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The Landlady
The Landlady1
BILLY WEAVER2 HAD TRAVELLED down from London on the slow afternoon train, with a
change at Swindon on the way, and by the time he got to Bath it was about nine o’clock in the
evening and the moon was coming up out of a clear starry3 sky over the houses opposite the station
entrance. But the air was deadly cold and the wind was like a flat blade of ice on his cheeks.
‘Excuse me,’ he said, ‘but is there a fairly cheap hotel not too far away from here?’
‘Try The Bell and Dragon,’ the porter answered, pointing down the road. ‘They might take you
in. It’s about a quarter of a mile along on the other side.’
Billy thanked him and picked up his suitcase and set out to walk the quarter-mile to The Bell
and Dragon. He had never been to Bath before. He didn’t know anyone who lived there. But Mr
Greenslade at the Head Office in London had told him it was a splendid city. ‘Find your own
lodgings,’ he had said, ‘and then go along and report to the Branch Manager as soon as you’ve got
yourself settled.’
Billy was seventeen years old. He was wearing a new navy-blue overcoat, a new brown trilby
hat, and a new brown suit, and he was feeling fine. He walked briskly down the street. He was
trying to do everything briskly these days. Briskness4, he had decided5, was the one common
characteristic of all successful businessmen. The big shots up at Head Office were absolutely
fantastically brisk all the time. They were amazing.
There were no shops in this wide street that he was walking along, only a line of tall houses on
each side, all of them identical. They had porches and pillars and four or five steps going up to
their front doors, and it was obvious that once upon a time they had been very swanky residences.
But now, even in the darkness, he could see that the paint was peeling from the woodwork on their
doors and windows, and that the handsome white façades were cracked and blotchy6 from neglect.
Suddenly, in a downstairs window that was brilliantly illuminated7 by a street-lamp not six yards
away, Billy caught sight of a printed notice propped8 up against the glass in one of the upper panes9.
It said BED AND BREAKFAST. There was a vase of pussy-willows, tall and beautiful, standing10
just underneath11 the notice.
He stopped walking. He moved a bit closer. Green curtains (some sort of velvety12 material) were
hanging down on either side of the window. The pussy-willows looked wonderful beside them. He
went right up and peered through the glass into the room, and the first thing he saw was a bright
fire burning in the hearth13. On the carpet in front of the fire, a pretty little dachshund was curled up
asleep with its nose tucked into its belly14. The room itself, so far as he could see in the half-
darkness, was filled with pleasant furniture. There was a baby-grand piano and a big sofa and
several plump armchairs; and in one corner he spotted15 a large parrot in a cage. Animals were
usually a good sign in a place like this, Billy told himself; and all in all, it looked to him as though
it would be a pretty decent house to stay in. Certainly it would be more comfortable than The Bell
and Dragon.
On the other hand, a pub would be more congenial than a boarding-house. There would be beer
and darts16 in the evenings, and lots of people to talk to, and it would probably be a good bit
cheaper, too. He had stayed a couple of nights in a pub once before and he had liked it. He had
never stayed in any boarding-houses, and, to be perfectly17 honest, he was a tiny bit frightened of
them. The name itself conjured18 up images of watery19 cabbage, rapacious20 landladies21, and a powerful
smell of kippers in the living-room.
After dithering about like this in the cold for two or three minutes, Billy decided that he would
walk on and take a look at The Bell and Dragon before making up his mind. He turned to go.
And now a queer thing happened to him. He was in the act of stepping back and turning away
from the window when all at once his eye was caught and held in the most peculiar22 manner by the
small notice that was there, BED AND BREAKFAST, it said, BED AND BREAKFAST, BED
AND BREAKFAST, BED AND BREAKFAST. Each word Was like a large black eye staring at
him through the glass, holding him, compelling him, forcing him to stay where he was and not to
walk away from that house, and the next thing he knew, he was actually moving across from the
window to the front door of the house, climbing the steps that led up to it, and reaching for the
He pressed the bell. Far away in a back room he heard it ringing, and then at once – it must
have been at once because he hadn’t even had time to take his finger from the bell-button – the
door swung open and a woman was standing there.
Normally you ring the bell and you have at least a half-minute’s wait before the door opens. But
this dame23 was like a jack-in-the-box. He pressed the bell – and out she popped! It made him jump.
She was about forty-five or fifty years old, and the moment she saw him, she gave him a warm
welcoming smile.
‘Please come in,’ she said pleasantly. She stepped aside, holding the door wide open, and Billy
found himself automatically starting forward into the house. The compulsion or, more accurately24,
the desire to follow after her into that house was extraordinarily25 strong.
‘I saw the notice in the window,’ he said, holding himself back.
‘Yes, I know.’
‘I was wondering about a room.’
‘It’s all ready for you, my dear,’ she said. She had a round pink face and very gentle blue eyes.
‘I was on my way to The Bell and Dragon,’ Billy told her. ‘But the notice in your window just
happened to catch my eye.’
‘My dear boy,’ she said, ‘why don’t you come in out of the cold?’
‘How much do you charge?’
‘Five and sixpence a night, including breakfast.’
It was fantastically cheap. It was less than half of what he had been willing to pay.
‘If that is too much,’ she added, ‘then perhaps I can reduce it just a tiny bit. Do you desire an
egg for breakfast? Eggs are expensive at the moment. It would be sixpence less without the egg.’
‘Five and sixpence is fine,’ he answered. ‘I should like very much to stay here.’
‘I knew you would. Do come in.’
She seemed terribly nice. She looked exactly like the mother of one’s best school-friend
welcoming one into the house to stay for the Christmas holidays. Billy took off his hat, and
stepped over the thresh-old.
‘Just hang it there,’ she said, ‘and let me help you with your coat.’
There were no other hats or coats in the hall. There were no umbrellas, no walking-sticks –
‘We have it all to ourselves,’ she said, smiling at him over her shoulder as she led the way
upstairs. ‘You see, it isn’t very often I have the pleasure of taking a visitor into my little nest.’
The old girl is slightly dotty, Billy told himself. But at five and sixpence a night, who gives a
damn about that? ‘I should’ve thought you’d be simply swamped with applicants,’ he said politely.
‘Oh, I am, my dear, I am, of course I am. But the trouble is that I’m inclined to be just a teeny
weeny bit choosey and particular – if you see what I mean.’
 ‘Ah, yes.’
‘But I’m always ready. Everything is always ready day and night in this house just on the off-
chance that an acceptable young gentleman will come along. And it is such a pleasure, my dear,
such a very great pleasure when now and again I open the door and I see someone standing there
who is just exactly right.’ She was half-way up the stairs, and she paused with one hand on the
stair-rail, turning her head and smiling down at him with pale lips. ‘Like you,’ she added, and her
blue eyes travelled slowly all the way down the length of Billy’s body, to his feet, and then up
On the first-floor landing she said to him, ‘This floor is mine.’
They climbed up a second flight. ‘And this one is all yours,’ she said. ‘Here’s your room. I do
hope you’ll like it.’ She took him into a small but charming front bedroom, switching on the light
as she went in.
‘The morning sun comes right in the window, Mr Perkins. It is Mr Perkins, isn’t it?’
‘No,’ he said. ‘It’s Weaver.’
‘Mr Weaver. How nice. I’ve put a water-bottle between the sheets to air them out, Mr Weaver.
It’s such a comfort to have a hot water-bottle in a strange bed with clean sheets, don’t you agree?
And you may light the gas fire at any time if you feel chilly26.’
‘Thank you,’ Billy said. ‘Thank you ever so much.’ He noticed that the bedspread had been
taken off the bed, and that the bedclothes had been neatly27 turned back on one side, all ready for
someone to get in.
‘I’m so glad you appeared,’ she said, looking earnestly into his face. ‘I was beginning to get
‘That’s all right,’ Billy answered brightly. ‘You mustn’t worry about me.’ He put his suitcase on
the chair and started to open it.
‘And what about supper, my dear? Did you manage to get anything to eat before you came
‘I’m not a bit hungry, thank you,’ he said. ‘I think I’ll just go to bed as soon as possible because
tomorrow I’ve got to get up rather early and report to the office.’
‘Very well, then. I’ll leave you now so that you can unpack28. But before you go to bed, would
you be kind enough to pop into the sitting-room29 on the ground floor and sign the book? Everyone
has to do that because it’s the law of the land, and we don’t want to go breaking any laws at this
stage in the proceedings30, do we?’ She gave him a little wave of the hand and went quickly out of
the room and closed the door.
Now, the fact that his landlady appeared to be slightly off her rocker didn’t worry Billy in the
least. After all, she was not only harmless – there was no question about that – but she was also
quite obviously a kind and generous soul. He guessed that she had probably lost a son in the war,
or something like that, and had never got over it.
So a few minutes later, after unpacking31 his suitcase and washing his hands, he trotted32
downstairs to the ground floor and entered the living-room. His landlady wasn’t there, but the fire
was glowing in the hearth, and the little dachshund was still sleeping in front of it. The room was
wonderfully warm and cosy33. I’m a lucky fellow, he thought, rubbing his hands. This is a bit of all
He found the guest-book lying open on the piano, so he took out his pen and wrote down his
name and address. There were only two other entries above his on the page, and, as one always
does with guest-books, he started to read them. One was a Christopher Mulholland from Cardiff.
The other was Gregory W. Temple from Bristol.
That’s funny, he thought suddenly. Christopher Mulholland. It rings a bell.
Now where on earth had he heard that rather unusual name before?
Was he a boy at school? No. Was it one of his sister’s numerous young men, perhaps, or a
friend of his father’s? No, no, it wasn’t any of those. He glanced down again at the book.
Christopher Mulholland
231 Cathedral Road, Cardiff
Gregory W. Temple
27 Sycamore Drive, Bristol
As a matter of fact, now he came to think of it, he wasn’t at all sure that the second name didn’t
have almost as much of a familiar ring about it as the first.
‘Gregory Temple?’ he said aloud, searching his memory. ‘Christopher Mulholland? …’
‘Such charming boys,’ a voice behind him answered, and he turned and saw his landlady sailing
into the room with a large silver tea-tray in her hands. She was holding it well out in front of her,
and rather high up, as though the tray were a pair of reins34 on a frisky35 horse.
‘They sound somehow familiar,’ he said.
‘They do? How interesting.’
‘I’m almost positive I’ve heard those names before somewhere. Isn’t that queer? Maybe it was
in the newspapers. They weren’t famous in any way, were they? I mean famous cricketers or
footballers or something like that?’
‘Famous,’ she said, setting the tea-tray down on the low table in front of the sofa. ‘Oh no, I
don’t think they were famous. But they were extraordinarily handsome, both of them, I can
promise you that. They were tall and young and handsome, my dear, just exactly like you.’
Once more, Billy glanced down at the book. ‘Look here,’ he said, noticing the dates. ‘This last
entry is over two years old.’
‘It is?’
‘Yes, indeed. And Christopher Mulholland’s is nearly a year before that – more than three years
‘Dear me,’ she said, shaking her head and heaving a dainty little sigh. ‘I would never have
thought it. How time does fly away from us all, doesn’t it, Mr Wilkins?’
‘It’s Weaver,’ Billy said. ‘W-e-a-v-e-r.’
‘Oh, of course it is!’ she cried, sitting down on the sofa. ‘How silly of me. I do apologize. In
one ear and out the other, that’s me, Mr Weaver.’
‘You know something?’ Billy said. ‘Something that’s really quite extraordinary about all this?’
‘No, dear, I don’t.’
‘Well, you see – both of these names, Mulholland and Temple, I not only seem to remember
each of them separately, so to speak, but somehow or other, in some peculiar way, they both
appear to be sort of connected together as well. As though they were both famous for the same sort
of thing, if you see what I mean – like … like Dempsey and Tunney, for example, or Churchill
and Roosevelt.’
‘How amusing,’ she said. ‘But come over here now, dear, and sit down beside me on the sofa
and I’ll give you a nice cup of tea and a ginger36 biscuit before you go to bed.’
‘You really shouldn’t bother,’ Billy said. ‘I didn’t mean you to do anything like that.’ He stood
by the piano, watching her as she fussed about with the cups and saucers. He noticed that she had
small, white, quickly moving hands, and red finger-nails.
‘I’m almost positive it was in the newspapers I saw them,’ Billy said. ‘I’ll think of it in a
second. I’m sure I will.’
There is nothing more tantalizing37 than a thing like this which lingers just outside the borders of
one’s memory. He hated to give up.
‘Now wait a minute,’ he said. ‘Wait just a minute. Mulholland … Christopher Mulholland …
wasn’t that the name of the Eton schoolboy who was on a walking-tour through the West Country,
and then all of a sudden …’
‘Milk?’ she said. ‘And sugar?’
‘Yes, please. And then all of a sudden …’
‘Eton schoolboy?’ she said. ‘Oh no, my dear, that can’t possibly be right because my Mr
Mulholland was certainly not an Eton schoolboy when he came to me. He was a Cambridge
undergraduate. Come over here now and sit next to me and warm yourself in front of this lovely
fire. Come on. Your tea’s all ready for you.’ She patted the empty place beside her on the sofa, and
she sat there smiling at Billy and waiting for him to come over.
He crossed the room slowly, and sat down on the edge of the sofa. She placed his teacup on the
table in front of him.
‘There we are,’ she said. ‘How nice and cosy this is, isn’t it?’
Billy started sipping38 his tea. She did the same. For half a minute or so, neither of them spoke40.
But Billy knew that she was looking at him. Her body was half-turned towards him, and he could
feel her eyes resting on his face, watching him over the rim41 of her teacup. Now and again, he
caught a whiff of a peculiar smell that seemed to emanate42 directly from her person. It was not in
the least unpleasant, and it reminded him – well, he wasn’t quite sure what it reminded him of.
Pickled walnuts43? New leather? Or was it the corridors of a hospital?
‘Mr Mulholland was a great one for his tea,’ she said at length. ‘Never in my life have I seen
anyone drink as much tea as dear, sweet Mr Mulholland.’
‘I suppose he left fairly recently,’ Billy said. He was still puzzling his head about the two
names. He was positive now that he had seen them in the newspapers – in the headlines.
‘Left?’ she said, arching her brows. ‘But my dear boy, he never left. He’s still here. Mr Temple
is also here. They’re on the third floor, both of them together.’
Billy set down his cup slowly on the table, and stared at his landlady. She smiled back at him,
and then she put out one of her white hands and patted him comfortingly on the knee. ‘How old
are you, my dear?’ she asked.
‘Seventeen!’ she cried. ‘Oh, it’s the perfect age! Mr Mulholland was also seventeen. But I think
he was a trifle shorter than you are, in fact I’m sure he was, and his teeth weren’t quite so white.
You have the most beautiful teeth, Mr Weaver, did you know that?’
‘They’re not as good as they look,’ Billy said. ‘They’ve got simply masses of fillings in them at
the back.’
‘Mr Temple, of course, was a little older,’ she said, ignoring his remark. ‘He was actually
twenty-eight. And yet I never would have guessed it if he hadn’t told me, never in my whole life.
There wasn’t a blemish44 on his body.’
‘A what?’ Billy said.
‘His skin was just like a baby’s.’
There was a pause. Billy picked up his teacup and took another sip39 of his tea, then he set it
down again gently in its saucer. He waited for her to say something else, but she seemed to have
lapsed45 into another of her silences. He sat there staring straight ahead of him into the far corner of
the room, biting his lower lip.
‘That parrot,’ he said at last. ‘You know something? It had me completely fooled when I first
saw it through the window from the street. I could have sworn it was alive.’
‘Alas, no longer.’
‘It’s most terribly clever the way it’s been done,’ he said. ‘It doesn’t look in the least bit dead.
Who did it?’
‘I did.’
‘You did?’
‘Of course,’ she said. ‘And have you met my little Basil as well?’ She nodded towards the
dachshund curled up so comfortably in front of the fire. Billy looked at it. And suddenly, he
realized that this animal had all the time been just as silent and motionless as the parrot. He put out
a hand and touched it gently on the top of its back. The back was hard and cold, and when he
pushed the hair to one side with his fingers, he could see the skin underneath, greyish-black and
dry and perfectly preserved.
‘Good gracious me,’ he said. ‘How absolutely fascinating.’ He turned away from the dog and
stared with deep admiration46 at the little woman beside him on the sofa. ‘It must be most awfully47
difficult to do a thing like that.’
‘Not in the least,’ she said. ‘I stuff all my little pets myself when they pass away. Will you have
another cup of tea?’
‘No, thank you,’ Billy said. The tea tasted faintly of bitter almonds, and he didn’t much care for
‘You did sign the book, didn’t you?’
‘Oh, yes.’
‘That’s good. Because later on, if I happen to forget what you were called, then I can always
come down here and look it up. I still do that almost every day with Mr Mulholland and Mr … Mr
‘Temple,’ Billy said. ‘Gregory Temple. Excuse my asking, but haven’t there been any other
guests here except them in the last two or three years?’
Holding her teacup high in one hand, inclining her head slightly to the left, she looked up at him
out of the corners of her eyes and gave him another gentle little smile.
‘No, my dear,’ she said. ‘Only you.’


1 landlady t2ZxE     
  • I heard my landlady creeping stealthily up to my door.我听到我的女房东偷偷地来到我的门前。
  • The landlady came over to serve me.女店主过来接待我。
2 weaver LgWwd     
  • She was a fast weaver and the cloth was very good.她织布织得很快,而且布的质量很好。
  • The eager weaver did not notice my confusion.热心的纺织工人没有注意到我的狼狈相。
3 starry VhWzfP     
adj.星光照耀的, 闪亮的
  • He looked at the starry heavens.他瞧着布满星星的天空。
  • I like the starry winter sky.我喜欢这满天星斗的冬夜。
4 briskness Ux2z6U     
  • A child who was flying a kite sensed it in terms of briskness.一个孩子在放风筝时猛然感到的飞腾。
  • Father open the window to let in the briskness of the morning air.父亲打开窗户让早晨的清新空气进来。
5 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。
6 blotchy blotchy     
  • her blotchy and swollen face 她的布满斑点的浮肿的脸
  • Blotchy skin is a symptom of many skin diseases. 皮肤上出现污斑是许多皮肤病的症状。 来自互联网
7 illuminated 98b351e9bc282af85e83e767e5ec76b8     
  • Floodlights illuminated the stadium. 泛光灯照亮了体育场。
  • the illuminated city at night 夜幕中万家灯火的城市
8 propped 557c00b5b2517b407d1d2ef6ba321b0e     
支撑,支持,维持( prop的过去式和过去分词 )
  • He sat propped up in the bed by pillows. 他靠着枕头坐在床上。
  • This fence should be propped up. 这栅栏该用东西支一支。
9 panes c8bd1ed369fcd03fe15520d551ab1d48     
窗玻璃( pane的名词复数 )
  • The sun caught the panes and flashed back at him. 阳光照到窗玻璃上,又反射到他身上。
  • The window-panes are dim with steam. 玻璃窗上蒙上了一层蒸汽。
10 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。
11 underneath VKRz2     
  • Working underneath the car is always a messy job.在汽车底下工作是件脏活。
  • She wore a coat with a dress underneath.她穿着一件大衣,里面套着一条连衣裙。
12 velvety 5783c9b64c2c5d03bc234867b2d33493     
adj. 像天鹅绒的, 轻软光滑的, 柔软的
  • a velvety red wine 醇厚的红葡萄酒
  • Her skin was admired for its velvety softness. 她的皮肤如天鹅绒般柔软,令人赞叹。
13 hearth n5by9     
  • She came and sat in a chair before the hearth.她走过来,在炉子前面的椅子上坐下。
  • She comes to the hearth,and switches on the electric light there.她走到壁炉那里,打开电灯。
14 belly QyKzLi     
  • The boss has a large belly.老板大腹便便。
  • His eyes are bigger than his belly.他眼馋肚饱。
15 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。
16 darts b1f965d0713bbf1014ed9091c7778b12     
n.掷飞镖游戏;飞镖( dart的名词复数 );急驰,飞奔v.投掷,投射( dart的第三人称单数 );向前冲,飞奔
  • His darts trophy takes pride of place on the mantelpiece. 他将掷镖奖杯放在壁炉顶上最显著的地方。 来自《简明英汉词典》
  • I never saw so many darts in a bodice! 我从没见过紧身胸衣上纳了这么多的缝褶! 来自《简明英汉词典》
17 perfectly 8Mzxb     
  • The witnesses were each perfectly certain of what they said.证人们个个对自己所说的话十分肯定。
  • Everything that we're doing is all perfectly above board.我们做的每件事情都是光明正大的。
18 conjured 227df76f2d66816f8360ea2fef0349b5     
用魔术变出( conjure的过去式和过去分词 ); 祈求,恳求; 变戏法; (变魔术般地) 使…出现
  • He conjured them with his dying breath to look after his children. 他临终时恳求他们照顾他的孩子。
  • His very funny joke soon conjured my anger away. 他讲了个十分有趣的笑话,使得我的怒气顿消。
19 watery bU5zW     
  • In his watery eyes there is an expression of distrust.他那含泪的眼睛流露出惊惶失措的神情。
  • Her eyes became watery because of the smoke.因为烟熏,她的双眼变得泪汪汪的。
20 rapacious hAzzh     
  • He had a rapacious appetite for bird's nest soup.他吃燕窝汤吃个没够。
  • Rapacious soldiers looted the houses in the defeated city.贪婪的士兵洗劫了被打败的城市。
21 landladies 9460cc0128a0dc03a9135025652719dc     
n.女房东,女店主,女地主( landlady的名词复数 )
  • The landladies paid court to her, in the obsequious way landladies have. 女店主们以她们特有的谄媚方式向她献殷勤。 来自辞典例句
22 peculiar cinyo     
  • He walks in a peculiar fashion.他走路的样子很奇特。
  • He looked at me with a very peculiar expression.他用一种很奇怪的表情看着我。
23 dame dvGzR0     
  • The dame tell of her experience as a wife and mother.这位年长妇女讲了她作妻子和母亲的经验。
  • If you stick around,you'll have to marry that dame.如果再逗留多一会,你就要跟那个夫人结婚。
24 accurately oJHyf     
  • It is hard to hit the ball accurately.准确地击中球很难。
  • Now scientists can forecast the weather accurately.现在科学家们能准确地预报天气。
25 extraordinarily Vlwxw     
  • 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。
26 chilly pOfzl     
  • I feel chilly without a coat.我由于没有穿大衣而感到凉飕飕的。
  • I grew chilly when the fire went out.炉火熄灭后,寒气逼人。
27 neatly ynZzBp     
  • Sailors know how to wind up a long rope neatly.水手们知道怎样把一条大绳利落地缠好。
  • The child's dress is neatly gathered at the neck.那孩子的衣服在领口处打着整齐的皱褶。
28 unpack sfwzBO     
  • I must unpack before dinner.我得在饭前把行李打开。
  • She said she would unpack the items later.她说以后再把箱子里的东西拿出来。
29 sitting-room sitting-room     
  • The sitting-room is clean.起居室很清洁。
  • Each villa has a separate sitting-room.每栋别墅都有一间独立的起居室。
30 proceedings Wk2zvX     
  • He was released on bail pending committal proceedings. 他交保获释正在候审。
  • to initiate legal proceedings against sb 对某人提起诉讼
31 unpacking 4cd1f3e1b7db9c6a932889b5839cdd25     
n.取出货物,拆包[箱]v.从(包裹等)中取出(所装的东西),打开行李取出( unpack的现在分词 );拆包;解除…的负担;吐露(心事等)
  • Joe sat on the bed while Martin was unpacking. 马丁打开箱子取东西的时候,乔坐在床上。 来自《简明英汉词典》
  • They are unpacking a trunk. 他们正在打开衣箱。 来自《简明英汉词典》
32 trotted 6df8e0ef20c10ef975433b4a0456e6e1     
小跑,急走( trot的过去分词 ); 匆匆忙忙地走
  • She trotted her pony around the field. 她骑着小马绕场慢跑。
  • Anne trotted obediently beside her mother. 安妮听话地跟在妈妈身边走。
33 cosy dvnzc5     
  • We spent a cosy evening chatting by the fire.我们在炉火旁聊天度过了一个舒适的晚上。
  • It was so warm and cosy in bed that Simon didn't want to get out.床上温暖而又舒适,西蒙简直不想下床了。
34 reins 370afc7786679703b82ccfca58610c98     
感情,激情; 缰( rein的名词复数 ); 控制手段; 掌管; (成人带着幼儿走路以防其走失时用的)保护带
  • She pulled gently on the reins. 她轻轻地拉着缰绳。
  • The government has imposed strict reins on the import of luxury goods. 政府对奢侈品的进口有严格的控制手段。
35 frisky LfNzk     
  • I felt frisky,as if I might break into a dance.我感到很欢快,似乎要跳起舞来。
  • His horse was feeling frisky,and he had to hold the reins tightly.马儿欢蹦乱跳,他不得不紧勒缰绳。
36 ginger bzryX     
  • There is no ginger in the young man.这个年轻人没有精神。
  • Ginger shall be hot in the mouth.生姜吃到嘴里总是辣的。
37 tantalizing 3gnzn9     
adj.逗人的;惹弄人的;撩人的;煽情的v.逗弄,引诱,折磨( tantalize的现在分词 )
  • This was my first tantalizing glimpse of the islands. 这是我第一眼看见的这些岛屿的动人美景。 来自《简明英汉词典》
  • We have only vague and tantalizing glimpses of his power. 我们只能隐隐约约地领略他的威力,的确有一种可望不可及的感觉。 来自英汉非文学 - 历史
38 sipping e7d80fb5edc3b51045def1311858d0ae     
v.小口喝,呷,抿( sip的现在分词 )
  • She sat in the sun, idly sipping a cool drink. 她坐在阳光下懒洋洋地抿着冷饮。
  • She sat there, sipping at her tea. 她坐在那儿抿着茶。
39 sip Oxawv     
  • She took a sip of the cocktail.她啜饮一口鸡尾酒。
  • Elizabeth took a sip of the hot coffee.伊丽莎白呷了一口热咖啡。
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
  • 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 rim RXSxl     
  • The water was even with the rim of the basin.盆里的水与盆边平齐了。
  • She looked at him over the rim of her glass.她的目光越过玻璃杯的边沿看着他。
42 emanate DPXz3     
  • Waves emanate from the same atom source.波是由同一原子辐射的。
  • These chemicals can emanate certain poisonous gases.这些化学药品会散发出某些有毒的气味。
43 walnuts 465c6356861ea8aca24192b9eacd42e8     
胡桃(树)( walnut的名词复数 ); 胡桃木
  • Are there walnuts in this sauce? 这沙司里面有核桃吗?
  • We ate eggs and bacon, pickled walnuts and cheese. 我们吃鸡蛋,火腿,腌胡桃仁和干酪。
44 blemish Qtuz5     
  • The slightest blemish can reduce market value.只要有一点最小的损害都会降低市场价值。
  • He wasn't about to blemish that pristine record.他本不想去玷污那清白的过去。
45 lapsed f403f7d09326913b001788aee680719d     
adj.流失的,堕落的v.退步( lapse的过去式和过去分词 );陷入;倒退;丧失
  • He had lapsed into unconsciousness. 他陷入了昏迷状态。
  • He soon lapsed into his previous bad habits. 他很快陷入以前的恶习中去。 来自《简明英汉词典》
46 admiration afpyA     
  • He was lost in admiration of the beauty of the scene.他对风景之美赞不绝口。
  • We have a great admiration for the gold medalists.我们对金牌获得者极为敬佩。
47 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。


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