I lay there for half hour trying to make up my mind what to do. Part of me wanted to let him get good and drunk and see if anything came out. I didn't think anything much would happen to him in his own study in his own house. He might fall down again but it would be a long time. The guy had capacity. And somehow a drunk never hurts himself very badly. He might get back his mood of
guilt1, More likely, this time he would just go to sleep. The other part of me wanted to get out and stay out, but this was the part I never listened to. Because if I ever had I would have stayed in the town where I was born and worked in the hardware store and married the boss's daughter and had five kids and read them the funny paper on Sunday morning and
smacked2 their heads when they got out of line and squabbled with the wife about how much spending money they were to get and what programs they could have on the radio or TV set. I might even have got rich — small-town rich, an eight-roam house, two cars in the garage, chicken every Sunday and the Reader's Digest on the living room table, the wife with a cast iron permanent and me with a brain like a sack of Portland cement. You take it, friend., I'll take the big
sordid3 dirty
crooked4 city. I got up and went back to the study. He was just sitting there staring at nothing, the
Scotch5 bottle more than half empty, a loose frown on his face and a dull glitter in his eyes. He looked at me like a horse looking over a fence. "What d'you want?" "Nothing. You all right?" "Don't bother me. I have a little man on my shoulder telling me stories." I got another sandwich off the tea
wagon6 and another glass of beer. I
munched7 the sandwich and drank the beer, leaning against his desk. "Know something?" he asked suddenly, and his voice suddenly seemed much more clear. "I had a male secretary once. Used to
dictate8 to him. Let him go. He bothered me sitting there waiting for me to create. Mistake. Ought to have kept him. Word would have got around I was a homo. The dever boys that write book reviews because they can't write anything else would have caught on and started giving me the buildup. Have to take care of their own, you know. They're all queer, every damn one of them. The queer is the
artistic9 arbiter10 of our age, chum. The
pervert11 is the top guy now." "That so? Always been around, hasn't he?" He wasn't looking at me. He was just talking. But he heard what I said. "Sure, thousands of years. And especially in all the great ages of art. Athens, Rome, the
Renaissance12, the Elizabethan Age, the Romantic Movement in France—loaded with them. Queen all over the place. Ever read The Golden
Bough13? No, too long for you. Shorter version though. Ought to read it. Proves our sexual habits are pure conventions like— wearing a black tie with a dinner jacket. Me. I'm a sex writer, but with frills and straight." He looked up at me and
sneered14. "You know something? I'm a
liar15. My heroes are eight feet tall and my heroines have
callouses16 on their bottoms from lying in bed with their knees up. Lace and
ruffles17, swords and coaches,
elegance18 and leisure,
duels19 and
gallant20 death. All lies. They used perfume instead of soap, their teeth rotted because they never deaned them, their fingernails smelled of stale
gravy21. The nobility of France urinated against the walls in the marble corridors of Versailles, and when you finally got several sets of underclothes off the lovely marquise the first thing you noticed was that she needed a bath. I ought to write it that way." "Why don't you?" He
chuckled22. "Sure, and live in a five-room house in Compton—if I was that lucky." He reached down and patted the whiskey bottle. "You're lonely,
pal23. You need company." He got up and walked fairly
steadily24 out of the room. I waited, thinking about nothing. A speedboat came racketing down the lake. When it came in sight I could see that it was high out of the water on its step and towing a surfboard with a husky sunburned lad on it. I went over to the french windows and watched it make a
sweeping25 turn. Too fast, the speedboat almost turned over. The surfboard rider danced on one foot trying to hold, his balance, ihen went shooting off into the water. The speedboat drifted to a stop and the man in the water came up to it in a lazy crawl, then went back along the tow rope and rolled himself on to the surfboard.
Wade26 came back with another bottle of whiskey. The speedboat picked up and went off into the distance. Wade put his fresh bottle down beside the other. He sat down and brooded. "Christ, you're not going to drink all that, are you?" He
squinted27 his eyes at me. "Take off, buster. Go on home and mop the kitchen floor or something. You're in my light." His voice was thick again. He had taken a couple in the kitchen, as usual. "If you want me, holler." "I couldn't get low enough to want you." "Yeah, thanks. I'll be around until Mrs. Wade comes home. Ever hear of anybody named Paul Marston?" His head came up slowly. His eyes focused, but with effort. I could see him fighting for controL He won the fight for the moment. His face became expressionless. "Never did," he said carefully, speaking very slowly, "Who's he?" The next time I looked in on him he was asleep, with his mouth open, his hair damp with sweat, and
reeking28 of Scotch. His lips were pulled back from his teeth in a loose
grimace29 and the furred surface of his tongue looked dry. One of the whiskey bottles was empty. A glass on the table had about two inches in it and the other bottle was about three quarters full. I put the empty on the tea wagon and rolled it out of the room, then went back to close the french windows and turn the slats of the blinds. The speedboat might come back and wake him. I shut the study door. I wheeled the tea wagon out to the kitchen, which was blue and white and large and airy and empty, I was still hungry. I ate another sandwich and drank what was left of the beer, then poured a cup of coffee and drank that. The beer was flat but the coffee was still hot. Then I went back to the
patio30. It was quite a long time before the speedboat came tearing down the lake again. It was almost four o'clock when I heard its distant roar
swell31 into an ear-splitting howl of noise. There ought to be a law. Probably was and the guy in the speedboat didn't give a damn. He enjoyed making a nuisance of himself, like other people I was meeting. I walked down to the edge of the lake. He made it this time. The driver slowed just enough on the turn and the brown lad on the surfboard leaned far out against the centrifugal pull. The surfboard was almost out of the water, but one edge stayed in and then the speedboat straightened out and the surfboard still had a rider and they went back the way they had come and that was that. The waves stirred up by the boat came charging in towards the shore of the lake at my feet. They slapped h3rd against the piles of the short landing and jumped the tied boat up and down. They were still slapping it around when I turned back to the house. As I reached the patio I heard a bell chiming from the direction of the kitchen. When it sounded again I
decided32 that only the front door would have chimes. I crossed to it and opened it. Eileen Wade was
standing33 there looking away from the house. As she turned she said: "I'm sorry, I forgot my key." Then she saw me. "Oh—I thought it was Roger or Candy." "Candy isn't here. It's Thursday." She came in and I shut the door. She put a bag down on the table between the two davenports. She looked cool and also distant. She pulled off a pair of white pigskin gloves. "Is anything wrong?" "Well, there's a little drinking being done. Not bad. He's asleep on the couch in his study." "He called you?" "Yes, but not for that. He asked me to lunch. I'm afraid he didn't have any himself." "Oh." She sat down slowly on a davenport. "You know, I completely forgot it was Thursday. The cook's away too. How stupid." "Candy got the lunch before he left. I guess I'll blow now. I hope my car wasn't in your way." She smiled. "No. There was plenty of room. Won't you have some tea? I'm going to have some," "All right." I didn't know why I said that. I didn't want any tea. I just said it. She slipped off a
linen34 jacket. She hadn't worn a hat. "I'll just look in and see if Roger is all right." I watched her cross to the study door and open it. She stood there a moment and closed the door and came back. "He's still asleep. Very soundly. I have to go upstairs for a moment. I'll be right down." I watched her pick up her jacket and gloves and bag and go up the stairs and into her room. The door closed. I crossed to the study with the idea of removing the bottle of hooch. If he was still asleep, he wouldn't need it.
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guilt
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n.犯罪;内疚;过失,罪责 |
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- She tried to cover up her guilt by lying.她企图用谎言掩饰自己的罪行。
- Don't lay a guilt trip on your child about schoolwork.别因为功课责备孩子而使他觉得很内疚。
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smacked
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拍,打,掴( smack的过去式和过去分词 ) |
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- He smacked his lips but did not utter a word. 他吧嗒两下嘴,一声也不言语。
- She smacked a child's bottom. 她打孩子的屁股。
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sordid
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adj.肮脏的,不干净的,卑鄙的,暗淡的 |
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- He depicts the sordid and vulgar sides of life exclusively.他只描写人生肮脏和庸俗的一面。
- They lived in a sordid apartment.他们住在肮脏的公寓房子里。
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crooked
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adj.弯曲的;不诚实的,狡猾的,不正当的 |
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- He crooked a finger to tell us to go over to him.他弯了弯手指,示意我们到他那儿去。
- You have to drive slowly on these crooked country roads.在这些弯弯曲曲的乡间小路上你得慢慢开车。
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scotch
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n.伤口,刻痕;苏格兰威士忌酒;v.粉碎,消灭,阻止;adj.苏格兰(人)的 |
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- Facts will eventually scotch these rumours.这种谣言在事实面前将不攻自破。
- Italy was full of fine views and virtually empty of Scotch whiskey.意大利多的是美景,真正缺的是苏格兰威士忌。
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wagon
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n.四轮马车,手推车,面包车;无盖运货列车 |
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- We have to fork the hay into the wagon.我们得把干草用叉子挑进马车里去。
- The muddy road bemired the wagon.马车陷入了泥泞的道路。
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munched
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v.用力咀嚼(某物),大嚼( munch的过去式和过去分词 ) |
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- She munched on an apple. 她在大口啃苹果。
- The rabbit munched on the fresh carrots. 兔子咯吱咯吱地嚼着新鲜胡萝卜。 来自辞典例句
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dictate
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v.口授;(使)听写;指令,指示,命令 |
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- It took him a long time to dictate this letter.口述这封信花了他很长时间。
- What right have you to dictate to others?你有什么资格向别人发号施令?
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artistic
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adj.艺术(家)的,美术(家)的;善于艺术创作的 |
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- The picture on this screen is a good artistic work.这屏风上的画是件很好的艺术品。
- These artistic handicrafts are very popular with foreign friends.外国朋友很喜欢这些美术工艺品。
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arbiter
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n.仲裁人,公断人 |
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- Andrew was the arbiter of the disagreement.安德鲁是那场纠纷的仲裁人。
- Experiment is the final arbiter in science.实验是科学的最后仲裁者。
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pervert
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n.堕落者,反常者;vt.误用,滥用;使人堕落,使入邪路 |
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- Reading such silly stories will pervert your taste for good books.读这种愚昧的故事会败坏你对好书的嗜好。
- Do not pervert the idea.别歪曲那想法。
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renaissance
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n.复活,复兴,文艺复兴 |
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- The Renaissance was an epoch of unparalleled cultural achievement.文艺复兴是一个文化上取得空前成就的时代。
- The theme of the conference is renaissance Europe.大会的主题是文艺复兴时期的欧洲。
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bough
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n.大树枝,主枝 |
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- I rested my fishing rod against a pine bough.我把钓鱼竿靠在一棵松树的大树枝上。
- Every bough was swinging in the wind.每条树枝都在风里摇摆。
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sneered
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讥笑,冷笑( sneer的过去式和过去分词 ) |
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- He sneered at people who liked pop music. 他嘲笑喜欢流行音乐的人。
- It's very discouraging to be sneered at all the time. 成天受嘲讽是很令人泄气的。
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liar
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n.说谎的人 |
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- I know you for a thief and a liar!我算认识你了,一个又偷又骗的家伙!
- She was wrongly labelled a liar.她被错误地扣上说谎者的帽子。
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callouses
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n.硬皮,老茧( callous的名词复数 )v.(使)硬结,(使)起茧( callous的第三人称单数 );(使)冷酷无情 |
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ruffles
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褶裥花边( ruffle的名词复数 ) |
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- You will need 12 yards of ribbon facing for the ruffles. 你将需要12码丝带为衣服镶边之用。
- It is impossible to live without some daily ruffles to our composure. 我们日常的平静生活免不了会遇到一些波折。
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elegance
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n.优雅;优美,雅致;精致,巧妙 |
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- The furnishings in the room imparted an air of elegance.这个房间的家具带给这房间一种优雅的气氛。
- John has been known for his sartorial elegance.约翰因为衣着讲究而出名。
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duels
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n.两男子的决斗( duel的名词复数 );竞争,斗争 |
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- That's where I usually fight my duels. 我经常在那儿进行决斗。” 来自英语晨读30分(初三)
- Hyde Park also became a favourite place for duels. 海德公园也成了决斗的好地方。 来自辞典例句
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gallant
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adj.英勇的,豪侠的;(向女人)献殷勤的 |
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- Huang Jiguang's gallant deed is known by all men. 黄继光的英勇事迹尽人皆知。
- These gallant soldiers will protect our country.这些勇敢的士兵会保卫我们的国家的。
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gravy
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n.肉汁;轻易得来的钱,外快 |
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- You have spilled gravy on the tablecloth.你把肉汁泼到台布上了。
- The meat was swimming in gravy.肉泡在浓汁之中。
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chuckled
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轻声地笑( chuckle的过去式和过去分词 ) |
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- She chuckled at the memory. 想起这件事她就暗自发笑。
- She chuckled softly to herself as she remembered his astonished look. 想起他那惊讶的表情,她就轻轻地暗自发笑。
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pal
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n.朋友,伙伴,同志;vi.结为友 |
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- He is a pal of mine.他是我的一个朋友。
- Listen,pal,I don't want you talking to my sister any more.听着,小子,我不让你再和我妹妹说话了。
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steadily
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adv.稳定地;不变地;持续地 |
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- The scope of man's use of natural resources will steadily grow.人类利用自然资源的广度将日益扩大。
- Our educational reform was steadily led onto the correct path.我们的教学改革慢慢上轨道了。
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sweeping
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adj.范围广大的,一扫无遗的 |
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- The citizens voted for sweeping reforms.公民投票支持全面的改革。
- Can you hear the wind sweeping through the branches?你能听到风掠过树枝的声音吗?
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wade
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v.跋涉,涉水;n.跋涉 |
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- We had to wade through the river to the opposite bank.我们只好涉水过河到对岸。
- We cannot but wade across the river.我们只好趟水过去。
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squinted
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斜视( squint的过去式和过去分词 ); 眯着眼睛; 瞟; 从小孔或缝隙里看 |
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- Pulling his rifle to his shoulder he squinted along the barrel. 他把枪顶肩,眯起眼睛瞄准。
- I squinted through the keyhole. 我从锁眼窥看。
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reeking
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v.发出浓烈的臭气( reek的现在分词 );散发臭气;发出难闻的气味 (of sth);明显带有(令人不快或生疑的跡象) |
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- I won't have you reeking with sweat in my bed! 我就不许你混身臭汗,臭烘烘的上我的炕! 来自汉英文学 - 骆驼祥子
- This is a novel reeking with sentimentalism. 这是一本充满着感伤主义的小说。 来自辞典例句
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grimace
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v.做鬼脸,面部歪扭 |
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- The boy stole a look at his father with grimace.那男孩扮着鬼脸偷看了他父亲一眼。
- Thomas made a grimace after he had tasted the wine.托马斯尝了那葡萄酒后做了个鬼脸。
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patio
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n.庭院,平台 |
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- Suddenly, the thought of my beautiful patio came to mind. I can be quiet out there,I thought.我又忽然想到家里漂亮的院子,我能够在这里宁静地呆会。
- They had a barbecue on their patio on Sunday.星期天他们在院子里进行烧烤。
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swell
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vi.膨胀,肿胀;增长,增强 |
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- The waves had taken on a deep swell.海浪汹涌。
- His injured wrist began to swell.他那受伤的手腕开始肿了。
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decided
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adj.决定了的,坚决的;明显的,明确的 |
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- This gave them a decided advantage over their opponents.这使他们比对手具有明显的优势。
- There is a decided difference between British and Chinese way of greeting.英国人和中国人打招呼的方式有很明显的区别。
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standing
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n.持续,地位;adj.永久的,不动的,直立的,不流动的 |
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- After the earthquake only a few houses were left standing.地震过后只有几幢房屋还立着。
- They're standing out against any change in the law.他们坚决反对对法律做任何修改。
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linen
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n.亚麻布,亚麻线,亚麻制品;adj.亚麻布制的,亚麻的 |
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- The worker is starching the linen.这名工人正在给亚麻布上浆。
- Fine linen and cotton fabrics were known as well as wool.精细的亚麻织品和棉织品像羊毛一样闻名遐迩。
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