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CHAPTER XXVI PIPPA’S MOTHER
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 MISS Mason was in her studio having tea. Barnabas was with her. He invariably dropped in at tea-time 
 
unless he was giving a tea-party on his own account.
 
Pippa had gone with Alan to look at flats. The occupation was an intense joy to her. If he had decided 
 
on all the flats on which she had set her heart he would have taken at least a dozen, and he and 
 
Aurora1 would have lived in one at a time during each of the twelve months of the year. Hitherto, 
 
notwithstanding Pippa’s enthusiasm regarding them, he had not found one that quite came up to his 
 
requirements. Tea being finished, Barnabas lit a cigarette.
 
“I must take you to call on Mrs. McAndrew soon,” said Barnabas. “She and Andrew have got a minute 
 
flat quite close to his studio. She’s a delightful3 old lady. You will like her, and her Scotch4 is, if 
 
anything, broader than Andrew’s. I’ve never seen a fellow so gloriously happy as he is. We look upon 
 
you, Aunt Olive, as a kind of fairy godmother, who has only to touch people’s lives with a magic wand 
 
to ensure their happiness.”
 
Miss Mason laughed gruffly.
 
“That,” she said, “is quite the nicest thing I’ve ever had said to me. I know my own life has been 
 
a kind of glorious fairy tale lately.”
 
“Life,” said Barnabas, “is a fairy tale, if only one can believe it.”
 
“But,” said Aunt Olive, “one comes in touch with bad fairies on occasions.”
 
“I know,” nodded Barnabas gravely. “But I fancy there are some people who have the magic wand that 
 
can transform them into good ones.”
 
“It’s a comfortable belief,” said Miss Mason.
 
Sally opened the studio door.
 
“A lady to see Mr. Kirby, ma’am,” she said. “She says she has come about an advertisement of a 
 
ring.”
 
“At last,” said Barnabas, and he got up.
 
“Show her in,” said Miss Mason. And the next minute Sybil Preston entered the studio. Halfway5 into 
 
the room she stopped.
 
“Granny!” she exclaimed.
 
Miss Mason got up from her chair.
 
“Bless me!” she said in an excited voice, “it’s little Sybil Quarly. Sally, bring fresh tea at 
 
once.”
 
Sybil sat down by the table in a chair put for her by Barnabas.
 
“Of all the extraordinary things,” she laughed, “that I should walk quietly into this studio and 
 
find you. It must be fifteen years since we met.”
 
“And eleven since I heard from you,” said Miss Mason.
 
Sybil flushed faintly. “I’m a shocking letter writer,” she said. “I never write letters. But 
 
indeed I had not forgotten you.”
 
“Of course not,” said Miss Mason. “So the ring is yours. Just fancy that through your losing it, 
 
and Mr. Kirby’s advertisement, we should meet again. I’ve got it quite safely for you.” She got up 
 
and took it from a small box. “Here it is.”
 
Sybil held out her hand for it. Suddenly she became aware that Barnabas was watching her.
 
“I believe,” she said to him, with a little nervous laugh, “that you know my husband, Luke Preston. 
 
He was speaking of you only the other day, and saying that he must look you up.”
 
Barnabas smiled. “What, old Luke!” he exclaimed. “Of course I knew him. We were at school together.
 
 
“Then you are married?” said Miss Mason.
 
“Barely three weeks ago. We went to Yorkshire for part of our honeymoon6. It was on the way up I lost 
 
my ring. We were quite rural up there, and saw no papers but the ‘Yorkshire Post.’ It was only by 
 
chance that a London paper was sent us, and I saw the advertisement, so I——”
 
 
She broke off. She had suddenly seen the picture of Pippa standing2 by the faun. Both figures were 
 
life-size.
 
“Who,” she asked, “is that?” Her eyes were dilated7, her breath coming quickly.
 
“That is Pippa,” said Miss Mason; “a little girl I have adopted.”
 
Barnabas was again watching Sybil.
 
“She is,” he said quietly, “extraordinarily8 like a man I once knew, a great friend of mine—
 
Philippe Kostolitz.”
 
Sybil stared at him with wide eyes. There was a trace of fear in them.
 
“You knew Philippe?” she said.
 
“Yes,” said Barnabas, still quietly.
 
Miss Mason’s keen old eyes looked from one to the other of them.
 
“And what, my dear,” she said, “did you know of him?”
 
Sybil gave a little sob9. “He—he was my husband,” she said.
 
There was a dead silence in the room. Then Miss Mason put a question. It seemed forced from her:
 
“Did you have a child?”
 
Sybil bowed her head.
 
“Shall I go away?” asked Barnabas.
 
“No, stay,” said Sybil. “I suppose you guessed something the moment I came to claim the ring. Since 
 
you knew Philippe you must have known it belonged to him. You had better hear the story. God knows 
 
what I am going to do now.” Her lips quivered. She looked like a piteous, frightened child.
 
“My dear,” said Miss Mason gently, “if there is any way in which we can help you, we will. Tell us 
 
as much as you can.”
 
Sybil drew a long breath. She looked at Miss Mason. She tried to forget that Barnabas was present, 
 
though she wished him to remain.
 
“You know,” she began, “that we went to live at Pangbourne. A year after we went there I met 
 
Philippe. He was staying with some friends near us. We saw a good bit of each other one way and 
 
another, and—and we began to care....
 
“My mother must have guessed it, for she suddenly began to prevent my seeing him. But one day he came 
 
straight to my father and said he loved me.... My father was furious. He said he would never hear of 
 
his daughter marrying a vagabond artist, a man who spent half his life on the roads like any tramp, 
 
and the other half in a studio messing with common clay. You know my father never did like art, and he 
 
looked on all artists with contempt. He never believed that they were gentlemen. You know, he never 
 
believed that anyone who did anything for their livelihood10 was one. And he couldn’t conceive it 
 
possible that the love of the work and not money was Philippe’s motive11 in his art. At any rate, he 
 
sent Philippe away. I was quite miserable12, but hadn’t the courage to gainsay13 him, and my mother was 
 
quite as bad....
 
“Six months later I was staying with some friends in Hampshire for a fortnight. I was to go on from 
 
there to another friend—Cecily Mainwaring—for a month. Cecily lives in London. One day while I was 
 
in Hampshire I was out for a walk alone, when I met Philippe....
 
“Oh, it’s no use my trying to tell you how glad I was to see him. When he knew I was staying at 
 
Andover he remained in the neighbourhood, and we used to meet almost daily. I’d always gone for long 
 
walks alone. We used to spend hours together in Harewood Forest, and he used to make all kinds of 
 
plans. First he wanted me to defy my parents and run away with him and marry him. But I hadn’t the 
 
courage. I said that perhaps in time they’d consent. Then he thought of another plan and begged me to 
 
consent to it. We were to be married and keep it a secret from my people. I was to spend a month with 
 
him in some little country place instead of staying with Cecily. Then I was to go home, and he was to 
 
come down and use all his influence with my parents, and if it failed we would have to tell them. He 
 
begged me so that at last I consented. At the back of my mind I thought that if my parents were still 
 
obdurate14 I could persuade Philippe not to tell them. At least I’d have a [Pg 265]month with him. I 
 
wasn’t nineteen, and I never though of what—what might happen....” She stopped, her face crimson15.
 
“Yes, dear?” said Miss Mason gently.
 
“Philippe went away then to make arrangements, and I stayed on three days longer with my friends. I 
 
left them ostensibly to go to Cecily. I met Philippe instead.... We were married at a tiny church. He 
 
had got a special license16. He didn’t like it not being his own church, but as I was a Catholic it 
 
would have been difficult to arrange that. At all events, the marriage was legal, and he thought that 
 
perhaps we’d be married again in his own church when my parents knew. But of course that didn‘t 
 
trouble me. We went to Wales together, to a little village there. Any letters that might be written to 
 
me went to Cecily. I wrote to her and told her I was on a motor tour with friends and my visit to her 
 
must be postponed17; that I wasn’t sure when I could come home to her. And I asked her to keep any 
 
letters for me till I came. Cecily was quite unsuspecting, and did so.
 
“I was gloriously happy with Philippe. Occasionally I was frightened at what I had done, but when he 
 
was with me I only thought about him and my happiness. One day he went into Shrewsbury by train.... I 
 
was going with him, but I had such a bad headache that at the last moment I persuaded him to go alone. 
 
He was to have come back at seven o’clock in the evening.... He didn’t come, and I got uneasy. I 
 
went down towards the station.... Then I heard there had been a frightful18 railway accident only three 
 
miles outside the station.... I went to the place.... I don’t know how I got there. Ever so many 
 
people were going.... They carried the people from the train to cottages and barns.... I found 
 
Philippe in one of them....” Sybil’s voice shook and she stopped.
 
“We know, dear,” said Miss Mason. “Don’t try to tell us.”
 
There was a little silence. At last Sybil went on:
 
“When I saw that he was dead I suddenly realized what I had done. I knew there was no one to stand 
 
between me and my parents’ anger.... And then men came who began to ask questions of the people 
 
present ... wanting them to identify....” Again Sybil stopped.
 
“I ran away,” she went on pitifully. “I couldn’t bear to be asked anything. I thought perhaps no 
 
one would ever know. I thought it would be so much easier if they didn’t.... I got back to the 
 
cottage and packed a few things.... All the people were out at—at the place. We had given them an 
 
assumed name. I thought they’d never know who we were.... Of course, afterwards they knew about 
 
Philippe, I suppose, when he was identified. I saw in the papers that letters were found on him.... 
 
Someone went there, a friend of his. I’ve forgotten the name....”
 
“I went,” said Barnabas. “It is strange that there was no mention of you. I suppose the people at 
 
the rooms where you stayed wished to keep out of being questioned, so did not come forward. However, 
 
that’s no matter now.”
 
“I left money to pay for our lodging,” went on Sybil, “and just ran away. I walked a long distance 
 
to another little station and took a train to Hereford. From there I went to London. I got there in 
 
the early morning. I waited about in the station till nearly lunch-time. Then I drove to Cecily’s 
 
flat. I had sent my luggage—at least most of it—to her from Andover. I’d only taken a little box 
 
and a handbag to Wales. I left the box behind at the rooms. There was nothing in it that could betray 
 
my name. I took the handbag away with me. When I saw Cecily I just said that the tour had ended 
 
unexpectedly, and that I hadn’t been well. I stayed with her a week. That week and the three weeks in 
 
Wales just made up the month I was supposed to be with her. Then I went home....
 
“It’s no use trying to explain what I thought, nor how wretched I was. I don’t think I quite knew 
 
myself. It didn’t seem I who was acting20, but just something or somebody outside myself. If I really 
 
thought of anything it was only that I could never face my parents’ anger. So all the time I was 
 
planning and thinking how best to behave that they should never know. It sounds dreadful now, but then 
 
it didn’t seem fair that I should only have three weeks’ happiness, and for that bear the whole 
 
brunt of their anger alone. I soon found that I need not fear them guessing. They never suspected that 
 
I had not been with Cecily the whole time.... As the weeks passed I began to think myself that 
 
everything that had happened had been a dream.... It wasn’t exactly that I forgot Philippe, only I 
 
tried to pretend it had never been a reality.... And then all at once I realized that it wasn’t a 
 
dream ... that it never had been ... and no amount of thinking could turn it into one.... I used to 
 
pass whole nights of terror wondering what I could do.... If I had only told my parents at once it 
 
would have been so much easier.... Even though they would have been terribly angry, at least I was 
 
married to Philippe.... But now I felt I could never tell them....
 
“At last I thought of Cecily. I wrote to ask her to let me stay with her. I went; and then I told her 
 
everything.... Cecily was very good to me. She begged and implored21 me to tell my people, but I wouldn
 
’t, and I cried so much she thought I’d be ill, and at last she promised to help me and do 
 
everything I wanted.... We went over to [Pg 269]France. My father was quite willing for me to travel 
 
about with Cecily, and kept me well supplied with money. We were in France moving about in different 
 
places the whole winter. In March we took rooms at St. Germain.... It—it was there the child was 
 
born.... I wouldn’t see it.... I didn’t even want to know if it were a boy or a girl ... but Cecily 
 
would tell me. She had it christened Philippa.... I didn’t want to see it because I didn’t want to 
 
get fond of it. The nurse thought it was just queerness on my part because I was so weak. Cecily 
 
arranged everything. Just after the nurse left, and when I was well enough to travel, she took the 
 
baby away.... I was so glad when it went. Its crying always reminded me that it was there. It made me 
 
remember, and I wanted so dreadfully to forget....
 
“When Cecily came back to me alone I told her we’d never speak of it again.... We never have.... I 
 
sent her money.... My father always gave me a good dress allowance. Out of that I paid for the 
 
child.... I wanted it to be in France. I couldn’t bear to think of it speaking with a common English 
 
accent....”
 
Barnabas, who had been looking on the ground during most of the recital22, now looked up quickly. What 
 
an extraordinary anomaly the woman was. She could banish23 from her mind all memory of the man she had 
 
loved, she could forsake24 the child he had given her, and yet she could not bear the thought of its 
 
learning to speak with a common accent.
 
“Have you,” asked Miss Mason, “any idea where the child was left?”
 
“In Paris,” said Sybil quickly. “Cecily told me the name of the woman when she came back. I didn’t 
 
want to know, but I wasn’t able to stop her. It was Madame Barbin.”
 
Miss Mason sighed. “Then,” she said, “there is no question but that the child who came to my studio 
 
last December is your daughter.”
 
Sybil looked at the picture. “She is exactly like Philippe,” she said. “Tell me how she came to 
 
you.”
 
So Miss Mason told the story.
 
“I must write to Cecily and tell her to stop sending money to Madame Fournier,” said Sybil when she 
 
had ended.
 
Again there was a long silence. It was broken by Sybil.
 
“What am I to do?” she said. “I never told Luke I’d been married before. He knows nothing. And now 
 
for the first time in my life I want my little girl. It’s odd, isn’t it?”
 
Miss Mason looked straight before her. Her face had paled a little, and her voice was not quite steady 
 
as she answered:
 
“You must tell him now.”
 
Sybil drew in her breath quickly. “I can’t do that. You don’t know Luke. He’d never forgive me—
 
never. And I love him.”
 
“My dear,” said Miss Mason quietly, “are you sure he wouldn’t? Remember, he loves you, and love—
 
—”
 
“Ah,” said Sybil, with a little laugh that was almost a sob, “you’re a woman. Men aren’t like 
 
that. At least, Luke isn’t. If he knew I had deceived him he wouldn’t love me any more.”
 
Miss Mason looked at Barnabas. Perhaps a man’s judgment25 in the matter would be of use.
 
“Mrs. Preston is right,” said Barnabas. “If she had told him before she married him it would have 
 
been different. Now—— You see, I know her husband.”
 
“But——” said Miss Mason, and stopped. She did not know what to say. For her own sake she wanted 
 
silence. Yet to her candid26 mind further deceit was terribly distressing27.
 
Sybil looked from one to the other of them. She felt almost as if she were in the presence of a jury 
 
awaiting their verdict.
 
“May I,” said Barnabas, “say just how the situation strikes me?”
 
“Please do,” said Sybil quietly. She leant back a little in her chair.
 
“It seems to me,” said Barnabas, “that you cannot only look at the right or wrong of the matter 
 
entirely28 from your own point of view. There are two other people to be considered—your husband and 
 
the child. Knowing Luke I fear it is a matter in which he would not forgive the deceit. He is not a 
 
man who would see any extenuating29 circumstances in the case. He would not even understand your having 
 
been first persuaded into a secret marriage.”
 
“Can you understand it?” asked Sybil quickly. There was a little flush of colour in her face.
 
“I can,” said Barnabas. “I can see the whole situation very clearly—your fear of your parents’ 
 
anger and Philippe’s persuasions30. It would not be easy for a woman who loved Philippe to withstand 
 
him. I, who knew him, can understand that. Luke did not know him?”
 
“Yes?” said Sybil as he stopped. She looked at him intently. “But,” she went on, “you don’t 
 
understand the rest of my action?”
 
“Frankly, no,” said Barnabas. “I can’t understand your silence afterwards when it came to your 
 
desertion of his child. I have, though, no right to sit in judgment on anyone; and please understand 
 
that I’m not judging you. But I am quite sure that Luke would not take a lenient31 view. If he forgave 
 
at all—and I honestly doubt his forgiveness—duty would make him offer the child a home. In fact, he 
 
would probably insist on your having the child with you. But,” and Barnabas’ voice was firm, “he 
 
would never, forget. And, however strong his sense of duty, there would always be a barrier between 
 
him and the child. It would not be good for her. Also there is no question but that your husband’s 
 
confidence and happiness would be destroyed.” He stopped. He felt every word he had said. He was 
 
sorry for the woman, but Luke and Pippa could not be sacrificed, and to speak now would mean the 
 
sacrifice of both their lives.
 
“Then——?” asked Sybil, her eyes upon the ground.
 
“In my opinion,” said Barnabas, “having kept silence, you owe it to your husband to keep silence 
 
still; in fact, for ever. The child has a home now, and one who cares for her. For her sake, too, I do 
 
not think you should run the risk of taking her to a home where she would be unwelcome. She is 
 
extraordinarily sensitive. She would feel it now, and more as she grows older.”
 
Sybil looked towards the picture. It showed the child in three-quarter face. “But I want her now,” 
 
she said. “She looks such a darling.”
 
Barnabas suppressed a slight movement of impatience32. Sybil’s sole thought was of herself and her own 
 
wants.
 
“Then you are prepared,” he asked, “to tell your husband everything? To lose his confidence and his 
 
love, and kill his happiness, and, quite possibly, have him to go away from you, merely making you an 
 
allowance. For he is quite as likely—and I believe more likely—to do that than accept the charge of 
 
the child. Which do you want most—your child whom you have never seen or your husband?”
 
“Oh, I want Luke,” said Sybil quickly. “At least, I think so.”
 
Barnabas felt considerably33 like shaking her. He was determined34 that if he could prevent it she should 
 
not spoil two lives. He had no belief in weak and tardy35 confessions36 that advantage no one. He made an 
 
appeal to her better self—if it existed.
 
“Then,” he said, “have the strength and courage to keep silence. Even if you do want your child 
 
now, have the pluck to renounce37 her for her sake and Luke’s. Remember, that payment of some kind is 
 
always demanded sooner or later for any debt we owe. This is your payment.”
 
Sybil looked silently towards Miss Mason.
 
“He’s right,” said Miss Mason. “I hadn’t seen things quite in that light. Also, I was afraid of 
 
having my judgment biassed38 by my desire to keep the child.”
 
Curiously39 enough throughout the conversation neither Miss Mason nor Barnabas had spoken of Pippa by 
 
name. Instinctively41 they both felt that to do so would be to suggest an intimacy42 to which Sybil was 
 
not entitled.
 
Sybil looked at the floor for a few moments without speaking. Then she raised her head.
 
“Very well,” she said, “I will not tell Luke. He may come to see you, Mr. Kirby. If he does please 
 
don’t tell him of my visit here. But of course you won’t. And,” she went on, with a little pleading 
 
note in her voice, “please, you two, don’t despise me more than you can help. Some people seem born 
 
strong and not afraid. I’ve always been a coward. I think perhaps if my father and mother had been a 
 
little more lenient with me when I was a child it would have been different. But I was timid, and 
 
dreaded43 being shut up in the dark. So I used to fib to get out of punishment. And after a time I 
 
thought nothing of not speaking the truth to them. But I suppose you can’t understand that.”
 
“I can understand very well,” said Miss Mason. She had known the parents.
 
And Barnabas felt a sudden pity for the woman, who in spite of her thirty-two years looked little more 
 
than a girl. She was of the fragile flower-like beauty that would no doubt appeal to a man of the 
 
strength of Kostolitz. At the moment Barnabas himself would have protected her rather than have blamed 
 
her.
 
All at once Sybil spoke40 timidly. “Where is she?” she asked, nodding towards the picture. “Could I 
 
see her for a moment?”
 
Miss Mason hesitated, doubtful of the wisdom of the proceeding44. “She’s out now,” she said.
 
Sybil gave a tiny sigh. “Well, perhaps it’s better not,” she said. “I’d have promised not to tell 
 
her. Of course, I don’t suppose anyone would [Pg 276]trust me very easily who knew everything. But 
 
truly she shall never know about me. And I’ll never tell Luke either. I see that you are right. I owe 
 
it to him now to keep silence. I’ll try to make him very happy. And—and I’ll take wanting my little 
 
girl as a punishment. I know I deserve to lose her, and I see that it is impossible for me to have her 
 
and keep Luke’s confidence. I should quite spoil his life and his belief in every one. If only I had 
 
been brave long ago I might have had my little girl and Luke too. But I will keep my word now.” She 
 
said it all like a child promising45 to be good.
 
“I know you will, my dear,” said Miss Mason gently. She was desperately46 sorry for Sybil, and 
 
terribly grieved at the whole situation. Yet she too saw that silence was now the only possible thing 
 
for them all. And in the end it would be happier for Sybil too. Possibly she would always now wish for 
 
her child and regret her loss. But it would be a tender regret, though sad. And she would keep Luke’s 
 
love.
 
And then suddenly from the courtyard they heard a child’s voice. Sybil flushed and looked at Miss 
 
Mason with pleading eyes.
 
“I’ll bring her,” said Barnabas. Wisdom or not, he could not have resisted Sybil’s face.
 
“We’ve found a flat, really and truly,” she cried, as she met Barnabas in the garden. “It is 
 
beautiful, but quite beautiful.”
 
 
“More beautiful than the others?” laughed Barnabas. “But come in now and behave pretty. Aunt Olive 
 
has a lady to tea with her.”
 
Pippa came into the room. Her extraordinary likeness47 to Kostolitz made Sybil catch her breath. For a 
 
moment she did not trust herself to speak.
 
“Ah!” cried Pippa, with quick recognition. “It is ze lady of ze car. Did you give her ze ring?”
 
Sybil held out her hand. “Yes, dear,” she said, “I’ve got it. I’m glad you found it and kept it 
 
for me.” She held the child’s hand tight. Pippa looked at her with her great grey eyes, so like the 
 
dead sculptor’s. Memories rushed over Sybil. The days in the forest, the days in the little Welsh 
 
village crowded back to her mind. She could almost hear Kostolitz’s voice, hear his gay laugh, and 
 
his words of passionate48 love. Her throat contracted and tears filled her eyes. Suddenly she got up.
 
“I’d better go now,” she said. Her voice shook a little. Then an impulse moved her. She held out 
 
the ring to Pippa. “Will you have it?” she said. “I’d like you to keep it.”
 
“For me?” said Pippa, her face crimson.
 
“May she?” said Sybil to Miss Mason.
 
“Yes,” said Miss Mason.
 
Sybil looked again at the picture of the child.
 
“I suppose I oughtn’t to ask,” she said, “but it would remind me. I don’t want to forget now. Not 
 
that I ever shall.”
 
“I’ll send it to you,” said Miss Mason. “Barnabas won’t mind, will you, Barnabas? Just a gift 
 
from an old friend, you know.”
 
Sybil’s eyes filled with tears. “Thank you,” she said. Then she bent49 and kissed Pippa. “Good-bye, 
 
little one.”
 
Barnabas went to the door with her.
 
“I couldn’t stay any longer,” she said. “Good-bye.”
 
And she went away in the sunshine, past the little faun in the next garden, and so out of the 
 
courtyard, and out of the lives she had momentarily entered.
 
When she had disappeared Barnabas looked at the little faun.
 
“It was the only way,” he said. And his heart was sad for the man who had been forgotten by the 
 
woman he had loved. And he wondered if he knew everything now. If he did he would probably understand 
 
so fully19 that he would forgive fully. And then Barnabas went back into the studio.

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n.极光
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adj.令人高兴的,使人快乐的
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参考例句:
  • Her eyes dilated with fear. 她吓得瞪大了眼睛。
  • The cat dilated its eyes. 猫瞪大了双眼。 来自《简明英汉词典》
8 extraordinarily Vlwxw     
adv.格外地;极端地
参考例句:
  • She is an extraordinarily beautiful girl.她是个美丽非凡的姑娘。
  • The sea was extraordinarily calm that morning.那天清晨,大海出奇地宁静。
9 sob HwMwx     
n.空间轨道的轰炸机;呜咽,哭泣
参考例句:
  • The child started to sob when he couldn't find his mother.孩子因找不到他妈妈哭了起来。
  • The girl didn't answer,but continued to sob with her head on the table.那个女孩不回答,也不抬起头来。她只顾低声哭着。
10 livelihood sppzWF     
n.生计,谋生之道
参考例句:
  • Appropriate arrangements will be made for their work and livelihood.他们的工作和生活会得到妥善安排。
  • My father gained a bare livelihood of family by his own hands.父亲靠自己的双手勉强维持家计。
11 motive GFzxz     
n.动机,目的;adv.发动的,运动的
参考例句:
  • The police could not find a motive for the murder.警察不能找到谋杀的动机。
  • He had some motive in telling this fable.他讲这寓言故事是有用意的。
12 miserable g18yk     
adj.悲惨的,痛苦的;可怜的,糟糕的
参考例句:
  • It was miserable of you to make fun of him.你取笑他,这是可耻的。
  • Her past life was miserable.她过去的生活很苦。
13 gainsay ozAyL     
v.否认,反驳
参考例句:
  • She is a fine woman-that nobody can gainsay.她是个好女人无人能否认。
  • No one will gainsay his integrity.没有人对他的正直有话可讲。
14 obdurate N5Dz0     
adj.固执的,顽固的
参考例句:
  • He is obdurate in his convictions.他执着于自己所坚信的事。
  • He remained obdurate,refusing to alter his decision.他依然固执己见,拒不改变决定。
15 crimson AYwzH     
n./adj.深(绯)红色(的);vi.脸变绯红色
参考例句:
  • She went crimson with embarrassment.她羞得满脸通红。
  • Maple leaves have turned crimson.枫叶已经红了。
16 license B9TzU     
n.执照,许可证,特许;v.许可,特许
参考例句:
  • The foreign guest has a license on the person.这个外国客人随身携带执照。
  • The driver was arrested for having false license plates on his car.司机由于使用假车牌而被捕。
17 postponed 9dc016075e0da542aaa70e9f01bf4ab1     
vt.& vi.延期,缓办,(使)延迟vt.把…放在次要地位;[语]把…放在后面(或句尾)vi.(疟疾等)延缓发作(或复发)
参考例句:
  • The trial was postponed indefinitely. 审讯无限期延迟。
  • The game has already been postponed three times. 这场比赛已经三度延期了。
18 frightful Ghmxw     
adj.可怕的;讨厌的
参考例句:
  • How frightful to have a husband who snores!有一个发鼾声的丈夫多讨厌啊!
  • We're having frightful weather these days.这几天天气坏极了。
19 fully Gfuzd     
adv.完全地,全部地,彻底地;充分地
参考例句:
  • The doctor asked me to breathe in,then to breathe out fully.医生让我先吸气,然后全部呼出。
  • They soon became fully integrated into the local community.他们很快就完全融入了当地人的圈子。
20 acting czRzoc     
n.演戏,行为,假装;adj.代理的,临时的,演出用的
参考例句:
  • Ignore her,she's just acting.别理她,她只是假装的。
  • During the seventies,her acting career was in eclipse.在七十年代,她的表演生涯黯然失色。
21 implored 0b089ebf3591e554caa381773b194ff1     
恳求或乞求(某人)( implore的过去式和过去分词 )
参考例句:
  • She implored him to stay. 她恳求他留下。
  • She implored him with tears in her eyes to forgive her. 她含泪哀求他原谅她。
22 recital kAjzI     
n.朗诵,独奏会,独唱会
参考例句:
  • She is going to give a piano recital.她即将举行钢琴独奏会。
  • I had their total attention during the thirty-five minutes that my recital took.在我叙述的35分钟内,他们完全被我吸引了。
23 banish nu8zD     
vt.放逐,驱逐;消除,排除
参考例句:
  • The doctor advised her to banish fear and anxiety.医生劝她消除恐惧和忧虑。
  • He tried to banish gloom from his thought.他试图驱除心中的忧愁。
24 forsake iiIx6     
vt.遗弃,抛弃;舍弃,放弃
参考例句:
  • She pleaded with her husband not to forsake her.她恳求丈夫不要抛弃她。
  • You must forsake your bad habits.你必须革除你的坏习惯。
25 judgment e3xxC     
n.审判;判断力,识别力,看法,意见
参考例句:
  • The chairman flatters himself on his judgment of people.主席自认为他审视人比别人高明。
  • He's a man of excellent judgment.他眼力过人。
26 candid SsRzS     
adj.公正的,正直的;坦率的
参考例句:
  • I cannot but hope the candid reader will give some allowance for it.我只有希望公正的读者多少包涵一些。
  • He is quite candid with his friends.他对朋友相当坦诚。
27 distressing cuTz30     
a.使人痛苦的
参考例句:
  • All who saw the distressing scene revolted against it. 所有看到这种悲惨景象的人都对此感到难过。
  • It is distressing to see food being wasted like this. 这样浪费粮食令人痛心。
28 entirely entirely     
ad.全部地,完整地;完全地,彻底地
参考例句:
  • The fire was entirely caused by their neglect of duty. 那场火灾完全是由于他们失职而引起的。
  • His life was entirely given up to the educational work. 他的一生统统献给了教育工作。
29 extenuating extenuating     
adj.使减轻的,情有可原的v.(用偏袒的辩解或借口)减轻( extenuate的现在分词 );低估,藐视
参考例句:
  • There were extenuating circumstances and the defendant did not receive a prison sentence. 因有可减轻罪行的情节被告未被判刑。
  • I do not plead any extenuating act. 我不求宽大,也不要求减刑。 来自演讲部分
30 persuasions 7acb1d2602a56439ada9ab1a54954d31     
n.劝说,说服(力)( persuasion的名词复数 );信仰
参考例句:
  • To obtain more advertisting it needed readers of all political persuasions. 为获得更多的广告,它需要迎合各种政治见解的读者。 来自辞典例句
  • She lingered, and resisted my persuasions to departure a tiresome while. 她踌躇不去,我好说歹说地劝她走,她就是不听。 来自辞典例句
31 lenient h9pzN     
adj.宽大的,仁慈的
参考例句:
  • The judge was lenient with him.法官对他很宽大。
  • It's a question of finding the means between too lenient treatment and too severe punishment.问题是要找出处理过宽和处罚过严的折中办法。
32 impatience OaOxC     
n.不耐烦,急躁
参考例句:
  • He expressed impatience at the slow rate of progress.进展缓慢,他显得不耐烦。
  • He gave a stamp of impatience.他不耐烦地跺脚。
33 considerably 0YWyQ     
adv.极大地;相当大地;在很大程度上
参考例句:
  • The economic situation has changed considerably.经济形势已发生了相当大的变化。
  • The gap has narrowed considerably.分歧大大缩小了。
34 determined duszmP     
adj.坚定的;有决心的
参考例句:
  • I have determined on going to Tibet after graduation.我已决定毕业后去西藏。
  • He determined to view the rooms behind the office.他决定查看一下办公室后面的房间。
35 tardy zq3wF     
adj.缓慢的,迟缓的
参考例句:
  • It's impolite to make a tardy appearance.晚到是不礼貌的。
  • The boss is unsatisfied with the tardy tempo.老板不满于这种缓慢的进度。
36 confessions 4fa8f33e06cadcb434c85fa26d61bf95     
n.承认( confession的名词复数 );自首;声明;(向神父的)忏悔
参考例句:
  • It is strictly forbidden to obtain confessions and to give them credence. 严禁逼供信。 来自《现代汉英综合大词典》
  • Neither trickery nor coercion is used to secure confessions. 既不诱供也不逼供。 来自《现代汉英综合大词典》
37 renounce 8BNzi     
v.放弃;拒绝承认,宣布与…断绝关系
参考例句:
  • She decided to renounce the world and enter a convent.她决定弃绝尘世去当修女。
  • It was painful for him to renounce his son.宣布与儿子脱离关系对他来说是很痛苦的。
38 biassed 6e85c46f87d4ad098e6df7e2de970b02     
(统计试验中)结果偏倚的,有偏的
参考例句:
39 curiously 3v0zIc     
adv.有求知欲地;好问地;奇特地
参考例句:
  • He looked curiously at the people.他好奇地看着那些人。
  • He took long stealthy strides. His hands were curiously cold.他迈着悄没声息的大步。他的双手出奇地冷。
40 spoke XryyC     
n.(车轮的)辐条;轮辐;破坏某人的计划;阻挠某人的行动 v.讲,谈(speak的过去式);说;演说;从某种观点来说
参考例句:
  • 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。
41 instinctively 2qezD2     
adv.本能地
参考例句:
  • As he leaned towards her she instinctively recoiled. 他向她靠近,她本能地往后缩。 来自《简明英汉词典》
  • He knew instinctively where he would find her. 他本能地知道在哪儿能找到她。 来自《简明英汉词典》
42 intimacy z4Vxx     
n.熟悉,亲密,密切关系,亲昵的言行
参考例句:
  • His claims to an intimacy with the President are somewhat exaggerated.他声称自己与总统关系密切,这有点言过其实。
  • I wish there were a rule book for intimacy.我希望能有个关于亲密的规则。
43 dreaded XuNzI3     
adj.令人畏惧的;害怕的v.害怕,恐惧,担心( dread的过去式和过去分词)
参考例句:
  • The dreaded moment had finally arrived. 可怕的时刻终于来到了。
  • He dreaded having to spend Christmas in hospital. 他害怕非得在医院过圣诞节不可。 来自《用法词典》
44 proceeding Vktzvu     
n.行动,进行,(pl.)会议录,学报
参考例句:
  • This train is now proceeding from Paris to London.这次列车从巴黎开往伦敦。
  • The work is proceeding briskly.工作很有生气地进展着。
45 promising BkQzsk     
adj.有希望的,有前途的
参考例句:
  • The results of the experiments are very promising.实验的结果充满了希望。
  • We're trying to bring along one or two promising young swimmers.我们正设法培养出一两名有前途的年轻游泳选手。
46 desperately cu7znp     
adv.极度渴望地,绝望地,孤注一掷地
参考例句:
  • He was desperately seeking a way to see her again.他正拼命想办法再见她一面。
  • He longed desperately to be back at home.他非常渴望回家。
47 likeness P1txX     
n.相像,相似(之处)
参考例句:
  • I think the painter has produced a very true likeness.我认为这位画家画得非常逼真。
  • She treasured the painted likeness of her son.她珍藏她儿子的画像。
48 passionate rLDxd     
adj.热情的,热烈的,激昂的,易动情的,易怒的,性情暴躁的
参考例句:
  • He is said to be the most passionate man.据说他是最有激情的人。
  • He is very passionate about the project.他对那个项目非常热心。
49 bent QQ8yD     
n.爱好,癖好;adj.弯的;决心的,一心的
参考例句:
  • He was fully bent upon the project.他一心扑在这项计划上。
  • We bent over backward to help them.我们尽了最大努力帮助他们。


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