When they heard the alarm clock's noisy ting-a-ling, they jumped out of bed as eagerly as two children on Christmas morning. It was one thing to get up early to set tobacco and a much easier thing to get up early to make a trip to Georgetown. They had breakfast and did up the morning chores by lamp and lantern light; and it was still night, with no light but that of the stars when Jerry tied the lantern underneath1 the cart and they clambered in and started Nip up the steep path that led to the ridge2 road.
The path was full of the smell of damp earth and growing grass, mingled3 from time to time with the heavy scent4 of flowering locust5 trees. As they swung out onto the smooth pike, the first rays of the sun came slanting7 across the fields, casting long morning shadows. To Judith there was something vastly exhilarating about this driving out of the night, out of the creeping gray, out of the dimly growing twilight8 into the full blue and gold glory of the morning. She had a sense of infinite freedom and gaiety, as though the whole world had become a holiday place. It was the first time that she had been away from the baby since he was born eleven months before. Out of pure exuberance9 she began to sing:
Oh, the bumblebee is a busy bird,
He bumbles all araoun',
[Pg 170]
He sucks the honey off'n the flower
An' puts it in the graoun'.
Jerry too whistled with joy of the spring morning. But it did not mean to him what it did to Judith. His nature did not respond to the stimulation10 of natural things; and he had not been shut up in the little house in the hollow all winter. To him the drive was only a little more enjoyable than many other recent drives; and the sway of the cart, the rattle11 of the wheels and the rhythmic12 pounding of Nip's hoofs13 did not mean to him, as to Judith, a triumphal progress.
She was wearing a new dress of white with tiny red dots, and a sunbonnet that she had cunningly contrived16 out of a big red bandana handkerchief. Under the red sunbonnet her dark yet delicate beauty glowed like the silken flame of a poppy.
Standing17 back behind its two gloomy hemlock18 trees, the little shanty19 in which Jabez Moorhouse lived was brightened into silver gray by the morning sunshine and smoke was pouring from the chimney. A few hens scratched about the door, and a white-breasted collie sunned himself on the step and looked intelligently about. Jabez was in the yard chopping wood to feed his morning fire. Half of his shirt tail hung out of his overalls20, as it nearly always did, and his head and hairy chest were bare. He paused in his chopping as the cart came rattling21 gaily22 along the road and waved his hand to the young couple, who waved back to him. After they had passed he stood watching the retreating cart till it disappeared around a bend in the road.
A strange thought suddenly took possession of Judith. She found herself wishing that it was Uncle Jabez who was sitting beside her instead of Jerry. Together she and Uncle Jabez would notice all sorts of things; and they would point them out to each other and laugh and wonder and enjoy the beauty and strangeness of the world. Jerry was different. For a moment she felt cold and dreary23.
As they trotted24 past Uncle Ezra's long white mansion25, they glimpsed Cissy's face pressed close to the little kitchen window.
[Pg 171]
Jogging along toward Clayton, they saw the smoke of breakfast fires curling up in white columns and vanishing into the blue. About the houses that they passed dogs were barking, roosters crowing, and hens cackling. Men were leading horses to water, women milking, and children picking up chips around the chopping block.
"I'll bet Joe's most there by this time," said Jerry, as they swung out of Clayton. "He said he was a-goin' to leave at midnight so's to be there fer the fust tradin'. Funny the way he does. He hain't never got the money to buy nuthin, an' he hain't got much to trade with neither. An' yet he don't hardly miss a Court Day in a year; an' he's baound to be there fer the fust dog shootin'. An' Gawd, haow he does drink! He says it helps him to fergit his troubles."
"It looks like Bessie Maud don't git much chanct to fergit her troubles."
"Well, she makes 'em fer herse'f."
It was about nine o'clock when they pulled up in the main street of Georgetown and gave Nip a drink from the fountain. They had traveled a little over twenty miles.
"We'll tie up in there," said Jerry, nodding sidewise in the direction of a grassy28 back street. "It's a nice, quiet place to eat our lunch, an' there's grass fer Nip."
Judith sprang out of the cart and together they started out to see the town.
Trading was already in full swing. The main street was lined on both sides by buggies and spring wagons30, with here and there an automobile31. The side streets, too, were quickly filling up, as farmers' rigs of various kinds came rattling into town looking for a place to tie up. Riders galloped32 along the street, sometimes leading one or more horses behind them. And in a vacant lot that flanked one of the hotels a human ring had formed itself around a group of restive33 mountain cattle in the midst of which a sun-browned young fellow was gesticulating and talking loudly. From this ring one could see the back quarters of the hotel piled with heaps of boxes, crates34, old lumber35, and refuse swarmed36 over by flies. From the
[Pg 172]
inevitable37 large pile of scrap38 iron and tin cans, a few as yet unrusted surfaces reflected the sun's rays like mirrors.
The street in front of the hotel was thronged39 with a crowd of men wearing, not the clothes they put on for funerals, but something a little better than the clay-caked overalls of daily wear. The swinging doors of the bar were already active on their limber hinges, and a smell of beer oozed40 out into the street, carrying a suggestion of kegs and coolness.
As they passed these swinging doors, Joe Barnaby came out, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand.
"Howdy, there, yo'all. You jes come?"
"Jes tied up," said Jerry.
"Me I bin41 here this two hours past. There's bin some mighty42 smart tradin' a-goin' on. Two bunches o' maounting cattle sold dirt cheap. If I had a place o' my own I'd like to git me a few head o' them maounting cattle an' slick 'em up with good feed an' mate 'em to a short horned bull. They'd sell good when they come fresh, an' there'd be money in it. But anybody can't do nuthin 'ithout capital. The young uns eats up everything I kin26 make fast's I make it. So there you are. 'Ithout land or capital a feller goes raound year after year the same old turns, like a squirrel in a cage, an' comes back at the end right where he started from."
It was not at all like Joe to make so long a speech; and both of his listeners looked at him a little surprised. The smell of mingled beer and whiskey on his breath gave the explanation.
Georgetown could boast of a population of only a scant43 five thousand. But with the crowded streets and the bustle44 and activity of Court Day, it was a metropolis45 to these dwellers46 in lonely hollows. The three strolled along, looking curiously47 at the people they met and being looked at by them in turn. It was an excitement to see so many of their kind at once. Most of these people wore in their eyes and about their mouths that look of vague, mild blankness characteristic of country people in Kentucky. The attention of every one was divided between the crowds and the shop windows, in which the Georgetown tradesmen had cunningly placed on view such articles
[Pg 173]
as they considered would most appeal to the Court Day crowds. The hardware merchants had taken their lawn mowers, carpet sweepers, and phonographs to the back of the store, and displayed instead rows of cheap, tin-plated wash-boilers, gray enameled48 sauce pans, sheep shears49, tobacco knives, hoes, rakes, shovels50, and cheap butcher knives. The windows of the dry-goods stores were full of overalls, corduroy trousers, work shirts, apron51 ginghams, and sleazy but bright colored calicoes. The two druggists had withdrawn52 their tooth brushes, toilet soaps, and cosmetics53, and vied with each other in a tempting54 array of patent medicines, nursing bottles, sheep dips, and veterinary remedies.
The Town Hall, where the Court sat, showed unusual signs of activity. Boys swarmed over the stone steps; and one of the two policemen of the town walked up and down the sidewalk in front of the entrance. From time to time some one would hurry up or down the steps. More likely than not such person was baldish, parchment skinned, dressed in a rusty55 black suit, and carrying a leather satchel56.
On every side there was uproar57. Horses whinneyed and neighed, wheels rattled58, small boys yodeled for joy of the crowds and excitement. From every direction came the sound of men's voices proclaiming loudly in the familiar phrases of the horse trader the virtues59 of the animals that they had to sell or trade.
Listening to the peans of the traders, one would be led to believe that all the horses for sale or trade were splendid animals, young, healthy, vigorous, and docile60. A glance around, however, belied61 this impression. Very few conformed in any way with the descriptions of their enthusiastic would-be vendors62. There were old horses with hanging heads and sagging63 haunches, bowed like an old man at the knees and shoulders. There were vicious horses, with evil, suspicious eyes and ears that they laid back ominously65. There were weak, spindly horses, with no breadth to their backs and haunches that sloped away into nothing, like the shoulder of a ringleted mid-Victorian female. There were old race horses, once good for
[Pg 174]
the track, now good for nothing whatever. There were horses with clumsy, ill-shaped legs and awkward feet, that could hardly raise one hoof14 without setting it down on another. There were horses, naturally of good disposition66, which had been made irritable67 and vicious by bad training. There were horses with all sorts of bad habits. There were horses with the heaves, horses with ringbone, spavin, stringhalt, and a dozen other equine diseases and defects.
The really good horses were very few in number; because a good horse can readily be sold near home and for a good price. The farmer used Court Day as an occasion for trying to get rid of the maimed, the halt, the blind, and the aged68.
Everybody knew this; and yet everybody who had a little money in his pocket and many who had none at all, bought and traded horses on Court Day. It had become a passion which swayed in spite of reason, like the lure69 of the lottery70 or the seduction of the gaming table. Horse trading, with the drinking which accompanied it, was to these lonely tobacco growers their one joyful71 extravagance. It was their dissipation, their romance, their single oblation72 to the god of life and joy.
Around the corner of a side street, the Blackford party glimpsed Uncle Sam Whitmarsh in conversation with a lithe73 young man wearing a broad felt hat over a face that betokened74 life in the open air. Each man was holding the bridle75 of a horse. Coming up to see what it was all about, they found that a trade was in progress.
Uncle Sam was never so taken up with a trade that he had no time for his friends. He beamed a welcome on his good neighbors and his son-in-law.
"Howdy, Jerry. Howdy, Joe. Waal, Judy, you're a-lookin' like a rose in May. You don't mind a old man like me tellin' yer wife she's handsome, do you, Jerry?... No, stranger, the mare76's too light. I hain't got no youst for her no more'n a hen has for teeth."
The horse that Uncle Sam held by the bridle was a heavily built iron gray work horse apparently77 about twelve years old.
[Pg 175]
He was a bit clumsy looking, but on the whole sound and healthy in appearance.
The stranger's horse was a beautiful cream colored mare with large, intelligent eyes, small ears, a gracefully78 arched neck and slim yet strong looking legs, the very perfection indeed of shape and proportion. Not even a track horse could be daintier in appearance. Uncle Sam tried to look at the animal with disdainful indifference79; but for all his experience in the art of dissimulation80, he could not keep out of his eyes a covert81 gleam that glinted of admiration82 and coveteousness.
"I'd suttenly never dream o' lettin' her go under a hundred," the young trader was saying. "But I jes can't take her a step fu'ther 'ithout shoes, an' I hain't got the money to git her shoes. I've had hard luck lately, stranger. Gawd, what hard luck I've had! Many a time this past month my three babies hain't had all they cud eat; an' me an' my wife has gone hungry fer days together. The two linin's o' my pocket has got to know each other good these past weeks. Lookit the shoes I got on, willyuh? I can't git shoes fer myse'f, let alone fer the mare."
Uncle Sam looked down at the shoes and saw that they were badly scuffed83 and that the young man's foot was bulging84 from a slit85 in the leather on the side of one of them. A good deal of the stitching on the other one had come loose; and it was laced with a shaggy scrap of binder86 twine87. Whether the soles were through or not Uncle Sam could not see.
"An' lookit my shirt. It's the on'y shirt I got, I swear it is; an' it hain't a-goin' to cover my nakedness much longer."
He turned around with a broad grin and showed a long slit over the shoulder blade, through which his healthy, sun-browned skin shone with a satiny sheen.
"Naw, even if she didn't have nothin' the matter with her feet, the mare's too light. I hain't got no youst fer her."
Uncle Sam took a sidewise step, spat88 over the edge of the curb89, and made as if to jump into the saddle.
"I tell yuh, an' I'd swear it on the Holy Book, there hain't a thing the matter with them there front feet. The poor beast's
[Pg 176]
footsore, that's all's wrong with her. If you'd come from Williamstown this mornin' 'ithout shoes, wouldn't you be dead on yer feet? Gawd, them rough, stony90 roads is hard on a good shod hoss, let alone one that hain't got no shoes at all. I wouldn't think o' tradin' fer that awkward lout91 o' yourn, not fer a minit if it wa'n't he's new shod. I gotta be on the road to-night agin, an' I gotta have a hoss that kin travel along."
"Naw, she hain't nuthin to me. She's too light."
"But look what a beauty she is! Wouldn't you be praoud to drive a hoss like that? Wouldn't yer wife be praoud to drive her? Lookit the color of her. Look haow she holds her head. Lookit them round haunches. Lookit them slim, dainty legs. If she hain't sound an' perfect in wind an' limb you kin take this las' shirt off'n my back."
"Naw, I can't use her."
Uncle Sam made another move toward the saddle.
"I'll let you have her for twenty-five dollars boot. Bejasus, that's givin' her away. But what kin a man do when his pocket's flat? A baby kin have the best of him."
For about the twentieth time Uncle Sam looked into the horse's mouth and assured himself again that she was in very truth only five years old. Then he carefully ran his practised hand down each of her legs, feeling for bumps and finding none. Then he meditatively92 scratched his head.
"Waal, I tell yuh, stranger," he said, after a long period of deliberation. "I hain't got a passell of use fer the mare; but I'll give yuh five dollars boot. That's the best I kin do."
After a great deal of further parley93, they compromised on ten dollars boot. Uncle Sam took two five dollar bills out of his well worn billfold and handed them to the trader, put his own saddle and bridle on the cream colored mare, wished the young man the best of luck, and the trade was made.
By this time it was getting on toward noon, and they went to the place where they had left the horse and cart to eat their lunch. Joe and Uncle Sam accompanied them, unfolding the lunches that they had brought in their coat pockets; and the four made a festive94 picnic meal together, supplementing what
[Pg 177]
they had brought from home with peppermint95 drops and ginger96 snaps contributed by Uncle Sam, who was always a free spender on holiday occasions.
As they were eating, Uncle Sam entertained the little company with the tale of how he had that morning started out from home with a pocket knife and by a series of successful trades ended by possessing a fine new Colt automatic. He drew the revolver out of his pocket and caressed97 its smooth surfaces with his finger tips, a satisfied smile spreading over his foxy, fun-loving, and kindly98 face.
"The knife wa'n't a heap o' good," he said in his deliberate drawl. "So I up an' swapped99 it fer a dawg. I knowed I'd sholy have trouble gittin' the dawg back home, me bein' on hossback; so I traded him fer a watch. I had a purty good notion the watch wa'n't no timekeeper; so I traded it to Tom Pooler fer hisn that I knowed was a good un. Then I traded the watch fer a shot gun. It was a good shot gun; but I got two shot guns home; so I looked raound till I faound this here trade. She's a beauty an' she's jes the same as new."
He fondled the blue metal of the little death dealer100 with loving fingers.
"An' that's a rare beauty of a little animal I got yonder," he went on, nodding sidewise toward the cream colored mare. "When she gits shoes on her feet, she'll be fine as a fiddle101. All in all, I'm praoud of to-day's tradin'. Some folks, 'specially102 wimmin, thinks a trader lives a idle life. But I tell yuh, tradin' hain't sech child's play. It takes hard work an' stickin' at it—an' it takes injinooity."
Uncle Sam's eyes turned meditatively inward and reposed103 upon himself, apparently not ill pleased with what they saw there.
"An' that there young feller thinks he's got a work hoss off'n me," he went on, musingly104 rubbing his lean chin with his lean hand. "Howsomever, 'twa'n't me that clipped the harness marks onto him. It was Edd Patton done it after he faound the hoss wouldn't work nohaow. All I done was jes to keep 'em trimmed a little."
[Pg 178]
After the meal was over, the three men sauntered away on manly106 pursuits, their steps leading them in the direction of the swinging bar door; and Judith was left to gather up the remains107 of the meal. As she was doing this, she saw the young man who had just traded with Uncle Sam come up and join the party belonging to a covered wagon29 which had tied up a few yards away. They were evidently his wife and three children; and the five ate dinner together, boiling coffee and frying bacon and eggs over a little gipsy fire of twigs108 and chips built between two large stones. The young trader seemed to be in high spirits and laughed and played light heartedly with the children. He recognized Judith as the young woman who he had seen standing by while he was trading; and frankly109 admiring her youthful good looks, he cast several bold glances in her direction, which his wife tactfully pretended not to notice.
After the meal was over, he went away again. Judith, giving herself up to an after dinner feeling of pleasant languor110, sat on the grass under the big beech111 tree and watched the three little girls as they played house with a piece of board for a table and a handful of flat pebbles112 for dishes. Their mother, a faded, harassed113 looking woman, who was probably in the late twenties, although she looked much older, gathered up the broken egg shells and threw them on the fire, washed the gray enameled mugs and plates and put them away in the covered wagon. The three little girls were named Curlena, Sabrina, and Aldina. The faded mother, when she had occasion to speak to the children, called them by these names in a way which suggested that she derived114 pleasure from the sound of the long, euphonious115, and unusual appellations116.
After dinner lethargy does not last long in the young; and Judith soon grew tired of sitting idly under the tree. She got up, shook out her skirts, felt to make sure that she still had her little purse in her pocket, and started toward the town.
As she passed the covered wagon she paused; for country people do not go by each other without a word of greeting.
[Pg 179]
"Howdy, ma'am. You come from far?"
"From Williamstown this mornin', ma'am. My husband's a hoss trader an' he follers the court days. We're most allus on the road."
"You like the road?"
"No, ma'am. My husband likes it well enough; but I hain't never cared fer the road. It's a hard life—'specially with three young uns; an' you can't have things much better'n what the gipsies do. 'Tain't so bad purty weather like this; but then comes rains an' we have to take to somebody's barn, an' sometimes stuck there fer four or five days hand runnin'. It's hard then to dry the young uns' clothes an' to git any kind o' warm cooked food fer 'em. An' if they was to fall sick, I dunno what I would do. I'm allus glad when winter comes an' we have to go into lodgings117 somewhere. But 'tain't like havin' your own home."
"Would you rather your husband was a farmer?"
"'Deed I would, ma'am," answered the woman eagerly. She seemed to be glad to have some one of her own sex to talk to. "There hain't nothin' I'd like better'n to have a little home o' my own an' never have to move out'n it. I'd have flowers in the yard an' lace curtains on the front winders; an' I'd keep my three little gals118 dressed nice an' have a white cloth on the table. But seems like folks hain't in this world to git what they want, 'specially wimmin. Well, it's the men that has to earn the livin', an' I s'pose they gotta do it the way seems best to 'em."
She sighed resignedly.
Judith felt sorry for the woman. To some extent she could understand her point of view. It was as if sister Lizzie May, with all her finnicky little housewifely instincts, had fallen to be the wife of a wandering horse trader. She herself thought the life would be a jolly one, if one had no babies.
She turned away with a word of good-by and went on into Main Street, where she made delightful119 explorations in the dry-goods stores. Here in the dim coolness that smelt120 alluringly121 of new cotton goods, she wandered around with other back
[Pg 180]
country women, fingering this and admiring that and looking lingeringly at the things that she was not able to buy.
Most of these women were stolid122-faced, ungainly, flat-footed creatures, even the young ones wearing a heavy, settled expression, as though they realized in a dim way that life held nothing further in store for them. Some carried babies on their hips27 or had older children peeping shyly from behind their skirts, overawed by the strange surroundings. They looked at and fingered the pretty voiles, ginghams, and summer silks, then bought unbleached muslin, dress lengths of calico and spools123 of white cotton thread.
Judith bought some bright calico for dresses for the baby, and a piece of embroidered124 white muslin to make him a bonnet15 and a Sunday dress. Then, not being able to resist a certain pretty flowered muslin gay with pink rosebuds125, she bought enough of it to make a dress for herself.
As she was loitering along Main Street looking into the shop windows, Bob Crupper came up from behind and looked at her admiringly with his boyish eyes.
"Hey, Judy, what you a-doin' here in the big taown?"
"Same thing you're a-doin', I reckon: a-loafin' an' a-idlin' an' a-spendin' what little money I got."
"Yaas, I expect that's about what we're all a-doin'," said Bob, and walked along beside her.
Now and then they saw in the crowd the familiar face of some one from their neighborhood; and Judith was conscious each time of a certain constraint126 in the look and greeting of these people, which would not have been there if she had been alone. Since her marriage she had begun to learn that a married woman cannot appear in the company of any man other than her husband without "making talk." She looked at the people she knew, from under her heavy eyebrows127, with a challenging boldness that was half amusement, half irritation128.
In front of the Town Hall they met Jerry, who turned and joined them. She caught the same expression on Jerry's face. This look which had caused her only a vague annoyance129 when seen on the faces of the neighbors, brought a surge of quick
[Pg 181]
anger, when she saw it sneaking130 out of Jerry's eyes; and she began to joke and banter131 with Bob in a hectic132 way quite unbecoming to a married woman of the tobacco country. Her gaiety sent Jerry into a fit of the sulks; and he walked along beside them silent and glowering133. The more he sulked and glowered134, the more feverishly136 Judith laughed and joked. The smell of whiskey, that powerful stimulant137 of the male propensities138, was strong on the breath of both the young men, and was in a great measure responsible for Bob's animation139 and Jerry's sullenness140. Judith, however, was not intoxicated142, and did not know enough about the effect of alcohol to make it an excuse for her husband's behavior. Under her levity143 there lurked144 a growing spirit of quite sober and very cold appraisal145.
When they reached the place where Nip and the cart were waiting, the young horse trader had come back and was busy greasing his wagon and making other preparations for pulling out. He looked at Judith again but not quite so boldly, out of respect for her husband's presence.
Obeying that magnetism146 which draws people of the same sex together, the three men gathered in a little knot beside the trader's wagon and began to talk about horses, saddles, and guns. Judith went over to the woman, who had spread a gunny sack on the grass and was sitting on it mending one of her little girl's dresses, and they began to talk of babies, of cooking, and patterns for pieced bedquilts.
As the woman prattled147 scarcely heeded148 at her side, Judith felt stirring strongly within her a deep exaltation. The break in the deadening monotony of her days had affected149 her like a strong stimulant and she was keenly alive to things, tasting deliciously the full savor150 of life. She had forgotten her irritation at Jerry. All her perceptions seemed strangely sharpened. Her eyes took delight in noting niceties of tone and line and color, things for which she had no words but which were becoming with each year of mental growth more pregnant with suggestion.
She was so taken up with the delight of gazing about that she hardly noticed that Joe Barnaby had passed by and
[Pg 182]
beckoned151 Jerry away, probably for the purpose of some further communion of spirits over the bar. Still less did she observe that after Jerry's departure the two men beside the covered wagon looked several times in her direction and dropped their voices to a very low tone. The trader's wife prattled on.
Suddenly and quite without warning, the whole scene went black before her. Against this blackness certain words stood out bright red. Her ear had caught only these few words; but they made the meaning of the whole sentence just spoken by Bob Crupper quite unmistakable.
When the black melted and she could see again, she felt herself tingling152 all over as if pricked153 by a million needles. She looked sidewise at the trader's wife to see if she had heard. The woman was running on about how hard it was to keep children in garters, too busy with her own chatter154 to notice anything said by anybody else. Judith knew that she was spared this much at least. She got up, made a stammered155 excuse about something that she had forgotten to buy, and almost ran from the hateful place.
She did not go toward the town, but in the direction of the deserted156 back streets. Among these she walked, at first with feverish135 haste, stumbling over clods and stones; then more slowly, as her rage and burning sense of insult subsided157 into dejection and misery158. As she walked, she went over certain things in her mind. She saw Bob Crupper and Luke Wolf standing in easy attitudes by the spring wagon down in Hat's hollow. Bob said something to Luke, who turned and looked at her, and the two men fell to laughing together. She remembered certain looks from Luke that she had accidentally caught while they were stripping tobacco. She could see his little pig eyes squinting159 at her above his fat red cheeks. She called to mind all the details of Bob's visit to the house in the hollow. She remembered other things: whispers, looks, dark sayings that she had thought nothing of at the time; but that now flashed out of the past with vivid and sinister160 significance. She saw again the looks of the people that she had met on the street that afternoon while walking beside Bob. They were
[Pg 183]
all too clearly explained by these few words that her ear had inadvertently caught and that now seemed to be burnt into her brain. It was the talk of the neighborhood, then; and there was only one person who could have betrayed the secret. It was desperately161 hard for her to force herself to this conclusion; but she made herself admit that it was the only one possible. That spirit in her which gave her eyes their level, searching look, which made her see through the flimsy shams162 and hypocrisies163 and self-deceptions of the people about her, forced her to look at her own situation with the same undeviating gaze.
She wandered about through sleepy, grass-grown back streets and lanes drowsing in the hot afternoon sunshine and deserted as a graveyard164. She met nobody but an old man hobbling with the aid of two crutches165. She had a feeling that the old man looked at her as if he knew and blushed furiously when she accidentally met his eye.
She took no note of the passing of time, and did not see that the shadows had begun to grow long, when she heard Jerry's voice anxiously calling her name and immediately after saw him appear around the corner of a fence.
"Hey, Judy! What the devil?" In his tone was the irritation which follows upon relieved anxiety. "Where you bin a-hidin' to? I bin a-lookin' all over taown fer you. I was beginnin' to think sumpin'd happened you."
Without waiting an instant, she turned upon him and accused him of what he had done. Even while she accused him, she felt herself buoyed166 up by a quite unreasonable167 hope that he would be able to deny her charge. The sight of him had for the moment restored her confidence in him. The moment, however, was a short one. Instantly she saw by his face that it was true, unbelievably but inexorably true. He stood before her sheepish, contrite168 and ashamed.
"Why did you do it?"
She flashed the words at him as if each one was a sword.
"Judy, I was drunk. It happened a long time ago, afore we was married; an' it was about the one time in my life I bin
[Pg 184]
drunk enough not to keep my tongue in my head. Even so I could a bit it off soon's I'd said it."
She turned without a word and started to walk back toward the town. Disgust, like an avalanche169 of dirty dish water, put out the clear flame of her anger. The one thought left in her mind was that she was going back only because she had to go where the baby was. Jerry came up beside her and tried to take her hand; but she snatched it away and put it behind her back.
"Judy, it ain't sech a dreadful thing," he pleaded. "Course I hadn't otta done it, an' I wouldn't if I hadn't been drunk. But if you knowed haow most men is, an' haow they brag170 about everything like that, an' oftentimes when there hain't a bit o' truth in it, you wouldn't think so hard of me for one little slip."
He went on in this way, stumblingly trying to convince her that he was not a monster. But his pleadings fell on deaf ears, hard, young, intolerant ears that had learned from life no principles of judgment171, yet were all too eager to judge. It was impossible for Jerry, out of his small experience of life and with the few words at his command, to tell her how deeply rooted in the young male is the urge to publish abroad his sexual achievements. She felt only that he was low, vile172, and contemptible173, no better than his cronies, the drunken young loafers whom he had, with such an unspeakable lack of delicacy174, taken into his confidence, and who had been busy ever since rolling her secret on their dirty tongues. She loathed175 the whole odious176 pack of them, Jerry more than the rest. She walked on beside him silent and cold, without answering a word. Being able to make no impression on her with his pleading, Jerry too fell into sullen141 silence, musing105 on how hard she was. He felt chilled by a feeling that she was far away, that she did not belong to him, that she never had and never would belong to him as he did to her. A bitter feeling of estrangement177 and mutual178 distrust grew out of the silence like a dividing wall.
Turning the corner, they came upon Uncle Sam talking to
[Pg 185]
Joe Barnaby and holding the bridle of a stolid, heavily built plow179 horse, not over young, but healthy and tough looking and apparently good for many more years of useful labor180.
"What's went with the purty mare?" asked Jerry, trying with poor success to make his voice sound natural.
"She's changed hands, bless her shapely carcass," laughed Uncle Sam. "This here is one time when the old man was trimmed good, Jerry. After I left here, I took her over to John Hornby, the blacksmith, to git her shod, an' he ses to me:
"'Sam,' ses he, 'you're jes about the eleventh sucker that's brought me that there mare to hev her shod through this past winter an' spring. I'd jes as leave steal stovewood out'n a widder's back yard, Sam, as charge yuh money to put shoes on the feet o' that there animal.'
"'What's wrong with her?' I asks, anxious like.
"'What's wrong with her is she hain't no good fer nothin' whatever. She's track horse stock, but I wouldn't back her agin a mud turtle. She's part paralyzed in them there front legs. Everybody buys her thinks she's footsore; but after they've kep her a spell they find she's got a footsoreness that don't wear off. She's a purty animal an' it's a pity she's that way. But that's the way she is.'
"'Thanks, John,' I ses. 'I allus knowed you wuz a friend o' mine.' An' I leads the mare away.
"Twa'n't twenty minutes after I'd left the blacksmith's shop afore I had her traded fer this feller. He hain't no beauty, an' he hain't no fancy saddle hoss; but he's a hoss I kin use on my place. An' when I hain't got use fer him, I kin allus trade him easy. He's a good, solid, dependable beast, hain't you, Dobbin?"
He patted the horse's gray neck affectionately.
The sun was beginning to slant6 low in the sky, and a cool late afternoon breeze had sprung up. Carts and buggies and spring wagons rattled through the streets on their way toward the open country; and horsemen cantered past them, going in
[Pg 186]
the same direction. Uncle Sam mounted his plow horse and with a farewell wave of the hand trotted ponderously181 away with the rest of the procession.
Jerry and Judith followed in the cart. As they passed through Main Street they were greeted by pervasive182 scents183 of stale beer and whiskey. The ground was littered with lunch wrappings, egg and peanut shells, and banana skins. The crowd had thinned out. Most of the family parties had already started for home; and of the unattached males who remained some were reeling and lurching about the sidewalk noisy with drunken laughter and ribaldry, others stood propped184 up against a hydrant or a telegraph pole, portentously185 solemn and self-important, arguing in declamatory fashion with companions as ridiculously drunk as themselves. Here and there a little knot had formed about men who were quarreling over some fancied grievance186, their angry voices rising harsh and ominous64 as the whiskey seethed187 in their fuddled brains and they strode threateningly nearer each other and gripped the handles of the revolvers in their pockets.
Through the hubbub188 of this sordid189 bacchanalia the young couple drove in cold and sullen aloofness190 and passed out into the heavy silence of the country.
点击收听单词发音
1 underneath | |
adj.在...下面,在...底下;adv.在下面 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
2 ridge | |
n.山脊;鼻梁;分水岭 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
3 mingled | |
混合,混入( mingle的过去式和过去分词 ); 混进,与…交往[联系] | |
参考例句: |
|
|
4 scent | |
n.气味,香味,香水,线索,嗅觉;v.嗅,发觉 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
5 locust | |
n.蝗虫;洋槐,刺槐 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
6 slant | |
v.倾斜,倾向性地编写或报道;n.斜面,倾向 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
7 slanting | |
倾斜的,歪斜的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
8 twilight | |
n.暮光,黄昏;暮年,晚期,衰落时期 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
9 exuberance | |
n.丰富;繁荣 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
10 stimulation | |
n.刺激,激励,鼓舞 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
11 rattle | |
v.飞奔,碰响;激怒;n.碰撞声;拨浪鼓 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
12 rhythmic | |
adj.有节奏的,有韵律的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
13 hoofs | |
n.(兽的)蹄,马蹄( hoof的名词复数 )v.(兽的)蹄,马蹄( hoof的第三人称单数 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
14 hoof | |
n.(马,牛等的)蹄 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
15 bonnet | |
n.无边女帽;童帽 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
16 contrived | |
adj.不自然的,做作的;虚构的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
17 standing | |
n.持续,地位;adj.永久的,不动的,直立的,不流动的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
18 hemlock | |
n.毒胡萝卜,铁杉 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
19 shanty | |
n.小屋,棚屋;船工号子 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
20 overalls | |
n.(复)工装裤;长罩衣 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
21 rattling | |
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 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
22 gaily | |
adv.欢乐地,高兴地 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
23 dreary | |
adj.令人沮丧的,沉闷的,单调乏味的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
24 trotted | |
小跑,急走( trot的过去分词 ); 匆匆忙忙地走 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
25 mansion | |
n.大厦,大楼;宅第 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
26 kin | |
n.家族,亲属,血缘关系;adj.亲属关系的,同类的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
27 hips | |
abbr.high impact polystyrene 高冲击强度聚苯乙烯,耐冲性聚苯乙烯n.臀部( hip的名词复数 );[建筑学]屋脊;臀围(尺寸);臀部…的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
28 grassy | |
adj.盖满草的;长满草的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
29 wagon | |
n.四轮马车,手推车,面包车;无盖运货列车 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
30 wagons | |
n.四轮的运货马车( wagon的名词复数 );铁路货车;小手推车 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
31 automobile | |
n.汽车,机动车 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
32 galloped | |
(使马)飞奔,奔驰( gallop的过去式和过去分词 ); 快速做[说]某事 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
33 restive | |
adj.不安宁的,不安静的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
34 crates | |
n. 板条箱, 篓子, 旧汽车 vt. 装进纸条箱 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
35 lumber | |
n.木材,木料;v.以破旧东西堆满;伐木;笨重移动 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
36 swarmed | |
密集( swarm的过去式和过去分词 ); 云集; 成群地移动; 蜜蜂或其他飞行昆虫成群地飞来飞去 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
37 inevitable | |
adj.不可避免的,必然发生的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
38 scrap | |
n.碎片;废料;v.废弃,报废 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
39 thronged | |
v.成群,挤满( throng的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
40 oozed | |
v.(浓液等)慢慢地冒出,渗出( ooze的过去式和过去分词 );使(液体)缓缓流出;(浓液)渗出,慢慢流出 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
41 bin | |
n.箱柜;vt.放入箱内;[计算机] DOS文件名:二进制目标文件 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
42 mighty | |
adj.强有力的;巨大的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
43 scant | |
adj.不充分的,不足的;v.减缩,限制,忽略 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
44 bustle | |
v.喧扰地忙乱,匆忙,奔忙;n.忙碌;喧闹 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
45 metropolis | |
n.首府;大城市 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
46 dwellers | |
n.居民,居住者( dweller的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
47 curiously | |
adv.有求知欲地;好问地;奇特地 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
48 enameled | |
涂瓷釉于,给…上瓷漆,给…上彩饰( enamel的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
49 shears | |
n.大剪刀 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
50 shovels | |
n.铲子( shovel的名词复数 );锹;推土机、挖土机等的)铲;铲形部份v.铲子( shovel的第三人称单数 );锹;推土机、挖土机等的)铲;铲形部份 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
51 apron | |
n.围裙;工作裙 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
52 withdrawn | |
vt.收回;使退出;vi.撤退,退出 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
53 cosmetics | |
n.化妆品 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
54 tempting | |
a.诱人的, 吸引人的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
55 rusty | |
adj.生锈的;锈色的;荒废了的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
56 satchel | |
n.(皮或帆布的)书包 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
57 uproar | |
n.骚动,喧嚣,鼎沸 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
58 rattled | |
慌乱的,恼火的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
59 virtues | |
美德( virtue的名词复数 ); 德行; 优点; 长处 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
60 docile | |
adj.驯服的,易控制的,容易教的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
61 belied | |
v.掩饰( belie的过去式和过去分词 );证明(或显示)…为虚假;辜负;就…扯谎 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
62 vendors | |
n.摊贩( vendor的名词复数 );小贩;(房屋等的)卖主;卖方 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
63 sagging | |
下垂[沉,陷],松垂,垂度 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
64 ominous | |
adj.不祥的,不吉的,预兆的,预示的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
65 ominously | |
adv.恶兆地,不吉利地;预示地 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
66 disposition | |
n.性情,性格;意向,倾向;排列,部署 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
67 irritable | |
adj.急躁的;过敏的;易怒的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
68 aged | |
adj.年老的,陈年的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
69 lure | |
n.吸引人的东西,诱惑物;vt.引诱,吸引 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
70 lottery | |
n.抽彩;碰运气的事,难于算计的事 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
71 joyful | |
adj.欢乐的,令人欢欣的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
72 oblation | |
n.圣餐式;祭品 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
73 lithe | |
adj.(指人、身体)柔软的,易弯的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
74 betokened | |
v.预示,表示( betoken的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
75 bridle | |
n.笼头,束缚;vt.抑制,约束;动怒 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
76 mare | |
n.母马,母驴 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
77 apparently | |
adv.显然地;表面上,似乎 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
78 gracefully | |
ad.大大方方地;优美地 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
79 indifference | |
n.不感兴趣,不关心,冷淡,不在乎 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
80 dissimulation | |
n.掩饰,虚伪,装糊涂 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
81 covert | |
adj.隐藏的;暗地里的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
82 admiration | |
n.钦佩,赞美,羡慕 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
83 scuffed | |
v.使磨损( scuff的过去式和过去分词 );拖着脚走 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
84 bulging | |
膨胀; 凸出(部); 打气; 折皱 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
85 slit | |
n.狭长的切口;裂缝;vt.切开,撕裂 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
86 binder | |
n.包扎物,包扎工具;[法]临时契约;粘合剂;装订工 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
87 twine | |
v.搓,织,编饰;(使)缠绕 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
88 spat | |
n.口角,掌击;v.发出呼噜呼噜声 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
89 curb | |
n.场外证券市场,场外交易;vt.制止,抑制 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
90 stony | |
adj.石头的,多石头的,冷酷的,无情的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
91 lout | |
n.粗鄙的人;举止粗鲁的人 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
92 meditatively | |
adv.冥想地 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
93 parley | |
n.谈判 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
94 festive | |
adj.欢宴的,节日的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
95 peppermint | |
n.薄荷,薄荷油,薄荷糖 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
96 ginger | |
n.姜,精力,淡赤黄色;adj.淡赤黄色的;vt.使活泼,使有生气 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
97 caressed | |
爱抚或抚摸…( caress的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
98 kindly | |
adj.和蔼的,温和的,爽快的;adv.温和地,亲切地 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
99 swapped | |
交换(工作)( swap的过去式和过去分词 ); 用…替换,把…换成,掉换(过来) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
100 dealer | |
n.商人,贩子 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
101 fiddle | |
n.小提琴;vi.拉提琴;不停拨弄,乱动 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
102 specially | |
adv.特定地;特殊地;明确地 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
103 reposed | |
v.将(手臂等)靠在某人(某物)上( repose的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
104 musingly | |
adv.沉思地,冥想地 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
105 musing | |
n. 沉思,冥想 adj. 沉思的, 冥想的 动词muse的现在分词形式 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
106 manly | |
adj.有男子气概的;adv.男子般地,果断地 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
107 remains | |
n.剩余物,残留物;遗体,遗迹 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
108 twigs | |
细枝,嫩枝( twig的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
109 frankly | |
adv.坦白地,直率地;坦率地说 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
110 languor | |
n.无精力,倦怠 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
111 beech | |
n.山毛榉;adj.山毛榉的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
112 pebbles | |
[复数]鹅卵石; 沙砾; 卵石,小圆石( pebble的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
113 harassed | |
adj. 疲倦的,厌烦的 动词harass的过去式和过去分词 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
114 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: |
|
|
115 euphonious | |
adj.好听的,悦耳的,和谐的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
116 appellations | |
n.名称,称号( appellation的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
117 lodgings | |
n. 出租的房舍, 寄宿舍 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
118 gals | |
abbr.gallons (复数)加仑(液量单位)n.女孩,少女( gal的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
119 delightful | |
adj.令人高兴的,使人快乐的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
120 smelt | |
v.熔解,熔炼;n.银白鱼,胡瓜鱼 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
121 alluringly | |
诱人地,妩媚地 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
122 stolid | |
adj.无动于衷的,感情麻木的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
123 spools | |
n.(绕线、铁线、照相软片等的)管( spool的名词复数 );络纱;纺纱机;绕圈轴工人v.把…绕到线轴上(或从线轴上绕下来)( spool的第三人称单数 );假脱机(输出或输入) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
124 embroidered | |
adj.绣花的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
125 rosebuds | |
蔷薇花蕾,妙龄少女,初入社交界的少女( rosebud的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
126 constraint | |
n.(on)约束,限制;限制(或约束)性的事物 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
127 eyebrows | |
眉毛( eyebrow的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
128 irritation | |
n.激怒,恼怒,生气 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
129 annoyance | |
n.恼怒,生气,烦恼 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
130 sneaking | |
a.秘密的,不公开的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
131 banter | |
n.嘲弄,戏谑;v.取笑,逗弄,开玩笑 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
132 hectic | |
adj.肺病的;消耗热的;发热的;闹哄哄的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
133 glowering | |
v.怒视( glower的现在分词 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
134 glowered | |
v.怒视( glower的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
135 feverish | |
adj.发烧的,狂热的,兴奋的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
136 feverishly | |
adv. 兴奋地 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
137 stimulant | |
n.刺激物,兴奋剂 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
138 propensities | |
n.倾向,习性( propensity的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
139 animation | |
n.活泼,兴奋,卡通片/动画片的制作 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
140 sullenness | |
n. 愠怒, 沉闷, 情绪消沉 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
141 sullen | |
adj.愠怒的,闷闷不乐的,(天气等)阴沉的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
142 intoxicated | |
喝醉的,极其兴奋的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
143 levity | |
n.轻率,轻浮,不稳定,多变 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
144 lurked | |
vi.潜伏,埋伏(lurk的过去式与过去分词形式) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
145 appraisal | |
n.对…作出的评价;评价,鉴定,评估 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
146 magnetism | |
n.磁性,吸引力,磁学 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
147 prattled | |
v.(小孩般)天真无邪地说话( prattle的过去式和过去分词 );发出连续而无意义的声音;闲扯;东拉西扯 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
148 heeded | |
v.听某人的劝告,听从( heed的过去式和过去分词 );变平,使(某物)变平( flatten的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
149 affected | |
adj.不自然的,假装的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
150 savor | |
vt.品尝,欣赏;n.味道,风味;情趣,趣味 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
151 beckoned | |
v.(用头或手的动作)示意,召唤( beckon的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
152 tingling | |
v.有刺痛感( tingle的现在分词 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
153 pricked | |
刺,扎,戳( prick的过去式和过去分词 ); 刺伤; 刺痛; 使剧痛 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
154 chatter | |
vi./n.喋喋不休;短促尖叫;(牙齿)打战 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
155 stammered | |
v.结巴地说出( stammer的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
156 deserted | |
adj.荒芜的,荒废的,无人的,被遗弃的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
157 subsided | |
v.(土地)下陷(因在地下采矿)( subside的过去式和过去分词 );减弱;下降至较低或正常水平;一下子坐在椅子等上 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
158 misery | |
n.痛苦,苦恼,苦难;悲惨的境遇,贫苦 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
159 squinting | |
斜视( squint的现在分词 ); 眯着眼睛; 瞟; 从小孔或缝隙里看 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
160 sinister | |
adj.不吉利的,凶恶的,左边的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
161 desperately | |
adv.极度渴望地,绝望地,孤注一掷地 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
162 shams | |
假象( sham的名词复数 ); 假货; 虚假的行为(或感情、言语等); 假装…的人 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
163 hypocrisies | |
n.伪善,虚伪( hypocrisy的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
164 graveyard | |
n.坟场 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
165 crutches | |
n.拐杖, 支柱 v.支撑 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
166 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: |
|
|
167 unreasonable | |
adj.不讲道理的,不合情理的,过度的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
168 contrite | |
adj.悔悟了的,后悔的,痛悔的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
169 avalanche | |
n.雪崩,大量涌来 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
170 brag | |
v./n.吹牛,自夸;adj.第一流的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
171 judgment | |
n.审判;判断力,识别力,看法,意见 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
172 vile | |
adj.卑鄙的,可耻的,邪恶的;坏透的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
173 contemptible | |
adj.可鄙的,可轻视的,卑劣的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
174 delicacy | |
n.精致,细微,微妙,精良;美味,佳肴 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
175 loathed | |
v.憎恨,厌恶( loathe的过去式和过去分词 );极不喜欢 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
176 odious | |
adj.可憎的,讨厌的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
177 estrangement | |
n.疏远,失和,不和 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
178 mutual | |
adj.相互的,彼此的;共同的,共有的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
179 plow | |
n.犁,耕地,犁过的地;v.犁,费力地前进[英]plough | |
参考例句: |
|
|
180 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: |
|
|
181 ponderously | |
参考例句: |
|
|
182 pervasive | |
adj.普遍的;遍布的,(到处)弥漫的;渗透性的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
183 scents | |
n.香水( scent的名词复数 );气味;(动物的)臭迹;(尤指狗的)嗅觉 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
184 propped | |
支撑,支持,维持( prop的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
185 portentously | |
参考例句: |
|
|
186 grievance | |
n.怨愤,气恼,委屈 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
187 seethed | |
(液体)沸腾( seethe的过去式和过去分词 ); 激动,大怒; 强压怒火; 生闷气(~with sth|~ at sth) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
188 hubbub | |
n.嘈杂;骚乱 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
189 sordid | |
adj.肮脏的,不干净的,卑鄙的,暗淡的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
190 aloofness | |
超然态度 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
欢迎访问英文小说网 |