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Rose had a dream about Anna. This was after she had gone away and left Anna behind. Shedreamed she met Anna walking up Gonzales Hill. She knew she was coming from school. Shewent up to speak to her but Anna walked past not speaking. No wonder. She was covered withclay that seemed to have leaves or branches in it, so that the effect was of dead garlands.
Decoration; ruination. And the clay or mud was not dry, it was still dripping off her, so that shelooked crude and sad, a botched heavy-headed idol3.
“Do you want to come with me, do you want to stay with Daddy?” Rose had said to her, butAnna had refused to answer, saying instead, “I don’t want you to go.” Rose had got a job at a radiostation in a town in the Kootenay mountains.
Anna was lying in the four-poster bed where Patrick and Rose used to sleep, where Patrick nowslept alone. Rose slept in the den2.
Anna would go to sleep in that bed, then Patrick would carry her to her own bed. NeitherPatrick nor Rose knew when this stopped being occasional, and became essential. Everything inthe house was out of kilter. Rose was packing her trunk. She did it in the daytime when Patrickand Anna were not around. She and Patrick spent the evenings in different parts of the house.
Once she went into the dining room and found him putting fresh Scotch4 tape on the snapshots inthe album. She was angry at him for doing this. She saw a snapshot of herself, pushing Anna on aswing in the park; herself smirking5 in a bikini; true lies.
“It wasn’t any better then,” she said. “Not really.” She meant that she had always been planning,at the back of her mind, to do what she was doing now. Even on her wedding day she had knownthis time would come, and that if it didn’t she might as well be dead. The betrayal was hers.
“I know that,” said Patrick angrily.
But of course it had been better, because she hadn’t started to try to make the break come, shehad forgotten for long stretches that it would have to come. Even to say she had been planning tobreak, had started to break, was wrong, because she had done nothing deliberately6, nothing at allintelligently, it had happened as painfully and ruinously as possible with all sorts of shilly-shallying and reconciling and berating7, and right now she felt as if she was walking a swingingbridge and could only keep her eyes on the slats ahead, never look down or around.
“Which do you want?” she said softly to Anna. Instead of answering, Anna called out forPatrick. When he came she sat up and pulled them both down on the bed, one on each side of her.
She held on to them, and began to sob8 and shake. A violently dramatic child, sometimes, a bareblade.
“You don’t have to,” she said. “You don’t have fights any more.” Patrick looked across at Rosewithout accusation9. His customary look for years, even when they were making love, had beenaccusing, but he felt such pain on Anna’s account that all accusation was wiped out. Rose had toget up and go out, leaving him to comfort Anna, because she was afraid a great, deceptive10 rush offeeling for him was on the way.
It was true, they did not have fights any more. She had scars on her wrists and her body, whichshe had made (not quite in the most dangerous places) with a razor blade. Once in the kitchen ofthis house Patrick had tried to choke her. Once she had run outside and knelt in her nightgown,tearing up handfuls of grass. Yet for Anna this bloody11 fabric12 her parents had made, of mistakesand mismatches, that anybody could see ought to be torn up and thrown away, was still the trueweb of life, of father and mother, of beginning and shelter. What fraud, thought Rose, what fraudfor everybody. We come from unions which don’t have in them anything like what we think wedeserve.
She wrote to Tom, to tell him what she was going to do. Tom was a teacher at the University ofCalgary. Rose was a little bit in love with him (so she said to friends who knew about the affair: alittle bit in love). She had met him here a year ago—he was the brother of a woman she sometimesacted with in radio plays—and since then she had stayed with him once in Victoria. They wrotelong letters to each other. He was a courtly man, a historian, he wrote witty13 and delicately amorousletters. She had been a little afraid that when she announced that she was leaving Patrick, Tomwould write less often, or more guardedly, in case she might be hoping for too much from him.
Getting ideas. But he did not, he was not so vulgar or so cowardly; he trusted her.
She said to her friends that leaving Patrick had nothing to do with Tom and that she wouldprobably not see Tom any oftener than she had before. She believed that, but she had chosenbetween the job in the mountain town and one on Vancouver Island because she liked the idea ofbeing closer to Calgary.
In the morning Anna was cheerful, she said it was all right. She said she wanted to stay. Shewanted to stay in her school, with her friends. She turned halfway14 down the walk to wave andshriek at her parents.
“Have a happy divorce!”
ROSE HAD THOUGHT that once she got out of Patrick’s house she would live in a bare room,some place stained and shabby. She would not care, she would not bother making a setting forherself, she disliked all that. The apartment which she found—the upstairs of a brown brick househalfway up the mountainside—was stained and shabby, but she immediately set to work to fix itup. The red-and-gold wallpaper (these places, she was to discover, were often tricked out withsomeone’s idea of elegant wallpaper) had been hastily put on, and was ripping and curling awayfrom the baseboard. She bought some paste and pasted it down. She bought hanging plants andcoaxed them not to die. She put up amusing posters in the bathroom. She paid insulting prices foran Indian bedspread, baskets and pottery15 and painted mugs, in the only shop in town where suchthings were to be found. She painted the kitchen blue and white, trying to get the colors of willow-pattern china. The landlord promised to pay for the paint but didn’t. She bought blue candles,some incense16, a great bunch of dried gold leaves and grass. What she had, when all this wasfinished, was a place which belonged quite recognizably to a woman, living alone, probably nolonger young, who was connected, or hoped to be connected, with a college or the arts. Just as thehouse she had lived in before, Patrick’s house, belonged recognizably to a successful business orprofessional man with inherited money and standards.
The town in the mountains seemed remote from everything. But Rose liked it, partly because ofthat. When you come back to living in a town after having lived in cities you have the idea thateverything is comprehensible and easy there, almost as if some people have got together and said,“Let’s play Town.” You think that nobody could die there.
Tom wrote that he must come to see her. In October (she had hardly expected it would be sosoon) there was an opportunity, a conference in Vancouver. He planned to leave the conference aday early, and to pretend to have taken an extra day there, so that he could have two days free. Buthe phoned from Vancouver that he could not come. He had an infected tooth, he was in bad pain,he was to have emergency dental surgery on the very day he had planned to spend with Rose. Sohe was to get the extra day after all, he said, did she think it was a judgment17 on him? He said hewas taking a Calvinistic view of things, and was groggy18 with pain and pills.
Rose’s friend Dorothy asked did she believe him? It had not occurred to Rose not to.
“I don’t think he’d do that,” she said, and Dorothy said quite cheerfully, even negligently19, “Oh,they’ll do anything.”
Dorothy was the only other woman at the station; she did a homemakers’ program twice aweek, and went around giving talks to women’s groups; she was much in demand as mistress ofceremonies at prizegiving dinners for young people’s organizations; that sort of thing. She andRose had struck up a friendship based mostly on their more-or-less single condition and theirventuresome natures. Dorothy had a lover in Seattle, and she did not trust him.
“They’ll do anything,” Dorothy said. They were having coffee in the Hole-in-One, a littlecoffee-and-doughnut shop next to the radio station. Dorothy began telling Rose a story about anaffair she had had with the owner of the station who was an old man now and spent most of histime in California. He had given her a necklace for Christmas that he said was jade21. He said he hadbought it in Vancouver. She went to have the clasp fixed22 and asked proudly how much thenecklace was worth. She was told it was not jade at all; the jeweler explained how to tell, holdingit up to the light. A few days later the owner’s wife came into the office showing off an identicalnecklace; she too had been told the jade story. While Dorothy was telling her this, Rose waslooking at Dorothy’s ash-blonde wig23, which was glossy24 and luxuriant and not for a momentbelievable, and her face, whose chipped and battered25 look the wig and her turquoise26 eye shadowemphasized. In a city she would have looked whorish; here, people thought she was outlandish,but glamorous27, a representative of some legendary28 fashionable world.
“That was the last time I trusted a man,” Dorothy said. “At the same time as me he was laying agirl who worked in here—married girl, a waitress—and his grandchildren’s baby sitter. How doyou like that?”
At Christmas Rose went back to Patrick’s house. She had not seen Tom yet, but he had sent hera fringed, embroidered29, dark blue shawl, bought during a conference holiday in Mexico, in earlyDecember, to which he had taken his wife (after all he had promised her, Rose said to Dorothy).
Anna had stretched out in three months. She loved to suck her stomach in and stick her ribs31 out,looking like a child of famine. She was high-spirited, acrobatic, full of antics and riddles32. Walkingto the store with her mother—for Rose was again doing the shopping, the cooking, sometimes wasdesperate with fear that her job and her apartment and Tom did not exist outside of herimagination—she said, “I always forget when I’m at school.”
“Forget what?”
“I always forget you’re not at home and then I remember. It’s only Mrs. Kreber.” Mrs. Kreberwas the housekeeper33 Patrick had hired.
Rose decided34 to take her away. Patrick did not say no, he said that maybe it was best. But hecould not stay in the house while Rose was packing Anna’s things.
Anna said later on she had not known she was coming to live with Rose, she had thought shewas coming for a visit. Rose believed she had to say and think something like this, so she wouldnot be guilty of any decision.
The train into the mountains was slowed by a great fall of snow. The water froze. The trainstood a long time in the little stations, wrapped in clouds of steam as the pipes were thawed35. Theygot into their outdoor clothes and ran along the platform. Rose said, “I’ll have to buy you a wintercoat. I’ll have to buy you some warm boots.” In the dark coastal37 winters rubber boots and hoodedraincoats were enough. Anna must have understood then that she was staying, but she saidnothing.
At night while Anna slept Rose looked out at the shocking depth and glitter of the snow. Thetrain crept along slowly, fearful of avalanches38. Rose was not alarmed, she liked the idea of theirbeing shut up in this dark cubicle39, under the rough train blankets, borne through such implacablelandscape. She always felt that the progress of trains, however perilous40, was safe and proper. Shefelt that planes, on the other hand, might at any moment be appalled41 by what they were doing, andsink through the air without a whisper of protest.
She sent Anna to school, in her new winter clothes. It was all right, Anna did not shrink orsuffer as an outsider. Within a week there were children coming home with her, she was going tothe houses of other children. Rose went out to meet her, in the early winter dark, along the streetswith their high walls of snow. In the fall a bear had come down the mountain, entered the town.
News of it came over the radio. An unusual visitor, a black bear, is strolling along Fulton Street.
You are advised to keep your children indoors. Rose knew that a bear was not likely to walk intotown in the winter, but she was worried just the same. Also she was afraid of cars, with the streetsso narrow and the corners hard to see around. Sometimes Anna would have gone home anotherway, and Rose would go all the way to the other child’s house and find her not there. Then shewould run, run all the way home along the hilly streets and up the long stairs, her heart poundingfrom the exercise and from fear, which she tried to hide when she found Anna there.
Her heart would pound also from hauling the laundry, the groceries. The laundromat, thesupermarket, the liquor store, were all at the bottom of the hill. She was busy all the time. Shealways had urgent plans for the next hour. Pick up the resoled shoes, wash and tint42 her hair, mendAnna’s coat for school tomorrow. Besides her job, which was hard enough, she was doing thesame things she had always done, and doing them under harder circumstances. There was asurprising amount of comfort in these chores.
Two things she bought for Anna: the goldfish, and the television set. Cats or dogs were notpermitted in the apartment, only birds or fish. One day in January, the second week Anna wasthere, Rose walked down the hill to meet her, after school, to take her to Woolworth’s to buy thefish. She looked at Anna’s face and thought it was dirty, then saw that it was stained with tears.
“Today I heard somebody calling Jeremy,” Anna said, “and I thought Jeremy was here.” Jeremywas a little boy she had often played with at home.
Rose mentioned the fish.
“My stomach hurts.”
“Are you hungry maybe? I wouldn’t mind a cup of coffee. What would you like?”
It was a terrible day. They were walking through the park, a shortcut43 to downtown. There hadbeen a thaw36, then a freeze, so that there was ice everywhere, with water or slush on top of it. Thesun was shining, but it was the kind of winter sunshine that only makes your eyes hurt, and yourclothes too heavy, and emphasizes all disorder44 and difficulty, such as the difficulty now, in tryingto walk on the ice. All around were teenagers just out of school, and their noise, their whoopingand sliding, the way a boy and girl sat on a bench on the ice, kissing ostentatiously, made Rosefeel even more discouraged.
Anna had chocolate milk. The teenagers had accompanied them into the restaurant. It was anoldfashioned place with the high-backed booths of the forties, and an orange-haired owner-cookwhom everyone called Dree; it was the shabby reality that people recognized nostalgically inmovies, and, best of all, nobody there had any idea that it was anything to be nostalgic about. Dreewas probably saving to fix it up. But today Rose thought of those restaurants it reminded her of,where she had gone after school, and thought that she had after all been very unhappy in them.
“You don’t love Daddy,” said Anna. “I know you don’t.”
“Well, I like him,” Rose said. “We just can’t live together, that’s all.” Like most things you areadvised to say, this rang false, and Anna said, “You don’t like him. You’re just lying.” She wasbeginning to sound more competent, and seemed to be looking forward to getting the better of hermother.
“Aren’t you?”
Rose was in fact just on the verge45 of saying no, she did not like him. If that’s what you want,you can have it, she felt like saying. Anna did want it, but could she stand it? How do you everjudge what children can stand? And actually the words love, don’t love, like, don’t like, even hate,had no meaning for Rose where Patrick was concerned.
“My stomach still hurts,” said Anna with some satisfaction, and pushed the chocolate milkaway. But she caught the danger signals, she did not want this to go any further. “When are wegetting the fish?” she said, as if Rose had been stalling.
They bought an orange fish, a blue spotted46 fish, a black fish with a velvety-looking body andhorrible bulging47 eyes, all of which they carried home in a plastic bag. They bought a fish bowl,colored pebbles48, a green plastic plant. Both of them were restored by the inside of Woolworth’s,the flashing fish and the singing birds and the bright pink and green lingerie and the gilt-framedmirrors and the kitchen plastic and a large lobster49 of cold red rubber.
On the television set Anna liked to watch “Family Court,” a program about teenagers needingabortions, and ladies picked up for shoplifting, and fathers showing up after long years away toreclaim their lost children who liked their stepfathers better. Another program she liked was called“The Brady Bunch.” The Brady Bunch was a family of six beautiful, busy, comicallymisunderstood or misunderstanding children, with a pretty blonde mother, a handsome dark father,a cheerful housekeeper. The Brady Bunch came on at six o’clock, and Anna wanted to eat supperwatching it. Rose allowed this because she often wanted to work through Anna’s suppertime. Shebegan putting things in bowls, so that Anna could manage more easily. She stopped makingsuppers of meat and potatoes and vegetables, because she had to throw so much out. She madechili instead, or scrambled51 eggs, bacon and tomato sandwiches, wieners wrapped in biscuit dough20.
Sometimes Anna wanted cereal, and Rose let her have it. But then she would think there wassomething disastrously52 wrong, when she saw Anna in front of the television set eating CaptainCrunch, at the very hour when families everywhere were gathered at kitchen or dining-roomtables, preparing to eat and quarrel and amuse and torment54 each other. She got a chicken, shemade a thick golden soup with vegetables and barley55. Anna wanted Captain Crunch53 instead. Shesaid the soup had a funny taste. It’s lovely soup, cried Rose, you’ve hardly tasted it, Anna, pleasetry it.
“For my sake,” it’s a wonder she didn’t say. She was relieved, on the whole, when Anna saidcalmly, “No.”
At eight o’clock she began to hound Anna into her bath, into bed. It was only when all this wasaccomplished—when she had brought the final glass of chocolate milk, mopped up the bathroom,picked up the papers, crayons, felt cutouts, scissors, dirty socks, Chinese checkers, also the blanketin which Anna wrapped herself to watch television, because the apartment was cold, made Anna’slunch for the next day, turned off her light over her protest—that Rose could settle down with adrink, or a cup of coffee laced with rum, and give herself over to satisfaction, appreciation56. Shewould turn off the lights and sit by the high front window looking out over this mountain town shehad hardly known existed a year ago, and she would think what a miracle it was that this hadhappened, that she had come all this way and was working, she had Anna, she was paying forAnna’s life and her own. She could feel the weight of Anna in the apartment then just as naturallyas she had felt her weight in her body, and without having to go and look at her she could see withstunning, fearful pleasure the fair hair and fair skin and glistening57 eyebrows58, the profile alongwhich, if you looked closely, you could see the tiny almost invisible hairs rise, catching59 the light.
For the first time in her life she understood domesticity, knew the meaning of shelter, and laboredto manage it.
“What made you want out of marriage?” said Dorothy. She had been married too, a long timeago.
Rose didn’t know what to mention first. The scars on her wrist? The choking in the kitchen, thegrubbing at the grass? All beside the point.
“I was just bored,” said Dorothy. “It just bored the hell out of me, to tell you the honest truth.”
She was half-drunk. Rose started to laugh and Dorothy said, “What in hell are you laughing at?”
“It’s just a relief to hear somebody say that. Instead of talking about how you didn’tcommunicate.”
“Well, we didn’t communicate, either. No, the fact was I was out of my mind over somebodyelse. I was having an affair with a guy who worked for a newspaper. A journalist. Well, he wentoff to England, the journalist did, and he wrote me a letter over the Atlantic saying he really trulyloved me. He wrote me that letter because he was over the Atlantic, and I was here, but I didn’thave sense enough to know that. Do you know what I did? I left my husband—well, that was noloss—and I borrowed money, fifteen hundred dollars I borrowed from the bank. And I flew toEngland after him. I phoned his paper, they said he’d gone to Turkey. I sat in the hotel waiting forhim to come back. Oh, what a time. I never went out of the hotel. If I went to get a massage60 orhave my hair done I told them where to page me. I kept pestering61 them fifty times a day. Isn’tthere a letter? Wasn’t there a phone call? Jesus, Jesus, Jesus.”
“Did he ever come back?”
“I phoned again, they told me he’d gone to Kenya. I had started getting the shakes. I saw I hadto get hold of myself so I did, in the nick of time. I flew home. I started paying back the bloodybank.”
Dorothy drank vodka, unmixed, from a water tumbler.
“Oh, two or three years later I met him, where was it. It was in an airport. No, it was in adepartment store. I’m sorry I missed you when you came to England, he said. I said, oh, that’s allright, I managed to have a good time anyway. I was still paying it back. I should’ve told him hewas a shit.”
At work Rose read commercials and the weather forecasts, answered letters, answered thetelephone, typed up the news, did the voices in Sunday skits62 written by a local minister, andplanned to do interviews. She wanted to do a story on the town’s early settlers; she went andtalked to an old blind man who lived above a feed store. He told her that in the old days apples andcherries had been tied to the boughs64 of pine and cedar65 trees, pictures taken of them and sent toEngland. That brought the English immigrants, convinced they were coming to a land where theorchards were already in bloom. When she got back to the station with this story everybodylaughed; they had heard it so often before.
She wasn’t forgetting Tom. He wrote; she wrote. Without this connection to a man, she mighthave seen herself as an uncertain and pathetic person; that connection held her new life in place.
For a while it looked as if luck was with them. A conference was set up in Calgary, on radio inrural life, or something of that sort, and the station was sending Rose. All without the leastconnivance on her part. She and Tom were jubilant and silly on the phone. She asked one of theyoung teachers across the hall if she would move in and look after Anna. The girl was glad toagree to do it; the other teacher’s boyfriend had moved in, and they were temporarily crowded.
Rose went back to the shop where she had bought the bedspread and the pots; she bought a caftan-nightgown sort of robe with a pattern of birds on it, in jewel colors. It made her think of theEmperor’s nightingale. She put a fresh rinse66 on her hair. She was to go sixty miles by bus, thencatch a plane. She would exchange an hour of terror for the extra time in Calgary. People at thestation enjoyed scaring her, telling her how the little planes rose almost straight up out of themountain airport, then bucked67 and shivered their way over the Rockies. She did think it would notbe right to die that way, to crash in the mountains going to see Tom. She thought this, in spite ofthe fever she was in to go. It seemed too frivolous68 an errand to die on. It seemed like treachery, totake such a risk; not treachery to Anna and certainly not to Patrick but perhaps to herself. But justbecause the journey was frivolously69 undertaken, because it was not entirely70 real, she believed shewould not die.
She was in such high spirits she played Chinese checkers all the time with Anna. She playedSorry, or any game Anna wanted. The night before she was to leave—she had arranged for a taxito pick her up, at half-past five in the morning—they were playing Chinese checkers, and Annasaid, “Oh, I can’t see with these blue ones,” and drooped71 over the board, about to cry, which shenever did, in a game. Rose touched her forehead and led her, complaining, to bed. Her temperaturewas a hundred and two. It was too late to phone Tom at his office and of course Rose couldn’tphone him at home. She did phone the taxi, and the airport, to cancel. Even if Anna seemed betterin the morning, she wouldn’t be able to go. She went over and told the girl who had been going tostay with Anna, then phoned the man who was arranging the conference, in Calgary. “Oh God,yes,” he said. “Kids!” In the morning, with Anna wrapped in her blanket, watching cartoons, shephoned Tom in his office. “You’re here, you’re here!” he said. “Where are you?”
Then she had to tell him.
Anna coughed, her fever went up and down. Rose tried to get the heat up, fiddled72 with thethermostat, drained the radiators74, phoned the landlord’s office and left a message. He didn’t phoneback. She phoned him at home at seven o’clock the next morning, told him her child hadbronchitis (which she may have believed at the time, but it was not true), told him she would givehim one hour to get her some heat or she would phone the newspaper, she would denounce himover the radio, she would sue him, she would find the proper channels. He came at once, with aput-upon face (a poor man trying to make ends meet bedeviled by hysterical75 women), he didsomething to the thermostat73 in the hall, and the radiators started to get hot. The teachers told Rosethat he had the hall thermostat fixed to control the heat and that he had never given in to protestsbefore. She felt proud, she felt like a fierce slum mother who had screamed and sworn and carriedon, for her child’s sake. She forgot that slum mothers are seldom fierce, being too tired andbewildered. It was her middle-class certainties, her expectations of justice, that had given her suchenergy, such a high-handed style of abuse; that had scared him.
After two days she had to go back to work. Anna had improved, but Rose was worried all thetime. She could not swallow a cup of coffee, for the chunk76 of anxiety in her throat. Anna was allright, she took her cough medicine, she sat up in bed, crayoning. When her mother came home shehad a story to tell her. It was about some princesses.
There was a white princess who dressed all in bride clothes and wore pearls. Swans and lambsand polar bears were her pets, and she had lilies and narcissus in her garden. She ate mashedpotatoes, vanilla77 ice cream, shredded78 coconut79 and meringue off the top of pies. A pink princessgrew roses and ate strawberries, kept flamingoes (Anna described them, could not think of thename) on a leash80. The blue princess subsisted81 on grapes and ink. The brown princess thoughdrably dressed feasted better than anybody; she had roast beef and gravy82 and chocolate cake withchocolate icing, also chocolate ice cream with chocolate fudge sauce. What was there in hergarden?
“Rude things,” said Anna. “All over the ground.”
This time Tom and Rose did not refer so openly to their disap pointment. They had begun tohold back a little, maybe to suspect that they were unlucky for each other. They wrote tenderly,carefully, amusingly, and almost as if the last failure had not happened.
In March he phoned to tell her that his wife and children were going to England. He was goingto join them there, but later, ten days later. So there will be ten days, cried Rose, blotting83 out thelong absence to come (he was to stay in England until the end of the summer). It turned out not tobe ten days, not quite, because he was obliged to go to Madison, Wisconsin, on the way toEngland. But you must come here first, Rose said, swallowing this disappointment, how long canyou stay, can you stay a week? She pictured them eating long sunny breakfasts. She saw herself inthe Emperor’s nightingale outfit84. She would have filtered coffee (she must buy a filter pot) and thatgood bitter marmalade in the stone jar. She didn’t give any thought to her morning chores at thestation.
He said he didn’t know about that, his mother was coming to help Pamela and the children getoff, and he couldn’t just pack up and leave her. It would really be so much better, he said, if shecould come to Calgary.
Then he became very happy and said they would go to Banff. They would take three or fourdays’ holiday, could she manage that, how about a long weekend? She said wasn’t Banff difficultfor him, he might run into someone he knew. He said no, no, it would be all right. She wasn’tquite so happy as he was because she hadn’t altogether liked being in the hotel with him, inVictoria. He had gone down to the lobby to get a paper, and phoned their room, to see if she knewenough not to answer. She knew enough, but the maneuver85 depressed86 her. Nevertheless she saidfine, wonderful, and they got calendars at each end of the phone, so that they could figure outwhich days. They could take in a weekend, she had a weekend coming to her. And she couldprobably manage Friday as well, and part at least of Monday. Dorothy could do the absolutelynecessary things for her. Dorothy owed her some working time. Rose had covered for her, whenshe was fogged in, in Seattle; she had spent an hour on the air reading household hints and recipesshe never believed would work.
She had nearly two weeks to make the arrangements. She spoke87 to the teacher again and theteacher said she could come. She bought a sweater. She hoped she would not be expected to learnto ski, in that time. There must be walks they could take. She thought they would spend most oftheir time eating and drinking and talking and making love. Thoughts of this latter exercisetroubled her a bit. Their talk on the phone was decorous, almost shy, but their letters, now thatthey were sure of meeting, were filled with inflammatory promises. These were what Rose lovedreading and writing, but she could not remember Tom as clearly as she wanted to. She couldremember what he looked like, that he was not very tall, and spare, with gray waving hair and along, clever face, but she could not remember any little, maddening things about him, any tone orsmell. The thing she could remember too well was that their time in Victoria had not beencompletely successful; she could remember something between a curse and an apology, theslippery edge of failure. This made her especially eager to try again, to succeed.
She was to leave Friday, early in the morning, taking the same bus and plane she had planned totake before.
Tuesday morning it began to snow. She did not pay much attention. It was wet, pretty snow,coming straight down in big flakes88. She wondered if it would be snowing in Banff. She hoped so,she liked the idea of lying in bed and watching it. It snowed more or less steadily89 for two days, andlate Thursday afternoon when she went to pick up her ticket at the travel agency they told her theairport had been closed. She did not show or even feel any worry; she was a bit relieved, that shewould not have to fly. How about trains, she said, but of course the train didn’t go to Calgary, itwent down to Spokane. She knew that already. Then the bus, she said. They phoned to make surethe highways were open and the buses were running. During that conversation her heart began topound a bit, but it was all right, everything was all right, the bus was running. It won’t be muchfun, they said, it leaves here at half-past twelve, that’s twelve midnight, and it gets into Calgaryaround 2 p.m. the next day.
“That’s all right.”
“You must really want to get to Calgary,” the grubby young man said. This was a mostramshackle informal travel agency, set up in a hotel lobby outside the door of the beer parlor90.
“It’s Banff, actually,” she said brazenly91. “And I do.”
“Going to do some skiing?”
“Maybe.” She was convinced he guessed everything. She didn’t know then how commonplacesuch illicit92 jaunts93 were; she thought the aura of sin was dancing round her like half-visible flameson a gas burner.
She went home thinking she would be better off, really, sitting on the bus, getting closer andcloser to Tom, than lying in bed unable to sleep. She would just have to ask the teacher to move intonight.
The teacher was waiting for her, playing Chinese checkers with Anna. “Oh, I don’t know howto tell you,” she said; “I’m so awfully94 sorry but something’s happened.”
She said her sister had had a miscarriage95 and was in need of her help. Her sister lived inVancouver.
“My boyfriend is driving me down tomorrow if we can get through.”
This was the first Rose had heard of any boyfriend, and she immediately suspected the wholestory. Some flying chance the girl was off on; she too had smelled love and hope. Somebody’shusband, maybe, or some boy her own age. Rose looked at her once-acned face now rosy96 withshame and excitement and knew she would never budge97 her. The teacher went on to embroider30 herstory with talk of her sister’s two little children; both boys, and they had been just longing98 for agirl.
Rose started phoning, to get somebody else. She phoned students, wives of the men she workedwith, who might be able to give her names; she phoned Dorothy who hated children. It was no use.
She followed leads that people had given her, though she realized these were probably worthless,given only to get rid of her. She was ashamed of her persistence99. At last Anna said, “I could stayhere by myself.”
“Don’t be silly.”
“I did before. When I was sick and you had to go to work.” “How would you like,” said Rose,and felt a true sudden pleasure at so easy and reckless a solution, “how would you like to come toBanff?”
They packed in a great rush. Fortunately Rose had been to the laundromat the night before. Shedid not allow herself to think about what Anna would do in Banff, about who would pay for theextra room, about whether Anna would in fact agree to having a separate room. She threw incoloring books and story books and messy kits63 of do-it-yourself decorations, anything she thoughtmight do for amusement. Anna was excited by the turn of events, not dismayed at the thought ofthe bus ride. Rose remembered to call ahead of time for the taxi to pick them up at midnight.
They almost got stuck driving down to the bus depot100. Rose thought what a good idea it had beento call the taxi half an hour ahead of time, for what was usually a five-minute drive. The bus depotwas an old service station, a dreary101 place. She left Anna on a bench with the luggage and went tobuy their tickets. When she came back Anna was drooped over the suitcase, having given way tosleepiness as soon as her mother’s back was turned.
“You can sleep on the bus.”
Anna straightened up, denied being tired. Rose hoped it would be warm on the bus. Perhaps sheshould have brought a blanket, to wrap around Anna. She had thought of it, but they had enough tocarry already, with the shopping bag full of Anna’s books and amusements; it was too much tothink of arriving in Calgary straggle-haired, cranky and constipated, with crayons spilling from thebag and a trailing blanket as well. She had decided not to.
There were just a few other passengers waiting. A young couple in jeans, looking cold andundernourished. A poor, respectable old woman wearing her winter hat; Indian grandmother witha baby. A man lying on one of the benches looked sick or drunk. Rose hoped he was just in thebus depot getting warm, not waiting for the bus, because he looked as if he might throw up. Or ifhe was getting on the bus, she hoped he would throw up now, not later. She thought she had bettertake Anna to the washroom here. However unpleasant it was, it was probably better than what theyhad on the bus. Anna was wandering around looking at the cigarette machines, candy machines,drink and sandwich machines. Rose wondered if she should buy some sandwiches, some wateryhot chocolate. Once into the mountains, she might wish she had.
Suddenly she thought that she had forgotten to phone Tom, to tell him to meet the bus not theplane. She would do it when they stopped for breakfast.
Attention all passengers waiting for the bus to Cranbrook, Radium Hot Springs, Golden,Calgary. Your bus has been canceled. Bus due to leave here at twelve-thirty has been canceled.
Rose went up to the wicket and said what is this, what happened, tell me, is the highway closed?
Yawning, the man told her, “It’s closed past Cranbrook. Open from here to Cranbrook but closedpast that. And closed west of here to Grand Forks so the bus won’t even get here tonight.”
Calmly, Rose asked, what were the other buses she could take? “What do you mean, otherbuses?”
“Well, isn’t there a bus to Spokane? I could get from there to Calgary.”
Unwillingly102 he pulled out his schedules. Then they both remembered that if the highway wasclosed between here and Grand Forks, that was no good, no bus would be coming through. Rosethought of the train to Spokane, then the bus to Calgary. She could never do it, it would beimpossible with Anna. Nevertheless she asked about trains, had he heard anything about thetrains?
“Heard they’re running twelve hours late.”
She kept standing50 at the wicket, as if some solution was owing to her, would have to appear.
“I can’t do anything more for you here, lady.”
She turned away and saw Anna at the pay phones, fiddling103 with the coin return boxes.
Sometimes she found a dime104 that way.
Anna came walking over, not running, but walking quickly, in an unnaturally105 sedate106 andagitated way. “Come here,” she said, “come here.” She pulled Rose, numb107 as she was, over to oneof the pay phones. She dipped the coin box towards her. It was full of silver. Full. She beganscraping it into her hand. Quarters, nickels, dimes108. More and more. She filled her pockets. Itlooked as if the box was refilling every time she closed it, as it might in a dream or a fairy tale.
Finally she did empty it, she picked out the last dime. She looked up at Rose with a pale, tired,blazing face.
“Don’t say anything,” she commanded.
Rose told her that they were not going on the bus after all. She phoned for the same taxi, to takethem home. Anna accepted the change in plans without interest. Rose noticed that she settledherself very carefully into the taxi, so that the coins would not clink in her pockets.
In the apartment Rose made herself a drink. Without taking off her boots or her coat Annastarted spreading the money out on the kitchen table and separating it into piles to be counted.
“I can’t believe this,” she said. “I can’t be-lieve it.” She was using a strange adult voice, a voiceof true astonishment109 masked by social astonishment, as if the only way she could control and dealwith the event was to dramatize it in this way.
“It must be from a long distance call,” said Rose. “The money didn’t go through. I suppose it allbelongs to the phone company.”
“But we can’t give it back, can we?” said Anna, guilty and triumphant110, and Rose said no.
“It’s crazy,” Rose said. She meant the idea of the money belonging to the phone company. Shewas tired and mixed-up but beginning to feel temporarily and absurdly light-hearted. She couldsee showers of coins coming down on them, or snowstorms; what carelessness there waseverywhere, what elegant caprice.
They tried to count it, but kept getting confused. They played with it instead, dropping coinsostentatiously through their fingers. That was a giddy time late at night in the rented kitchen on themountainside. Bounty111 where you’d never look for it; streaks112 of loss and luck. One of the fewtimes, one of the few hours, when Rose could truly say she was not at the mercy of past or future,or love, or anybody. She hoped it was the same for Anna.
Tom wrote her a long letter, a loving humorous letter, mentioning fate. A grieved, relievedrenunciation, before he set off for England. Rose didn’t have any address for him, there, or shemight have written asking him to give them another chance. That was her nature.
This last snow of the winter was quickly gone, causing some flooding in the valleys. Patrickwrote that he would drive up in June, when school was out, and take Anna back with him for thesummer. He said he wanted to start the divorce, because he had met a girl he wanted to marry. Hername was Elizabeth. He said she was a fine and stable person.
And did Rose not think, said Patrick, that it might be better for Anna to be settled in her oldhome next year, in the home she had always known, to be back at her old school with her oldfriends (Jeremy kept asking about her) rather than traipsing around with Rose in her newindependent existence? Might it not be true—and here Rose thought she heard the voice of thestable girlfriend— that she was using Anna to give herself some stability, rather than face up to theconsequences of the path she had chosen? Of course, he said, Anna must be given her choice.
Rose wanted to reply that she was making a home for Anna here, but she could not do that,truthfully. She no longer wanted to stay. The charm, the transparency, of this town was gone forher. The pay was poor. She would never be able to afford anything but this cheap apartment. Shemight never get a better job, or another lover. She was thinking of going east, going to Toronto,trying to get a job there, with a radio or television station, perhaps even some acting113 jobs. Shewanted to take Anna with her, set them up again in some temporary shelter. It was just as Patricksaid. She wanted to come home to Anna, to fill her life with Anna. She didn’t think Anna wouldchoose that life. Poor, picturesque114, gypsying childhoods are not much favored by children, thoughthey will claim to value them, for all sorts of reasons, later on.
Anna went to live with Patrick and Elizabeth. She began to take drama and ballet lessons.
Elizabeth thought she should have some accomplishments115, and keep busy. They gave her the four-poster bed, with a new canopy116, and got her a kitten.
Elizabeth made her a nightgown and cap to match the bed. They sent Rose a picture of hersitting there, with the kitten, looking demure117 and satisfied in the midst of all that flowered cloth.
The spotted fish died first, then the orange one. That was before Anna left. Neither suggestedanother trip to Woolworth’s, so that the black one should have company. It didn’t look as if itwanted company. Swollen118, bug-eyed, baleful and at ease, it commanded the whole fishbowl for itsown.
Anna made Rose promise not to flush it down the toilet after she, Anna, was gone. Rosepromised, and before she left for Toronto she walked over to Dorothy’s house, carrying thefishbowl, to make her this unwelcome present. Dorothy accepted it decently, said she would nameit after the man from Seattle, and congratulated Rose on leaving.
Rose set to work cleaning out the apartment, finding marbles and drawings and some letters byAnna begun—mostly at Rose’s instigation—and never finished, never mailed.
Dear Daddy,
I am fine. Are you? I was sick but I am fine now. I hope you are not sick.
Dear Jeremy,
How tall are you now? I am fine.


1 providence 8tdyh     
  • It is tempting Providence to go in that old boat.乘那艘旧船前往是冒大险。
  • To act as you have done is to fly in the face of Providence.照你的所作所为那样去行事,是违背上帝的意志的。
2 den 5w9xk     
  • There is a big fox den on the back hill.后山有一个很大的狐狸窝。
  • The only way to catch tiger cubs is to go into tiger's den.不入虎穴焉得虎子。
3 idol Z4zyo     
  • As an only child he was the idol of his parents.作为独子,他是父母的宠儿。
  • Blind worship of this idol must be ended.对这个偶像的盲目崇拜应该结束了。
4 scotch ZZ3x8     
  • 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。
5 smirking 77732e713628710e731112b76d5ec48d     
v.傻笑( smirk的现在分词 )
  • Major Pendennis, fresh and smirking, came out of his bedroom to his sitting-room. 潘登尼斯少校神采奕奕,笑容可掬地从卧室来到起居室。 来自辞典例句
  • The big doll, sitting in her new pram smirking, could hear it quite plainly. 大娃娃坐在崭新的童车里,满脸痴笑,能听得一清二楚。 来自辞典例句
6 deliberately Gulzvq     
  • The girl gave the show away deliberately.女孩故意泄露秘密。
  • They deliberately shifted off the argument.他们故意回避这个论点。
7 berating 94ff882a26ffd28d2b9df489ac6db40e     
v.严厉责备,痛斥( berate的现在分词 )
  • He deserved the berating that the coach gave him. 他活该受到教练的严厉训斥。 来自互联网
  • The boss is berating those who were late for work. 老板正在呵斥那些上班迟到的员工。 来自互联网
8 sob HwMwx     
  • 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。
9 accusation GJpyf     
  • I was furious at his making such an accusation.我对他的这种责备非常气愤。
  • She knew that no one would believe her accusation.她知道没人会相信她的指控。
10 deceptive CnMzO     
  • His appearance was deceptive.他的外表带有欺骗性。
  • The storyline is deceptively simple.故事情节看似简单,其实不然。
11 bloody kWHza     
  • 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。
12 fabric 3hezG     
  • The fabric will spot easily.这种织品很容易玷污。
  • I don't like the pattern on the fabric.我不喜欢那块布料上的图案。
13 witty GMmz0     
  • Her witty remarks added a little salt to the conversation.她的妙语使谈话增添了一些风趣。
  • He scored a bull's-eye in their argument with that witty retort.在他们的辩论中他那一句机智的反驳击中了要害。
14 halfway Xrvzdq     
  • We had got only halfway when it began to get dark.走到半路,天就黑了。
  • In study the worst danger is give up halfway.在学习上,最忌讳的是有始无终。
15 pottery OPFxi     
  • My sister likes to learn art pottery in her spare time.我妹妹喜欢在空余时间学习陶艺。
  • The pottery was left to bake in the hot sun.陶器放在外面让炎热的太阳烘晒焙干。
16 incense dcLzU     
  • This proposal will incense conservation campaigners.这项提议会激怒环保人士。
  • In summer,they usually burn some coil incense to keep away the mosquitoes.夏天他们通常点香驱蚊。
17 judgment e3xxC     
  • 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。
18 groggy YeMzB     
  • The attack of flu left her feeling very groggy.她患流感后非常虚弱。
  • She was groggy from surgery.她手术后的的情况依然很不稳定。
19 negligently 0358f2a07277b3ca1e42472707f7edb4     
  • Losses caused intentionally or negligently by the lessee shall be borne by the lessee. 如因承租人的故意或过失造成损失的,由承租人负担。 来自经济法规部分
  • Did the other person act negligently? 他人的行为是否有过失? 来自口语例句
20 dough hkbzg     
  • She formed the dough into squares.她把生面团捏成四方块。
  • The baker is kneading dough.那位面包师在揉面。
21 jade i3Pxo     
  • The statue was carved out of jade.这座塑像是玉雕的。
  • He presented us with a couple of jade lions.他送给我们一对玉狮子。
22 fixed JsKzzj     
  • Have you two fixed on a date for the wedding yet?你们俩选定婚期了吗?
  • Once the aim is fixed,we should not change it arbitrarily.目标一旦确定,我们就不应该随意改变。
23 wig 1gRwR     
  • The actress wore a black wig over her blond hair.那个女演员戴一顶黑色假发罩住自己的金黄色头发。
  • He disguised himself with a wig and false beard.他用假发和假胡须来乔装。
24 glossy nfvxx     
  • I like these glossy spots.我喜欢这些闪闪发光的花点。
  • She had glossy black hair.她长着乌黑发亮的头发。
25 battered NyezEM     
  • He drove up in a battered old car.他开着一辆又老又破的旧车。
  • The world was brutally battered but it survived.这个世界遭受了惨重的创伤,但它还是生存下来了。
26 turquoise Uldwx     
  • She wore a string of turquoise round her neck.她脖子上戴着一串绿宝石。
  • The women have elaborate necklaces of turquoise.那些女人戴着由绿松石制成的精美项链。
27 glamorous ezZyZ     
  • The south coast is less glamorous but full of clean and attractive hotels.南海岸魅力稍逊,但却有很多干净漂亮的宾馆。
  • It is hard work and not a glamorous job as portrayed by the media.这是份苦差,并非像媒体描绘的那般令人向往。
28 legendary u1Vxg     
  • Legendary stories are passed down from parents to children.传奇故事是由父母传给孩子们的。
  • Odysseus was a legendary Greek hero.奥狄修斯是传说中的希腊英雄。
29 embroidered StqztZ     
  • She embroidered flowers on the cushion covers. 她在这些靠垫套上绣了花。
  • She embroidered flowers on the front of the dress. 她在连衣裙的正面绣花。
30 embroider 9jtz7     
  • The editor would take a theme and embroider upon it with drollery.编辑会将一篇文章,以调侃式的幽默笔调加以渲染。
  • She wants to embroider a coverlet with flowers and birds.她想给床罩绣上花鸟。
31 ribs 24fc137444401001077773555802b280     
n.肋骨( rib的名词复数 );(船或屋顶等的)肋拱;肋骨状的东西;(织物的)凸条花纹
  • He suffered cracked ribs and bruising. 他断了肋骨还有挫伤。
  • Make a small incision below the ribs. 在肋骨下方切开一个小口。
32 riddles 77f3ceed32609b0d80430e545f553e31     
n.谜(语)( riddle的名词复数 );猜不透的难题,难解之谜
  • Few riddles collected from oral tradition, however, have all six parts. 但是据收集的情况看,口头流传的谜语很少具有这完整的六部分。 来自英汉非文学 - 民俗
  • But first, you'd better see if you can answer riddles. 但是你首先最好想想你会不会猜谜语。 来自辞典例句
33 housekeeper 6q2zxl     
  • A spotless stove told us that his mother is a diligent housekeeper.炉子清洁无瑕就表明他母亲是个勤劳的主妇。
  • She is an economical housekeeper and feeds her family cheaply.她节约持家,一家人吃得很省。
34 decided lvqzZd     
  • 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。
35 thawed fbd380b792ac01e07423c2dd9206dd21     
  • The little girl's smile thawed the angry old man. 小姑娘的微笑使发怒的老头缓和下来。 来自《简明英汉词典》
  • He thawed after sitting at a fire for a while. 在火堆旁坐了一会儿,他觉得暖和起来了。 来自《简明英汉词典》
36 thaw fUYz5     
  • The snow is beginning to thaw.雪已开始融化。
  • The spring thaw caused heavy flooding.春天解冻引起了洪水泛滥。
37 coastal WWiyh     
  • The ocean waves are slowly eating away the coastal rocks.大海的波浪慢慢地侵蚀着岸边的岩石。
  • This country will fortify the coastal areas.该国将加强沿海地区的防御。
38 avalanches dcaa2523f9e3746ae5c2ed93b8321b7e     
n.雪崩( avalanche的名词复数 )
  • The greatest dangers of pyroclastic avalanches are probably heat and suffocation. 火成碎屑崩落的最大危害可能是炽热和窒息作用。 来自辞典例句
  • Avalanches poured down on the tracks and rails were spread. 雪崩压满了轨道,铁轨被弄得四分五裂。 来自辞典例句
39 cubicle POGzN     
  • She studies in a cubicle in the school library.她在学校图书馆的小自习室里学习。
  • A technical sergeant hunches in a cubicle.一位技术军士在一间小屋里弯腰坐着。
40 perilous E3xz6     
  • The journey through the jungle was perilous.穿过丛林的旅行充满了危险。
  • We have been carried in safety through a perilous crisis.历经一连串危机,我们如今已安然无恙。
41 appalled ec524998aec3c30241ea748ac1e5dbba     
v.使惊骇,使充满恐惧( appall的过去式和过去分词)adj.惊骇的;丧胆的
  • The brutality of the crime has appalled the public. 罪行之残暴使公众大为震惊。
  • They were appalled by the reports of the nuclear war. 他们被核战争的报道吓坏了。 来自《简明英汉词典》
42 tint ZJSzu     
  • You can't get up that naturalness and artless rosy tint in after days.你今后不再会有这种自然和朴实无华的红润脸色。
  • She gave me instructions on how to apply the tint.她告诉我如何使用染发剂。
43 shortcut Cyswg     
  • He was always looking for a shortcut to fame and fortune.他总是在找成名发财的捷径。
  • If you take the shortcut,it will be two li closer.走抄道去要近2里路。
44 disorder Et1x4     
  • When returning back,he discovered the room to be in disorder.回家后,他发现屋子里乱七八糟。
  • It contained a vast number of letters in great disorder.里面七零八落地装着许多信件。
45 verge gUtzQ     
  • The country's economy is on the verge of collapse.国家的经济已到了崩溃的边缘。
  • She was on the verge of bursting into tears.她快要哭出来了。
46 spotted 7FEyj     
  • The milkman selected the spotted cows,from among a herd of two hundred.牛奶商从一群200头牛中选出有斑点的牛。
  • Sam's shop stocks short spotted socks.山姆的商店屯积了有斑点的短袜。
47 bulging daa6dc27701a595ab18024cbb7b30c25     
膨胀; 凸出(部); 打气; 折皱
  • Her pockets were bulging with presents. 她的口袋里装满了礼物。
  • Conscious of the bulging red folder, Nim told her,"Ask if it's important." 尼姆想到那个鼓鼓囊囊的红色文件夹便告诉她:“问问是不是重要的事。”
48 pebbles e4aa8eab2296e27a327354cbb0b2c5d2     
[复数]鹅卵石; 沙砾; 卵石,小圆石( pebble的名词复数 )
  • The pebbles of the drive crunched under his feet. 汽车道上的小石子在他脚底下喀嚓作响。
  • Line the pots with pebbles to ensure good drainage. 在罐子里铺一层鹅卵石,以确保排水良好。
49 lobster w8Yzm     
  • The lobster is a shellfish.龙虾是水生贝壳动物。
  • I like lobster but it does not like me.我喜欢吃龙虾,但它不适宜于我的健康。
50 standing 2hCzgo     
  • 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。
51 scrambled 2e4a1c533c25a82f8e80e696225a73f2     
v.快速爬行( scramble的过去式和过去分词 );攀登;争夺;(军事飞机)紧急起飞
  • Each scrambled for the football at the football ground. 足球场上你争我夺。 来自《现代汉英综合大词典》
  • He scrambled awkwardly to his feet. 他笨拙地爬起身来。 来自《简明英汉词典》
52 disastrously YuHzaY     
  • Their profits began to spiral down disastrously. 他们的利润开始螺旋形地急剧下降。
  • The fit between the country's information needs and its information media has become disastrously disjointed. 全国的信息需求与信息传播媒介之间的配置,出现了严重的不协调。
53 crunch uOgzM     
  • If it comes to the crunch they'll support us.关键时刻他们是会支持我们的。
  • People who crunch nuts at the movies can be very annoying.看电影时嘎吱作声地嚼干果的人会使人十分讨厌。
54 torment gJXzd     
  • He has never suffered the torment of rejection.他从未经受过遭人拒绝的痛苦。
  • Now nothing aggravates me more than when people torment each other.没有什么东西比人们的互相折磨更使我愤怒。
55 barley 2dQyq     
  • They looked out across the fields of waving barley.他们朝田里望去,只见大麦随风摇摆。
  • He cropped several acres with barley.他种了几英亩大麦。
56 appreciation Pv9zs     
  • I would like to express my appreciation and thanks to you all.我想对你们所有人表达我的感激和谢意。
  • I'll be sending them a donation in appreciation of their help.我将送给他们一笔捐款以感谢他们的帮助。
57 glistening glistening     
adj.闪耀的,反光的v.湿物闪耀,闪亮( glisten的现在分词 )
  • Her eyes were glistening with tears. 她眼里闪着晶莹的泪花。
  • Her eyes were glistening with tears. 她眼睛中的泪水闪着柔和的光。 来自《用法词典》
58 eyebrows a0e6fb1330e9cfecfd1c7a4d00030ed5     
眉毛( eyebrow的名词复数 )
  • Eyebrows stop sweat from coming down into the eyes. 眉毛挡住汗水使其不能流进眼睛。
  • His eyebrows project noticeably. 他的眉毛特别突出。
59 catching cwVztY     
  • There are those who think eczema is catching.有人就是认为湿疹会传染。
  • Enthusiasm is very catching.热情非常富有感染力。
60 massage 6ouz43     
  • He is really quite skilled in doing massage.他的按摩技术确实不错。
  • Massage helps relieve the tension in one's muscles.按摩可使僵硬的肌肉松弛。
61 pestering cbb7a3da2b778ce39088930a91d2c85b     
使烦恼,纠缠( pester的现在分词 )
  • He's always pestering me to help him with his homework. 他总是泡蘑菇要我帮他做作业。
  • I'm telling you once and for all, if you don't stop pestering me you'll be sorry. 我这是最后一次警告你。如果你不停止纠缠我,你将来会后悔的。
62 skits b84e1c3b002c87fa8955ccc4c5e3defc     
n.讽刺文( skit的名词复数 );小喜剧;若干;一群
  • One of these skits, "The King of Beasts" resembles a traditional frontier prank. 一出滑稽短剧《兽王》酷似传统的边疆闹剧。 来自英汉非文学 - 民俗
  • Kids can develop ad campaigns, commercials and skits to illustrate character traits. 孩子们会发动宣传运动,制作广告宣传片和幽默短剧来说明性格品质。 来自互联网
63 kits e16d4ffa0f9467cd8d2db7d706f0a7a5     
衣物和装备( kit的名词复数 ); 成套用品; 配套元件
  • Keep your kits closed and locked when not in use. 不用的话把你的装备都锁好放好。
  • Gifts Articles, Toy and Games, Wooden Toys, Puzzles, Craft Kits. 采购产品礼品,玩具和游戏,木制的玩具,智力玩具,手艺装备。
64 boughs 95e9deca9a2fb4bbbe66832caa8e63e0     
大树枝( bough的名词复数 )
  • The green boughs glittered with all their pearls of dew. 绿枝上闪烁着露珠的光彩。
  • A breeze sighed in the higher boughs. 微风在高高的树枝上叹息着。
65 cedar 3rYz9     
  • The cedar was about five feet high and very shapely.那棵雪松约有五尺高,风姿优美。
  • She struck the snow from the branches of an old cedar with gray lichen.她把长有灰色地衣的老雪松树枝上的雪打了下来。
66 rinse BCozs     
  • Give the cup a rinse.冲洗一下杯子。
  • Don't just rinse the bottles. Wash them out carefully.别只涮涮瓶子,要仔细地洗洗里面。
67 bucked 4085b682da6f1272318ebf4527d338eb     
adj.快v.(马等)猛然弓背跃起( buck的过去式和过去分词 );抵制;猛然震荡;马等尥起后蹄跳跃
  • When he tried to ride the horse, it bucked wildly. 当他试图骑上这匹马时,它突然狂暴地跃了起来。 来自《简明英汉词典》
  • The plane bucked a strong head wind. 飞机顶着强烈的逆风飞行。 来自《现代英汉综合大词典》
68 frivolous YfWzi     
  • This is a frivolous way of attacking the problem.这是一种轻率敷衍的处理问题的方式。
  • He spent a lot of his money on frivolous things.他在一些无聊的事上花了好多钱。
69 frivolously e41737201dc317af76e74e4e5de2880d     
  • She behaves frivolously, she is not at all sedate. 她举止飘浮,很不稳重。 来自互联网
  • She spends her time frivolously enjoying the easy life. 她玩世不恭地消磨时间,享受著轻松的生活。 来自互联网
70 entirely entirely     
  • 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。
71 drooped ebf637c3f860adcaaf9c11089a322fa5     
弯曲或下垂,发蔫( droop的过去式和过去分词 )
  • Her eyelids drooped as if she were on the verge of sleep. 她眼睑低垂好像快要睡着的样子。
  • The flowers drooped in the heat of the sun. 花儿晒蔫了。
72 fiddled 3b8aadb28aaea237f1028f5d7f64c9ea     
v.伪造( fiddle的过去式和过去分词 );篡改;骗取;修理或稍作改动
  • He fiddled the company's accounts. 他篡改了公司的账目。 来自《简明英汉词典》
  • He began with Palestrina, and fiddled all the way through Bartok. 他从帕勒斯春纳的作品一直演奏到巴塔克的作品。 来自辞典例句
73 thermostat PGhyb     
  • The thermostat is connected by a link to the carburetor.恒温控制器是由一根连杆与汽化器相连的。
  • The temperature is controlled by electronic thermostat with high accuracy.电子恒温器,准确性高。
74 radiators 3b2bec7153ad581082a64cd93346b77f     
n.(暖气设备的)散热器( radiator的名词复数 );汽车引擎的冷却器,散热器
  • You can preset the radiators to come on when you need them to. 你可以预先调好暖气,使它在你需要的时候启动。
  • Stars are radiators of vast power. 恒星是强大的发光体。 来自《现代英汉综合大词典》
75 hysterical 7qUzmE     
  • He is hysterical at the sight of the photo.他一看到那张照片就异常激动。
  • His hysterical laughter made everybody stunned.他那歇斯底里的笑声使所有的人不知所措。
76 chunk Kqwzz     
  • They had to be careful of floating chunks of ice.他们必须当心大块浮冰。
  • The company owns a chunk of farmland near Gatwick Airport.该公司拥有盖特威克机场周边的大片农田。
77 vanilla EKNzT     
  • He used to love milk flavoured with vanilla.他过去常爱喝带香草味的牛奶。
  • I added a dollop of vanilla ice-cream to the pie.我在馅饼里加了一块香草冰激凌。
78 shredded d51bccc81979c227d80aa796078813ac     
  • Serve the fish on a bed of shredded lettuce. 先铺一层碎生菜叶,再把鱼放上,就可以上桌了。
  • I think Mapo beancurd and shredded meat in chilli sauce are quite special. 我觉得麻婆豆腐和鱼香肉丝味道不错。 来自《简明英汉词典》
79 coconut VwCzNM     
  • The husk of this coconut is particularly strong.椰子的外壳很明显非常坚固。
  • The falling coconut gave him a terrific bang on the head.那只掉下的椰子砰地击中他的脑袋。
80 leash M9rz1     
  • I reached for the leash,but the dog got in between.我伸手去拿系狗绳,但被狗挡住了路。
  • The dog strains at the leash,eager to be off.狗拼命地扯拉皮带,想挣脱开去。
81 subsisted d36c0632da7a5cceb815e51e7c5d4aa2     
v.(靠很少的钱或食物)维持生活,生存下去( subsist的过去式和过去分词 )
  • Before liberation he subsisted on wild potatoes. 解放前他靠吃野薯度日。 来自《现代汉英综合大词典》
  • Survivors of the air crash subsisted on wild fruits. 空难事件的幸存者以野果维持生命。 来自辞典例句
82 gravy Przzt1     
  • 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。
83 blotting 82f88882eee24a4d34af56be69fee506     
  • Water will permeate blotting paper. 水能渗透吸水纸。
  • One dab with blotting-paper and the ink was dry. 用吸墨纸轻轻按了一下,墨水就乾了。
84 outfit YJTxC     
  • Jenney bought a new outfit for her daughter's wedding.珍妮为参加女儿的婚礼买了一套新装。
  • His father bought a ski outfit for him on his birthday.他父亲在他生日那天给他买了一套滑雪用具。
85 maneuver Q7szu     
  • All the fighters landed safely on the airport after the military maneuver.在军事演习后,所有战斗机都安全降落在机场上。
  • I did get her attention with this maneuver.我用这个策略确实引起了她的注意。
86 depressed xu8zp9     
  • When he was depressed,he felt utterly divorced from reality.他心情沮丧时就感到完全脱离了现实。
  • His mother was depressed by the sad news.这个坏消息使他的母亲意志消沉。
87 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
  • 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。
88 flakes d80cf306deb4a89b84c9efdce8809c78     
小薄片( flake的名词复数 ); (尤指)碎片; 雪花; 古怪的人
  • It's snowing in great flakes. 天下着鹅毛大雪。
  • It is snowing in great flakes. 正值大雪纷飞。
89 steadily Qukw6     
  • 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。
90 parlor v4MzU     
  • She was lying on a small settee in the parlor.她躺在客厅的一张小长椅上。
  • Is there a pizza parlor in the neighborhood?附近有没有比萨店?
91 brazenly 050b0303ab1c4b948fddde2c176e6101     
  • How dare he distort the facts so brazenly! 他怎么敢如此肆无忌惮地歪曲事实! 来自《现代英汉综合大词典》
  • "I don't know," he answered, looking her brazenly over. “我也不知道,"他厚颜无耻地打量着她。 来自英汉文学 - 嘉莉妹妹
92 illicit By8yN     
  • He had an illicit association with Jane.他和简曾有过不正当关系。
  • Seizures of illicit drugs have increased by 30% this year.今年违禁药品的扣押增长了30%。
93 jaunts 1e3c95614aceea818df403f57a703435     
n.游览( jaunt的名词复数 )
  • How carefree were those jaunts to the A& P.No worries. 去A&P的路途是那样的轻松,无忧无虑。 来自互联网
  • How carefree were those jaunts to A & P. No worries. 去a&p的路途是那样的轻松,无忧无虑。 来自互联网
94 awfully MPkym     
  • Agriculture was awfully neglected in the past.过去农业遭到严重忽视。
  • I've been feeling awfully bad about it.对这我一直感到很难受。
95 miscarriage Onvzz3     
  • The miscarriage of our plans was a great blow.计划的失败给我们以巨大的打击。
  • Women who smoke are more to have a miscarriage.女性吸烟者更容易流产。
96 rosy kDAy9     
  • She got a new job and her life looks rosy.她找到一份新工作,生活看上去很美好。
  • She always takes a rosy view of life.她总是对生活持乐观态度。
97 budge eSRy5     
  • We tried to lift the rock but it wouldn't budge.我们试图把大石头抬起来,但它连动都没动一下。
  • She wouldn't budge on the issue.她在这个问题上不肯让步。
98 longing 98bzd     
  • Hearing the tune again sent waves of longing through her.再次听到那首曲子使她胸中充满了渴望。
  • His heart burned with longing for revenge.他心中燃烧着急欲复仇的怒火。
99 persistence hSLzh     
  • The persistence of a cough in his daughter puzzled him.他女儿持续的咳嗽把他难住了。
  • He achieved success through dogged persistence.他靠着坚持不懈取得了成功。
100 depot Rwax2     
  • The depot is only a few blocks from here.公共汽车站离这儿只有几个街区。
  • They leased the building as a depot.他们租用这栋大楼作仓库。
101 dreary sk1z6     
  • They live such dreary lives.他们的生活如此乏味。
  • She was tired of hearing the same dreary tale of drunkenness and violence.她听够了那些关于酗酒和暴力的乏味故事。
102 unwillingly wjjwC     
  • He submitted unwillingly to his mother. 他不情愿地屈服于他母亲。
  • Even when I call, he receives unwillingly. 即使我登门拜访,他也是很不情愿地接待我。
103 fiddling XtWzRz     
  • He was fiddling with his keys while he talked to me. 和我谈话时他不停地摆弄钥匙。
  • All you're going to see is a lot of fiddling around. 你今天要看到的只是大量的胡摆乱弄。 来自英汉文学 - 廊桥遗梦
104 dime SuQxv     
  • A dime is a tenth of a dollar.一角银币是十分之一美元。
  • The liberty torch is on the back of the dime.自由火炬在一角硬币的反面。
105 unnaturally 3ftzAP     
  • Her voice sounded unnaturally loud. 她的嗓音很响亮,但是有点反常。 来自《简明英汉词典》
  • Her eyes were unnaturally bright. 她的眼睛亮得不自然。 来自《简明英汉词典》
106 sedate dDfzH     
  • After the accident,the doctor gave her some pills to sedate her.事故发生后,医生让她服了些药片使她镇静下来。
  • We spent a sedate evening at home.我们在家里过了一个恬静的夜晚。
107 numb 0RIzK     
  • His fingers were numb with cold.他的手冻得发麻。
  • Numb with cold,we urged the weary horses forward.我们冻得发僵,催着疲惫的马继续往前走。
108 dimes 37551f2af09566bec564431ef9bd3d6d     
n.(美国、加拿大的)10分铸币( dime的名词复数 )
  • Pennies, nickles, dimes and quarters are United States coins. 1分铜币、5分镍币、1角银币和2角5分银币是美国硬币。 来自《简明英汉词典》
  • In 1965 the mint stopped putting silver in dimes. 1965年,铸币厂停止向10分硬币中加入银的成分。 来自辞典例句
109 astonishment VvjzR     
  • They heard him give a loud shout of astonishment.他们听见他惊奇地大叫一声。
  • I was filled with astonishment at her strange action.我对她的奇怪举动不胜惊异。
110 triumphant JpQys     
  • The army made a triumphant entry into the enemy's capital.部队胜利地进入了敌方首都。
  • There was a positively triumphant note in her voice.她的声音里带有一种极为得意的语气。
111 bounty EtQzZ     
  • He is famous for his bounty to the poor.他因对穷人慷慨相助而出名。
  • We received a bounty from the government.我们收到政府给予的一笔补助金。
112 streaks a961fa635c402b4952940a0218464c02     
n.(与周围有所不同的)条纹( streak的名词复数 );(通常指不好的)特征(倾向);(不断经历成功或失败的)一段时期v.快速移动( streak的第三人称单数 );使布满条纹
  • streaks of grey in her hair 她头上的绺绺白发
  • Bacon has streaks of fat and streaks of lean. 咸肉中有几层肥的和几层瘦的。 来自《现代英汉综合大词典》
113 acting czRzoc     
  • 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。
114 picturesque qlSzeJ     
  • You can see the picturesque shores beside the river.在河边你可以看到景色如画的两岸。
  • That was a picturesque phrase.那是一个形象化的说法。
115 accomplishments 1c15077db46e4d6425b6f78720939d54     
n.造诣;完成( accomplishment的名词复数 );技能;成绩;成就
  • It was one of the President's greatest accomplishments. 那是总统最伟大的成就之一。
  • Among her accomplishments were sewing,cooking,playing the piano and dancing. 她的才能包括缝纫、烹调、弹钢琴和跳舞。 来自《现代英汉综合大词典》
116 canopy Rczya     
  • The trees formed a leafy canopy above their heads.树木在他们头顶上空形成了一个枝叶茂盛的遮篷。
  • They lay down under a canopy of stars.他们躺在繁星点点的天幕下。
117 demure 3mNzb     
  • She's very demure and sweet.她非常娴静可爱。
  • The luscious Miss Wharton gave me a demure but knowing smile.性感迷人的沃顿小姐对我羞涩地会心一笑。
118 swollen DrcwL     
  • 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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