-
(单词翻译:双击或拖选)
Tender Is the Night - Book Three
by F. Scott Fitzgerald
Chapter 5
Nicole went to the window and bent1 over the sill to take a look at the rising altercation2 on the terrace; the April sun shone pink on the saintly face of Augustine, the cook, and blue on the butcher's knife she waved in her drunken hand. She had been with them since their return to Villa3 Diana in February.
Because of an obstruction4 of an awning5 she could see only Dick's head and his hand holding one of his heavy canes7 with a bronze knob on it. The knife and the cane6, menacing each other, were like tripos and short sword in a gladiatorial combat. Dick's words reached her first:
"—care how much kitchen wine you drink but when I find you digging into a bottle of Chablis Moutonne—"
"You talk about drinking!" Augustine cried, flourishing her sabre. "You drink—all the time!"
Nicole called over the awning: "What's the matter, Dick?" and he answered in English:
"The old girl has been polishing off the vintage wines. I'm firing her—at least I'm trying to."
"Heavens! Well, don't let her reach you with that knife."
Augustine shook her knife up at Nicole. Her old mouth was made of two small intersecting cherries.
"I would like to say, Madame, if you knew that your husband drinks over at his Bastide comparatively as a day-laborer—"
In English Dick called up to Nicole:
"Get the children away from the house till I settle this."
"—disgusting Americans who come here and drink up our finest wines," screamed Augustine with the voice of the commune.
Dick mastered a firmer tone.
"You must leave now! I'll pay you what we owe you."
"Very sure you'll pay me! And let me tell you—" she came close and waved the knife so furiously that Dick raised his stick, whereupon she rushed into the kitchen and returned with the carving11 knife reinforced by a hatchet12.
The situation was not prepossessing—Augustine was a strong woman and could be disarmed13 only at the risk of serious results to herself—and severe legal complications which were the lot of one who molested14 a French citizen. Trying a bluff15 Dick called up to Nicole:
"Phone the poste de police." Then to Augustine, indicating her armament, "This means arrest for you."
"Ha-ha!" she laughed demoniacally; nevertheless she came no nearer. Nicole phoned the police but was answered with what was almost an echo of Augustine's laugh. She heard mumbles16 and passings of the word around—the connection was suddenly broken.
Returning to the window she called down to Dick: "Give her something extra!"
"If I could get to that phone!" As this seemed impracticable, Dick capitulated. For fifty francs, increased to a hundred as he succumbed17 to the idea of getting her out hastily, Augustine yielded her fortress18, covering the retreat with stormy grenades of "Salaud!" She would leave only when her nephew could come for her baggage. Waiting cautiously in the neighborhood of the kitchen Dick heard a cork19 pop, but he yielded the point. There was no further trouble—when the nephew arrived, all apologetic, Augustine bade Dick a cheerful, convivial20 good-by and called up "All revoir, Madame! Bonne chance!" to Nicole's window.
The Divers21 went to Nice and dined on a bouillabaisse, which is a stew22 of rock fish and small lobsters23, highly seasoned with saffron, and a bottle of cold Chablis. He expressed pity for Augustine.
"I'm not sorry a bit," said Nicole.
"I'm sorry—and yet I wish I'd shoved her over the cliff."
There was little they dared talk about in these days; seldom did they find the right word when it counted, it arrived always a moment too late when one could not reach the other any more. To-night Augustine's outburst had shaken them from their separate reveries; with the burn and chill of the spiced broth9 and the parching24 wine they talked.
"We can't go on like this," Nicole suggested. "Or can we?—what do you think?" Startled that for the moment Dick did not deny it, she continued, "Some of the time I think it's my fault—I've ruined you."
"So I'm ruined, am I?" he inquired pleasantly.
"I didn't mean that. But you used to want to create things—now you seem to want to smash them up."
She trembled at criticizing him in these broad terms—but his enlarging silence frightened her even more. She guessed that something was developing behind the silence, behind the hard, blue eyes, the almost unnatural26 interest in the children. Uncharacteristic bursts of temper surprised her—he would suddenly unroll a long scroll27 of contempt for some person, race, class, way of life, way of thinking. It was as though an incalculable story was telling itself inside him, about which she could only guess at in the moments when it broke through the surface.
"After all, what do you get out of this?" she demanded.
"Knowing you're stronger every day. Knowing that your illness follows the law of diminishing returns."
His voice came to her from far off, as though he were speaking of something remote and academic; her alarm made her exclaim, "Dick!" and she thrust her hand forward to his across the table. A reflex pulled Dick's hand back and he added: "There's the whole situation to think of, isn't there? There's not just you." He covered her hand with his and said in the old pleasant voice of a conspirator28 for pleasure, mischief29, profit, and delight:
"See that boat out there?"
It was the motor yacht of T. F. Golding lying placid30 among the little swells31 of the Nicean Bay, constantly bound upon a romantic voyage that was not dependent upon actual motion. "We'll go out there now and ask the people on board what's the matter with them. We'll find out if they're happy."
"We hardly know him," Nicole objected.
"He urged us. Besides, Baby knows him—she practically married him, doesn't she—didn't she?"
When they put out from the port in a hired launch it was already summer dusk and lights were breaking out in spasms32 along the rigging of the Margin33. As they drew up alongside, Nicole's doubts reasserted themselves.
"He's having a party—"
"It's only a radio," he guessed.
They were hailed—a huge white-haired man in a white suit looked down at them, calling:
"Do I recognize the Divers?"
"Boat ahoy, Margin!"
Their boat moved under the companionway; as they mounted Golding doubled his huge frame to give Nicole a hand.
"Just in time for dinner."
A small orchestra was playing astern.
"I'm yours for the asking—but till then you can't ask me to behave—"
And as Golding's cyclonic34 arms blew them aft without touching35 them, Nicole was sorrier they had come, and more impatient at Dick. Having taken up an attitude of aloofness36 from the gay people here, at the time when Dick's work and her health were incompatible37 with going about, they had a reputation as refusers. Riviera replacements38 during the ensuing years interpreted this as a vague unpopularity. Nevertheless, having taken such a stand, Nicole felt it should not be cheaply compromised for a momentary39 self-indulgence.
As they passed through the principal salon40 they saw ahead of them figures that seemed to dance in the half light of the circular stern. This was an illusion made by the enchantment41 of the music, the unfamiliar42 lighting43, and the surrounding presence of water. Actually, save for some busy stewards44, the guests loafed on a wide divan45 that followed the curve of the deck. There were a white, a red, a blurred46 dress, the laundered47 chests of several men, of whom one, detaching and identifying himself, brought from Nicole a rare little cry of delight.
"Tommy!"
Brushing aside the Gallicism of his formal dip at her hand, Nicole pressed her face against his. They sat, or rather lay down together on the Antoninian bench. His handsome face was so dark as to have lost the pleasantness of deep tan, without attaining48 the blue beauty of Negroes—it was just worn leather. The foreignness of his depigmentation by unknown suns, his nourishment49 by strange soils, his tongue awkward with the curl of many dialects, his reactions attuned50 to odd alarms—these things fascinated and rested Nicole—in the moment of meeting she lay on his bosom51, spiritually, going out and out… . Then self-preservation reasserted itself and retiring to her own world she spoke52 lightly.
"You look just like all the adventurers in the movies—but why do you have to stay away so long?"
Tommy Barban looked at her, uncomprehending but alert; the pupils of his eyes flashed.
"Five years," she continued, in throaty mimicry53 of nothing. "Much too long. Couldn't you only slaughter54 a certain number of creatures and then come back, and breathe our air for a while?"
In her cherished presence Tommy Europeanized himself quickly.
"Mais pour nous héros," he said, "il nous faut du temps, Nicole. Nous ne pouvons pas faire de petits exercises d'héroisme—il faut faire les grandes compositions."
"Talk English to me, Tommy."
"Parlez français avec moi, Nicole."
"But the meanings are different—in French you can be heroic and gallant55 with dignity, and you know it. But in English you can't be heroic and gallant without being a little absurd, and you know that too. That gives me an advantage."
"I only know what I see in the cinema," he said.
"Is it all like the movies?"
"The movies aren't so bad—now this Ronald Colman—have you seen his pictures about the Corps d'Afrique du Nord? They're not bad at all."
"Very well, whenever I go to the movies I'll know you're going through just that sort of thing at that moment."
As she spoke, Nicole was aware of a small, pale, pretty young woman with lovely metallic59 hair, almost green in the deck lights, who had been sitting on the other side of Tommy and might have been part either of their conversation or of the one next to them. She had obviously had a monopoly of Tommy, for now she abandoned hope of his attention with what was once called ill grace, and petulantly60 crossed the crescent of the deck.
"After all, I am a hero," Tommy said calmly, only half joking. "I have ferocious61 courage, usually, something like a lion, something like a drunken man."
Nicole waited until the echo of his boast had died away in his mind—she knew he had probably never made such a statement before. Then she looked among the strangers, and found as usual, the fierce neurotics62, pretending calm, liking63 the country only in horror of the city, of the sound of their own voices which had set the tone and pitch… . She asked:
"Who is the woman in white?"
"The one who was beside me? Lady Caroline Sibly-Biers."—They listened for a moment to her voice across the way:
"The man's a scoundrel, but he's a cat of the stripe. We sat up all night playing two-handed chemin-de-fer, and he owes me a mille Swiss."
Tommy laughed and said: "She is now the wickedest woman in London—whenever I come back to Europe there is a new crop of the wickedest women from London. She's the very latest—though I believe there is now one other who's considered almost as wicked."
Nicole glanced again at the woman across the deck—she was fragile, tubercular—it was incredible that such narrow shoulders, such puny64 arms could bear aloft the pennon of decadence65, last ensign of the fading empire. Her resemblance was rather to one of John Held's flat-chested flappers than to the hierarchy66 of tall languid blondes who had posed for painters and novelists since before the war.
Golding approached, fighting down the resonance67 of his huge bulk, which transmitted his will as through a gargantuan68 amplifier, and Nicole, still reluctant, yielded to his reiterated69 points: that the Margin was starting for Cannes immediately after dinner; that they could always pack in some caviare and champagne70, even though they had dined; that in any case Dick was now on the phone, telling their chauffeur71 in Nice to drive their car back to Cannes and leave it in front of the Café des Alliées where the Divers could retrieve72 it.
They moved into the dining salon and Dick was placed next to Lady Sibly-Biers. Nicole saw that his usually ruddy face was drained of blood; he talked in a dogmatic voice, of which only snatches reached Nicole:
"… It's all right for you English, you're doing a dance of death… . Sepoys in the ruined fort, I mean Sepoys at the gate and gaiety in the fort and all that. The green hat, the crushed hat, no future."
Lady Caroline answered him in short sentences spotted73 with the terminal "What?" the double-edged "Quite!" the depressing "Cheerio!" that always had a connotation of imminent74 peril75, but Dick appeared oblivious76 to the warning signals. Suddenly he made a particularly vehement77 pronouncement, the purport78 of which eluded79 Nicole, but she saw the young woman turn dark and sinewy80, and heard her answer sharply:
"After all a chep's a chep and a chum's a chum."
Again he had offended some one—couldn't he hold his tongue a little longer? How long? To death then.
At the piano, a fair-haired young Scotsman from the orchestra (entitled by its drum "The Ragtime81 College Jazzes of Edinboro") had begun singing in a Danny Deever monotone, accompanying himself with low chords on the piano. He pronounced his words with great precision, as though they impressed him almost intolerably.
"There was a young lady from hell,
Who jumped at the sound of a bell,
Because she was bad—bad—bad,
She jumped at the sound of a bell,
From hell (BOOMBOOM)
From hell (TOOTTOOT)
There was a young lady from hell—"
"What is all this?" whispered Tommy to Nicole.
The girl on the other side of him supplied the answer:
"Caroline Sibly-Biers wrote the words. He wrote the music."
"Quelle enfanterie!" Tommy murmured as the next verse began, hinting at the jumpy lady's further predilections82. "On dirait qu'il récite Racine!"
On the surface at least, Lady Caroline was paying no attention to the performance of her work. Glancing at her again Nicole found herself impressed, neither with the character nor the personality, but with the sheer strength derived83 from an attitude; Nicole thought that she was formidable, and she was confirmed in this point of view as the party rose from table. Dick remained in his seat wearing an odd expression; then he crashed into words with a harsh ineptness84.
Already half-way out of the room Lady Caroline turned and walked back to him; she spoke in a low clipped voice purposely audible to the whole company.
"You came to me asking for it—disparaging88 my countrymen, disparaging my friend, Mary Minghetti. I simply said you were observed associating with a questionable89 crowd in Lausanne. Is that a deafening whisper? Or does it simply deafen86 you?"
"It's still not loud enough," said Dick, a little too late. "So I am actually a notorious—"
Golding crushed out the phrase with his voice saying:
"What! What!" and moved his guests on out, with the threat of his powerful body. Turning the corner of the door Nicole saw that Dick was still sitting at the table. She was furious at the woman for her preposterous90 statement, equally furious at Dick for having brought them here, for having become fuddled, for having untipped the capped barbs91 of his irony92, for having come off humiliated—she was a little more annoyed because she knew that her taking possession of Tommy Barban on their arrival had first irritated the Englishwoman.
A moment later she saw Dick standing93 in the gangway, apparently94 in complete control of himself as he talked with Golding; then for half an hour she did not see him anywhere about the deck and she broke out of an intricate Malay game, played with string and coffee beans, and said to Tommy:
"I've got to find Dick."
Since dinner the yacht had been in motion westward95. The fine night streamed away on either side, the Diesel96 engines pounded softly, there was a spring wind that blew Nicole's hair abruptly97 when she reached the bow, and she had a sharp lesion of anxiety at seeing Dick standing in the angle by the flagstaff. His voice was serene98 as he recognized her.
"It's a nice night."
"I was worried."
"Oh, you were worried?"
"Oh, don't talk that way. It would give me so much pleasure to think of a little something I could do for you, Dick."
He turned away from her, toward the veil of starlight over Africa.
"I believe that's true, Nicole. And sometimes I believe that the littler it was, the more pleasure it would give you."
"Don't talk like that—don't say such things."
His face, wan25 in the light that the white spray caught and tossed back to the brilliant sky had none of the lines of annoyance99 she had expected. It was even detached; his eyes focussed upon her gradually as upon a chessman to be moved; in the same slow manner he caught her wrist and drew her near.
Cold with terror she put her other wrist into his grip. All right, she would go with him—again she felt the beauty of the night vividly101 in one moment of complete response and abnegation—all right, then—
—but now she was unexpectedly free and Dick turned his back sighing. "Tch! tch!"
Tears streamed down Nicole's face—in a moment she heard some one approaching; it was Tommy.
"You found him! Nicole thought maybe you jumped overboard, Dick," he said, "because that little English poule slanged you."
"It'd be a good setting to jump overboard," said Dick mildly.
"Wouldn't it?" agreed Nicole hastily. "Let's borrow life-preservers and jump over. I think we should do something spectacular. I feel that all our lives have been too restrained."
Tommy sniffed102 from one to the other trying to breathe in the situation with the night. "We'll go ask the Lady Beer-and-Ale what to do—she should know the latest things. And we should memorize her song 'There was a young lady from l'enfer.' I shall translate it, and make a fortune from its success at the Casino."
"Not as things go now. I got tired of the brokerage business and went away. But I have good stocks in the hands of friends who are holding it for me. All goes well."
"Dick's getting rich," Nicole said. In reaction her voice had begun to tremble.
On the after deck Golding had fanned three pairs of dancers into action with his colossal104 paws. Nicole and Tommy joined them and Tommy remarked: "Dick seems to be drinking."
"Only moderately," she said loyally.
"There are those who can drink and those who can't. Obviously Dick can't. You ought to tell him not to."
But in a reticent106 way Dick was still vague and sleepy when they reached the pier107 at Cannes. Golding buoyed108 him down into the launch of the Margin whereupon Lady Caroline shifted her place conspicuously109. On the dock he bowed good-by with exaggerated formality, and for a moment he seemed about to speed her with a salty epigram, but the bone of Tommy's arm went into the soft part of his and they walked to the attendant car.
"I'll drive you home," Tommy suggested.
"Don't bother—we can get a cab."
"I'd like to, if you can put me up."
On the back seat of the car Dick remained quiescent110 until the yellow monolith of Golfe Juan was passed, and then the constant carnival111 at Juan les Pins where the night was musical and strident in many languages. When the car turned up the hill toward Tarmes, he sat up suddenly, prompted by the tilt112 of the vehicle and delivered a peroration113:
点击
收听单词发音
收听单词发音 |
1
bent
|
|
| n.爱好，癖好；adj.弯的；决心的，一心的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
2
altercation
|
|
| n.争吵，争论 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
3
villa
|
|
| n.别墅，城郊小屋 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
4
obstruction
|
|
| n.阻塞，堵塞；障碍物 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
5
awning
|
|
| n.遮阳篷；雨篷 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
6
cane
|
|
| n.手杖，细长的茎，藤条；v.以杖击，以藤编制的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
7
canes
|
|
| n.（某些植物，如竹或甘蔗的）茎( cane的名词复数 )；（用于制作家具等的）竹竿；竹杖 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
8
gendarmes
|
|
| n.宪兵，警官( gendarme的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
9
broth
|
|
| n.原(汁)汤(鱼汤、肉汤、菜汤等) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
10
corps
|
|
| n.(通信等兵种的)部队；(同类作的)一组 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
11
carving
|
|
| n.雕刻品，雕花 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
12
hatchet
|
|
| n.短柄小斧；v.扼杀 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
13
disarmed
|
|
| v.裁军( disarm的过去式和过去分词 )；使息怒 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
14
molested
|
|
| v.骚扰( molest的过去式和过去分词 )；干扰；调戏；猥亵 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
15
bluff
|
|
| v.虚张声势，用假象骗人；n.虚张声势，欺骗 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
16
mumbles
|
|
| 含糊的话或声音，咕哝( mumble的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
17
succumbed
|
|
| 不再抵抗（诱惑、疾病、攻击等）( succumb的过去式和过去分词 )； 屈从； 被压垮； 死 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
18
fortress
|
|
| n.堡垒，防御工事 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
19
cork
|
|
| n.软木，软木塞 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
20
convivial
|
|
| adj.狂欢的，欢乐的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
21
divers
|
|
| adj.不同的；种种的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
22
stew
|
|
| n.炖汤，焖，烦恼；v.炖汤，焖，忧虑 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
23
lobsters
|
|
| 龙虾( lobster的名词复数 )； 龙虾肉 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
24
parching
|
|
| adj.烘烤似的，焦干似的v.（使）焦干， （使）干透( parch的现在分词 )；使（某人）极口渴 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
25
wan
|
|
| (wide area network)广域网 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
26
unnatural
|
|
| adj.不自然的；反常的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
27
scroll
|
|
| n.卷轴，纸卷；(石刻上的)漩涡 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
28
conspirator
|
|
| n.阴谋者，谋叛者 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
29
mischief
|
|
| n.损害，伤害，危害；恶作剧，捣蛋，胡闹 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
30
placid
|
|
| adj.安静的，平和的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
31
swells
|
|
| 增强( swell的第三人称单数 )； 肿胀； （使）凸出； 充满（激情） | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
32
spasms
|
|
| n.痉挛( spasm的名词复数 )；抽搐；（能量、行为等的）突发；发作 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
33
margin
|
|
| n.页边空白；差额；余地，余裕；边，边缘 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
34
cyclonic
|
|
| adj.气旋的，飓风的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
35
touching
|
|
| adj.动人的，使人感伤的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
36
aloofness
|
|
| 超然态度 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
37
incompatible
|
|
| adj.不相容的，不协调的，不相配的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
38
replacements
|
|
| n.代替( replacement的名词复数 )；替换的人[物]；替代品；归还 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
39
momentary
|
|
| adj.片刻的，瞬息的；短暂的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
40
salon
|
|
| n.[法]沙龙；客厅；营业性的高级服务室 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
41
enchantment
|
|
| n.迷惑，妖术，魅力 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
42
unfamiliar
|
|
| adj.陌生的，不熟悉的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
43
lighting
|
|
| n.照明，光线的明暗，舞台灯光 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
44
stewards
|
|
| （轮船、飞机等的）乘务员( steward的名词复数 )； （俱乐部、旅馆、工会等的）管理员； （大型活动的）组织者； （私人家中的）管家 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
45
divan
|
|
| n.长沙发；（波斯或其他东方诗人的）诗集 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
46
blurred
|
|
| v.（使）变模糊( blur的过去式和过去分词 )；（使）难以区分；模模糊糊；迷离 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
47
laundered
|
|
| v.洗（衣服等），洗烫（衣服等）( launder的过去式和过去分词 )；洗（黑钱）（把非法收入改头换面，变为貌似合法的收入） | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
48
attaining
|
|
| （通常经过努力）实现( attain的现在分词 )； 达到； 获得； 达到（某年龄、水平、状况） | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
49
nourishment
|
|
| n.食物，营养品；营养情况 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
50
attuned
|
|
| v.使协调( attune的过去式和过去分词 )；调音 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
51
bosom
|
|
| n.胸，胸部；胸怀；内心；adj.亲密的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
52
spoke
|
|
| 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 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
53
mimicry
|
|
| n.（生物）拟态，模仿 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
54
slaughter
|
|
| n.屠杀，屠宰；vt.屠杀，宰杀 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
55
gallant
|
|
| adj.英勇的，豪侠的；(向女人)献殷勤的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
56
chuckled
|
|
| 轻声地笑( chuckle的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
57
groggy
|
|
| adj.体弱的；不稳的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
58
abashed
|
|
| adj.窘迫的，尴尬的v.使羞愧，使局促，使窘迫( abash的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
59
metallic
|
|
| adj.金属的；金属制的；含金属的；产金属的；像金属的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
60
petulantly
|
|
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
61
ferocious
|
|
| adj.凶猛的，残暴的，极度的，十分强烈的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
62
neurotics
|
|
| n.神经官能症的( neurotic的名词复数 )；神经质的；神经过敏的；极为焦虑的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
63
liking
|
|
| n.爱好；嗜好；喜欢 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
64
puny
|
|
| adj.微不足道的，弱小的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
65
decadence
|
|
| n.衰落，颓废 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
66
hierarchy
|
|
| n.等级制度；统治集团，领导层 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
67
resonance
|
|
| n.洪亮；共鸣；共振 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
68
gargantuan
|
|
| adj.巨大的，庞大的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
69
reiterated
|
|
| 反复地说，重申( reiterate的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
70
champagne
|
|
| n.香槟酒；微黄色 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
71
chauffeur
|
|
| n.(受雇于私人或公司的)司机；v.为…开车 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
72
retrieve
|
|
| vt.重新得到，收回；挽回，补救；检索 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
73
spotted
|
|
| adj.有斑点的，斑纹的，弄污了的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
74
imminent
|
|
| adj.即将发生的，临近的，逼近的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
75
peril
|
|
| n.(严重的)危险；危险的事物 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
76
oblivious
|
|
| adj.易忘的，遗忘的，忘却的，健忘的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
77
vehement
|
|
| adj.感情强烈的；热烈的；(人)有强烈感情的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
78
purport
|
|
| n.意义，要旨，大要；v.意味著，做为...要旨，要领是... | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
79
eluded
|
|
| v.（尤指机敏地）避开( elude的过去式和过去分词 )；逃避；躲避；使达不到 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
80
sinewy
|
|
| adj.多腱的，强壮有力的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
81
ragtime
|
|
| n.拉格泰姆音乐 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
82
predilections
|
|
| n.偏爱，偏好，嗜好( predilection的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
83
derived
|
|
| vi.起源；由来；衍生；导出v.得到( derive的过去式和过去分词 )；（从…中）得到获得；源于；（从…中）提取 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
84
ineptness
|
|
| n.荒谬，拙劣 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
85
innuendo
|
|
| n.暗指，讽刺 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
86
deafen
|
|
| vt.震耳欲聋；使听不清楚 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
87
deafening
|
|
| adj. 振耳欲聋的, 极喧闹的 动词deafen的现在分词形式 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
88
disparaging
|
|
| adj.轻蔑的，毁谤的v.轻视( disparage的现在分词 )；贬低；批评；非难 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
89
questionable
|
|
| adj.可疑的，有问题的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
90
preposterous
|
|
| adj.荒谬的，可笑的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
91
barbs
|
|
| n.（箭头、鱼钩等的）倒钩( barb的名词复数 )；带刺的话；毕露的锋芒；钩状毛 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
92
irony
|
|
| n.反语，冷嘲；具有讽刺意味的事，嘲弄 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
93
standing
|
|
| n.持续，地位；adj.永久的，不动的，直立的，不流动的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
94
apparently
|
|
| adv.显然地；表面上，似乎 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
95
westward
|
|
| n.西方，西部；adj.西方的，向西的；adv.向西 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
96
diesel
|
|
| n.柴油发动机，内燃机 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
97
abruptly
|
|
| adv.突然地，出其不意地 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
98
serene
|
|
| adj. 安详的，宁静的，平静的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
99
annoyance
|
|
| n.恼怒，生气，烦恼 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
100
blandly
|
|
| adv.温和地，殷勤地 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
101
vividly
|
|
| adv.清楚地，鲜明地，生动地 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
102
sniffed
|
|
| v.以鼻吸气，嗅，闻( sniff的过去式和过去分词 )；抽鼻子（尤指哭泣、患感冒等时出声地用鼻子吸气）；抱怨，不以为然地说 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
103
retraced
|
|
| v.折回( retrace的过去式和过去分词 )；回忆；回顾；追溯 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
104
colossal
|
|
| adj.异常的，庞大的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
105
amazement
|
|
| n.惊奇，惊讶 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
106
reticent
|
|
| adj.沉默寡言的；言不如意的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
107
pier
|
|
| n.码头；桥墩，桥柱；[建]窗间壁，支柱 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
108
buoyed
|
|
| v.使浮起( buoy的过去式和过去分词 )；支持；为…设浮标；振奋…的精神 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
109
conspicuously
|
|
| ad.明显地，惹人注目地 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
110
quiescent
|
|
| adj.静止的，不活动的，寂静的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
111
carnival
|
|
| n.嘉年华会，狂欢，狂欢节，巡回表演 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
112
tilt
|
|
| v.(使)倾侧；(使)倾斜；n.倾侧；倾斜 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
113
peroration
|
|
| n.（演说等之）结论 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
114
addled
|
|
| adj.（头脑）糊涂的，愚蠢的；（指蛋类）变坏v.使糊涂( addle的过去式和过去分词 )；使混乱；使腐臭；使变质 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
115
appeased
|
|
| 安抚，抚慰( appease的过去式和过去分词 )； 绥靖（满足另一国的要求以避免战争） | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
116
belching
|
|
| n. 喷出，打嗝 动词belch的现在分词形式 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
117
contentedly
|
|
| adv.心满意足地 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
购买
在百度中搜索