It was hot in England in that September, but it was hotter at Baden. With the earliest dawn came thick vapours rolling down from the Black Forest, encompassing11 the little town with a white and misty12 shroud13, which invariably presaged14 a sultry day, and invariably kept its promise. All day long the big red-faced sun glared down upon the denizens15 of the pleasantest corner of Vanity Fair; glared in the early morning upon the water-drinkers sipping16 the nauseous fluid in the thick and heavy glass tumblers, and tendering their kreutzers to the attendant maidens17 at the Brunnen; glared upon them as they took the prescribed constitutional walk, and returned to the hotel to breakfast; glared upon the fevered gamblers, who, with last night's excitement only half slept off, with bleared eyes and shaking hands and parched18 throats, took their places round the gaming-table as the clock struck noon, and eyed the stolid-faced croupiers as intently as though the chances of the game were to be gleamed from a perusal19 of their fishy20 eyes or pursed mouths. The revellers who were starting off for picnics to the Black Forest, or excursions to the Favourite or Eberstein-Schloss, glanced up with terror at the scorching21 red ball in the sky, and bade courteous22 Mr. Rheinboldt, the landlord of the Badischer Hof, to see that plenty of ice was packed with the sparkling Moselle, and to let Karl and Fritz take care that an unlimited23 supply of umbrellas was placed in the carriage. The Englishmen, whom M. Benazet, the proprietor24 of the gaming-tables, grateful for their patronage25, had provided with shooting, or who had received invitations to the triebjagd of some neighbouring landowner, looked with comic wonder, not unmixed with horror, at the green jerkins, fantastic game-bags, couteaux de chasse or hunting-knives (worn in the belt), and general appearance of their foreign friends; and then when lunch-time arrived, and they saw each German eating his own sausage and drinking from his own particular flask26, which he never dreamed of passing, they recollected27 with dismay the luncheons29 at similar parties in England, the snowy cloth laid under the shade of the hedge, the luscious30 game-pie, the cooling claret-cup, the glancing eyes and natty31 ankles of those who had accompanied the luncheon28. Hot! It was no word for it. It was blazing, tearing, drying, baking, scorching heat, and it was hotter at Baden than anywhere else.
So they said at least, and as they were from almost every part of the civilized32 world, they ought to have known. There were English people, swells33, peers and peeresses, bankers and bankeresses, a neat little legal set,--Sir Nisey and Lady Prious, Mr. Tocsin, Q.C., Mr. Serjeant Stentor, and some of the junior members of the bar,--a select assortment34 of the Stock-Exchange, and some eligible35 young men from the West-end government offices. There were joyous36 Russians, whose names all ended in "vitch" and "gorod," and were otherwise utterly unpronounceable, who spoke37 all European languages with equal fluency38 and facility, and who put down rouleaux of Napoleons on the roulette-table where other people staked thalers or florins. There were a few Frenchmen and French ladies; here was an Austrian gross-herzog or grand-duke, there some Prussian cavalry39 subalterns who could not play at the table because they had spent the half-crown of their daily allowance in roast veal40, Bairisch beer, and a horrible compound called "grogs an rhum," which they drank at night, "after," as they said to themselves, "the English fashion."
It had been hotter than ever during the day, but the day was happily past and over, and the moon was streaming on the broad gravelled Platz in front of the Conversationshaus, and the band, stationed in the little oil-lamp-illumined kiosk, were rattling42 away at Strauss's waltzes and Labitskey's galops. The gamblers were already thronging43 the roulette and trente-et-quarante tables; and of the non-gamblers all such as had ladies with them were promenading44 and listening to the music, while the others were seated, drinking and smoking. It was a splendid evening; the diners at the late tables-d'h?te were wending their way from their hotels to the promenade45; the consumers of the German mittagsessen, were listening to the band in delicious anticipation46 of the reh-braten and the haring-salad and the bok-bier, or the Ahrbleichart, at which another half-hour would see them hard at work; the clamouring for coffee was incessant47, and the head-waiter, Joseph, who was so like Bouffé, was almost driven out of his wits by the Babel of voices. They chattered49, those tall occupants of the little wooden round-tables--how they chattered! They turned round and stared at the promenaders, and made their comments on them after they had passed. They had something to say, some remark, either complimentary50 or disparaging51, to make upon all the ladies. But there was only one man who seemed to attract any special attention, and that was the Russian Prince Tchernigow.
A man of middle height, with brown-black hair, a perfectly52 bloodless complexion53, stern deeply sunken eyes, a stiff moustache bristling54 over a determined55 mouth. A man with small hands and feet, and apparently56 but little muscular development, but strong, brave, and vindictive57. A man whose face Lavater might have studied for months without getting beyond the merest rudiments58 of his science--impassive, unaltering, statuesque. He never played but with rouleaux of napoleons--twenty in a rouleau; and though the space in front of him was shining with gold at one moment, or laid bare by the sweeping59 rake of the croupier,--winning or losing, his expression would not change for an instant. He had been to Baden for two or three seasons running, and was beginning to be looked upon as an habitué; the croupiers acknowledged his taking his seat, intending to do battle, by a slight grave bow; he had broken the bank more than once, and was a lion among the visitors, and notably60 amongst the English. Tchernigow's horses and carriages, his bold play, his good shooting, the wonderful way in which he spoke our language, his love of solitude61, his taciturnity, his singular physique, were all freely discussed at the late tables-d'h?te of hotels at which the prince was not staving. His reputation of beau joueur caused him to be followed as soon as he was seen going into the rooms, and his play was watched and humbly62 imitated by scores. He seldom attended the balls, and very rarely danced, though he valsed to perfection; and all the women in the room were eager for his selection. His appearance on the promenade always excited attention, but he never gave the smallest sign of having observed it.
Among those who looked up as Prince Tchernigow passed was Lord Dollamore, who was seated at one of the tables, with no companion save his invariable one--his stick. Dollamore generally came to Baden every year. The place amused him; it was a grand field for the display of the worst passions of human nature,--a study which always afforded him infinite delight. He never played, but he was constantly hovering63 round the tables; and there was scarcely an incident which happened in the seething64 crowd, scarcely a change which swept across the faces of the leading actors, that passed unnoticed by him. He did not dance; he would have been prevented by his lameness65 from indulging in such a pastime, even had his taste impelled66 him to it; but he was a constant attendant at the balls which M. Benazet provided for the amusement of his patrons; and looking on at the actual life before him as he might have looked on the mimic67 life of a theatrical68 representation, he had innumerable conferences with his stick on all he saw and heard, and on the arguments which he deduced therefrom. He immensely enjoyed being seated, as he was then, in the calm autumnal moonlit evening, with a cup of excellent coffee by his side, a cigar in his mouth, and the ever-shifting panorama69 of human faces passing before him.
"That Tchernigow is really delicious!" he said to himself--or to his stick--as he looked after the Russian, and marked the excitement which he created; "there's a savage70 insolence71 about him which is positively72 refreshing73 in these days of bowing and scraping and preposterous74 politeness. How they chatter48, and gape75, and nudge each other with their elbows about him! and what a supreme76 indifference77 he affects to it all! Affects? Yes, mon prince, it is accepted as the real thing by these good people, but we are not to be taken in by veneer78, nous autres! It would require a very small scratch indeed to pick off the Petersburg-cum-Paris polish, and to arrive at the genuine Calmuck substratum. Only to look at you to tell that Nature's handwriting never lies; and if ever there were a more delightfully79 truculent80, ruffianly, bloodthirsty savage than yourself, mon prince, I am very much out in my ideas. God help the woman on whom you ever get a legitimate81 hold! Ah, that reminds me--what has become of the widow? There is no doubt that Tchernigow was badly hit in London. The only man received at her house, the only man permitted to assuage82 her grief, to wipe away those tears which doubtless flowed so constantly for poor Percy Hammond! What an audacious little devil it is! How pluckily83 she fought that business of guardianship84 to the child; and how gracefully85 she retired86 from the contest when she saw that she had no chance, and that defeat was inevitable87! She's the cleverest woman, in a certain way, that I've ever met with; and I'd take my oath she's playing some long-headed, far-sighted game now, and that Tchernigow is the stake. No more flirtation88 and coquetry--for the present--les eaux sont bases; the widow is hard up, and means to recoup herself by a rich marriage. That's why that infatuated cad Mitford was snubbed so severely89. I think she comprehends that Tchernigow will stand no nonsense, and as he is the parti at present in view, his will is law. She can't have given up the chase; but how on earth is she working it?"
A smart natty-looking little man in evening-dress, with smoothly-brushed hair and elaborately-trimmed whiskers, faint pink coral studs, little jean boots with glazed90 tips, irreproachable91 gloves, and a Gibus hat--a little man who looked as if he had just stepped out of a bandbox--stopped at Lord Dollamore's table, and with a bow, half-deferential, half-familiar, glided92 into the vacant chair.
"Ah, how do you do, Mr. Aldermaston?" said Lord Dollamore, looking up,--"how do you do? and what is the latest news in this Inferno93?"
Every one who knew Mr. Aldermaston made a point of asking him the news, well knowing that they could apply to no better source for the latest gossip and tittle-tattle. Mr. Aldermaston nominally94 was private secretary to Lord Waterhouse, the First Commissioner95 at the Inland, Irrigation Office, and he had been selected for that onerous96 post for his distinguished97 personal appearance and his obsequious98 toadyism99. It was not a situation involving a great deal of work, though any one noticing the regularity100 with which a large leather despatch-box, bearing a gilt101 crown, and "Charles Aldermaston, Esq., P.S., I.I.O.," was deposited for him by an official messenger in the hall of the Alfred Club, might have thought otherwise. The inferior portion of the duty was performed by a clerk, and Mr. Aldermaston contented102 himself with taking Lord Waterhouse's signature to a few papers occasionally, and receiving a select few of the most distinguished persons who wished for personal interviews. This left him plenty of leisure to pursue his more amusing occupation of purveyor103 of gossip and inventor and retailer104 of scandal. In these capacities he was without a rival. He always knew everything; and if he did not know it, he invented it, which in some respects was better, as it enabled him to flavour his anecdotes105 with a piquancy106 which was perhaps wanting in the original. He found occupation for his ears and tongue in a variety of topics; the heaviest subjects were not excluded, the lightest obtained a place in his répertoire. The rumour107 of the approaching change in the premiership, while passing through the Aldermaston crucible108, encountered the report of Mademoiselle de la Normandie's refusal to dance her pas seul before Madame Rivière; the report of Lady Propagand's conversion109 to Romanism did not prevent Mr. Aldermaston's giving proper additional publicity110 to the whisper of Miss de Toddler's flight with the milkman.
There were not many people who liked Mr. Aldermaston, though there were a great many who feared him; but Lord Dollamore was among the former class. "He is a blagueur," Dollamore used to say; "and a blagueur is a detestable beast; but necessary to society; and Aldermaston is certainly clean. He knows how to behave himself, and is in fact an Ananias of polite society. Besides, he amuses me, and there are very few people in the world who amuse me."
So Lord Dollamore always spoke to Mr. Aldermaston at the club, and encouraged him to tell his anecdotes; and when he found him at Baden, he looked upon him as one of the resources of the place,-a purveyor of news infinitely111 fresher, more piquant112, and more amusing than was to be found in the week-old Times or three-days-old Galignani, which he found at Misses Marx's library.
So he again repeated, "And what's the latest news in this Inferno, Mr. Aldermaston?"
"Well, there's very little news here, my lord, very little indeed; except that young Lord Plaidington is gone--sent away this morning."
"Sent away?"
"Yes; his mother, Lady Macabaw, wouldn't stand it any longer. Last night Lord Plaidington took too much again, and began throwing the empty champagne-bottles out of the window of the Angleterre; so Lady Macabaw sent him off this morning with his tutor, the Rev6. Sandford Merton, and they've gone to Strasburg, on the way to Italy."
"Yes; a Frenchman whom no one had ever seen before won a hatful at roulette, and some Englishman whom no one seemed to know backed him and stood in. They looked like breaking the bank at one time, but they didn't."
"Was Tchernigow at the tables?"
"No; the Prince did not show up at all,--has not been there for the last three nights."
"So much the worse for Benazet; but what does it mean?"
"Well, I've a notion about that that I won't broach114 to any one but your Lordship. I think I've found the clue to that story."
"What story? what clue?"
"Prince Tchernigow's sudden cessation from play. You know what a mania it was with him. It must have been something special to make him give it up."
"And what is the something special?"
"A woman."
"Ah!" said Lord Dollamore, warming a once into interest; "malheureux en jeu, heureux en amour,--the converse115 of the ordinarily-received motto. Has Mademoiselle Féodor arrived from the Gaieté? or who is the siren that charms our Prince from the tables?"
"Mademoiselle Féodor has not arrived, but some one else has. A much more dangerous person than Mademoiselle Féodor, and with much more lasting116 hopes in view."
Lord Dollamore looked keenly at his companion, and said, "I begin to find the scent117 warming; but I make it a rule never to guess. Tell your story, Mr. Aldermaston, please."
"Well, you know, Lord Dollamore, I'm staying at the Russie, and I've made myself so agreeable to Malmedie, the landlord there, by little bits of civility, that he generally comes up to my room in the morning and lets me know all that is going on. He showed me a letter that he had about a week ago, written in French, saying that a lady wanted rooms reserved for herself and maid; that she would not dine at the table-d'h?te, being an invalid118, and coming only for the benefit of the air and springs, but should require dinner and all her meals served in her own rooms. The French of the letter was excellent, but the idea of retirement119 looked essentially120 English. I never knew a Frenchwoman, in however bad a state of health, who could resist the attractions of society; so, though I said nothing to Malmedie, I guessed at once the lady was English; and as there seemed a mystery, I determined to penetrate121 it."
Lord Dollamore smiled, and whispered something to his stick; something of which the French word "chiffonnier" and the English word "garbage" were component122 parts; but Mr. Aldermaston did not hear the sentence, and only marking the smile, proceeded:
"They were expected on Wednesday afternoon, and I took care to be about. They came in the eilwagen from Carlsruhe,--a deuced fine-looking woman, with her face hidden in a thick black veil, and a very neat trim little French waiting-maid. The servant was French, but the boxes were English,--I'd take my oath of that. There was a substantial solidity about their make, a certainty about their locks and hinges, such as never yet was seen on a French box, I'll stake my existence."
"You have wonderful powers of observation, Mr. Aldermaston," said Dollamore, still grinning.
"Your lordship flatters me. I have a pair of eyes, and I think I can use them. I kept them pretty tightly fixed123 on the movements of the new-comers. Dinner was sent up to their rooms, but before it went up the lady's-maid went out. I was strolling about myself, with nothing to do just at that time, so I strolled after her. She went into the Angleterre, and in a few minutes came tripping out again. She went back to the Russie, and so did I. I had nothing to do, and sat down in the porch, behind one of those tubs with the orange-trees, to smoke a cigar. While I was smoking it, who should come up but Prince Tchernigow?"
"Prince Tchernigow!" cried Lord Dollamore. "Connu! I'm in full cry now, Mr. Aldermaston. But continue your story."
"Prince Tchernigow," continued Mr. Aldermaston, "and no one else. He asked for Madame Poitevin, in which name the rooms had been taken, and he was shown upstairs. He came the next day twice, twice yesterday; he was there this morning; and just now, as I came away from the table-d'h?te, I met him on the steps going in."
"Mr. Aldermaston, you are impayable!" said Dollamore. "I must pay a compliment to your perspicacity124, even at the risk of forestalling125 the conclusion of your narrative126. But you have told it so admirably, that no man with a grain of sense in his head could avoid seeing that Madame Poitevin is Mrs. Hammond."
"Exactly,--I have not a doubt of it," said the little man; "and if so, I think you and I, my lord, know some one whose state of mind must be awful."
"Yes," said Lord Dollamore, rising from his chair; "I see what you mean, and you are doubtless right. Poor Percy Hammond's relatives must feel it acutely. Goodnight, Mr. Aldermaston;" and he bowed and moved off.
"I'm not going to let that little cad indulge in any speculations127 about the Mitfords," said he to his stick. "That woman's far too good to be discussed by such vermin as that;" by which we may judge that Lord Dollamore's opinion of Lady Mitford had altered as his acquaintance with her had progressed.
The deductions128 which Mr. Aldermaston had made from this last experiment in espionage129 were tolerably correct. Laura Hammond was in Baden under the name of Madame Poitevin, and accompanied by the never-failing Marcelline.
She had hurried away from London for two reasons. The first, and by far the most important, was to perfect the conquest of Tchernigow; to clinch130 home that iron band which for the last two months she had been fitting round the Russian's neck; to bring him to make the offer of his hand at once. The short time passed in London since her husband's death had been spent in looking her future boldly in the face, and calculating within herself how she should mould it for the best. Lord Dollamore was right in one of his conjectures131 about her: she had made up her mind that the course of her life must henceforth be entirely132 altered. She knew well enough that even the short time she had been away from London and its world was sufficient to render her name almost forgotten; and she determined that when it was next mentioned it should be in a very different tone from that formerly133 adopted towards it. Respectability--that state so often sneered134 at and ridiculed135 by her--she now held in the highest veneration136, and determined to attain137 to. She had her work to do; to restore herself in the world's good opinion, and to make, as soon as decency138 would permit, a good marriage. The last position gained, the first would necessarily follow. All she had to do, she thought, was to keep herself in seclusion139 and choose her intended victim.
She thought of Sir Laurence Alsager at once. She had yet for him a remnant of what she imagined was love, but what was really thwarted140 passion. Her feelings were stronger for him than for any other man; and he had large wealth, and a good old family title, and the good opinion of the world. When, after his interview with her, she saw the utter futility141 of her plans so far as he was concerned, she was enraged142, but by no means defeated. The cast must be made in another direction, and at once. Prince Tchernigow was in town; she knew it, for she had had more than one note from him during her seclusion in the country, and she knew that Tchernigow was hanging on in town on the chance of seeing her. This flashed across her the moment Laurence had quitted her, and her heart gave a great leap. That was the man! He was a prince; he was three times as rich as Alsager, and was known in the best society of every capital in Europe. Life with him as his wife would not be spent buried two-thirds of the year in a great gaunt country-place, where interest in the Sunday-schools and the old women and the clergyman's charities were the excitements; life with him would be one round of gaiety, in which she would not be a follower144, but a leader. He had been madly in love with her two years before; and from what she knew of his nature, she believed the passion still remained there. That could be easily ascertained145. She would write him a note, bidding him to come and see her.
Tchernigow came at once. He had not been with Laura ten minutes before her sharp eyes had looked into his heart and read its secrets so far as she was concerned. He was chafing146 under a latent passion, a thwarted wish. When, just at the close of their companionship at Baden two years ago, he had ventured to make open protestation of his devotion to her, and she had turned on him with great dignity and snubbed him mercilessly, he had bowed and left her, cool and collected indeed in his manner, but inwardly raging like a volcano. He had never met with similar treatment. With him it was a question of throwing the handkerchief, to the delight of Nourmahal or whoever might be the lucky one towards whom his highness tossed it. The ladies of the corps147 dramatique of the different Parisian theatres were wild with delight when they heard that Tchernigow had arrived in Paris, and the will of mon Cosaque, as he was called by more than one, was supreme and indisputable among them. This was quite a new thing. Not merely to have his proffered148 love rejected, but to be soundly rated for having dared to proffer149 it, was to him almost inexplicable150. It lashed143 him to fury. For the next season he kept away from London, determined to avoid the siren who held him in her toils151, yet despised his suit. Then, hearing of her widowhood and her absence from London, he came to England with a half-formed determination in regard to her. He saw her, and almost instantaneously the smouldering fires of his passion were revivified, and blazed up more fiercely than ever.
He had more encouragement now, but even now not very much. He was permitted to declare his devotion to her, to rave41 in his odd wild way about her beauty, to kiss her hand on his arrival and departure--nothing more. Trust Laura Hammond for knowing exactly how to treat a man of Tchernigow's temperament152. He came daily; he sat feasting his eyes on her beauty, and listening--sometimes in wonder, but always in admiration--to her conversation, which was now sparkling with wit and fun, now brimming over with sentiment and pathos153. Day by day he became more and more hopelessly entangled154 by her fascinations155, but as yet he had breathed no word about marriage; and to that end, and that alone, was Laura Hammond leading him on. But when Parliament was dissolved, and town rapidly thinning; when Laura's solicitor156 had written urgently to her, stating that "the other side" was pressing for a final settlement of affairs--which meant her abdicating157 her state and taking up her lowered position on her lessened158 income--Tchernigow called upon her, and while telling her that he was going to Baden, seemed to do more than hint that her hopes would be fulfilled, if she would consent to meet him there so soon as her business was accomplished159.
This was the principal motive160 which had induced her to start for the pretty little Inferno on the border of the Black Forest. But the other was scarcely less cogent161. The fact was, that Laura was wearying rapidly of the attentions of Sir Charles Mitford. Her caprice for him was over. He had never had the power of amusing her; and since she knew that Laurence Alsager had left England, she saw that she could no longer wreak162 her vengeance163 on him by punishing Lady Mitford through the faithlessness of Sir Charles. Mitford saw that she was growing weary of him--marked it in a thousand different ways, and raged against it. Occasionally his manner to her would change from what she now called maudlin164 tenderness to savage ferocity; he would threaten her vaguely165, he would watch her narrowly. It required all Laura's natural genius for intrigue166, supplemented by Madlle. Marcelline's adroitness167, to prevent his knowing of Tchernigow's visits. In his blind infatuation he was rapidly forgetting the decencies of life, the convenances of society; he was getting himself more and more talked about; what was worse, he was getting her talked about again, just at the time when she wanted to be forgotten by all men--save one. Mitford had followed her into the country, and only quitted her on her expressed determination never to speak to him again unless he returned to London at once, and saved her from the gossip of the neighbourhood. She knew he would insist on seeing her constantly when she returned to town. Hence her flight with only one hour's stoppage in London--and under a feigned168 name--to Baden.
"'I pray you come at once,'" said Dollamore, three days after his conversation with Mr. Aldermaston, reading to his stick the contents of a dainty little note which he had just received;--"'I pray you come at once.--Yours sincerely, Laura Hammond.' Very much yours sincerely, Laura Hammond, I should think. What the deuce does she want with me? Is she going to drive us three abreast169, like the horses in the diligence? and does she think I should like to trot170 along between Mitford and Tchernigow? Not she! She knows me too well to think anything of that sort. But then what on earth does she want with me? 'I pray you come at once.' Egad, I must go, I suppose, and ask for Madame Poitevin, as she tells me."
He lounged up to the H?tel de Russie, asked for Madame Poitevin, and was shown into a room where Laura was seated with Marcelline reading to her. Dollamore recollected Marcelline at once; he had an eye for beauty in every class, and had taken not an unfavourable notice of the trim little soubrette during his stay at Redmoor. He wondered now what had caused this sudden elevation171 of her social status, and did not ascribe it to any good source. But he had little time to wonder about Marcelline, for she rose at once, and passing him with a slight bow, left the room as Mrs. Hammond advanced with outstretched hand. She looked splendidly handsome; her eyes were bright, her cheeks flushed, her step elastic172. Dollamore thought he had scarcely ever seen her to such advantage.
"You are surprised at my having sent to you, Lord Dollamore?" said she as soon as they were seated.
"No, indeed, Mrs. Hammond; I'm never surprised at anything. A man who has turned forty and suffers himself to be surprised is an idiot."
"Turned forty! Well, when you reach that age you shall tell me whether there is truth in that axiom." ("Flattering me!" said Dollamore to his stick; "wants to borrow money.") "But at all events you don't know why I asked you to come."
"I have not the remotest idea."
"How should you have? Three hours ago I myself had no anticipation of the occurrence of circumstances which have induced me to ask you to share a confidence."
"Hallo!" said Dollamore to his stick; "I share a confidence! She ought to have sent for Aldermaston." But he said aloud, "If I can be of any help to you--"
"You can be of the very greatest assistance. You may have heard how I have been left by my husband; how Mr. Hammond's relatives, by their cruel and secret machinations, so worked upon him in his enfeebled state as to induce him to make a most shameful173 will, by which I was robbed of all that ought to have been mine, and left with a beggarly income!" She had not forgotten that will, and any recurrence174 to it made her cheek flame in earnest.
Dollamore bowed. He ought to have expressed some pity or some astonishment175; but he had never during his life been guilty of any conventionality.
"In this strait," she continued, "I have received succour from a totally unexpected quarter. In the most generous and delicate manner Prince Tchernigow has this day made me an offer of his hand." (Dollamore said he was never surprised, but if the stick was on the alert it must have heard him whistle.) "We are to be married at once!"
"Very satisfactory indeed," said Dollamore. "Fancy being a princess, with 'vassals176 and serfs by your side'!--Very delicious indeed."
"Oh, I'm so happy!" cried Laura, with that feigned ecstasy177 of joy which she had so often indulged in; "the Prince is so charming!"
"Is he indeed?" said Dollamore. "Yes; some people require to be known thoroughly178 before they're appreciated. But what will a friend of ours say to this? I mean Sir Charles Mitford."
"Ah!" said Laura, who turned pale at the name; "that is exactly the subject in which I require your assistance."
"Mine! How can I help you? Suppose he were to come here--"
"It is that I am dreading179. I took every precaution to hide my destination. I came here under a feigned name; I have lived in the strictest retirement, having seen no one but the Prince since I have been here; and yet I never hear a carriage dash up to the door of the hotel but I rush to the window, and concealing180 myself behind the curtains, look out in the full expectation of seeing him leap into the portico181. If he were to come now, under present circumstances, what should I do?--good God, what should I do?"
"What should you do? Tell him to go back again. You are not his wife, for him to bully182 and curse and order about. You are not bound to give in to his cowardly whims183, and need not endure his ruffianly insults."
"You don't know him now; you don't know how frightful184 his temper has become to any one who crosses him. No, no, no, we shall be married at once, and leave this place; and should he come here afterwards, I trust you to tell him nothing more than you can possibly help; above all, to keep silence as to our intended route."
"That will be easily managed, by your not telling me which way you intend going. I'll do what I can to help you, Mrs. Hammond; but I may as well say, that the less I am brought into contact with Sir Charles Mitford, the better I shall be pleased."
"At all events you will do as much as I have asked you?" she said.
"I will; and as that principally consists in holding my tongue, I shall have no difficulty in doing it. When are you to be married?"
"To-morrow morning, at Frankfort, where there are both Russian and English embassies; and whence we start to--"
"You forget; I was not to know your route."
"I had forgotten," she said with a smile. She seemed reassured185; her colour came again, and as she held out her hand, she said, "I may rely on you?"
"She's a very wonderful woman, and she certainly has had a great run of luck," said Dollamore, as he walked back to his hotel. "To think of her getting hold of this Calmuck savage! By Jove! rich as he is, she'll try and find her way to the bottom of his sack of roubles. Tchernigow is wealthy, but his intendant will have to screw up the moujiks to the last copeck to provide for madame's splendid power of spending. She's evidently completely frightened of Mitford now. It must be sheer brutality187 that has done that, for he was no match for her in spirit, or anything else."
As he said this, he arrived at the Badischer Hof, before the door of which was standing188 a dust-covered carriage with two steaming horses; and in the hall Lord Dollamore saw a man, whose back was towards him, talking earnestly to Mr. Aldermaston. The man turned round at the sound of footsteps, and then Dollamore saw that it was Sir Charles Mitford.
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overflowing
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| n. 溢出物,溢流 adj. 充沛的，充满的 动词overflow的现在分词形式 | |
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bucks
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| n.雄鹿( buck的名词复数 )；钱；（英国十九世纪初的）花花公子；（用于某些表达方式）责任v.（马等）猛然弓背跃起( buck的第三人称单数 )；抵制；猛然震荡；马等尥起后蹄跳跃 | |
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stoutest
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| 粗壮的( stout的最高级 )； 结实的； 坚固的； 坚定的 | |
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snug
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| 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 | |
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mania
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| n.疯狂；躁狂症，狂热，癖好 | |
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rev
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| v.发动机旋转，加快速度 | |
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sociability
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| n.好交际，社交性，善于交际 | |
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utterly
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| adv.完全地，绝对地 | |
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annihilated
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| v.（彻底）消灭( annihilate的过去式和过去分词 )；使无效；废止；彻底击溃 | |
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intrepid
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| adj.无畏的，刚毅的 | |
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encompassing
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| v.围绕( encompass的现在分词 )；包围；包含；包括 | |
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misty
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| adj.雾蒙蒙的，有雾的 | |
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shroud
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| n.裹尸布，寿衣；罩，幕；vt.覆盖，隐藏 | |
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presaged
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| v.预示，预兆( presage的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
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denizens
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| n.居民，住户( denizen的名词复数 ) | |
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sipping
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| v.小口喝，呷，抿( sip的现在分词 ) | |
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maidens
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| 处女( maiden的名词复数 )； 少女； 未婚女子； （板球运动）未得分的一轮投球 | |
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parched
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| adj.焦干的；极渴的；v.（使）焦干 | |
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perusal
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| n.细读，熟读；目测 | |
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fishy
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| adj. 值得怀疑的 | |
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scorching
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| adj. 灼热的 | |
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courteous
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| adj.彬彬有礼的，客气的 | |
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unlimited
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| adj.无限的，不受控制的，无条件的 | |
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proprietor
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| n.所有人；业主；经营者 | |
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patronage
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| n.赞助，支援，援助；光顾，捧场 | |
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flask
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| n.瓶，火药筒，砂箱 | |
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recollected
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| adj.冷静的；镇定的；被回忆起的；沉思默想的v.记起，想起( recollect的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
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luncheon
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| n.午宴，午餐，便宴 | |
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luncheons
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| n.午餐，午宴( luncheon的名词复数 ) | |
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luscious
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| adj.美味的；芬芳的；肉感的，引与性欲的 | |
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natty
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| adj.整洁的，漂亮的 | |
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civilized
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| a.有教养的，文雅的 | |
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swells
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| 增强( swell的第三人称单数 )； 肿胀； （使）凸出； 充满（激情） | |
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assortment
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| n.分类，各色俱备之物，聚集 | |
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eligible
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| adj.有条件被选中的；(尤指婚姻等)合适(意)的 | |
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joyous
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| adj.充满快乐的；令人高兴的 | |
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spoke
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| 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 | |
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fluency
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| n.流畅，雄辩，善辩 | |
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cavalry
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| n.骑兵；轻装甲部队 | |
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veal
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| n.小牛肉 | |
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rave
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| vi.胡言乱语；热衷谈论；n.热情赞扬 | |
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rattling
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| adj. 格格作响的, 活泼的, 很好的 adv. 极其, 很, 非常 动词rattle的现在分词 | |
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thronging
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| v.成群，挤满( throng的现在分词 ) | |
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promenading
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| v.兜风( promenade的现在分词 ) | |
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promenade
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| n./v.散步 | |
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anticipation
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| n.预期，预料，期望 | |
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incessant
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| adj.不停的，连续的 | |
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chatter
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| vi.／n.喋喋不休；短促尖叫；(牙齿)打战 | |
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chattered
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| （人）喋喋不休( chatter的过去式 )； 唠叨； （牙齿）打战； （机器）震颤 | |
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complimentary
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| adj.赠送的，免费的，赞美的，恭维的 | |
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disparaging
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| adj.轻蔑的，毁谤的v.轻视( disparage的现在分词 )；贬低；批评；非难 | |
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perfectly
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| adv.完美地，无可非议地，彻底地 | |
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complexion
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| n.肤色；情况，局面；气质，性格 | |
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bristling
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| a.竖立的 | |
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determined
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| adj.坚定的；有决心的 | |
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apparently
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| adv.显然地；表面上，似乎 | |
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vindictive
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| adj.有报仇心的，怀恨的，惩罚的 | |
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rudiments
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| n.基础知识，入门 | |
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sweeping
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| adj.范围广大的，一扫无遗的 | |
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notably
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| adv.值得注意地，显著地，尤其地，特别地 | |
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solitude
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| n. 孤独; 独居,荒僻之地,幽静的地方 | |
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humbly
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| adv. 恭顺地，谦卑地 | |
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hovering
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| 鸟( hover的现在分词 )； 靠近（某事物）； （人）徘徊； 犹豫 | |
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seething
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| 沸腾的，火热的 | |
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lameness
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| n. 跛, 瘸, 残废 | |
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impelled
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| v.推动、推进或敦促某人做某事( impel的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
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mimic
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| v.模仿，戏弄；n.模仿他人言行的人 | |
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theatrical
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| adj.剧场的，演戏的；做戏似的，做作的 | |
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panorama
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| n.全景，全景画，全景摄影，全景照片[装置] | |
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savage
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| adj.野蛮的；凶恶的，残暴的；n.未开化的人 | |
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insolence
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| n.傲慢；无礼；厚颜；傲慢的态度 | |
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positively
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| adv.明确地，断然，坚决地；实在，确实 | |
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refreshing
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| adj.使精神振作的，使人清爽的，使人喜欢的 | |
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preposterous
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| adj.荒谬的，可笑的 | |
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gape
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| v.张口，打呵欠，目瞪口呆地凝视 | |
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supreme
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| adj.极度的，最重要的；至高的，最高的 | |
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indifference
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| n.不感兴趣，不关心，冷淡，不在乎 | |
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veneer
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| n.(墙上的)饰面，虚饰 | |
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delightfully
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| 大喜，欣然 | |
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truculent
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| adj.野蛮的，粗野的 | |
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legitimate
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| adj.合法的，合理的，合乎逻辑的；v.使合法 | |
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assuage
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| v.缓和，减轻，镇定 | |
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pluckily
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| adv.有勇气地，大胆地 | |
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guardianship
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| n. 监护, 保护, 守护 | |
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gracefully
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| ad.大大方方地；优美地 | |
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retired
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| adj.隐退的，退休的，退役的 | |
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inevitable
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| adj.不可避免的，必然发生的 | |
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flirtation
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| n.调情，调戏，挑逗 | |
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severely
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| adv.严格地；严厉地；非常恶劣地 | |
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glazed
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| adj.光滑的，像玻璃的；上过釉的；呆滞无神的v.装玻璃( glaze的过去式)；上釉于，上光；（目光）变得呆滞无神 | |
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irreproachable
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| adj.不可指责的，无过失的 | |
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glided
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| v.滑动( glide的过去式和过去分词 )；掠过；（鸟或飞机 ） 滑翔 | |
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inferno
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| n.火海；地狱般的场所 | |
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nominally
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| 在名义上，表面地； 应名儿 | |
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commissioner
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| n.（政府厅、局、处等部门）专员，长官，委员 | |
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distinguished
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| adj.卓越的，杰出的，著名的 | |
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obsequious
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| adj.谄媚的，奉承的，顺从的 | |
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toadyism
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| n.谄媚，奉承 | |
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regularity
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| n.规律性，规则性；匀称，整齐 | |
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gilt
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| adj.镀金的；n.金边证券 | |
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contented
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| adj.满意的，安心的，知足的 | |
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purveyor
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| n.承办商，伙食承办商 | |
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retailer
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anecdotes
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| n.掌故，趣闻，轶事( anecdote的名词复数 ) | |
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piquancy
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| n.辛辣，辣味，痛快 | |
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rumour
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| n.谣言，谣传，传闻 | |
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crucible
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| n.坩锅，严酷的考验 | |
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conversion
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| n.转化，转换，转变 | |
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publicity
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| n.众所周知，闻名；宣传，广告 | |
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piquant
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| adj.辛辣的，开胃的，令人兴奋的 | |
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cub
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| n.幼兽，年轻无经验的人 | |
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broach
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| v.开瓶，提出(题目) | |
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converse
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| vi.谈话，谈天，闲聊；adv.相反的，相反 | |
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| adj.永久的，永恒的；vbl.持续，维持 | |
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scent
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| n.气味，香味，香水，线索，嗅觉；v.嗅，发觉 | |
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invalid
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| n.病人，伤残人；adj.有病的，伤残的；无效的 | |
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retirement
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| n.退休，退职 | |
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essentially
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| adv.本质上，实质上，基本上 | |
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penetrate
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| v.透(渗)入；刺入，刺穿；洞察，了解 | |
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component
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| n.组成部分，成分，元件；adj.组成的，合成的 | |
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fixed
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| adj.固定的，不变的，准备好的；(计算机)固定的 | |
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perspicacity
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| n. 敏锐, 聪明, 洞察力 | |
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forestalling
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| v.先发制人，预先阻止( forestall的现在分词 ) | |
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narrative
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| n.叙述，故事；adj.叙事的，故事体的 | |
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speculations
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| n.投机买卖( speculation的名词复数 )；思考；投机活动；推断 | |
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deductions
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| 扣除( deduction的名词复数 )； 结论； 扣除的量； 推演 | |
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espionage
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