I found that we were to have a great many passengers, including a more than usual number of ladies. On the list were several of my acquaintances, and among other names, I was rejoiced to see that of Mr. Cornelius Wyatt, a young artist, for whom I entertained feelings of warm friendship. He had been with me a fellow-student at C— University, where we were very much together. He had the ordinary temperament2 of genius, and was a compound of misanthropy, sensibility, and enthusiasm. To these qualities he united the warmest and truest heart which ever beat in a human bosom3.
I observed that his name was carded upon three state-rooms; and, upon again referring to the list of passengers, I found that he had engaged passage for himself, wife, and two sisters — his own. The state-rooms were sufficiently4 roomy, and each had two berths5, one above the other. These berths, to be sure, were so exceedingly narrow as to be insufficient7 for more than one person; still, I could not comprehend why there were three state-rooms for these four persons. I was, just at that epoch8, in one of those moody9 frames of mind which make a man abnormally inquisitive10 about trifles: and I confess, with shame, that I busied myself in a variety of ill-bred and preposterous11 conjectures12 about this matter of the supernumerary state-room. It was no business of mine, to be sure, but with none the less pertinacity13 did I occupy myself in attempts to resolve the enigma14. At last I reached a conclusion which wrought15 in me great wonder why I had not arrived at it before. “It is a servant of course,” I said; “what a fool I am, not sooner to have thought of so obvious a solution!” And then I again repaired to the list — but here I saw distinctly that no servant was to come with the party, although, in fact, it had been the original design to bring one — for the words “and servant” had been first written and then overscored. “Oh, extra baggage, to be sure,” I now said to myself —“something he wishes not to be put in the hold — something to be kept under his own eye — ah, I have it — a painting or so — and this is what he has been bargaining about with Nicolino, the Italian Jew.” This idea satisfied me, and I dismissed my curiosity for the nonce.
Wyatt’s two sisters I knew very well, and most amiable16 and clever girls they were. His wife he had newly married, and I had never yet seen her. He had often talked about her in my presence, however, and in his usual style of enthusiasm. He described her as of surpassing beauty, wit, and accomplishment17. I was, therefore, quite anxious to make her acquaintance.
On the day in which I visited the ship (the fourteenth), Wyatt and party were also to visit it — so the captain informed me — and I waited on board an hour longer than I had designed, in hope of being presented to the bride, but then an apology came. “Mrs. W. was a little indisposed, and would decline coming on board until to-morrow, at the hour of sailing.”
The morrow having arrived, I was going from my hotel to the wharf18, when Captain Hardy met me and said that, “owing to circumstances” (a stupid but convenient phrase), “he rather thought the ‘Independence’ would not sail for a day or two, and that when all was ready, he would send up and let me know.” This I thought strange, for there was a stiff southerly breeze; but as “the circumstances” were not forthcoming, although I pumped for them with much perseverance19, I had nothing to do but to return home and digest my impatience20 at leisure.
I did not receive the expected message from the captain for nearly a week. It came at length, however, and I immediately went on board. The ship was crowded with passengers, and every thing was in the bustle21 attendant upon making sail. Wyatt’s party arrived in about ten minutes after myself. There were the two sisters, the bride, and the artist — the latter in one of his customary fits of moody misanthropy. I was too well used to these, however, to pay them any special attention. He did not even introduce me to his wife — this courtesy devolving, per force, upon his sister Marian — a very sweet and intelligent girl, who, in a few hurried words, made us acquainted.
Mrs. Wyatt had been closely veiled; and when she raised her veil, in acknowledging my bow, I confess that I was very profoundly astonished. I should have been much more so, however, had not long experience advised me not to trust, with too implicit22 a reliance, the enthusiastic descriptions of my friend, the artist, when indulging in comments upon the loveliness of woman. When beauty was the theme, I well knew with what facility he soared into the regions of the purely23 ideal.
The truth is, I could not help regarding Mrs. Wyatt as a decidedly plain-looking woman. If not positively24 ugly, she was not, I think, very far from it. She was dressed, however, in exquisite25 taste — and then I had no doubt that she had captivated my friend’s heart by the more enduring graces of the intellect and soul. She said very few words, and passed at once into her state-room with Mr. W.
My old inquisitiveness26 now returned. There was no servant — that was a settled point. I looked, therefore, for the extra baggage. After some delay, a cart arrived at the wharf, with an oblong pine box, which was every thing that seemed to be expected. Immediately upon its arrival we made sail, and in a short time were safely over the bar and standing27 out to sea.
The box in question was, as I say, oblong. It was about six feet in length by two and a half in breadth; I observed it attentively28, and like to be precise. Now this shape was peculiar29; and no sooner had I seen it, than I took credit to myself for the accuracy of my guessing. I had reached the conclusion, it will be remembered, that the extra baggage of my friend, the artist, would prove to be pictures, or at least a picture; for I knew he had been for several weeks in conference with Nicolino:— and now here was a box, which, from its shape, could possibly contain nothing in the world but a copy of Leonardo’s “Last Supper;” and a copy of this very “Last Supper,” done by Rubini the younger, at Florence, I had known, for some time, to be in the possession of Nicolino. This point, therefore, I considered as sufficiently settled. I chuckled30 excessively when I thought of my acumen31. It was the first time I had ever known Wyatt to keep from me any of his artistical secrets; but here he evidently intended to steal a march upon me, and smuggle33 a fine picture to New York, under my very nose; expecting me to know nothing of the matter. I resolved to quiz him well, now and hereafter.
One thing, however, annoyed me not a little. The box did not go into the extra state-room. It was deposited in Wyatt’s own; and there, too, it remained, occupying very nearly the whole of the floor — no doubt to the exceeding discomfort34 of the artist and his wife; — this the more especially as the tar35 or paint with which it was lettered in sprawling36 capitals, emitted a strong, disagreeable, and, to my fancy, a peculiarly disgusting odor. On the lid were painted the words —“Mrs. Adelaide Curtis, Albany, New York. Charge of Cornelius Wyatt, Esq. This side up. To be handled with care.”
Now, I was aware that Mrs. Adelaide Curtis, of Albany, was the artist’s wife’s mother — but then I looked upon the whole address as a mystification, intended especially for myself. I made up my mind, of course, that the box and contents would never get farther north than the studio of my misanthropic37 friend, in Chambers38 Street, New York.
For the first three or four days we had fine weather, although the wind was dead ahead; having chopped round to the northward39, immediately upon our losing sight of the coast. The passengers were, consequently, in high spirits and disposed to be social. I must except, however, Wyatt and his sisters, who behaved stiffly, and, I could not help thinking, uncourteously to the rest of the party. Wyatt’s conduct I did not so much regard. He was gloomy, even beyond his usual habit — in fact he was morose40 — but in him I was prepared for eccentricity41. For the sisters, however, I could make no excuse. They secluded42 themselves in their staterooms during the greater part of the passage, and absolutely refused, although I repeatedly urged them, to hold communication with any person on board.
Mrs. Wyatt herself was far more agreeable. That is to say, she was chatty; and to be chatty is no slight recommendation at sea. She became excessively intimate with most of the ladies; and, to my profound astonishment43, evinced no equivocal disposition44 to coquet with the men. She amused us all very much. I say “amused”— and scarcely know how to explain myself. The truth is, I soon found that Mrs. W. was far oftener laughed at than with. The gentlemen said little about her; but the ladies, in a little while, pronounced her “a good-hearted thing, rather indifferent looking, totally uneducated, and decidedly vulgar.” The great wonder was, how Wyatt had been entrapped45 into such a match. Wealth was the general solution — but this I knew to be no solution at all; for Wyatt had told me that she neither brought him a dollar nor had any expectations from any source whatever. “He had married,” he said, “for love, and for love only; and his bride was far more than worthy46 of his love.” When I thought of these expressions, on the part of my friend, I confess that I felt indescribably puzzled. Could it be possible that he was taking leave of his senses? What else could I think? He, so refined, so intellectual, so fastidious, with so exquisite a perception of the faulty, and so keen an appreciation47 of the beautiful! To be sure, the lady seemed especially fond of him — particularly so in his absence — when she made herself ridiculous by frequent quotations48 of what had been said by her “beloved husband, Mr. Wyatt.” The word “husband” seemed forever — to use one of her own delicate expressions — forever “on the tip of her tongue.” In the meantime, it was observed by all on board, that he avoided her in the most pointed49 manner, and, for the most part, shut himself up alone in his state-room, where, in fact, he might have been said to live altogether, leaving his wife at full liberty to amuse herself as she thought best, in the public society of the main cabin.
My conclusion, from what I saw and heard, was, that, the artist, by some unaccountable freak of fate, or perhaps in some fit of enthusiastic and fanciful passion, had been induced to unite himself with a person altogether beneath him, and that the natural result, entire and speedy disgust, had ensued. I pitied him from the bottom of my heart — but could not, for that reason, quite forgive his incommunicativeness in the matter of the “Last Supper.” For this I resolved to have my revenge.
One day he came upon deck, and, taking his arm as had been my wont50, I sauntered with him backward and forward. His gloom, however (which I considered quite natural under the circumstances), seemed entirely51 unabated. He said little, and that moodily52, and with evident effort. I ventured a jest or two, and he made a sickening attempt at a smile. Poor fellow! — as I thought of his wife, I wondered that he could have heart to put on even the semblance53 of mirth. I determined54 to commence a series of covert55 insinuations, or innuendoes56, about the oblong box — just to let him perceive, gradually, that I was not altogether the butt57, or victim, of his little bit of pleasant mystification. My first observation was by way of opening a masked battery. I said something about the “peculiar shape of that box-,” and, as I spoke58 the words, I smiled knowingly, winked59, and touched him gently with my forefinger60 in the ribs61.
The manner in which Wyatt received this harmless pleasantry convinced me, at once, that he was mad. At first he stared at me as if he found it impossible to comprehend the witticism62 of my remark; but as its point seemed slowly to make its way into his brain, his eyes, in the same proportion, seemed protruding63 from their sockets64. Then he grew very red — then hideously65 pale — then, as if highly amused with what I had insinuated66, he began a loud and boisterous67 laugh, which, to my astonishment, he kept up, with gradually increasing vigor68, for ten minutes or more. In conclusion, he fell flat and heavily upon the deck. When I ran to uplift him, to all appearance he was dead.
I called assistance, and, with much difficulty, we brought him to himself. Upon reviving he spoke incoherently for some time. At length we bled him and put him to bed. The next morning he was quite recovered, so far as regarded his mere69 bodily health. Of his mind I say nothing, of course. I avoided him during the rest of the passage, by advice of the captain, who seemed to coincide with me altogether in my views of his insanity70, but cautioned me to say nothing on this head to any person on board.
Several circumstances occurred immediately after this fit of Wyatt which contributed to heighten the curiosity with which I was already possessed71. Among other things, this: I had been nervous — drank too much strong green tea, and slept ill at night — in fact, for two nights I could not be properly said to sleep at all. Now, my state-room opened into the main cabin, or dining-room, as did those of all the single men on board. Wyatt’s three rooms were in the after-cabin, which was separated from the main one by a slight sliding door, never locked even at night. As we were almost constantly on a wind, and the breeze was not a little stiff, the ship heeled to leeward72 very considerably73; and whenever her starboard side was to leeward, the sliding door between the cabins slid open, and so remained, nobody taking the trouble to get up and shut it. But my berth6 was in such a position, that when my own state-room door was open, as well as the sliding door in question (and my own door was always open on account of the heat,) I could see into the after-cabin quite distinctly, and just at that portion of it, too, where were situated74 the state-rooms of Mr. Wyatt. Well, during two nights (not consecutive) while I lay awake, I clearly saw Mrs. W., about eleven o’clock upon each night, steal cautiously from the state-room of Mr. W., and enter the extra room, where she remained until daybreak, when she was called by her husband and went back. That they were virtually separated was clear. They had separate apartments — no doubt in contemplation of a more permanent divorce; and here, after all I thought was the mystery of the extra state-room.
There was another circumstance, too, which interested me much. During the two wakeful nights in question, and immediately after the disappearance75 of Mrs. Wyatt into the extra state-room, I was attracted by certain singular cautious, subdued76 noises in that of her husband. After listening to them for some time, with thoughtful attention, I at length succeeded perfectly77 in translating their import. They were sounds occasioned by the artist in prying78 open the oblong box, by means of a chisel79 and mallet80 — the latter being apparently81 muffled82, or deadened, by some soft woollen or cotton substance in which its head was enveloped83.
In this manner I fancied I could distinguish the precise moment when he fairly disengaged the lid — also, that I could determine when he removed it altogether, and when he deposited it upon the lower berth in his room; this latter point I knew, for example, by certain slight taps which the lid made in striking against the wooden edges of the berth, as he endeavored to lay it down very gently — there being no room for it on the floor. After this there was a dead stillness, and I heard nothing more, upon either occasion, until nearly daybreak; unless, perhaps, I may mention a low sobbing85, or murmuring sound, so very much suppressed as to be nearly inaudible — if, indeed, the whole of this latter noise were not rather produced by my own imagination. I say it seemed to resemble sobbing or sighing — but, of course, it could not have been either. I rather think it was a ringing in my own ears. Mr. Wyatt, no doubt, according to custom, was merely giving the rein86 to one of his hobbies — indulging in one of his fits of artistic32 enthusiasm. He had opened his oblong box, in order to feast his eyes on the pictorial87 treasure within. There was nothing in this, however, to make him sob84. I repeat, therefore, that it must have been simply a freak of my own fancy, distempered by good Captain Hardy’s green tea. just before dawn, on each of the two nights of which I speak, I distinctly heard Mr. Wyatt replace the lid upon the oblong box, and force the nails into their old places by means of the muffled mallet. Having done this, he issued from his state-room, fully88 dressed, and proceeded to call Mrs. W. from hers.
We had been at sea seven days, and were now off Cape89 Hatteras, when there came a tremendously heavy blow from the southwest. We were, in a measure, prepared for it, however, as the weather had been holding out threats for some time. Every thing was made snug90, alow and aloft; and as the wind steadily91 freshened, we lay to, at length, under spanker and foretopsail, both double-reefed.
In this trim we rode safely enough for forty-eight hours — the ship proving herself an excellent sea-boat in many respects, and shipping92 no water of any consequence. At the end of this period, however, the gale93 had freshened into a hurricane, and our after — sail split into ribbons, bringing us so much in the trough of the water that we shipped several prodigious94 seas, one immediately after the other. By this accident we lost three men overboard with the caboose, and nearly the whole of the larboard bulwarks95. Scarcely had we recovered our senses, before the foretopsail went into shreds96, when we got up a storm stay — sail and with this did pretty well for some hours, the ship heading the sea much more steadily than before.
The gale still held on, however, and we saw no signs of its abating97. The rigging was found to be ill-fitted, and greatly strained; and on the third day of the blow, about five in the afternoon, our mizzen-mast, in a heavy lurch98 to windward, went by the board. For an hour or more, we tried in vain to get rid of it, on account of the prodigious rolling of the ship; and, before we had succeeded, the carpenter came aft and announced four feet of water in the hold. To add to our dilemma99, we found the pumps choked and nearly useless.
All was now confusion and despair — but an effort was made to lighten the ship by throwing overboard as much of her cargo100 as could be reached, and by cutting away the two masts that remained. This we at last accomplished101 — but we were still unable to do any thing at the pumps; and, in the meantime, the leak gained on us very fast.
At sundown, the gale had sensibly diminished in violence, and as the sea went down with it, we still entertained faint hopes of saving ourselves in the boats. At eight P. M., the clouds broke away to windward, and we had the advantage of a full moon — a piece of good fortune which served wonderfully to cheer our drooping102 spirits.
After incredible labor103 we succeeded, at length, in getting the longboat over the side without material accident, and into this we crowded the whole of the crew and most of the passengers. This party made off immediately, and, after undergoing much suffering, finally arrived, in safety, at Ocracoke Inlet, on the third day after the wreck104.
Fourteen passengers, with the captain, remained on board, resolving to trust their fortunes to the jolly-boat at the stern. We lowered it without difficulty, although it was only by a miracle that we prevented it from swamping as it touched the water. It contained, when afloat, the captain and his wife, Mr. Wyatt and party, a Mexican officer, wife, four children, and myself, with a negro valet.
We had no room, of course, for any thing except a few positively necessary instruments, some provisions, and the clothes upon our backs. No one had thought of even attempting to save any thing more. What must have been the astonishment of all, then, when having proceeded a few fathoms105 from the ship, Mr. Wyatt stood up in the stern-sheets, and coolly demanded of Captain Hardy that the boat should be put back for the purpose of taking in his oblong box!
“Sit down, Mr. Wyatt,” replied the captain, somewhat sternly, “you will capsize us if you do not sit quite still. Our gunwhale is almost in the water now.”
“The box!” vociferated Mr. Wyatt, still standing —“the box, I say! Captain Hardy, you cannot, you will not refuse me. Its weight will be but a trifle — it is nothing — mere nothing. By the mother who bore you — for the love of Heaven — by your hope of salvation106, I implore107 you to put back for the box!”
The captain, for a moment, seemed touched by the earnest appeal of the artist, but he regained108 his stern composure, and merely said:
“Mr. Wyatt, you are mad. I cannot listen to you. Sit down, I say, or you will swamp the boat. Stay — hold him — seize him! — he is about to spring overboard! There — I knew it — he is over!”
As the captain said this, Mr. Wyatt, in fact, sprang from the boat, and, as we were yet in the lee of the wreck, succeeded, by almost superhuman exertion109, in getting hold of a rope which hung from the fore-chains. In another moment he was on board, and rushing frantically111 down into the cabin.
In the meantime, we had been swept astern of the ship, and being quite out of her lee, were at the mercy of the tremendous sea which was still running. We made a determined effort to put back, but our little boat was like a feather in the breath of the tempest. We saw at a glance that the doom112 of the unfortunate artist was sealed.
As our distance from the wreck rapidly increased, the madman (for as such only could we regard him) was seen to emerge from the companion — way, up which by dint113 of strength that appeared gigantic, he dragged, bodily, the oblong box. While we gazed in the extremity114 of astonishment, he passed, rapidly, several turns of a three-inch rope, first around the box and then around his body. In another instant both body and box were in the sea — disappearing suddenly, at once and forever.
We lingered awhile sadly upon our oars115, with our eyes riveted116 upon the spot. At length we pulled away. The silence remained unbroken for an hour. Finally, I hazarded a remark.
“Did you observe, captain, how suddenly they sank? Was not that an exceedingly singular thing? I confess that I entertained some feeble hope of his final deliverance, when I saw him lash117 himself to the box, and commit himself to the sea.”
“They sank as a matter of course,” replied the captain, “and that like a shot. They will soon rise again, however — but not till the salt melts.”
“The salt!” I ejaculated.
“Hush!” said the captain, pointing to the wife and sisters of the deceased. “We must talk of these things at some more appropriate time.”
We suffered much, and made a narrow escape, but fortune befriended us, as well as our mates in the long-boat. We landed, in fine, more dead than alive, after four days of intense distress118, upon the beach opposite Roanoke Island. We remained here a week, were not ill-treated by the wreckers, and at length obtained a passage to New York.
About a month after the loss of the “Independence,” I happened to meet Captain Hardy in Broadway. Our conversation turned, naturally, upon the disaster, and especially upon the sad fate of poor Wyatt. I thus learned the following particulars.
The artist had engaged passage for himself, wife, two sisters and a servant. His wife was, indeed, as she had been represented, a most lovely, and most accomplished woman. On the morning of the fourteenth of June (the day in which I first visited the ship), the lady suddenly sickened and died. The young husband was frantic110 with grief — but circumstances imperatively119 forbade the deferring120 his voyage to New York. It was necessary to take to her mother the corpse121 of his adored wife, and, on the other hand, the universal prejudice which would prevent his doing so openly was well known. Nine-tenths of the passengers would have abandoned the ship rather than take passage with a dead body.
In this dilemma, Captain Hardy arranged that the corpse, being first partially122 embalmed123, and packed, with a large quantity of salt, in a box of suitable dimensions, should be conveyed on board as merchandise. Nothing was to be said of the lady’s decease; and, as it was well understood that Mr. Wyatt had engaged passage for his wife, it became necessary that some person should personate her during the voyage. This the deceased lady’s -maid was easily prevailed on to do. The extra state-room, originally engaged for this girl during her mistress’ life, was now merely retained. In this state-room the pseudo-wife, slept, of course, every night. In the daytime she performed, to the best of her ability, the part of her mistress — whose person, it had been carefully ascertained124, was unknown to any of the passengers on board.
My own mistake arose, naturally enough, through too careless, too inquisitive, and too impulsive125 a temperament. But of late, it is a rare thing that I sleep soundly at night. There is a countenance126 which haunts me, turn as I will. There is an hysterical127 laugh which will forever ring within my ears.
点击收听单词发音
1 hardy | |
adj.勇敢的,果断的,吃苦的;耐寒的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
2 temperament | |
n.气质,性格,性情 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
3 bosom | |
n.胸,胸部;胸怀;内心;adj.亲密的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
4 sufficiently | |
adv.足够地,充分地 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
5 berths | |
n.(船、列车等的)卧铺( berth的名词复数 );(船舶的)停泊位或锚位;差事;船台vt.v.停泊( berth的第三人称单数 );占铺位 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
6 berth | |
n.卧铺,停泊地,锚位;v.使停泊 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
7 insufficient | |
adj.(for,of)不足的,不够的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
8 epoch | |
n.(新)时代;历元 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
9 moody | |
adj.心情不稳的,易怒的,喜怒无常的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
10 inquisitive | |
adj.求知欲强的,好奇的,好寻根究底的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
11 preposterous | |
adj.荒谬的,可笑的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
12 conjectures | |
推测,猜想( conjecture的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
13 pertinacity | |
n.执拗,顽固 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
14 enigma | |
n.谜,谜一样的人或事 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
15 wrought | |
v.引起;以…原料制作;运转;adj.制造的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
16 amiable | |
adj.和蔼可亲的,友善的,亲切的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
17 accomplishment | |
n.完成,成就,(pl.)造诣,技能 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
18 wharf | |
n.码头,停泊处 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
19 perseverance | |
n.坚持不懈,不屈不挠 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
20 impatience | |
n.不耐烦,急躁 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
21 bustle | |
v.喧扰地忙乱,匆忙,奔忙;n.忙碌;喧闹 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
22 implicit | |
a.暗示的,含蓄的,不明晰的,绝对的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
23 purely | |
adv.纯粹地,完全地 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
24 positively | |
adv.明确地,断然,坚决地;实在,确实 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
25 exquisite | |
adj.精美的;敏锐的;剧烈的,感觉强烈的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
26 inquisitiveness | |
好奇,求知欲 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
27 standing | |
n.持续,地位;adj.永久的,不动的,直立的,不流动的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
28 attentively | |
adv.聚精会神地;周到地;谛;凝神 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
29 peculiar | |
adj.古怪的,异常的;特殊的,特有的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
30 chuckled | |
轻声地笑( chuckle的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
31 acumen | |
n.敏锐,聪明 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
32 artistic | |
adj.艺术(家)的,美术(家)的;善于艺术创作的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
33 smuggle | |
vt.私运;vi.走私 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
34 discomfort | |
n.不舒服,不安,难过,困难,不方便 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
35 tar | |
n.柏油,焦油;vt.涂或浇柏油/焦油于 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
36 sprawling | |
adj.蔓生的,不规则地伸展的v.伸开四肢坐[躺]( sprawl的现在分词 );蔓延;杂乱无序地拓展;四肢伸展坐着(或躺着) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
37 misanthropic | |
adj.厌恶人类的,憎恶(或蔑视)世人的;愤世嫉俗 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
38 chambers | |
n.房间( chamber的名词复数 );(议会的)议院;卧室;会议厅 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
39 northward | |
adv.向北;n.北方的地区 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
40 morose | |
adj.脾气坏的,不高兴的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
41 eccentricity | |
n.古怪,反常,怪癖 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
42 secluded | |
adj.与世隔绝的;隐退的;偏僻的v.使隔开,使隐退( seclude的过去式和过去分词) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
43 astonishment | |
n.惊奇,惊异 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
44 disposition | |
n.性情,性格;意向,倾向;排列,部署 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
45 entrapped | |
v.使陷入圈套,使入陷阱( entrap的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
46 worthy | |
adj.(of)值得的,配得上的;有价值的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
47 appreciation | |
n.评价;欣赏;感谢;领会,理解;价格上涨 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
48 quotations | |
n.引用( quotation的名词复数 );[商业]行情(报告);(货物或股票的)市价;时价 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
49 pointed | |
adj.尖的,直截了当的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
50 wont | |
adj.习惯于;v.习惯;n.习惯 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
51 entirely | |
ad.全部地,完整地;完全地,彻底地 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
52 moodily | |
adv.喜怒无常地;情绪多变地;心情不稳地;易生气地 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
53 semblance | |
n.外貌,外表 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
54 determined | |
adj.坚定的;有决心的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
55 covert | |
adj.隐藏的;暗地里的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
56 innuendoes | |
n.影射的话( innuendo的名词复数 );讽刺的话;含沙射影;暗讽 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
57 butt | |
n.笑柄;烟蒂;枪托;臀部;v.用头撞或顶 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
58 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: |
|
|
59 winked | |
v.使眼色( wink的过去式和过去分词 );递眼色(表示友好或高兴等);(指光)闪烁;闪亮 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
60 forefinger | |
n.食指 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
61 ribs | |
n.肋骨( rib的名词复数 );(船或屋顶等的)肋拱;肋骨状的东西;(织物的)凸条花纹 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
62 witticism | |
n.谐语,妙语 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
63 protruding | |
v.(使某物)伸出,(使某物)突出( protrude的现在分词 );凸 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
64 sockets | |
n.套接字,使应用程序能够读写与收发通讯协定(protocol)与资料的程序( Socket的名词复数 );孔( socket的名词复数 );(电器上的)插口;托座;凹穴 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
65 hideously | |
adv.可怕地,非常讨厌地 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
66 insinuated | |
v.暗示( insinuate的过去式和过去分词 );巧妙或迂回地潜入;(使)缓慢进入;慢慢伸入 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
67 boisterous | |
adj.喧闹的,欢闹的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
68 vigor | |
n.活力,精力,元气 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
69 mere | |
adj.纯粹的;仅仅,只不过 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
70 insanity | |
n.疯狂,精神错乱;极端的愚蠢,荒唐 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
71 possessed | |
adj.疯狂的;拥有的,占有的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
72 leeward | |
adj.背风的;下风的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
73 considerably | |
adv.极大地;相当大地;在很大程度上 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
74 situated | |
adj.坐落在...的,处于某种境地的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
75 disappearance | |
n.消失,消散,失踪 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
76 subdued | |
adj. 屈服的,柔和的,减弱的 动词subdue的过去式和过去分词 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
77 perfectly | |
adv.完美地,无可非议地,彻底地 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
78 prying | |
adj.爱打听的v.打听,刺探(他人的私事)( pry的现在分词 );撬开 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
79 chisel | |
n.凿子;v.用凿子刻,雕,凿 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
80 mallet | |
n.槌棒 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
81 apparently | |
adv.显然地;表面上,似乎 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
82 muffled | |
adj.(声音)被隔的;听不太清的;(衣服)裹严的;蒙住的v.压抑,捂住( muffle的过去式和过去分词 );用厚厚的衣帽包着(自己) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
83 enveloped | |
v.包围,笼罩,包住( envelop的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
84 sob | |
n.空间轨道的轰炸机;呜咽,哭泣 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
85 sobbing | |
<主方>Ⅰ adj.湿透的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
86 rein | |
n.疆绳,统治,支配;vt.以僵绳控制,统治 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
87 pictorial | |
adj.绘画的;图片的;n.画报 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
88 fully | |
adv.完全地,全部地,彻底地;充分地 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
89 cape | |
n.海角,岬;披肩,短披风 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
90 snug | |
adj.温暖舒适的,合身的,安全的;v.使整洁干净,舒适地依靠,紧贴;n.(英)酒吧里的私房 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
91 steadily | |
adv.稳定地;不变地;持续地 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
92 shipping | |
n.船运(发货,运输,乘船) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
93 gale | |
n.大风,强风,一阵闹声(尤指笑声等) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
94 prodigious | |
adj.惊人的,奇妙的;异常的;巨大的;庞大的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
95 bulwarks | |
n.堡垒( bulwark的名词复数 );保障;支柱;舷墙 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
96 shreds | |
v.撕碎,切碎( shred的第三人称单数 );用撕毁机撕毁(文件) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
97 abating | |
减少( abate的现在分词 ); 减去; 降价; 撤消(诉讼) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
98 lurch | |
n.突然向前或旁边倒;v.蹒跚而行 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
99 dilemma | |
n.困境,进退两难的局面 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
100 cargo | |
n.(一只船或一架飞机运载的)货物 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
101 accomplished | |
adj.有才艺的;有造诣的;达到了的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
102 drooping | |
adj. 下垂的,无力的 动词droop的现在分词 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
103 labor | |
n.劳动,努力,工作,劳工;分娩;vi.劳动,努力,苦干;vt.详细分析;麻烦 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
104 wreck | |
n.失事,遇难;沉船;vt.(船等)失事,遇难 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
105 fathoms | |
英寻( fathom的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
106 salvation | |
n.(尤指基督)救世,超度,拯救,解困 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
107 implore | |
vt.乞求,恳求,哀求 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
108 regained | |
复得( regain的过去式和过去分词 ); 赢回; 重回; 复至某地 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
109 exertion | |
n.尽力,努力 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
110 frantic | |
adj.狂乱的,错乱的,激昂的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
111 frantically | |
ad.发狂地, 发疯地 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
112 doom | |
n.厄运,劫数;v.注定,命定 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
113 dint | |
n.由于,靠;凹坑 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
114 extremity | |
n.末端,尽头;尽力;终极;极度 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
115 oars | |
n.桨,橹( oar的名词复数 );划手v.划(行)( oar的第三人称单数 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
116 riveted | |
铆接( rivet的过去式和过去分词 ); 把…固定住; 吸引; 引起某人的注意 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
117 lash | |
v.系牢;鞭打;猛烈抨击;n.鞭打;眼睫毛 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
118 distress | |
n.苦恼,痛苦,不舒适;不幸;vt.使悲痛 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
119 imperatively | |
adv.命令式地 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
120 deferring | |
v.拖延,延缓,推迟( defer的现在分词 );服从某人的意愿,遵从 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
121 corpse | |
n.尸体,死尸 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
122 partially | |
adv.部分地,从某些方面讲 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
123 embalmed | |
adj.用防腐药物保存(尸体)的v.保存(尸体)不腐( embalm的过去式和过去分词 );使不被遗忘;使充满香气 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
124 ascertained | |
v.弄清,确定,查明( ascertain的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
125 impulsive | |
adj.冲动的,刺激的;有推动力的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
126 countenance | |
n.脸色,面容;面部表情;vt.支持,赞同 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
127 hysterical | |
adj.情绪异常激动的,歇斯底里般的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
欢迎访问英文小说网 |