The deputy on the early night shift was a big blond guy with meaty shoulders and a friendly grin. He was middleaged and had long since outlived both pity and anger. He wanted to put in eight easy hours and he looked as if almost anything would he easy down his street. He unlocked my door. "Company for you. Guy from the D.A.'s office. No sleep, huh?" "It's a little early for me. What time is it?" "Ten-fourteen." He stood in the
doorway1 and looked over the cell. One blanket was spread on the lower
bunk2, one was folded for a pillow. There were a couple of used paper towels in the trash bucket and a small wad of toilet paper on the edge of the washbasin. He nodded approval. "Anything personal in here?" "Just me." He left the cell door open. We walked along a quiet corridor to the elevator and rode down to the booking desk. A fat man in a gray suit stood by the desk smoking a corncob. His fingernails were dirty and he smelled. "I'm Spranklin from the D.A.'s office," he told me in a tough voice. "Mr. Grenz wants you upstairs." He reached behind his
hip3 and came up with a pair of
bracelets4. "Let's try these for size." The jail deputy and the booking derk grinned at him with deep
enjoyment5. "What's the matter, Sprank? Afraid he'll mug you in the elevator?" "I don't want no trouble," he
growled6. "Had a guy break from me once. They ate my
ass7 off. Let's go, boy." The booking clerk pushed a form at him and he signed it with a flourish. "I never take no unnecessary chances," he said. "Man never knows what he's up against in this town." A prowl car cop brought in a drunk with a
bloody8 ear went towards the elevator. "You're in trouble, boy," Spranklin told me in the elevator Heap bad trouble It seemed to give him a vague satisfaction A guy can get hisself in a lot of trouble in this town." The elevator man turned his head and
winked9 at me. I grinned. "Don't try no thing, boy," Spranklin told me
severely10. "I shot a man once. Tried to berak. They ate my ass off." "You get it coming and going, don't you?" He thought it over. "Yeah," he said. "Either way they eat your ass off. It's a tough town. No respect." We got out and went in through the double doors of the D.A.'s office. The switchboard was dead, with lines plugged in for the night. There was nobody in the waiting chairs. Lights were on in a couple of offices. Spranklin opened the door of a small lighted room which contained a desk, a filing case, a hard chair or two, and a thick-set man with a hard chin and stupid eyes. His face was red and he was just pushing something into the drawer of his desk. "You could knock," he barked at Spranklin. "Sorry, Mr. Grenz," Spranklin bumbled. "I was thinkin' about the prisoner." He pushed me into-the office. "Should I take the
cuffs11 off, Mr. Grenz?" "I don't know what the hell you put them on for," Grenz said sourly. He watched Spranklin unlock the cuffs on my wrist. He had the key on a bunch the size of a grapefruit and it troubled him to find it. "Okay, scram," Grenz said. "Wait outside to take him back." "I'm kind of off duty, Mr. Grenz." "You're off duty when I say you're off duty." Spranklin flushed and edged his fat bottom out through the door. Grenz looked after him
savagely12, then when the door closed he moved the same look to me. I pulled a chair over and sat down. "I didn't tell you to sit down," Grenz barked. I got a loose cigarette out of my pocket and stuck it in my mouth. "And I didn't say you could smoke," Grenz roared. "I'm allowed to smoke in the cell block. Why not here?" "Because this is my office. I make the rules here." A raw smell of whiskey floated across the desk. "Take another quick one," I said. "It'll calm you down. You got kind of interrupted when we came in." His back hit the back of the chair hard. His face went dark red. I struck a match and lit my cigarette. After a long minute Grenz said softly. "Okay, tough boy. Quite a man, aren't you? You know something? They're all sizes and shapes when they come in here, but they all go out the same size —small. And the same shape—bent." "What did you want to see me about, Mr. Grenz? And don't mind me if you feel like hitting that bottle. I'm a fellow that will take a snort myself, if I'm tired and nervous and overworked." "You don't seem much impressed by the jam you're in." "I don't figure I'm in any jam." "We'll see about that. Meantime I want a very full statement from you." He
flicked13 a finger at a
recording14 set on a stand beside his desk. "We'll take it now and have it
transcribed15 tomorrow. If the Chief Deputy is satisfied with your statement, he may release you on your own
undertaking16 not to leave town. Let's go." He switched on the recorder. His voice was cold, decisive, and as nasty as he knew how to make it. But his right hand kept edging towards the desk drawer. He was too young to have
veins17 in his nose, but he had them, and the whites of his eyes were a bad color. "I get so tired of it," I said. "Tired of what?" he snapped. "Hard little men in hard little offices talking hard little words that don't mean a goddam thing. I've had fifty-six hours in the felony block. Nobody pushed me around, nobody tried to prove he was tough. They didn't have to. They had it on ice for when they needed it. And why was I in there? I was booked on suspicion. What the hell kind of legal system lets a man be shoved in a felony tank because some cop didn't get an answer to some questions? What evidence did he have? A telephone number on a pad. And what was he trying to prove by locking me up? Not a damn thing except that he had the power to do it. Now you're on the same pitch—trying to make me feel what a lot of power you generate in this cigar box you call your office. You send this scared baby sitter over late at night to bring me in here. You think maybe sitting alone with my thoughts for fifty-six hours has made
gruel18 out of my brains? You think I'm going to cry in your lap and ask youstroke my head because I'm so awful goddam lonely in the great big jail? Come off it, Grenz. Take your drink and get human: I'm willing to assume you are just doing your job. But take the
brass19 knuckles20 off before you start. If you're big enough you don't need them, and if you need them you're not big enough to push me around." He sat there and listened and looked at me. Then he grinned sourly. "Nice speech," he said. "Now you've got the crap out of your system, let's get that statement. You want to answer specific questions or just tell it your own way?" "I was talking to the birds," I said. "Just to hear the breeze blow. I'm not making any statement. You're a lawyer and you know I don't have to." "That's right," he said coolly. "I know the law. I know police work. I'm offering you a chance to dear yourself. If you doift want it, that's jake with me too. I can
arraign21 you tomorrow morning at ten A.M and have you set for a preliminary hearing. You may get
bail22, although I'll fight it, but if you do, it will be stiff. It'll cost you plenty. That's one way we can do it." He looked down at a paper on his desk, read it, and turned it face down. "On what charge?" I asked him. "Section thirty-two. Accessory after the fact. A felony. It rates up to a five-spot in Quentin." "Better catch Lennox first," I said carefully. Grenz had something and I sensed it in his manner. I didn't know how much, but he had something all right. He leaned back in his chair and picked up a pen and twirled it slowly between his palms. Then he smiled. He was enjoying himself. "Lennox is a hard man to hide, Marlowe. With most people you need a photo and a good dear photo.. Not with a guy that has scars all over one side of his face. Not to mention white hair, and not over thirty-five years old. We got four witnesses, maybe more." "Witnesses to what?" I was tasting something bitter in my mouth, like the bile I had tasted after Captain Gregorius slugged me. That reminded me that my neck was still sore and
swollen23. I rubbed it gently. "Don't be a chump, Marlowe. A San Diego superior court judge and his wife happened to be seeing their son and daughter-in-law off on that plane. All four saw Lennox and the judge's wife saw the car he came in and who came with him. You don't have a prayer." "That's nice," I said. "How did you get to them?" "Special bulletin on radio and TV. A full description was all it took. The judge called in." "Sounds good," I said
judicially24. "But it takes a little more than that, Grenz. You have to catch him and prove he committed a murder. Then you have to prove I knew it." He snapped a finger at the back of the telegram. "I think I will take that drink," he said. "Been working nights too much." He opened the drawer and put a bottle and a shot glass on the desk. He poured it full to the brim and knocked it back in a lump. "Better," he said. "Much better. Sorry I can't offer you one while you're in
custody25." He
corked26 the bottle and pushed it away from him, but not out of reach. "Oh yeah, we got to prove something, you said. Well, it could be we already got a
confession27, chum. Too bad, huh?" A small but very cold finger moved the whole length of my
spine28, like an icy insect crawling. "So why do you need a statement from me?" He grinned. "We like a tidy record. Lennox will be brought back and tried. We need everything we can get. It's not so much what we want from you as what we might be willing to let you get away with—if you co-operate." I stared at him. He did a little paper-fiddling. He moved around in his chair, looked at his bottle, and had to use up a lot of will power not grabbing for it. "Maybe you'd like the whole libretto," he said suddenly with an off-key leer. "Well, smart guy, just to show you I'm not kidding, here it is." I leaned across his deak and he thoughi I was reaching for his bottle. He grabbed it away and put it back in the drawer. I just wanted to drop a stub in his ash tray. I leaned back again and lit another pill. He
spoke29 rapidly. "Lennox got off the plane at Mazatlán, an airline
junction30 point and a town of about thirty-five thousand. He disappeared for two or three hours. Then a tall man with black hair and a dark skin and what might have been a lot of knife scars booked to Torreón under the name of Silvano Rodriguez. His Spanish was good but not good vough for a man of his name. He was too tall for a Mexican with such dark skin. The pilot turned in a report on him. The cops were tho slow at Torreón. Mex cops are no balls of fire. What they do best is shoot people. By the time they got going the man had chartered a plane and gone on to a little mountain town called Otatoclán, a small time summer resort with a lake. The pilot of the charter plane had trained as a combat pilot in Texas. He spoke good English. Lennox pretended not to catch what he said." "If it was Lennox," I put in. "Wait a while, chum. It was Lennox all right. Okay, he gets off at Otatoclán and registers at the hotel there, this time as Mario de Cerva. He was wearing a gun, a Mauser 7.65, which doesn't mean too much in Mexico, of course. But the charter pilot thought the guy didn't seem kosher, so he had a word with the local law. They put Lennox under surveillance. They did some checking with Mexico City and then they moved in." Grenz picked up a ruler and sighted along it, a meaningless gesture which kept him from looking at me. I said, "Uh-huh. Smart boy, your charter pilot, and nice to his customers. The story
stinks31." He looked up at me suddenly. "What we want," he said dryly, "is a quick trial, a plea of second degree which we will accept. There are some angles we'd rather not go into. After all, the family is pretty
influential32." "Meaning Harlan Potter." He nodded
briefly33. "For my money the whole idea is all wet. Springer could have a field day with it. It's got everything. Sex, scandal, money, beautiful unfaithful wife, wounded war hero husband —I suppose that's where he got the scars — hell, it would be front page stuff for weeks. Every rag in the country would eat it up. So we
shuffle34 it off to a fast fade." He
shrugged35. "Okay, if the chief wants it that way, it's up to him. Do I get that statement?" He turned to the recording machine which had been humming away softly all this time, with the light showing in front. "Turn it off," I said. He swung around and gave me a vicious look. "You like it in jail?" "It's not too bad. You don't meet the best people, but who the hell wants to? Be reasonable, Grenz. You're trying to make a fink out of me. Maybe I'm
obstinate36, or even
sentimental37, but I'm practical too. Suppose you had to hire a private eye — yeah, yeah, I know how you would hate the idea—but just suppose you were where it was your only out. Would you want one that finked on his friends?" He stared at me with hate. "A couple more points. Doesn't it strike you that Lennox's
evasion38 tactics were just a little too
transparent39? If he wanted to be caught, he didn't have to go to all that trouble. If he didn't want to be caught, he had brains enough not to disguise himself as a Mexican in Mexico." "Meaning what?" Grenz was
snarling40 at me now. "Meaning you could just be filling me up with a lot of hooey you made up, that there wasn't any Rodriguez with dyed hair and there wasn't any Mario de Cerva at Otatoclan, and you don't know any more about where Lennox is than where Black Beard the Pirate buried his treasure." He got his bottle out again. He poured himself a shot and drank it down quiddy, as before. He relaxed slowly. He turned in his chair and switched off the recording machine. "I'd like to have tried you," he said gratingly. "You're the kind of wise guy I like to work over. This rap will be hanging over you for a long long time, cutie. You'll walk with it and eat with it and sleep with it. And next time you step out of line we'll murder you with it. Right now I got to do something that turns my
guts41 inside out." He pawed on his desk and pulled the face-down paper to him, turned it over and signed it. You can always tell when a man is writing his own name. He has a special way of moving. Then he stood up and marched around the desk and threw the door of his shoe box open and yelled for Spranklin. The fat man came in with his B.O. Grenz gave him the paper. "I've just signed your release order," he said. "I'm a public servant and sometimes I have unpleasant duties. Would you care to know why I signed it?" I stood up. "If you want to tell me." "The Lennox case is closed, mister. There ain't any Lennox case. He wrote out a full confession this afternoon in his hotel room and shot himself. In Otatodan, just like I said." I stood there looking at nothing. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Grenz back away slowly as if he thought I might be going to slug him. I must have looked pretty nasty for a moment. Then he was behind his desk again and Spranklin had grabbed onto my arm. "Come on, move," he said in a
whining42 kind of voice. "Man likes to get to home nights once in a while." I went out with him and closed the door. I closed it quietly as if on a room where someone had just died.
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doorway
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n.门口,(喻)入门;门路,途径 |
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- They huddled in the shop doorway to shelter from the rain.他们挤在商店门口躲雨。
- Mary suddenly appeared in the doorway.玛丽突然出现在门口。
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bunk
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n.(车、船等倚壁而设的)铺位;废话 |
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- He left his bunk and went up on deck again.他离开自己的铺位再次走到甲板上。
- Most economists think his theories are sheer bunk.大多数经济学家认为他的理论纯属胡说。
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hip
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n.臀部,髋;屋脊 |
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- The thigh bone is connected to the hip bone.股骨连着髋骨。
- The new coats blouse gracefully above the hip line.新外套在臀围线上优美地打着褶皱。
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bracelets
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n.手镯,臂镯( bracelet的名词复数 ) |
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- The lamplight struck a gleam from her bracelets. 她的手镯在灯光的照射下闪闪发亮。 来自《简明英汉词典》
- On display are earrings, necklaces and bracelets made from jade, amber and amethyst. 展出的有用玉石、琥珀和紫水晶做的耳环、项链和手镯。 来自《简明英汉词典》
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enjoyment
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n.乐趣;享有;享用 |
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- Your company adds to the enjoyment of our visit. 有您的陪同,我们这次访问更加愉快了。
- After each joke the old man cackled his enjoyment.每逢讲完一个笑话,这老人就呵呵笑着表示他的高兴。
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growled
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v.(动物)发狺狺声, (雷)作隆隆声( growl的过去式和过去分词 );低声咆哮着说 |
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- \"They ought to be birched, \" growled the old man. 老人咆哮道:“他们应受到鞭打。” 来自《简明英汉词典》
- He growled out an answer. 他低声威胁着回答。 来自《简明英汉词典》
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ass
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n.驴;傻瓜,蠢笨的人 |
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- He is not an ass as they make him.他不象大家猜想的那样笨。
- An ass endures his burden but not more than his burden.驴能负重但不能超过它能力所负担的。
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bloody
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adj.非常的的;流血的;残忍的;adv.很;vt.血染 |
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- He got a bloody nose in the fight.他在打斗中被打得鼻子流血。
- He is a bloody fool.他是一个十足的笨蛋。
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winked
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v.使眼色( wink的过去式和过去分词 );递眼色(表示友好或高兴等);(指光)闪烁;闪亮 |
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- He winked at her and she knew he was thinking the same thing that she was. 他冲她眨了眨眼,她便知道他的想法和她一样。
- He winked his eyes at her and left the classroom. 他向她眨巴一下眼睛走出了教室。 来自《现代汉英综合大词典》
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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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- He was severely criticized and removed from his post.他受到了严厉的批评并且被撤了职。
- He is severely put down for his careless work.他因工作上的粗心大意而受到了严厉的批评。
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cuffs
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n.袖口( cuff的名词复数 )v.掌打,拳打( cuff的第三人称单数 ) |
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- a collar and cuffs of white lace 带白色蕾丝花边的衣领和袖口
- The cuffs of his shirt were fraying. 他衬衣的袖口磨破了。
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savagely
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adv. 野蛮地,残酷地 |
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- The roses had been pruned back savagely. 玫瑰被狠狠地修剪了一番。
- He snarled savagely at her. 他向她狂吼起来。
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flicked
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(尤指用手指或手快速地)轻击( flick的过去式和过去分词 ); (用…)轻挥; (快速地)按开关; 向…笑了一下(或瞥了一眼等) |
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- She flicked the dust off her collar. 她轻轻弹掉了衣领上的灰尘。
- I idly picked up a magazine and flicked through it. 我漫不经心地拿起一本杂志翻看着。
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recording
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n.录音,记录 |
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- How long will the recording of the song take?录下这首歌得花多少时间?
- I want to play you a recording of the rehearsal.我想给你放一下彩排的录像。
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transcribed
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(用不同的录音手段)转录( transcribe的过去式和过去分词 ); 改编(乐曲)(以适应他种乐器或声部); 抄写; 用音标标出(声音) |
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- He transcribed two paragraphs from the book into his notebook. 他把书中的两段抄在笔记本上。
- Every telephone conversation will be recorded and transcribed. 所有电话交谈都将被录音并作全文转写。
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undertaking
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n.保证,许诺,事业 |
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- He gave her an undertaking that he would pay the money back with in a year.他向她做了一年内还钱的保证。
- He is too timid to venture upon an undertaking.他太胆小,不敢从事任何事业。
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veins
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n.纹理;矿脉( vein的名词复数 );静脉;叶脉;纹理 |
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- The blood flows from the capillaries back into the veins. 血从毛细血管流回静脉。 来自《简明英汉词典》
- I felt a pleasant glow in all my veins from the wine. 喝过酒后我浑身的血都热烘烘的,感到很舒服。 来自《简明英汉词典》
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gruel
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n.稀饭,粥 |
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- We had gruel for the breakfast.我们早餐吃的是粥。
- He sat down before the fireplace to eat his gruel.他坐到壁炉前吃稀饭。
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brass
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n.黄铜;黄铜器,铜管乐器 |
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- Many of the workers play in the factory's brass band.许多工人都在工厂铜管乐队中演奏。
- Brass is formed by the fusion of copper and zinc.黄铜是通过铜和锌的熔合而成的。
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knuckles
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n.(指人)指关节( knuckle的名词复数 );(指动物)膝关节,踝v.(指人)指关节( knuckle的第三人称单数 );(指动物)膝关节,踝 |
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- He gripped the wheel until his knuckles whitened. 他紧紧握住方向盘,握得指关节都变白了。
- Her thin hands were twisted by swollen knuckles. 她那双纤手因肿大的指关节而变了形。 来自《简明英汉词典》
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arraign
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v.提讯;控告 |
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- She was arraigned today on charges of assault and kidnapping.她今天因被控人身侵犯和绑架而受到提审。
- He was arraigned for criminally abetting a traitor.他因怂恿他人叛国而受到传讯。
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bail
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v.舀(水),保释;n.保证金,保释,保释人 |
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- One of the prisoner's friends offered to bail him out.犯人的一个朋友答应保释他出来。
- She has been granted conditional bail.她被准予有条件保释。
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swollen
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adj.肿大的,水涨的;v.使变大,肿胀 |
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- Her legs had got swollen from standing up all day.因为整天站着,她的双腿已经肿了。
- A mosquito had bitten her and her arm had swollen up.蚊子叮了她,她的手臂肿起来了。
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judicially
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依法判决地,公平地 |
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- Geoffrey approached the line of horses and glanced judicially down the row. 杰弗里走进那栏马,用审视的目的目光一匹接一匹地望去。
- Not all judicially created laws are based on statutory or constitutional interpretation. 并不是所有的司法机关创制的法都以是以成文法或宪法的解释为基础的。
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custody
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n.监护,照看,羁押,拘留 |
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- He spent a week in custody on remand awaiting sentence.等候判决期间他被还押候审一个星期。
- He was taken into custody immediately after the robbery.抢劫案发生后,他立即被押了起来。
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corked
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adj.带木塞气味的,塞着瓶塞的v.用瓶塞塞住( cork的过去式 ) |
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- Our army completely surrounded and corked up the enemy stronghold. 我军把敌人的堡垒完全包围并封锁起来。 来自《简明英汉词典》
- He kept his emotions corked up inside him. 他把感情深藏于内心。 来自《简明英汉词典》
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confession
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n.自白,供认,承认 |
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- Her confession was simply tantamount to a casual explanation.她的自白简直等于一篇即席说明。
- The police used torture to extort a confession from him.警察对他用刑逼供。
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spine
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n.脊柱,脊椎;(动植物的)刺;书脊 |
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- He broke his spine in a fall from a horse.他从马上跌下摔断了脊梁骨。
- His spine developed a slight curve.他的脊柱有点弯曲。
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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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- They sourced the spoke nuts from our company.他们的轮辐螺帽是从我们公司获得的。
- The spokes of a wheel are the bars that connect the outer ring to the centre.辐条是轮子上连接外圈与中心的条棒。
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junction
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n.连接,接合;交叉点,接合处,枢纽站 |
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- There's a bridge at the junction of the two rivers.两河的汇合处有座桥。
- You must give way when you come to this junction.你到了这个路口必须让路。
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stinks
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v.散发出恶臭( stink的第三人称单数 );发臭味;名声臭;糟透 |
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- The whole scheme stinks to high heaven—don't get involved in it. 整件事十分卑鄙龌龊——可别陷了进去。 来自《简明英汉词典》
- The soup stinks of garlic. 这汤有大蒜气味。 来自《现代英汉综合大词典》
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influential
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adj.有影响的,有权势的 |
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- He always tries to get in with the most influential people.他总是试图巴结最有影响的人物。
- He is a very influential man in the government.他在政府中是个很有影响的人物。
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briefly
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adv.简单地,简短地 |
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- I want to touch briefly on another aspect of the problem.我想简单地谈一下这个问题的另一方面。
- He was kidnapped and briefly detained by a terrorist group.他被一个恐怖组织绑架并短暂拘禁。
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shuffle
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n.拖著脚走,洗纸牌;v.拖曳,慢吞吞地走 |
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- I wish you'd remember to shuffle before you deal.我希望在你发牌前记得洗牌。
- Don't shuffle your feet along.别拖着脚步走。
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shrugged
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vt.耸肩(shrug的过去式与过去分词形式) |
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- Sam shrugged and said nothing. 萨姆耸耸肩膀,什么也没说。
- She shrugged, feigning nonchalance. 她耸耸肩,装出一副无所谓的样子。 来自《简明英汉词典》
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obstinate
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adj.顽固的,倔强的,不易屈服的,较难治愈的 |
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- She's too obstinate to let anyone help her.她太倔强了,不会让任何人帮她的。
- The trader was obstinate in the negotiation.这个商人在谈判中拗强固执。
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sentimental
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adj.多愁善感的,感伤的 |
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- She's a sentimental woman who believes marriage comes by destiny.她是多愁善感的人,她相信姻缘命中注定。
- We were deeply touched by the sentimental movie.我们深深被那感伤的电影所感动。
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evasion
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n.逃避,偷漏(税) |
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- The movie star is in prison for tax evasion.那位影星因为逃税而坐牢。
- The act was passed as a safeguard against tax evasion.这项法案旨在防止逃税行为。
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transparent
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adj.明显的,无疑的;透明的 |
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- The water is so transparent that we can see the fishes swimming.水清澈透明,可以看到鱼儿游来游去。
- The window glass is transparent.窗玻璃是透明的。
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snarling
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v.(指狗)吠,嗥叫, (人)咆哮( snarl的现在分词 );咆哮着说,厉声地说 |
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- "I didn't marry you," he said, in a snarling tone. “我没有娶你,"他咆哮着说。 来自英汉文学 - 嘉莉妹妹
- So he got into the shoes snarling. 于是,汤姆一边大喊大叫,一边穿上了那双鞋。 来自英汉文学 - 汤姆历险
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guts
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v.狼吞虎咽,贪婪地吃,飞碟游戏(比赛双方每组5人,相距15码,互相掷接飞碟);毁坏(建筑物等)的内部( gut的第三人称单数 );取出…的内脏n.勇气( gut的名词复数 );内脏;消化道的下段;肠 |
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- I'll only cook fish if the guts have been removed. 鱼若已收拾干净,我只需烧一下即可。
- Barbara hasn't got the guts to leave her mother. 巴巴拉没有勇气离开她妈妈。 来自《简明英汉词典》
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whining
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n. 抱怨,牢骚
v. 哭诉,发牢骚 |
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- That's the way with you whining, puny, pitiful players. 你们这种又爱哭、又软弱、又可怜的赌棍就是这样。
- The dog sat outside the door whining (to be let in). 那条狗坐在门外狺狺叫着(要进来)。
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