼望你的到来。
  • I caught a momentary glimpse of them.我瞥了他们一眼。
adj.不吉利的,凶恶的,左边的
  • There is something sinister at the back of that series of crimes.在这一系列罪行背后有险恶的阴谋。
  • Their proposals are all worthless and designed out of sinister motives.他们的建议不仅一钱不值,而且包藏祸心。
adj.有鉴赏力的,有眼力的;感激的
  • She was deeply appreciative of your help.她对你的帮助深表感激。
  • We are very appreciative of their support in this respect.我们十分感谢他们在这方面的支持。
(使)发出丁当声,(使)发铃铃声( tinkle的过去式和过去分词 ); 叮当响着发出,铃铃响着报出
  • The sheep's bell tinkled through the hills. 羊的铃铛叮当叮当地响彻整个山区。
  • A piano tinkled gently in the background. 背景音是悠扬的钢琴声。
n.葡萄干( raisin的名词复数 )
  • These raisins come from Xinjiang,they taste delicious. 这些葡萄干产自新疆,味道很甜。 来自《简明英汉词典》
  • Mother put some raisins in the cake. 母亲在糕饼中放了一些葡萄干。 来自辞典例句
学英语单词
adjusting motion
alkali basaltic magma
angelifying
aspidosycarpine
augustin eugene scribes
bacillary enteritis
barrier diffusion
blastissimo
collectional
combined workshop
continuous wave generator
deathlier
deception group
Demanol
denges passage
dictionary code table
diphyodonts
domestic gas appliance
double-magnification imaging
driver ant
DSPR.
dual-output
dust-tight construction
electric car retarder
erwinia mangiferae (doidge) bergey et al.
evaporation velocity
fine screening
flavcured ginger
food substance
gaff lights
go down swinging
grandville
heat-stable
heliotherapist
hopper diluting instalation
indigenous theater
international standard meter
investment level movement
keyword system
ksev
Lambert conformal projection
laundrette
litter cleaning machine
Mampi
manager,s share
marginal probability functions
mechanism of self-purification
meridional tangential ray
mobile Pentium
moscow' schleissheim
mountain oyster
multibuffering
multiprogramming system library
mwd
nanoplates
niniteenth
nucleus sensorius superior nervi trigemini
old-fashioned
on the fiddle
Oncomavirus
oothec-
optional construction
patellar fossae
paybill
PEGylate
plane drawing
political geography
postgastrectomy syndrome
power walkings
pretendent
protractor head
Pujaut
range right
rapster
reconvertibility
remigrated
response vector
romanticizer
runway localizer
safflorite
scolecithricella longispinosa
semantics evaluation
sex-cell ridge
shakedown theory
sharifa
Shasta salamander
shield tank
simonist
strong earthquake
Swedish movements
Swing Low, Sweet Chariot
target approach
Tarini's recess
Tonobrein
tops-10
unbandage
unpatronized
urathritis
variable-pressure accumulator
wallis
waterville