【有声英语文学名著】夜色温柔 Book 1(16)
时间:2019-01-26 作者:英语课 分类:有声英语文学名著
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Chapter 16
She woke up cooled and shamed. The sight of her beauty in the mirror did not reassure 1 her but only awakened 2 the ache of yesterday and a letter, forwarded by her mother, from the boy who had taken her to the Yale prom last fall, which announced his presence in Paris was no help—all that seemed far away. She emerged from her room for the ordeal 3 of meeting the Divers 4 weighted with a double trouble. But it was hidden by a sheath as impermeable 5 as Nicole's when they met and went together to a series of fittings. It was consoling, though, when Nicole remarked, apropos 6 of a distraught saleswoman: "Most people think everybody feels about them much more violently than they actually do—they think other people's opinions of them swing through great arcs of approval or disapproval 7." Yesterday in her expansiveness Rosemary would have resented that remark—to-day in her desire to minimize what had happened she welcomed it eagerly. She admired Nicole for her beauty and her wisdom, and also for the first time in her life she was jealous. Just before leaving Gausse's hotel her mother had said in that casual tone, which Rosemary knew concealed 8 her most significant opinions, that Nicole was a great beauty, with the frank implication that Rosemary was not. This did not bother Rosemary, who had only recently been allowed to learn that she was even personable; so that her prettiness never seemed exactly her own but rather an acquirement, like her French. Nevertheless, in the taxi she looked at Nicole, matching herself against her. There were all the potentialities for romantic love in that lovely body and in the delicate mouth, sometimes tight, sometimes expectantly half open to the world. Nicole had been a beauty as a young girl and she would be a beauty later when her skin stretched tight over her high cheekbones—the essential structure was there. She had been white-Saxon-blonde but she was more beautiful now that her hair had darkened than when it had been like a cloud and more beautiful than she.
"We lived there," Rosemary suddenly pointed 9 to a building in the Rue 10 des Saints-Péres.
"That's strange. Because when I was twelve Mother and Baby and I once spent a winter there," and she pointed to a hotel directly across the street. The two dingy 11 fronts stared at them, gray echoes of girlhood.
"We'd just built our Lake Forest house and we were economizing 12," Nicole continued. "At least Baby and I and the governess economized 13 and Mother travelled."
"We were economizing too," said Rosemary, realizing that the word meant different things to them.
"Mother always spoke 14 of it very carefully as a small hotel—" Nicole gave her quick magnetic little laugh, "—I mean instead of saying a 'cheap' hotel. If any swanky friends asked us our address we'd never say, 'We're in a dingy little hole over in the apache quarter where we're glad of running water,'—we'd say 'We're in a small hotel.' As if all the big ones were too noisy and vulgar for us. Of course the friends always saw through us and told everyone about it, but Mother always said it showed we knew our way around Europe. She did, of course: she was born a German citizen. But her mother was American, and she was brought up in Chicago, and she was more American than European."
They were meeting the others in two minutes, and Rosemary reconstructed herself once more as they got out of the taxi in the Rue Guynemer, across from the Luxembourg Gardens. They were lunching in the Norths' already dismantled 15 apartment high above the green mass of leaves. The day seemed different to Rosemary from the day before—When she saw him face to face their eyes met and brushed like birds' wings. After that everything was all right, everything was wonderful, she knew that he was beginning to fall in love with her. She felt wildly happy, felt the warm sap of emotion being pumped through her body. A cool, clear confidence deepened and sang in her. She scarcely looked at Dick but she knew everything was all right.
After luncheon 16 the Divers and the Norths and Rosemary went to the Franco-American Films, to be joined by Collis Clay, her young man from New Haven 17, to whom she had telephoned. He was a Georgian, with the peculiarly regular, even stencilled 18 ideas of Southerners who are educated in the North. Last winter she had thought him attractive—once they held hands in an automobile 19 going from New Haven to New York; now he no longer existed for her.
In the projection 20 room she sat between Collis Clay and Dick while the mechanic mounted the reels of Daddy's Girl and a French executive fluttered about her trying to talk American slang. "Yes, boy," he said when there was trouble with the projector 21, "I have not any benenas." Then the lights went out, there was the sudden click and a flickering 22 noise and she was alone with Dick at last. They looked at each other in the half darkness.
"Dear Rosemary," he murmured. Their shoulders touched. Nicole stirred restlessly at the end of the row and Abe coughed convulsively and blew his nose; then they all settled down and the picture ran.
There she was—the school girl of a year ago, hair down her back and rippling 23 out stiffly like the solid hair of a tanagra figure; there she was—so young and innocent—the product of her mother's loving care; there she was—embodying all the immaturity 24 of the race, cutting a new cardboard paper doll to pass before its empty harlot's mind. She remembered how she had felt in that dress, especially fresh and new under the fresh young silk.
Daddy's girl. Was it a 'itty-bitty bravekins and did it suffer? Ooo-ooo-tweet, de tweetest thing, wasn't she dest too tweet? Before her tiny fist the forces of lust 25 and corruption 26 rolled away; nay 27, the very march of destiny stopped; inevitable 28 became evitable, syllogism 29, dialectic, all rationality fell away. Women would forget the dirty dishes at home and weep, even within the picture one woman wept so long that she almost stole the film away from Rosemary. She wept all over a set that cost a fortune, in a Duncan Phyfe dining-room, in an aviation port, and during a yacht-race that was only used in two flashes, in a subway and finally in a bathroom. But Rosemary triumphed. Her fineness of character, her courage and steadfastness 30 intruded 31 upon by the vulgarity of the world, and Rosemary showing what it took with a face that had not yet become mask-like—yet it was actually so moving that the emotions of the whole row of people went out to her at intervals 32 during the picture. There was a break once and the light went on and after the chatter 33 of applause Dick said to her sincerely: "I'm simply astounded 34. You're going to be one of the best actresses on the stage."
Then back to Daddy's Girl: happier days now, and a lovely shot of Rosemary and her parent united at the last in a father complex so apparent that Dick winced 35 for all psychologists at the vicious sentimentality. The screen vanished, the lights went on, the moment had come.
"I've arranged one other thing," announced Rosemary to the company at large, "I've arranged a test for Dick."
"A what?"
"A screen test, they'll take one now."
There was an awful silence—then an irrepressible chortle from the Norths. Rosemary watched Dick comprehend what she meant, his face moving first in an Irish way; simultaneously 36 she realized that she had made some mistake in the playing of her trump 37 and still she did not suspect that the card was at fault.
"I don't want a test," said Dick firmly; then, seeing the situation as a whole, he continued lightly, "Rosemary, I'm disappointed. The pictures make a fine career for a woman—but my God, they can't photograph me. I'm an old scientist all wrapped up in his private life."
Nicole and Mary urged him ironically to seize the opportunity; they teased him, both faintly annoyed at not having been asked for a sitting. But Dick closed the subject with a somewhat tart 38 discussion of actors: "The strongest guard is placed at the gateway 39 to nothing," he said. "Maybe because the condition of emptiness is too shameful 40 to be divulged 41."
In the taxi with Dick and Collis Clay—they were dropping Collis, and Dick was taking Rosemary to a tea from which Nicole and the Norths had resigned in order to do the things Abe had left undone 42 till the last—in the taxi Rosemary reproached him.
"I thought if the test turned out to be good I could take it to California with me. And then maybe if they liked it you'd come out and be my leading man in a picture."
He was overwhelmed. "It was a darn sweet thought, but I'd rather look at you. You were about the nicest sight I ever looked at."
"That's a great picture," said Collis. "I've seen it four times. I know one boy at New Haven who's seen it a dozen times—he went all the way to Hartford to see it one time. And when I brought Rosemary up to New Haven he was so shy he wouldn't meet her. Can you beat that? This little girl knocks them cold."
Dick and Rosemary looked at each other, wanting to be alone, but Collis failed to understand.
"I'll drop you where you're going," he suggested. "I'm staying at the Lutetia."
"We'll drop you," said Dick.
"It'll be easier for me to drop you. No trouble at all."
"I think it will be better if we drop you."
"But—" began Collis; he grasped the situation at last and began discussing with Rosemary when he would see her again.
Finally, he was gone, with the shadowy unimportance but the offensive bulk of the third party. The car stopped unexpectedly, unsatisfactorily, at the address Dick had given. He drew a long breath.
"Shall we go in?"
"I don't care," Rosemary said. "I'll do anything you want."
He considered.
"I almost have to go in—she wants to buy some pictures from a friend of mine who needs the money."
Rosemary smoothed the brief expressive 43 disarray 44 of her hair.
"We'll stay just five minutes," he decided 45. "You're not going to like these people."
She assumed that they were dull and stereotyped 46 people, or gross and drunken people, or tiresome 47, insistent 48 people, or any of the sorts of people that the Divers avoided. She was entirely 49 unprepared for the impression that the scene made on her.
She woke up cooled and shamed. The sight of her beauty in the mirror did not reassure 1 her but only awakened 2 the ache of yesterday and a letter, forwarded by her mother, from the boy who had taken her to the Yale prom last fall, which announced his presence in Paris was no help—all that seemed far away. She emerged from her room for the ordeal 3 of meeting the Divers 4 weighted with a double trouble. But it was hidden by a sheath as impermeable 5 as Nicole's when they met and went together to a series of fittings. It was consoling, though, when Nicole remarked, apropos 6 of a distraught saleswoman: "Most people think everybody feels about them much more violently than they actually do—they think other people's opinions of them swing through great arcs of approval or disapproval 7." Yesterday in her expansiveness Rosemary would have resented that remark—to-day in her desire to minimize what had happened she welcomed it eagerly. She admired Nicole for her beauty and her wisdom, and also for the first time in her life she was jealous. Just before leaving Gausse's hotel her mother had said in that casual tone, which Rosemary knew concealed 8 her most significant opinions, that Nicole was a great beauty, with the frank implication that Rosemary was not. This did not bother Rosemary, who had only recently been allowed to learn that she was even personable; so that her prettiness never seemed exactly her own but rather an acquirement, like her French. Nevertheless, in the taxi she looked at Nicole, matching herself against her. There were all the potentialities for romantic love in that lovely body and in the delicate mouth, sometimes tight, sometimes expectantly half open to the world. Nicole had been a beauty as a young girl and she would be a beauty later when her skin stretched tight over her high cheekbones—the essential structure was there. She had been white-Saxon-blonde but she was more beautiful now that her hair had darkened than when it had been like a cloud and more beautiful than she.
"We lived there," Rosemary suddenly pointed 9 to a building in the Rue 10 des Saints-Péres.
"That's strange. Because when I was twelve Mother and Baby and I once spent a winter there," and she pointed to a hotel directly across the street. The two dingy 11 fronts stared at them, gray echoes of girlhood.
"We'd just built our Lake Forest house and we were economizing 12," Nicole continued. "At least Baby and I and the governess economized 13 and Mother travelled."
"We were economizing too," said Rosemary, realizing that the word meant different things to them.
"Mother always spoke 14 of it very carefully as a small hotel—" Nicole gave her quick magnetic little laugh, "—I mean instead of saying a 'cheap' hotel. If any swanky friends asked us our address we'd never say, 'We're in a dingy little hole over in the apache quarter where we're glad of running water,'—we'd say 'We're in a small hotel.' As if all the big ones were too noisy and vulgar for us. Of course the friends always saw through us and told everyone about it, but Mother always said it showed we knew our way around Europe. She did, of course: she was born a German citizen. But her mother was American, and she was brought up in Chicago, and she was more American than European."
They were meeting the others in two minutes, and Rosemary reconstructed herself once more as they got out of the taxi in the Rue Guynemer, across from the Luxembourg Gardens. They were lunching in the Norths' already dismantled 15 apartment high above the green mass of leaves. The day seemed different to Rosemary from the day before—When she saw him face to face their eyes met and brushed like birds' wings. After that everything was all right, everything was wonderful, she knew that he was beginning to fall in love with her. She felt wildly happy, felt the warm sap of emotion being pumped through her body. A cool, clear confidence deepened and sang in her. She scarcely looked at Dick but she knew everything was all right.
After luncheon 16 the Divers and the Norths and Rosemary went to the Franco-American Films, to be joined by Collis Clay, her young man from New Haven 17, to whom she had telephoned. He was a Georgian, with the peculiarly regular, even stencilled 18 ideas of Southerners who are educated in the North. Last winter she had thought him attractive—once they held hands in an automobile 19 going from New Haven to New York; now he no longer existed for her.
In the projection 20 room she sat between Collis Clay and Dick while the mechanic mounted the reels of Daddy's Girl and a French executive fluttered about her trying to talk American slang. "Yes, boy," he said when there was trouble with the projector 21, "I have not any benenas." Then the lights went out, there was the sudden click and a flickering 22 noise and she was alone with Dick at last. They looked at each other in the half darkness.
"Dear Rosemary," he murmured. Their shoulders touched. Nicole stirred restlessly at the end of the row and Abe coughed convulsively and blew his nose; then they all settled down and the picture ran.
There she was—the school girl of a year ago, hair down her back and rippling 23 out stiffly like the solid hair of a tanagra figure; there she was—so young and innocent—the product of her mother's loving care; there she was—embodying all the immaturity 24 of the race, cutting a new cardboard paper doll to pass before its empty harlot's mind. She remembered how she had felt in that dress, especially fresh and new under the fresh young silk.
Daddy's girl. Was it a 'itty-bitty bravekins and did it suffer? Ooo-ooo-tweet, de tweetest thing, wasn't she dest too tweet? Before her tiny fist the forces of lust 25 and corruption 26 rolled away; nay 27, the very march of destiny stopped; inevitable 28 became evitable, syllogism 29, dialectic, all rationality fell away. Women would forget the dirty dishes at home and weep, even within the picture one woman wept so long that she almost stole the film away from Rosemary. She wept all over a set that cost a fortune, in a Duncan Phyfe dining-room, in an aviation port, and during a yacht-race that was only used in two flashes, in a subway and finally in a bathroom. But Rosemary triumphed. Her fineness of character, her courage and steadfastness 30 intruded 31 upon by the vulgarity of the world, and Rosemary showing what it took with a face that had not yet become mask-like—yet it was actually so moving that the emotions of the whole row of people went out to her at intervals 32 during the picture. There was a break once and the light went on and after the chatter 33 of applause Dick said to her sincerely: "I'm simply astounded 34. You're going to be one of the best actresses on the stage."
Then back to Daddy's Girl: happier days now, and a lovely shot of Rosemary and her parent united at the last in a father complex so apparent that Dick winced 35 for all psychologists at the vicious sentimentality. The screen vanished, the lights went on, the moment had come.
"I've arranged one other thing," announced Rosemary to the company at large, "I've arranged a test for Dick."
"A what?"
"A screen test, they'll take one now."
There was an awful silence—then an irrepressible chortle from the Norths. Rosemary watched Dick comprehend what she meant, his face moving first in an Irish way; simultaneously 36 she realized that she had made some mistake in the playing of her trump 37 and still she did not suspect that the card was at fault.
"I don't want a test," said Dick firmly; then, seeing the situation as a whole, he continued lightly, "Rosemary, I'm disappointed. The pictures make a fine career for a woman—but my God, they can't photograph me. I'm an old scientist all wrapped up in his private life."
Nicole and Mary urged him ironically to seize the opportunity; they teased him, both faintly annoyed at not having been asked for a sitting. But Dick closed the subject with a somewhat tart 38 discussion of actors: "The strongest guard is placed at the gateway 39 to nothing," he said. "Maybe because the condition of emptiness is too shameful 40 to be divulged 41."
In the taxi with Dick and Collis Clay—they were dropping Collis, and Dick was taking Rosemary to a tea from which Nicole and the Norths had resigned in order to do the things Abe had left undone 42 till the last—in the taxi Rosemary reproached him.
"I thought if the test turned out to be good I could take it to California with me. And then maybe if they liked it you'd come out and be my leading man in a picture."
He was overwhelmed. "It was a darn sweet thought, but I'd rather look at you. You were about the nicest sight I ever looked at."
"That's a great picture," said Collis. "I've seen it four times. I know one boy at New Haven who's seen it a dozen times—he went all the way to Hartford to see it one time. And when I brought Rosemary up to New Haven he was so shy he wouldn't meet her. Can you beat that? This little girl knocks them cold."
Dick and Rosemary looked at each other, wanting to be alone, but Collis failed to understand.
"I'll drop you where you're going," he suggested. "I'm staying at the Lutetia."
"We'll drop you," said Dick.
"It'll be easier for me to drop you. No trouble at all."
"I think it will be better if we drop you."
"But—" began Collis; he grasped the situation at last and began discussing with Rosemary when he would see her again.
Finally, he was gone, with the shadowy unimportance but the offensive bulk of the third party. The car stopped unexpectedly, unsatisfactorily, at the address Dick had given. He drew a long breath.
"Shall we go in?"
"I don't care," Rosemary said. "I'll do anything you want."
He considered.
"I almost have to go in—she wants to buy some pictures from a friend of mine who needs the money."
Rosemary smoothed the brief expressive 43 disarray 44 of her hair.
"We'll stay just five minutes," he decided 45. "You're not going to like these people."
She assumed that they were dull and stereotyped 46 people, or gross and drunken people, or tiresome 47, insistent 48 people, or any of the sorts of people that the Divers avoided. She was entirely 49 unprepared for the impression that the scene made on her.
v.使放心,使消除疑虑
- This seemed to reassure him and he continued more confidently.这似乎使他放心一点,于是他更有信心地继续说了下去。
- The airline tried to reassure the customers that the planes were safe.航空公司尽力让乘客相信飞机是安全的。
v.(使)醒( awaken的过去式和过去分词 );(使)觉醒;弄醒;(使)意识到
- She awakened to the sound of birds singing. 她醒来听到鸟的叫声。
- The public has been awakened to the full horror of the situation. 公众完全意识到了这一状况的可怕程度。 来自《简明英汉词典》
n.苦难经历,(尤指对品格、耐力的)严峻考验
- She managed to keep her sanity throughout the ordeal.在那场磨难中她始终保持神志正常。
- Being lost in the wilderness for a week was an ordeal for me.在荒野里迷路一星期对我来说真是一场磨难。
adj.不同的;种种的
- He chose divers of them,who were asked to accompany him.他选择他们当中的几个人,要他们和他作伴。
- Two divers work together while a standby diver remains on the surface.两名潜水员协同工作,同时有一名候补潜水员留在水面上。
adj.不能透过的,不渗透的
- The canoe is made from an impermeable wood.独木舟由防水木头制成。
- The external layer of the skin is relatively impermeable to water.皮肤的外层不透水。
adv.恰好地;adj.恰当的;关于
- I thought he spoke very apropos.我认为他说得很中肯。
- He arrived very apropos.他来得很及时。
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。
a.隐藏的,隐蔽的
- The paintings were concealed beneath a thick layer of plaster. 那些画被隐藏在厚厚的灰泥层下面。
- I think he had a gun concealed about his person. 我认为他当时身上藏有一支枪。
adj.尖的,直截了当的
- He gave me a very sharp pointed pencil.他给我一支削得非常尖的铅笔。
- She wished to show Mrs.John Dashwood by this pointed invitation to her brother.她想通过对达茨伍德夫人提出直截了当的邀请向她的哥哥表示出来。
n.懊悔,芸香,后悔;v.后悔,悲伤,懊悔
- You'll rue having failed in the examination.你会悔恨考试失败。
- You're going to rue this the longest day that you live.你要终身悔恨不尽呢。
adj.昏暗的,肮脏的
- It was a street of dingy houses huddled together. 这是一条挤满了破旧房子的街巷。
- The dingy cottage was converted into a neat tasteful residence.那间脏黑的小屋已变成一个整洁雅致的住宅。
v.节省,减少开支( economize的现在分词 )
- Strengthing Management of Economizing Electricity Enhancing BenefIt'step by Step. 强化节电管理效益逐上台阶。 来自互联网
- We should lose no time in increasing production and economizing. 六、抓紧增产节约。 来自互联网
v.节省,减少开支( economize的过去式和过去分词 )
- He economized by using trams instead of taking a taxi every time he went to school. 他上学搭电车而不坐出租汽车,以节省钱。 来自《现代英汉综合大词典》
- He economized by using buses instead of taking taxis. 他不坐出租车而改乘公共汽车以节省钱。 来自辞典例句
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。
拆开( dismantle的过去式和过去分词 ); 拆卸; 废除; 取消
- The plant was dismantled of all its equipment and furniture. 这家工厂的设备和家具全被拆除了。
- The Japanese empire was quickly dismantled. 日本帝国很快被打垮了。
n.午宴,午餐,便宴
- We have luncheon at twelve o'clock.我们十二点钟用午餐。
- I have a luncheon engagement.我午饭有约。
n.安全的地方,避难所,庇护所
- It's a real haven at the end of a busy working day.忙碌了一整天后,这真是一个安乐窝。
- The school library is a little haven of peace and quiet.学校的图书馆是一个和平且安静的小避风港。
v.用模板印(文字或图案)( stencil的过去式和过去分词 )
- He then stencilled the ceiling with a moon and stars motif. 他随后用模版在天花板上印上了月亮和繁星图案。 来自辞典例句
- Each cage was stencilled with the name and the brand of the bull-breeder. 每只笼子上都印有公牛饲养人的姓名和商标。 来自辞典例句
n.汽车,机动车
- He is repairing the brake lever of an automobile.他正在修理汽车的刹车杆。
- The automobile slowed down to go around the curves in the road.汽车在路上转弯时放慢了速度。
n.发射,计划,突出部分
- Projection takes place with a minimum of awareness or conscious control.投射在最少的知觉或意识控制下发生。
- The projection of increases in number of house-holds is correct.对户数增加的推算是正确的。
n.投影机,放映机,幻灯机
- There is a new projector in my office.我的办公室里有一架新的幻灯机。
- How long will it take to set up the projector?把这个放映机安放好需要多长时间?
adj.闪烁的,摇曳的,一闪一闪的
- The crisp autumn wind is flickering away. 清爽的秋风正在吹拂。
- The lights keep flickering. 灯光忽明忽暗。
起涟漪的,潺潺流水般声音的
- I could see the dawn breeze rippling the shining water. 我能看见黎明的微风在波光粼粼的水面上吹出道道涟漪。
- The pool rippling was caused by the waving of the reeds. 池塘里的潺潺声是芦苇摇动时引起的。
n.不成熟;未充分成长;未成熟;粗糙
- It traces the development of a young man from immaturity to maturity. 它描写一位青年从不成熟到成熟的发展过程。 来自辞典例句
- Immaturity is the inability to use one's understanding without guidance from another. 不成熟就是不经他人的指引就无法运用自身的理解力。 来自互联网
n.性(淫)欲;渴(欲)望;vi.对…有强烈的欲望
- He was filled with lust for power.他内心充满了对权力的渴望。
- Sensing the explorer's lust for gold, the chief wisely presented gold ornaments as gifts.酋长觉察出探险者们垂涎黄金的欲念,就聪明地把金饰品作为礼物赠送给他们。
n.腐败,堕落,贪污
- The people asked the government to hit out against corruption and theft.人民要求政府严惩贪污盗窃。
- The old man reviled against corruption.那老人痛斥了贪污舞弊。
adv.不;n.反对票,投反对票者
- He was grateful for and proud of his son's remarkable,nay,unique performance.他为儿子出色的,不,应该是独一无二的表演心怀感激和骄傲。
- Long essays,nay,whole books have been written on this.许多长篇大论的文章,不,应该说是整部整部的书都是关于这件事的。
adj.不可避免的,必然发生的
- Mary was wearing her inevitable large hat.玛丽戴着她总是戴的那顶大帽子。
- The defeat had inevitable consequences for British policy.战败对英国政策不可避免地产生了影响。
n.演绎法,三段论法
- The ramifications or the mystery of a syllogism can become a weariness and a bore.三段论证法的分歧或者神秘会变成一种无聊、一种麻烦。
- The unexpected bursts forth from the syllogism.三段论里常出岔子。
n.坚定,稳当
- But he was attacked with increasing boldness and steadfastness. 但他却受到日益大胆和坚决的攻击。 来自辞典例句
- There was an unceremonious directness, a searching, decided steadfastness in his gaze now. 现在他的凝视中有一种不礼貌的直率,一种锐利、断然的坚定。 来自辞典例句
n.侵入的,推进的v.侵入,侵扰,打扰( intrude的过去式和过去分词 );把…强加于
- One could believe that human creatures had never intruded there before. 你简直会以为那是从来没有人到过的地方。 来自辞典例句
- The speaker intruded a thin smile into his seriousness. 演说人严肃的脸上掠过一丝笑影。 来自辞典例句
n.[军事]间隔( interval的名词复数 );间隔时间;[数学]区间;(戏剧、电影或音乐会的)幕间休息
- The forecast said there would be sunny intervals and showers. 预报间晴,有阵雨。
- Meetings take place at fortnightly intervals. 每两周开一次会。
vi./n.喋喋不休;短促尖叫;(牙齿)打战
- Her continuous chatter vexes me.她的喋喋不休使我烦透了。
- I've had enough of their continual chatter.我已厌烦了他们喋喋不休的闲谈。
v.使震惊(astound的过去式和过去分词);愕然;愕;惊讶
- His arrogance astounded her. 他的傲慢使她震惊。
- How can you say that? I'm absolutely astounded. 你怎么能说出那种话?我感到大为震惊。
赶紧避开,畏缩( wince的过去式和过去分词 )
- He winced as the dog nipped his ankle. 狗咬了他的脚腕子,疼得他龇牙咧嘴。
- He winced as a sharp pain shot through his left leg. 他左腿一阵剧痛疼得他直龇牙咧嘴。
adv.同时发生地,同时进行地
- The radar beam can track a number of targets almost simultaneously.雷达波几乎可以同时追着多个目标。
- The Windows allow a computer user to execute multiple programs simultaneously.Windows允许计算机用户同时运行多个程序。
n.王牌,法宝;v.打出王牌,吹喇叭
- He was never able to trump up the courage to have a showdown.他始终鼓不起勇气摊牌。
- The coach saved his star player for a trump card.教练保留他的明星选手,作为他的王牌。
adj.酸的;尖酸的,刻薄的;n.果馅饼;淫妇
- She was learning how to make a fruit tart in class.她正在课上学习如何制作水果馅饼。
- She replied in her usual tart and offhand way.她开口回答了,用她平常那种尖酸刻薄的声调随口说道。
n.大门口,出入口,途径,方法
- Hard work is the gateway to success.努力工作是通往成功之路。
- A man collected tolls at the gateway.一个人在大门口收通行费。
adj.可耻的,不道德的
- It is very shameful of him to show off.他向人炫耀自己,真不害臊。
- We must expose this shameful activity to the newspapers.我们一定要向报社揭露这一无耻行径。
v.吐露,泄露( divulge的过去式和过去分词 )
- He divulged nothing to him save the terrible handicap of being young. 他想不出个所以然来,只是想到自己年纪尚幼,极端不利。 来自辞典例句
- The spy divulged the secret plans to the enemy. 那名间谍把秘密计划泄漏给敌人。 来自辞典例句
adj.表现的,表达…的,富于表情的
- Black English can be more expressive than standard English.黑人所使用的英语可能比正式英语更有表现力。
- He had a mobile,expressive,animated face.他有一张多变的,富于表情的,生动活泼的脸。
n.混乱,紊乱,凌乱
- His personal life fell into disarray when his wife left him.妻子离去后,他的个人生活一片混乱。
- Our plans were thrown into disarray by the rail strike.铁路罢工打乱了我们的计划。
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。
adj.(指形象、思想、人物等)模式化的
- There is a sameness about all these tales. They're so stereotyped -- all about talented scholars and lovely ladies. 这些书就是一套子,左不过是些才子佳人,最没趣儿。
- He is the stereotyped monster of the horror films and the adventure books, and an obvious (though not perhaps strictly scientific) link with our ancestral past. 它们是恐怖电影和惊险小说中的老一套的怪物,并且与我们的祖先有着明显的(虽然可能没有科学的)联系。
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。
adj.迫切的,坚持的
- There was an insistent knock on my door.我听到一阵急促的敲门声。
- He is most insistent on this point.他在这点上很坚持。