查太莱夫人的情人(LADY CHATTERLEY'S LOVER)第六章
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`Why don't men and women really like one another nowadays?' Connie asked Tommy Dukes, who was more or less her oracle1.
`Oh, but they do! I don't think since the human species was invented, there has ever been a time when men and women have liked one another as much as they do today. Genuine liking2! Take myself. I really like women better than men; they are braver, one can be more frank with them.'

Connie pondered this.

`Ah, yes, but you never have anything to do with them!' she said.

`I? What am I doing but talking perfectly3 sincerely to a woman at this moment?'

`Yes, talking...'

`And what more could I do if you were a man, than talk perfectly sincerely to you?'

`Nothing perhaps. But a woman...'

`A woman wants you to like her and talk to her, and at the same time love her and desire her; and it seems to me the two things are mutually exclusive.'

`But they shouldn't be!'

`No doubt water ought not to be so wet as it is; it overdoes4 it in wetness. But there it is! I like women and talk to them, and therefore I don't love them and desire them. The two things don't happen at the same time in me.'

`I think they ought to.'

`All right. The fact that things ought to be something else than what they are, is not my department.

Connie considered this. `It isn't true,' she said. `Men can love women and talk to them. I don't see how they can love them without talking, and being friendly and intimate. How can they?'

`Well,' he said, `I don't know. What's the use of my generalizing? I only know my own case. I like women, but I don't desire them. I like talking to them; but talking to them, though it makes me intimate in one direction, sets me poles apart from them as far as kissing is concerned. So there you are! But don't take me as a general example, probably I'm just a special case: one of the men who like women, but don't love women, and even hate them if they force me into a pretence5 of love, or an entangled6 appearance.

`But doesn't it make you sad?'

`Why should it? Not a bit! I look at Charlie May, and the rest of the men who have affairs...No, I don't envy them a bit! If fate sent me a woman I wanted, well and good. Since I don't know any woman I want, and never see one...why, I presume I'm cold, and really like some women very much.'

`Do you like me?'

`Very much! And you see there's no question of kissing between us, is there?'

`None at all!' said Connie. `But oughtn't there to be?'

`Why, in God's name? I like Clifford, but what would you say if I went and kissed him?'

`But isn't there a difference?'

`Where does it lie, as far as we're concerned? We're all intelligent human beings, and the male and female business is in abeyance7. Just in abeyance. How would you like me to start acting8 up like a continental9 male at this moment, and parading the sex thing?'

`I should hate it.'

`Well then! I tell you, if I'm really a male thing at all, I never run across the female of my species. And I don't miss her, I just like women. Who's going to force me into loving or pretending to love them, working up the sex game?'

`No, I'm not. But isn't something wrong?'

`You may feel it, I don't.'

`Yes, I feel something is wrong between men and women. A woman has no glamour10 for a man any more.'

`Has a man for a woman?'

She pondered the other side of the question.

`Not much,' she said truthfully.

`Then let's leave it all alone, and just be decent and simple, like proper human beings with one another. Be damned to the artificial sex-compulsion! I refuse it!'

Connie knew he was right, really. Yet it left her feeling so forlorn, so forlorn and stray. Like a chip on a dreary11 pond, she felt. What was the point, of her or anything?

It was her youth which rebelled. These men seemed so old and cold. Everything seemed old and cold. And Michaelis let one down so; he was no good. The men didn't want one; they just didn't really want a woman, even Michaelis didn't.

And the bounders who pretended they did, and started working the sex game, they were worse than ever.

It was just dismal12, and one had to put up with it. It was quite true, men had no real glamour for a woman: if you could fool yourself into thinking they had, even as she had fooled herself over Michaelis, that was the best you could do. Meanwhile you just lived on and there was nothing to it. She understood perfectly well why people had cocktail13 parties, and jazzed, and Charlestoned till they were ready to drop. You had to take it out some way or other, your youth, or it ate you up. But what a ghastly thing, this youth! You felt as old as Methuselah, and yet the thing fizzed somehow, and didn't let you be comfortable. A mean sort of life! And no prospect14! She almost wished she had gone off with Mick, and made her life one long cocktail party, and jazz evening. Anyhow that was better than just mooning yourself into the grave.

On one of her bad days she went out alone to walk in the wood, ponderously15, heeding16 nothing, not even noticing where she was. The report of a gun not far off startled and angered her.

Then, as she went, she heard voices, and recoiled17. People! She didn't want people. But her quick ear caught another sound, and she roused; it was a child sobbing18. At once she attended; someone was ill-treating a child. She strode swinging down the wet drive, her sullen19 resentment20 uppermost. She felt just prepared to make a scene.

Turning the corner, she saw two figures in the drive beyond her: the keeper, and a little girl in a purple coat and moleskin cap, crying.

`Ah, shut it up, tha false little bitch!' came the man's angry voice, and the child sobbed21 louder.

Constance strode nearer, with blazing eyes. The man turned and looked at her, saluting22 coolly, but he was pale with anger.

`What's the matter? Why is she crying?' demanded Constance, peremptory23 but a little breathless.

A faint smile like a sneer24 came on the man's face. `Nay, yo mun ax 'er,' he replied callously25, in broad vernacular26.

Connie felt as if he had hit her in the face, and she changed colour. Then she gathered her defiance27, and looked at him, her dark blue eyes blazing rather vaguely28.

`I asked you,' she panted.

He gave a queer little bow, lifting his hat. `You did, your Ladyship,' he said; then, with a return to the vernacular: `but I canna tell yer.' And he became a soldier, inscrutable, only pale with annoyance29.

Connie turned to the child, a ruddy, black-haired thing of nine or ten. `What is it, dear? Tell me why you're crying!' she said, with the conventionalized sweetness suitable. More violent sobs30, self-conscious. Still more sweetness on Connie's part.

`There, there, don't you cry! Tell me what they've done to you!'...an intense tenderness of tone. At the same time she felt in the pocket of her knitted jacket, and luckily found a sixpence.

`Don't you cry then!' she said, bending in front of the child. `See what I've got for you!'

Sobs, snuffles, a fist taken from a blubbered face, and a black shrewd eye cast for a second on the sixpence. Then more sobs, but subduing31. `There, tell me what's the matter, tell me!' said Connie, putting the coin into the child's chubby32 hand, which closed over it.

`It's the...it's the...pussy33!'

Shudders34 of subsiding35 sobs.

`What pussy, dear?'

After a silence the shy fist, clenching36 on sixpence, pointed37 into the bramble brake.

`There!'

Connie looked, and there, sure enough, was a big black cat, stretched out grimly, with a bit of blood on it.

`Oh!' she said in repulsion.

`A poacher, your Ladyship,' said the man satirically.

She glanced at him angrily. `No wonder the child cried,' she said, `if you shot it when she was there. No wonder she cried!'

He looked into Connie's eyes, laconic38, contemptuous, not hiding his feelings. And again Connie flushed; she felt she had been making a scene, the man did not respect her.

`What is your name?' she said playfully to the child. `Won't you tell me your name?'

Sniffs39; then very affectedly40 in a piping voice: `Connie Mellors!'

`Connie Mellors! Well, that's a nice name! And did you come out with your Daddy, and he shot a pussy? But it was a bad pussy!'

The child looked at her, with bold, dark eyes of scrutiny41, sizing her up, and her condolence.

`I wanted to stop with my Gran,' said the little girl.

`Did you? But where is your Gran?'

The child lifted an arm, pointing down the drive. `At th' cottidge.'

`At the cottage! And would you like to go back to her?'

Sudden, shuddering42 quivers of reminiscent sobs. `Yes!'

`Come then, shall I take you? Shall I take you to your Gran? Then your Daddy can do what he has to do.' She turned to the man. `It is your little girl, isn't it?'

He saluted43, and made a slight movement of the head in affirmation.

`I suppose I can take her to the cottage?' asked Connie.

`If your Ladyship wishes.'

Again he looked into her eyes, with that calm, searching detached glance. A man very much alone, and on his own.

`Would you like to come with me to the cottage, to your Gran, dear?'

The child peeped up again. `Yes!' she simpered.

Connie disliked her; the spoilt, false little female. Nevertheless she wiped her face and took her hand. The keeper saluted in silence.

`Good morning!' said Connie.

It was nearly a mile to the cottage, and Connie senior was well red by Connie junior by the time the game-keeper's picturesque44 little home was in sight. The child was already as full to the brim with tricks as a little monkey, and so self-assured.

At the cottage the door stood open, and there was a rattling45 heard inside. Connie lingered, the child slipped her hand, and ran indoors.

`Gran! Gran!'

`Why, are yer back a'ready!'

The grandmother had been blackleading the stove, it was Saturday morning. She came to the door in her sacking apron46, a blacklead-brush in her hand, and a black smudge on her nose. She was a little, rather dry woman.

`Why, whatever?' she said, hastily wiping her arm across her face as she saw Connie standing47 outside.

`Good morning!' said Connie. `She was crying, so I just brought her home.'

The grandmother looked around swiftly at the child:

`Why, wheer was yer Dad?'

The little girl clung to her grandmother's skirts and simpered.

`He was there,' said Connie, `but he'd shot a poaching cat, and the child was upset.'

`Oh, you'd no right t'ave bothered, Lady Chatterley, I'm sure! I'm sure it was very good of you, but you shouldn't 'ave bothered. Why, did ever you see!'---and the old woman turned to the child: `Fancy Lady Chatterley takin' all that trouble over yer! Why, she shouldn't 'ave bothered!'

`It was no bother, just a walk,' said Connie smiling.

`Why, I'm sure 'twas very kind of you, I must say! So she was crying! I knew there'd be something afore they got far. She's frightened of 'im, that's wheer it is. Seems 'e's almost a stranger to 'er, fair a stranger, and I don't think they're two as'd hit it off very easy. He's got funny ways.'

Connie didn't know what to say.

`Look, Gran!' simpered the child.

The old woman looked down at the sixpence in the little girl's hand.

`An' sixpence an' all! Oh, your Ladyship, you shouldn't, you shouldn't. Why, isn't Lady Chatterley good to yer! My word, you're a lucky girl this morning!'

She pronounced the name, as all the people did: Chat'ley.---Isn't Lady Chat'ley good to you!'---Connie couldn't help looking at the old woman's nose, and the latter again vaguely wiped her face with the back of her wrist, but missed the smudge.

Connie was moving away `Well, thank you ever so much, Lady Chat'ley, I'm sure. Say thank you to Lady Chat'ley!'---this last to the child.

`Thank you,' piped the child.

`There's a dear!' laughed Connie, and she moved away, saying `Good morning', heartily48 relieved to get away from the contact.

Curious, she thought, that that thin, proud man should have that little, sharp woman for a mother!

And the old woman, as soon as Connie had gone, rushed to the bit of mirror in the scullery, and looked at her face. Seeing it, she stamped her foot with impatience49. `Of course she had to catch me in my coarse apron, and a dirty face! Nice idea she'd get of me!'

Connie went slowly home to Wragby. `Home!'...it was a warm word to use for that great, weary warren. But then it was a word that had had its day. It was somehow cancelled. All the great words, it seemed to Connie, were cancelled for her generation: love, joy, happiness, home, mother, father, husband, all these great, dynamic words were half dead now, and dying from day to day. Home was a place you lived in, love was a thing you didn't fool yourself about, joy was a word you applied50 to a good Charleston, happiness was a term of hypocrisy51 used to bluff52 other people, a father was an individual who enjoyed his own existence, a husband was a man you lived with and kept going in spirits. As for sex, the last of the great words, it was just a cocktail term for an excitement that bucked53 you up for a while, then left you more raggy than ever. Frayed54! It was as if the very material you were made of was cheap stuff, and was fraying55 out to nothing.

All that really remained was a stubborn stoicism: and in that there was a certain pleasure. In the very experience of the nothingness of life, phase after phase, étape after étape, there was a certain grisly satisfaction. So that's that! Always this was the last utterance56: home, love, marriage, Michaelis: So that's that! And when one died, the last words to life would be: So that's that!

Money? Perhaps one couldn't say the same there. Money one always wanted. Money, Success, the bitch-goddess, as Tommy Dukes persisted in calling it, after Henry James, that was a permanent necessity. You couldn't spend your last sou, and say finally: So that's that! No, if you lived even another ten minutes, you wanted a few more sous for something or other. Just to keep the business mechanically going, you needed money. You had to have it. Money you have to have. You needn't really have anything else. So that's that!

Since, of course, it's not your own fault you are alive. Once you are alive, money is a necessity, and the only absolute necessity. All the rest you can get along without, at a pinch. But not money. Emphatically, that's that!

She thought of Michaelis, and the money she might have had with him; and even that she didn't want. She preferred the lesser57 amount which she helped Clifford to make by his writing. That she actually helped to make.---`Clifford and I together, we make twelve hundred a year out of writing'; so she put it to herself. Make money! Make it! Out of nowhere. Wring58 it out of the thin air! The last feat59 to be humanly proud of! The rest all-my-eye-Betty-Martin.

So she plodded60 home to Clifford, to join forces with him again, to make another story out of nothingness: and a story meant money. Clifford seemed to care very much whether his stories were considered first-class literature or not. Strictly61, she didn't care. Nothing in it! said her father. Twelve hundred pounds last year! was the retort simple and final.

If you were young, you just set your teeth, and bit on and held on, till the money began to flow from the invisible; it was a question of power. It was a question of will; a subtle, subtle, powerful emanation of will out of yourself brought back to you the mysterious nothingness of money a word on a bit of paper. It was a sort of magic, certainly it was triumph. The bitch-goddess! Well, if one had to prostitute oneself, let it be to a bitch-goddess! One could always despise her even while one prostituted oneself to her, which was good.

Clifford, of course, had still many childish taboos62 and fetishes. He wanted to be thought `really good', which was all cock-a-hoopy nonsense. What was really good was what actually caught on. It was no good being really good and getting left with it. It seemed as if most of the `really good' men just missed the bus. After all you only lived one life, and if you missed the bus, you were just left on the pavement, along with the rest of the failures.

Connie was contemplating63 a winter in London with Clifford, next winter. He and she had caught the bus all right, so they might as well ride on top for a bit, and show it.

The worst of it was, Clifford tended to become vague, absent, and to fall into fits of vacant depression. It was the wound to his psyche64 coming out. But it made Connie want to scream. Oh God, if the mechanism65 of the consciousness itself was going to go wrong, then what was one to do? Hang it all, one did one's bit! Was one to be let down absolutely?

Sometimes she wept bitterly, but even as she wept she was saying to herself: Silly fool, wetting hankies! As if that would get you anywhere!

Since Michaelis, she had made up her mind she wanted nothing. That seemed the simplest solution of the otherwise insoluble. She wanted nothing more than what she'd got; only she wanted to get ahead with what she'd got: Clifford, the stories, Wragby, the Lady-Chatterley business, money and fame, such as it was...she wanted to go ahead with it all. Love, sex, all that sort of stuff, just water-ices! Lick it up and forget it. If you don't hang on to it in your mind, it's nothing. Sex especially...nothing! Make up your mind to it, and you've solved the problem. Sex and a cocktail: they both lasted about as long, had the same effect, and amounted to about the same thing.

But a child, a baby! That was still one of the sensations. She would venture very gingerly on that experiment. There was the man to consider, and it was curious, there wasn't a man in the world whose children you wanted. Mick's children! Repulsive66 thought! As lief have a child to a rabbit! Tommy Dukes? he was very nice, but somehow you couldn't associate him with a baby, another generation. He ended in himself. And out of all the rest of Clifford's pretty wide acquaintance, there was not a man who did not rouse her contempt, when she thought of having a child by him. There were several who would have been quite possible as lover, even Mick. But to let them breed a child on you! Ugh! Humiliation67 and abomination.

So that was that!

Nevertheless, Connie had the child at the back of her mind. Wait! wait! She would sift68 the generations of men through her sieve69, and see if she couldn't find one who would do.---`Go ye into the streets and by ways of Jerusalem, and see if you can find a man.' It had been impossible to find a man in the Jerusalem of the prophet, though there were thousands of male humans. But a man! C'est une autre chose!

She had an idea that he would have to be a foreigner: not an Englishman, still less an Irishman. A real foreigner.

But wait! wait! Next winter she would get Clifford to London; the following winter she would get him abroad to the South of France, Italy. Wait! She was in no hurry about the child. That was her own private affair, and the one point on which, in her own queer, female way, she was serious to the bottom of her soul. She was not going to risk any chance comer, not she! One might take a lover almost at any moment, but a man who should beget70 a child on one...wait! wait! it's a very different matter.---`Go ye into the streets and byways of Jerusalem...' It was not a question of love; it was a question of a man. Why, one might even rather hate him, personally. Yet if he was the man, what would one's personal hate matter? This business concerned another part of oneself.

It had rained as usual, and the paths were too sodden71 for Clifford's chair, but Connie would go out. She went out alone every day now, mostly in the wood, where she was really alone. She saw nobody there.

This day, however, Clifford wanted to send a message to the keeper, and as the boy was laid up with influenza72, somebody always seemed to have influenza at Wragby, Connie said she would call at the cottage.

The air was soft and dead, as if all the world were slowly dying. Grey and clammy and silent, even from the shuffling73 of the collieries, for the pits were working short time, and today they were stopped altogether. The end of all things!

In the wood all was utterly74 inert75 and motionless, only great drops fell from the bare boughs76, with a hollow little crash. For the rest, among the old trees was depth within depth of grey, hopeless inertia77, silence, nothingness.

Connie walked dimly on. From the old wood came an ancient melancholy78, somehow soothing79 to her, better than the harsh insentience of the outer world. She liked the inwardness of the remnant of forest, the unspeaking reticence80 of the old trees. They seemed a very power of silence, and yet a vital presence. They, too, were waiting: obstinately81, stoically waiting, and giving off a potency82 of silence. Perhaps they were only waiting for the end; to be cut down, cleared away, the end of the forest, for them the end of all things. But perhaps their strong and aristocratic silence, the silence of strong trees, meant something else.

As she came out of the wood on the north side, the keeper's cottage, a rather dark, brown stone cottage, with gables and a handsome chimney, looked uninhabited, it was so silent and alone. But a thread of smoke rose from the chimney, and the little railed-in garden in the front of the house was dug and kept very tidy. The door was shut.

Now she was here she felt a little shy of the man, with his curious far-seeing eyes. She did not like bringing him orders, and felt like going away again. She knocked softly, no one came. She knocked again, but still not loudly. There was no answer. She peeped through the window, and saw the dark little room, with its almost sinister83 privacy, not wanting to be invaded.

She stood and listened, and it seemed to her she heard sounds from the back of the cottage. Having failed to make herself heard, her mettle84 was roused, she would not be defeated.

So she went round the side of the house. At the back of the cottage the land rose steeply, so the back yard was sunken, and enclosed by a low stone wall. She turned the corner of the house and stopped. In the little yard two paces beyond her, the man was washing himself, utterly unaware85. He was naked to the hips86, his velveteen breeches slipping down over his slender loins. And his white slim back was curved over a big bowl of soapy water, in which he ducked his head, shaking his head with a queer, quick little motion, lifting his slender white arms, and pressing the soapy water from his ears, quick, subtle as a weasel playing with water, and utterly alone. Connie backed away round the corner of the house, and hurried away to the wood. In spite of herself, she had had a shock. After all, merely a man washing himself, commonplace enough, Heaven knows!

Yet in some curious way it was a visionary experience: it had hit her in the middle of the body. She saw the clumsy breeches slipping down over the pure, delicate, white loins, the bones showing a little, and the sense of aloneness, of a creature purely87 alone, overwhelmed her. Perfect, white, solitary88 nudity of a creature that lives alone, and inwardly alone. And beyond that, a certain beauty of a pure creature. Not the stuff of beauty, not even the body of beauty, but a lambency, the warm, white flame of a single life, revealing itself in contours that one might touch: a body!

Connie had received the shock of vision in her womb, and she knew it; it lay inside her. But with her mind she was inclined to ridicule89. A man washing himself in a back yard! No doubt with evil-smelling yellow soap! She was rather annoyed; why should she be made to stumble on these vulgar privacies?

So she walked away from herself, but after a while she sat down on a stump90. She was too confused to think. But in the coil of her confusion, she was determined91 to deliver her message to the fellow. She would not he balked92. She must give him time to dress himself, but not time to go out. He was probably preparing to go out somewhere.

So she sauntered slowly back, listening. As she came near, the cottage looked just the same. A dog barked, and she knocked at the door, her heart beating in spite of herself.

She heard the man coming lightly downstairs. He opened the door quickly, and startled her. He looked uneasy himself, but instantly a laugh came on his face.

`Lady Chatterley!' he said. `Will you come in?'

His manner was so perfectly easy and good, she stepped over the threshold into the rather dreary little room.

`I only called with a message from Sir Clifford,' she said in her soft, rather breathless voice.

The man was looking at her with those blue, all-seeing eyes of his, which made her turn her face aside a little. He thought her comely93, almost beautiful, in her shyness, and he took command of the situation himself at once.

`Would you care to sit down?' he asked, presuming she would not. The door stood open.

`No thanks! Sir Clifford wondered if you would and she delivered her message, looking unconsciously into his eyes again. And now his eyes looked warm and kind, particularly to a woman, wonderfully warm, and kind, and at ease.

`Very good, your Ladyship. I will see to it at once.'

Taking an order, his whole self had changed, glazed94 over with a sort of hardness and distance. Connie hesitated, she ought to go. But she looked round the clean, tidy, rather dreary little sitting-room95 with something like dismay.

`Do you live here quite alone?' she asked.

`Quite alone, your Ladyship.'

`But your mother...?'

`She lives in her own cottage in the village.'

`With the child?' asked Connie.

`With the child!'

And his plain, rather worn face took on an indefinable look of derision. It was a face that changed all the time, baking.

`No,' he said, seeing Connie stand at a loss, `my mother comes and cleans up for me on Saturdays; I do the rest myself.'

Again Connie looked at him. His eyes were smiling again, a little mockingly, but warm and blue, and somehow kind. She wondered at him. He was in trousers and flannel96 shirt and a grey tie, his hair soft and damp, his face rather pale and worn-looking. When the eyes ceased to laugh they looked as if they had suffered a great deal, still without losing their warmth. But a pallor of isolation97 came over him, she was not really there for him.

She wanted to say so many things, and she said nothing. Only she looked up at him again, and remarked:

`I hope I didn't disturb you?'

The faint smile of mockery narrowed his eyes.

`Only combing my hair, if you don't mind. I'm sorry I hadn't a coat on, but then I had no idea who was knocking. Nobody knocks here, and the unexpected sounds ominous98.'

He went in front of her down the garden path to hold the gate. In his shirt, without the clumsy velveteen coat, she saw again how slender he was, thin, stooping a little. Yet, as she passed him, there was something young and bright in his fair hair, and his quick eyes. He would be a man about thirty-seven or eight.

She plodded on into the wood, knowing he was looking after her; he upset her so much, in spite of herself.

And he, as he went indoors, was thinking: `She's nice, she's real! She's nicer than she knows.'

She wondered very much about him; he seemed so unlike a game-keeper, so unlike a working-man anyhow; although he had something in common with the local people. But also something very uncommon99.

`The game-keeper, Mellors, is a curious kind of person,' she said to Clifford; `he might almost be a gentleman.'

`Might he?' said Clifford. `I hadn't noticed.'

`But isn't there something special about him?' Connie insisted.

`I think he's quite a nice fellow, but I know very little about him. He only came out of the army last year, less than a year ago. From India, I rather think. He may have picked up certain tricks out there, perhaps he was an officer's servant, and improved on his position. Some of the men were like that. But it does them no good, they have to fall back into their old places when they get home again.'

Connie gazed at Clifford contemplatively. She saw in him the peculiar100 tight rebuff against anyone of the lower classes who might be really climbing up, which she knew was characteristic of his breed.

`But don't you think there is something special about him?' she asked.

`Frankly, no! Nothing I had noticed.'

He looked at her curiously101, uneasily, half-suspiciously. And she felt he wasn't telling her the real truth; he wasn't telling himself the real truth, that was it. He disliked any suggestion of a really exceptional human being. People must be more or less at his level, or below it.

Connie felt again the tightness, niggardliness102 of the men of her generation. They were so tight, so scared of life!

“为什么我们现在,男人和女人都不真正相爱子?”康妮问着唐米·督克斯他多少象是她的问道之神。

“啊,谁说他们不相爱!我相信自人类被创造以来,男女的相爱没有更甚于我们今日了,他们是真情相爱的,拿我们自己来说……我实在觉得女人比男人更可爱。她们的勇气比男人大,我们可以开诚布公地对待她们。”

康妮沉思着

“呵,是的,但是你从来就还没有和她们有过什么关系哟!”

“我?那么我此刻正在做什么?我不是正和一位女人诚恳地谈着话吗?”

“是的,谈着话……”

“假如你是一个男子,你想,除了和你诚恳地谈话以外,我还能和你怎样?”

“也许不能怎样,但是一个女人……”

“一个女人要你去喜欢她,和她谈话,而同时又要你去爱她,追求她。我觉得这两件事是不能同时并行的。”

“但是这两件事应该可以并行才是!”

“无疑地,水不应该这样湿才是呵,水未免太湿了。但是水就是这样湿的!我喜欢女人,和她们谈话,所以我就不爱她们,不追求她们。在我,这两件事是不能同时发生的。”

“我觉得这两件事是应该可以同时发生的。”

“好吧。但是事情才就是这样,若定要事情成为别样,这我可没有法子。”

康妮默想着。“这不见得是真的,”她说,“男人是可以爱女人,并且和她们谈话的。我不明白男人怎么能够爱她们而不和她们谈话,不和她们亲热。他们怎么能够?”

“晤,这个我可不知道。”他说,“为什么要一概而论呢?我只知道我自己是这样。我喜欢女人,但是我不追求她们,我喜欢和她们谈话,但是谈话虽然使我在某一种说法上和她们发生亲密,但是一点也不使我想和他们接吻。你看我就是这样!但是不要拿我当作一个一般的例子,也许我正是一个特殊的例子。我是一个喜欢女人但是不爱女人的男人之一,如果她们要迫我装模作样地讲爱情,或做出如胶似漆的样子,我还要恨她们呢。”

“但是那不使你觉得悲哀吗?”

“为什么要悲哀?一点也不!当我看见查里·梅和其他许多与女人有关系的男人时……不,我一点也不羡慕他们!如果命运送给我一个我能爱而追求的女人,那好极了。但是我从来就没有碰到过这样的女人……我想我是冷淡的;但是有些女人却是我非常喜欢的。”

“你喜欢我吗?”

“很喜欢。而你可以看出,在我们之间是没有接吻的问题的,可不是吗?”

“不错,”康妮说。“但是也许我们之间应该要有这问题吧?”

“为什么,请问?我喜欢克利福,但是假如我走去抱吻他,你要作何感想?”

“但是其间没有不同的地方么?”

“不同的地方在哪里,拿我们来说吧?我们都是没有智慧的人类,男女的关系是放在度外的,放在度外的,如果我突然在此刻玩起那大陆上的男性的把戏,向你显示着性欲,你要觉得怎样?”

“那我一定要觉得可恨。”

你瞧!我告诉你如果我真是个有男性的人,我是永远不会遇着一个和我相投的女人的,可是我并不芥蒂于心。我喜欢女人,那就完了。谁还去迫我爱她们。或假装爱她们,而玩那性的把戏吗?”

“我决不这样迫你,但是这其中恐怕有些谬误的地方吧?”

“你也许这样觉得,我却不。”

“是的,我觉得男女之间有什么不对劲的东西。女人对男人再也没有魔力了。”

“而男人对女人呢,有没有?”

她考虑了问题的那一面。

“不甚有。”她诚实地说。

“那么好,我们不要再说这个了。只要我们做好人,互相坦直而合礼便得了,至于那不自然的讲爱情,我是绝对地拒绝的!”

康妮知道他确是对的。但是他的一番话,使她觉得这样的无主宰,这样的迷悯,她觉得自己好象一枝草梗似地迷失在一个荒凉的池泽上,她的和一切事物的要点在哪里?

那是她的青春反叛了。这些男子仿佛是这样的老,这样的冷淡。一切都仿佛是而老冷淡。蔑克里斯是这样令人失望,他是毫无用处的。男子们不要你,他们实在不需要一个女人,甚至蔑克里斯也不需要。

而那些坏蛋们,假装着他们需要女人,而发动那性的把戏,这种人比一切更坏。多么悲惨呵!可是一个人不得不忍痛迁就。

那是非常真实的:男从对于女人已没有真正的魔力了,假如你能瞒着你自己去幻想蚌他们还有魔力,正如康妮瞒着她自己去幻想着蔑克里斯还有魔力一体,那是最好的一件事。同时你只是敷衍着生活下去,那是毫无什么的。她很明白人们为什么要有醇酒宴会、爵士音乐和却尔斯登舞……这些宴安毒的东西。原来你得让青春沉醉。否则青春要把你吞掉。但是,多么可憎呵,这青春!你觉得象麦修彻拉一样老,而这青春却沸腾着,使你坐寐不安。多么卑贱的一种生活!而毫无希望!她几乎真想跟蔑克去,而把她的生活变成一个不尽的醉酒宴会,一个爵士音乐的长夜。无论如何那总比打着哈欠等死为上呢。

一个她觉得不愉快的早晨,她一个人到树林里去散步,沉郁地走着,不留心着什么,甚至不知道她自己在何处,不远处的一声枪响吓了她一跳,而激起她的怒气。

她向前走着,她听见了些声音,退缩了。有人在这儿呢!她是不愿意遇着什么人的。但是她的灵敏的耳朵呼着了另一种声响,她惊悸着,原来是一个孩子的哭声。她再听着,听见什么人在骂孩子。她迅速地向那湿路上下去,阴郁的感情的怒气充满着她。她觉得自己已准备了了要去向谁发脾气了。

转过一个弯,她看见两个人在她面前的路上,守猎人和一个穿着紫色外磋商,带着鼹鼠皮帽的女孩,女孩正在哭泣。

“喂,不要哭了,你这小鬼子。”那人怒叫道。

孩子哭得更厉害了。康妮走上前去,眼睛发着光,那人回转身来望着她,冷淡地行了一个礼,他的脸正气得发白。

“什么事?她哭什么?”康妮问道,很坚决的,但是有点喘不过气来。

一个轻轻的微笑,好象嘲弄人似的,显现在那人的脸上。“那,你得问她去。”他用他的沉浊的土音冷淡地答道。

康妮觉得好象被他在脸上打了一下似的,气得脸色都变了,她抖擞着精神,望着他,她那深蓝色的眼睛茫然地发着亮。

“我是问你。”她喘着气说。

他举着帽子向她行了个奇特的鞠躬。——“对的,男爵夫人,”他说。然后他又带着土音说“但是我不能告诉你。”他变成了一个士兵似的,令人不可捉摸的态度,脸孔烦恼得发青。

康妮转过身到孩子那里去。这是一个九岁或十岁的女孩,红赤的脸,黑头发。——“什么事呀,亲爱的?告诉我你哭什么?”康妮在这种情境中路着那人之常情的温情说道。孩子故意的呜咽得更厉害了。康妮更温柔地对待她。

“好了,好了,不要再哭了!告诉我别人殷你怎么欺负了!”……声音中带着无限地温慰。同时她在绒编织的短衣袋里摸着,恰好找到了一个六辨士。

“不要哭了!”她向孩子弯着身说,“你看看我给你什么东西!”

呜咽着,吸着鼻涕,掩着哭肿了的脸的一只拳头移开了,一只灵动的黑色的眼睛向六辨士瞥了一瞥。她还中鸣咽着,但是轻了许多——“好,好,告诉我什么事,告诉我!”康妮说着把钱放在孩子的肥厚的小手里,这只小手把钱接着。

“那是……那是……为了猫猫!。”

呜咽减低了,抽噎着。

“什么猫猫,亲爱的?”

等了一会,那握着六辨十的羞缩的小手伸了出来,指着一丛荆棘。

“在那儿!”

康妮望着那儿。不错,她看见了一只大黑猫,身上染着血。狞恶地躺在那儿。

“啊!”她憎恶地叫道。

“这是一只野猫,夫人。”那人嘲讽地说。

他向康妮眼里望着,猛捷地,傲慢地,一点也不隐藏着他的感觉:康妮的脸色变红了,她觉得她刚才发了他的脾气,这个人并不尊敬她了。

“你叫什么名字?”她和气地向孩子问道,“你肯告诉我你的名字吗?”

孩子吸着鼻涕;然后用一种矫揉造作的尖声道:“康妮·梅乐士!”

“康妮·梅乐士!呵,这是个美丽的名字呢!你是和爸爸一同出来的吗?他向那猫猫开枪是吗?但那是一只坏猫猫吗?”

孩子用她那勇敢的黑眼睛望着她,探究着她,打量着康妮这个人和她的怜爱的态度。

“我本来要跟奶奶留在家里的”女孩说。

“是吗?但是你的奶奶在那儿?”

孩子举起手臂,向马路下边指着:“在村舍里。”

“在村舍里?你要回到她那里去么?”

想起了刚才的哭泣,突然发抖地抽噎起来。——“是的,我要去!”

“那么来吧,我带你去好么?”把你带到你奶奶那里去好么?这样你爸爸便可以做仙所要做的事情了。”——她转过脸去向那人说道:“这是你的女孩,是不是?”

他行了一个礼。轻轻地点了点头。

“我想我可以带她到村舍里去吧?”康妮问道。

“如果夫人愿意的话。”

他重新向她的眼睛望望着,用他那种冷静的、探究的、不在乎的眼光望着她。这是一个很孤独的人。只管着他自己的事的人。

“你喜欢同我到村舍里,到你奶奶那里去么,亲爱的?”

那孩子又通告着那尖锐的声音,娇媚地说:“是的!”

康妮并不喜欢她,这,个娇养坏了的阴险的小女性,但是她却替她揩了脸,拉着她的手,守猎人行了个礼,不说什么。

“早安!”康妮说。

到村舍里差不多有一英里路。还没有到那守猎的人富有风趣的村舍以前,康妨已经觉得太讨厌那女孩了。那孩子是猴子创造的狡猾,而且是这样的泰然。

村舍的门开着,听得着里面的声响。康妮犹豫着,孩子撤开了手,向屋里跑去。

“奶奶!奶奶!”

“怎么,你已经回来了!”

祖母刚把火炉用黑铅油过,那天是星期六的早晨。她穿着粗布的围裙,手里拿着一个黑刷子,鼻子上染着黑灰,走到门边来。她是有点干枯了的小妇人。

“啊,怎么!她叫道,当她看见了康妮在门口站着,急忙地用手臂擦着脸;

“早安!”康妮说,“她哭了,所以我把她带回来的。”

祖母向孩子迅速地瞥了一瞥。

“但是,你爹爹在哪儿?”

女孩牵着她祖母的裙,痴笑着。

“他在那边,”康妮说,他把一只野猫打死了,把小孩吓慌了。”

“呵,那不应该这样麻烦你的,查太莱夫人;你太好了,但是真不应该这样的麻烦夫人呀!”

“没有什么麻烦,这还可使我散散步呢。”康妮微笑着说。

“你太好了!你真太好了!呵,她哭了么?我早知道他们俩走不了多远就要生事的。这女孩子怕他,她就是怕他。他好象是她的陌生人似的。完全陌生人,这父女俩。我看他们是不容易会得来的,她爸爸是个古怪的人。

康妨不知道说什么好。

“你瞧,奶奶!”孩子作媚态说。

那老妇女望着孩子手中的六辨士。

“还有六辨十!呵,夫人啊,你真不应该,真不应该。你瞧,查太莱夫人对你多好!你今卑真是运气哟!”

她把“查太莱”这个字象一般平民似的读成“查莱”。——“你瞧,查太莱夫人对你好不好!”——康妮不由得望了望那老妇人的黑鼻子,老妇女重新用着腕背擦着脸,但是没有擦着那黑灰。

康妮正要离开她们……“啊,多谢得很,查莱夫人!一一说谢谢查莱夫人?——最后这句话是向小孩说的。

“谢谢你。”孩子尖声地说。

“好孩子!”康妮笑着说。她说着“早安”走了。走远了以后,心里觉得很高兴已经离开她们了。她觉得有些奇怪,那清瘦而骄傲的人的母亲,但是这个干枯的小妇人。

当康妮走了以后,那老妇人连忙跑到厨房后间里,向一块小镜子照着。她看见了自己的脸孔,忍不住顿起脚来。“自然啦,穿着这围售裙,肮脏着这个脸鼻,便给她碰着了!她定要说我是多漂亮了!”

康妮慢慢地走回家去。“家!……用这个温暖的字眼去称这所愁闷的大房子。但是这是一个过了时的宇了,没有什么意义了。康妮觉得所有伟大的字眼,对于她的同代人,好象都失掉了意义了:爱情、欢乐、幸福、父、母、丈夫,报有为纛有权利威的伟大字眼央今日都是半死了而且一天一天地死下去了。家不过是一个生活的地方,爱情是一个不能再愚弄人的东西,欢乐是个“却尔斯登”舞酣时用的词幸福是一个人用来欺骗他人的虚伪的语调。父亲是一个享受他自己的生涯的人,丈夫是一个你和他同任而要忍心静气和他住下去的人。至于”性爱”呢,这最后而最伟大的字眼,只是一个轻挑的名称,

用来指那肉体的片刻销魂——销魂后使你更感破碎——的名称,破碎!好象你是一块廉价的粗布做成的。这块布渐渐地破碎到无物了。

剩下的唯一的东西,便是倔强的忍耐。而倔强的忍耐中,却有某种乐趣。在生命之空虚的经验本身中,一段一段地,一程一程地,有着某种可惊的满足,不过就是这样!这常常是最后一句话;家庭、爱情、结婚,蔑克里斯,不过就是这样!一个人到瞑目长眠的时候,向生命分别时的最后一句话也是:不过就是这样!

至于金钱呢?也许我们使不能这样说。人总是需要金钱的。金钱,成功,这“财神”——这名字是唐米·督克斯依照亨利·詹姆士的说话,常常拿来象征成功的——那是永久需要的东西。你不能把你最后的一枚铜子花光了,结尾说:不过就是这样!不,甚至你还有十分钟生命,你还是需要几个铜子。若要使生命的机械运转不停,你便需要金钱,你得有钱。钱你得有。其他的什么东西你实在不需要。不过就是这样!

当然,你在世上生活着,这并不是你的过错,你既生活着,你便需要金钱,这是唯一的绝对的需要品,其余一切都可以不要,你看,不过就是这样!

她想着蔑克里斯,杨着她要是跟他时所能有的金钱,甚至这个,她还是不想要他,她宁愿帮助克利福用著作去内部矛盾来的小钱。因为这个钱实在是她帮助他赚来的。下—“克利福和我,我们用著作一年赚一千二百金镑。”她对自己这样说。赚钱!赚钱!从无中赚得!从稀薄的空气中赚得!这是一个人可以自夸的唯一的秣!此外一切都管它的!

这样。她缓缓地回到克利福那里去,重新和他合力一,从虚无中找出篇把小说:所谓小说,那便是金钱。克利袜好象很关心着他的小说是否被人认为第一流的文学,但是她,她却满不在乎。虽然她的父亲常说:“克利福的作品里空洞无物。”但是她的简单坚决的回答是:“去年赚了一千二百英解放军!”

要是你年轻,你只要咬紧着牙;忍耐着,等到金钱从无中开始拥来,这是力量的问题,这是志愿的问题,一种微妙的、有力量的南愿从你身体里进发出来,使你感觉得金钱之神秘的空虚:一张纸上的一个宇,它是一种魔术,无疑地它是一个胜利。财神!要是一个人不得不出卖自身的话,还是卖给财神去好!我们甚至正在献身与他的时候,还可以轻蔑着她以求自慰。

克利福当然还有许多孩子气的想头。他要人家视他为“真正好作家”,这是愚蠢的想头。真正好作家,是个能攫着许多读者的人。做一个“真正好作家”而没有读者,那有什么用?大部分的“真正好作家”都象赶不上搭公共汽车的人,究竟呢,你不过活一回要是你赶不上搭公共汽车,你便只好留在街头,和其他没有赶上车的失败者们在一起。

康妮计划着冬天来了时,要和克利福到伦敦去过一个冬。她和他都是好好地赶上了公共汽车的人。所以他们很可以骄傲地坐在上层焙耀一番。

最不幸的就是克利福日见趋于不着实,分心,而陷于空洞抑郁的病态中。这是他的灵魂的创伤外发了的缘故。可是这却使康妮觉得穷迫。啊,上帝呀!要是意识的运用不灵活了,这怎么好呢?由它罢,我们尽力做去好了,难道我们就这样让自己失尽了勇气么?

有时她悲痛地哭着,但是,她一边哭着,一边对自己说:“傻子把一些手绢哭湿了;好象哭了就有什么用处似的!”

自从她和蔑克里斯发生关系以后,她已下了决心不再需要什么东西了。没有办法解决时,这似乎是最蠢的解决方法。除了她自己已得到的东西外,她不再需要什么东西了。她只愿把她已得到的东西好好地料理下去。克利福,小说,勒格贝,查泰莱男爵夫人的地位,金钱,名誉。她要把这一切好好地料理下去!爱情、性欲这一类的东西,只是糖水!吞了它而把它忘记就是。如果你心里不牵挂着它,它是没有什么的,尤其是性欲……更没有什么!决心忍耐着,问题便解决了,性欲和一杯醉酒,都是一样地不能持久的东西,它们的效力是一样,它们的意义也差不多。

但是一个孩子!一个婴儿j那却是令人兴奋的事情。她决不能冒昧从事。首先得要找到那个男子。说来也奇怪,世界上竞没有一个男子是她喜欢跟她生个孩子的。和蔑克生孩子吗?这是多么可憎的想法!那等于想我兔子生孩子一样!唐米,督克斯?……他是一个在自己身上完结的人。此外,在克利福的许多友人中,没有一个人不使她想到要和他生孩子便使她感到可鄙。其中虽然也有几个,如果拿来做情人还算可以过去,甚至和蔑克!但是若要和他们生个孩子,咳!那是屈辱而可憎的!

就是这样!

虽然,康妮的心灵深处,却想着孩子。等待吧!她要把这些同代的男子们,在她的筛子上细筛一烟,看看有没有一个合用的。——“到耶路撒冷的街头巷角走走看,看你能找到一个‘男子’不。”在这预言者的耶路撤冷,找不着一个男子,虽然那么雄性的人类多着,但是一个“男子”,那是不同的东西呵!

她想,也许,那得要一个外国人:不是英国人,更不是爱尔兰人,得要一个真正的外国人

但是等待吧!等待吧!冬天来了她要带克利福到伦敦去,下一个冬天,她要带他到法国南部,或意大利去。等待罢!孩子和问题是不着急的。这是她的私事。对晕事她是怪女性的,她是十分郑重其事的。她决不会冒险、随便,她决不!一个人差不多随时都可以找到一个情人;但是找个使你生孩子的男人……那得等一等!等一等!那是很不同的事情。——“那耶路撤冷的街头巷角走走看……”这并不是爱情的问题,那是找一个?男子”的问题。呵,你私下也许要恨这相男子。但是,如果他是个你所要的男子,那么一点私人的恨有什么重要!这并不是恨与爱的问题哟。

天下着雨,和通常一样,园里的路太湿了,克利福不便坐着车子出去,但是康妮还是想出去。现在她天天一个人出去,大部分是在树林里。那儿,她是真正的孤寂。愚不见半人影。

这千,克利福有什么话要吩咐守猎的人,而仆人却因患着流行感冒,不能起来——在勒格贝好象总有谁在患流行感冒似的——康妮说她可以到村舍那边去。

空气是软的,死的,好象世界就要断气了。一切都是灰色的。滑湿、静寂。煤矿场的声音也听不着,因为今天停工了,好象世界之末日到了!

树林里,一切都是毫无生命似地静息着。仅有无叶的树枝上落下来的雨滴,发着空洞的微音,在老树丛中,只有无边的灰色,绝望的静止,寂默,虚无。

康妮原朦胧向前走着。这古老的树林发出一种古代的忧郁,这却使她觉得有点安慰。因为这忧郁比之外面世界的那种顽固的麻痹状态还要好些。她喜欢这残余的森林的“内在性”和那些老树的列盲的陈忍。它们象是一种静默的力量,却又是一种有生命的现实。它们也是等待着,固执着,含忍着,等待着而发挥着一种斯默的权能。也许它们只等着他们的末日——被人所伐,被人运走!森林之末日,对于它们是一切之末日!但是,也许它们的高傲的有力的静默,那大树的静默,是含有其它的意义的。

当她从树林的北边出去时,她看见了守猎人的村台。这是一个有些灰暗的、棕争的石砌的屋,有着尖角的屋翼和雅致的烟囱,冷静孤僻,好象是没有人住似的。但是烟囱里却冒着一缕轻烟,而屋晨前的围着栏杆的小花园,也修理得很是清洁。门关闭着。

现在她到门前了,她觉得那人,那有着奇的锐敏的眼睛的人,使她有些羞缩。她不喜欢对他传达命令,她轻轻地再拍着,也没有人答应,她从窗口向内窥视,看见了里面的阴沉沉的小房子;那种差不多不祥的隐秘情形,好象不愿被人侵犯似的。

她站在那里听着,好象听见了屋后有些专声响。因为没有人听见她,所以她气忿起来,她不愿就此干休。她绕着屋子定了过去,在村舍后边,地面是高凸的,所以后院子是陷在里面,四周围着矮矮的石墙,她再绕过去,站着了,在那小院子里,离她有两步远的地方,那人正在洗着他自己,一点儿也不知道有外人来了。他的上身全裸着,那棉裤子在他的瘦小的腰际悬着,他的细长的自哲的背部,在一盆盛着肥皂水的盆上弯曲着,他把头浸在水里,用一种奇异的迅捷的小动作摇动着他的头,举起他瘦长的白皙的两臂,把耳朵里的肥皂水挤出来。又迅捷又灵敏,好象一只鼬鼠在玩着水似的,完全地孤独着。,康妮绕着回到村舍前面去,急忙地向树林里走开了。她不由自主地,很为感动。毕竟这只是一个男子在洗身罢了,一点也不值得惊怪的。

但是那种印象,于她却是一个奇异的经验:她和身体的中部好象受了打击似的,她看见了那沉重的裤子在他腰际悬着,那纯洁的、白皙的、细弱的腰,骨路在那儿微徽显露着,这样一种纯粹地寂寞着的男子的孤独的感觉,使她改正仲不安。那是一个妹居着而内心也孤独着的人的完全的、纯洁的、孤独的裸体,不单这样那是一个纯洁的人的美。那不是美的物质,更不是美的肉体,而是一种光芒,一个寂寞生活的温暖的白光,显现而成的一种可从触膜的轮廓:肉体!

这种印象深入到了康妮的肺腑里,她知道的,这印象嵌在她的心里面了,但是她的心里却觉得有点可笑:一个在后院里洗身体的男子!无疑地他还用着恶臭的黄色的肥皂呢!——她觉得有点讨厌;为什么她偏偏碰着了这种不高尚的私事!

她一步一下地走开,忘记了自己在走着。过了十会,她坐在一棵树桩上。她的心太乱了,不能思索什么了,但是在迷乱之中,她仍然决意要去把克利福的话送给那人。无论如何她得送去。不过还得让那人穿衣服的时间。只是不要让他出去就得了,因为大概是准备着出去的。她向着村舍慢慢地走回去,耳朵探听着。当她走近了村舍时,那村舍还是和刚才一样。一只狗吠了起来,她拍了拍门,心里不由自主地跳着。

她听见了那轻轻地下楼的声音。他敏疾地把门打开了,使她吃了一惊。他自己也好象不安的样子,但是他立刻露出了笑容。

“查太莱夫人!”他说,“请进来吗?”

他的样子是这样的斯文而自然,她只好跨过了门槛。而进到那间有点沉郁的小屋里。

“克利福男爵有点话吩咐你,我就是为这个来的”她用她的温柔的、有点喘急的声音说道。

他用他那蓝色的、洞视一切的眼睛望着她,这使她的脸微微地向旁边躲开。在她的羞惧中,他觉得她是可爱的,而且可以说是美丽的。他马上占了上风。

“请坐坐好吗?”他问道,心里想着她是不会坐下的。门还是开着。

“不坐了,谢谢,克利福男爵想问你,如果……”她把吩咐的话对他说,无意地向他的眼睛望着,现在,他的眼睛是温暖的,仁慈的,一种特别地对妇人而有的仁慈,无限的温暖,仁慈,而且泰然。

“好的,夫人,我就去看去。”

答应着她吩咐的话时,他完全变了,他给一种坚硬和冷淡的神气笼罩着了,康妮犹豫着。她应该走了,但是她用着一种颓丧的样子,向这所整洁的,有点忧郁的小屋子四下打量着。

“你只一个人住在这儿吗?”她问道。

“是人,夫人,只一个人。”

“但是你的母亲呢?”

“她住在村中她自己的村舍里。”

“和孩子在一起么?”康妮问道。

“和孩子在一起!”

他的平凡的、有点衰老的脸孔,显着一种不可解的嘲笑的神气。这是一个难于捉摸的、不住地变换的脸孔。

当他看见了康妮的莫名其妙的样子时,他说道:

“晤,我的母亲每星期六上这儿来收拾一次。其余的时间都是我自己料理。”

康妮再望着他。他的眼睛重新笑着。虽然带点嘲讽的神气,但是很蓝,很温暖,而且慈祥。她惊异地望着他。他穿着长裤和法兰绒的衬衣,结着灰白色的领带,他的头发柔软而润湿,他的脸孔有点苍白而憔悴。当他的眼睛不带笑的时候,显得很苦痛前的样子,但是总不会把热力失掉了。突然地,一种孤独的苍白色呈现在他的脸上:她在那儿并不是为了他呵。

她有许多话想说,可是说不出来,她只向他望着,说:

“我希望没有打扰你吧?”

一个轻轻的讥讽的微笑,把他的眼睛缩小了。

“不,我刚才正在梳头发,请你愿怨我没有穿上外衣,但是我并不知道是谁在敲门。这儿是从来没有人来敲门的意外的声音是使人觉得不祥的。”

他在她面前走着,到了园路的尽头,把门打开了。他只穿着衬衣,没有那笨重的棉绒外衣,她更看出了他是多么的细瘦,而有点向前颂曲,但是,当她在他面前走过的时候,她觉得他的生动的眼睛和浅褐色的头发,有点什么年轻南昌活泼的地方,他大约是个三十七八的人了。”

她局促地走到了树林里,她心里知道他正在后面望着她。她使他这样的不安而不能自抑。

他呢,当他走进屋里时,他的样子不象是一个守猎的人,无论如何不象是一个工人,虽然他有些地方象本地的平民,但他也有些和他们很不相同的地方。

那个守猎人,梅乐士,是一个奇怪的人。”她对克利福说,“他差不多象一个上流阶级的人。”

“真的吗?克利福说,“我倒没有注意。”

“但是他不是有点特别的地方么?”康妮坚持着说。

“我想他还不坏,但是我不太知道他。他是旧年才离开军队的一还没有到一年。我相信他是从印度归来对,他也许在那边得了一些什么怪癖。他也许是一个军官的传令兵,这把他的地位弄好了一些。许多士兵都是这样的。但是这于他们是没有好处的。当他们回到了老家的时候,他们便只好恢复旧态下”

康妮凝望着克利福,心里沉思着。她看见了他对较下阶级的稍有上升希望的人所生的那种狭窄的反感,她知道这是他那一类人的特性。

“但是,你觉得他是有点什么特别的地方么?”她问道。

“老实说,我不觉得,我毫没有注意到什么。”

他奇异地,不安地,半猜疑地望着她。她觉得他并没有对她说真话。说真切点,他并没有对他自己说真话。他厌恶人家提起什么有特别地方的人。人得站在他的水平线边,或以下,而不应该超出。

康妮又感觉到她同代的男子们的狭隘和鄙吝。他们上这样地狭隘,这样地惧怕生命!



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1 oracle jJuxy     
n.神谕,神谕处,预言
参考例句:
  • In times of difficulty,she pray for an oracle to guide her.在困难的时候,她祈祷神谕来指引她。
  • It is a kind of oracle that often foretells things most important.它是一种内生性神谕,常常能预言最重要的事情。
2 liking mpXzQ5     
n.爱好;嗜好;喜欢
参考例句:
  • The word palate also means taste or liking.Palate这个词也有“口味”或“嗜好”的意思。
  • I must admit I have no liking for exaggeration.我必须承认我不喜欢夸大其词。
3 perfectly 8Mzxb     
adv.完美地,无可非议地,彻底地
参考例句:
  • 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。
4 overdoes bf43118c6ce34569e5bdc9a52c02faed     
v.做得过分( overdo的第三人称单数 );太夸张;把…煮得太久;(工作等)过度
参考例句:
  • She overdoes her acting. 她演得太做作。 来自《现代汉英综合大词典》
  • He sometimes overdoes his part in the play. 他有时在剧中把他的角色演得过火了。 来自互联网
5 pretence pretence     
n.假装,作假;借口,口实;虚伪;虚饰
参考例句:
  • The government abandoned any pretence of reform. 政府不再装模作样地进行改革。
  • He made a pretence of being happy at the party.晚会上他假装很高兴。
6 entangled e3d30c3c857155b7a602a9ac53ade890     
adj.卷入的;陷入的;被缠住的;缠在一起的v.使某人(某物/自己)缠绕,纠缠于(某物中),使某人(自己)陷入(困难或复杂的环境中)( entangle的过去式和过去分词 )
参考例句:
  • The bird had become entangled in the wire netting. 那只小鸟被铁丝网缠住了。
  • Some military observers fear the US could get entangled in another war. 一些军事观察家担心美国会卷入另一场战争。 来自《简明英汉词典》
7 abeyance vI5y6     
n.搁置,缓办,中止,产权未定
参考例句:
  • The question is in abeyance until we know more about it.问题暂时搁置,直到我们了解更多有关情况再行研究。
  • The law was held in abeyance for well over twenty years.这项法律被搁置了二十多年。
8 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。
9 continental Zazyk     
adj.大陆的,大陆性的,欧洲大陆的
参考例句:
  • A continental climate is different from an insular one.大陆性气候不同于岛屿气候。
  • The most ancient parts of the continental crust are 4000 million years old.大陆地壳最古老的部分有40亿年历史。
10 glamour Keizv     
n.魔力,魅力;vt.迷住
参考例句:
  • Foreign travel has lost its glamour for her.到国外旅行对她已失去吸引力了。
  • The moonlight cast a glamour over the scene.月光给景色增添了魅力。
11 dreary sk1z6     
adj.令人沮丧的,沉闷的,单调乏味的
参考例句:
  • 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。
12 dismal wtwxa     
adj.阴沉的,凄凉的,令人忧郁的,差劲的
参考例句:
  • That is a rather dismal melody.那是一支相当忧郁的歌曲。
  • My prospects of returning to a suitable job are dismal.我重新找到一个合适的工作岗位的希望很渺茫。
13 cocktail Jw8zNt     
n.鸡尾酒;餐前开胃小吃;混合物
参考例句:
  • We invited some foreign friends for a cocktail party.我们邀请了一些外国朋友参加鸡尾酒会。
  • At a cocktail party in Hollywood,I was introduced to Charlie Chaplin.在好莱坞的一次鸡尾酒会上,人家把我介绍给查理·卓别林。
14 prospect P01zn     
n.前景,前途;景色,视野
参考例句:
  • This state of things holds out a cheerful prospect.事态呈现出可喜的前景。
  • The prospect became more evident.前景变得更加明朗了。
15 ponderously 0e9d726ab401121626ae8f5e7a5a1b84     
参考例句:
  • He turns and marches away ponderously to the right. 他转过身,迈着沉重的步子向右边行进。 来自互联网
  • The play was staged with ponderously realistic sets. 演出的舞台以现实环境为背景,很没意思。 来自互联网
16 heeding e57191803bfd489e6afea326171fe444     
v.听某人的劝告,听从( heed的现在分词 )
参考例句:
  • This come of heeding people who say one thing and mean another! 有些人嘴里一回事,心里又是一回事,今天这个下场都是听信了这种人的话的结果。 来自辞典例句
  • Her dwarfish spouse still smoked his cigar and drank his rum without heeding her. 她那矮老公还在吸他的雪茄,喝他的蔗酒,睬也不睬她。 来自辞典例句
17 recoiled 8282f6b353b1fa6f91b917c46152c025     
v.畏缩( recoil的过去式和过去分词 );退缩;报应;返回
参考例句:
  • She recoiled from his touch. 她躲开他的触摸。
  • Howard recoiled a little at the sharpness in my voice. 听到我的尖声,霍华德往后缩了一下。 来自《简明英汉词典》
18 sobbing df75b14f92e64fc9e1d7eaf6dcfc083a     
<主方>Ⅰ adj.湿透的
参考例句:
  • I heard a child sobbing loudly. 我听见有个孩子在呜呜地哭。
  • Her eyes were red with recent sobbing. 她的眼睛因刚哭过而发红。
19 sullen kHGzl     
adj.愠怒的,闷闷不乐的,(天气等)阴沉的
参考例句:
  • He looked up at the sullen sky.他抬头看了一眼阴沉的天空。
  • Susan was sullen in the morning because she hadn't slept well.苏珊今天早上郁闷不乐,因为昨晚没睡好。
20 resentment 4sgyv     
n.怨愤,忿恨
参考例句:
  • All her feelings of resentment just came pouring out.她一股脑儿倾吐出所有的怨恨。
  • She cherished a deep resentment under the rose towards her employer.她暗中对她的雇主怀恨在心。
21 sobbed 4a153e2bbe39eef90bf6a4beb2dba759     
哭泣,啜泣( sob的过去式和过去分词 ); 哭诉,呜咽地说
参考例句:
  • She sobbed out the story of her son's death. 她哭诉着她儿子的死。
  • She sobbed out the sad story of her son's death. 她哽咽着诉说她儿子死去的悲惨经过。
22 saluting 2161687306b8f25bfcd37731907dd5eb     
v.欢迎,致敬( salute的现在分词 );赞扬,赞颂
参考例句:
  • 'Thank you kindly, sir,' replied Long John, again saluting. “万分感谢,先生。”高个子约翰说着又行了个礼。 来自英汉文学 - 金银岛
  • He approached the young woman and, without saluting, began at once to converse with her. 他走近那年青女郎,马上就和她攀谈起来了,连招呼都不打。 来自辞典例句
23 peremptory k3uz8     
adj.紧急的,专横的,断然的
参考例句:
  • The officer issued peremptory commands.军官发出了不容许辩驳的命令。
  • There was a peremptory note in his voice.他说话的声音里有一种不容置辩的口气。
24 sneer YFdzu     
v.轻蔑;嘲笑;n.嘲笑,讥讽的言语
参考例句:
  • He said with a sneer.他的话中带有嘲笑之意。
  • You may sneer,but a lot of people like this kind of music.你可以嗤之以鼻,但很多人喜欢这种音乐。
25 callously dec3b5c8c8e051ec6020b11c100b4bff     
参考例句:
  • Sri Lanka has callously ignored calls for a humanitarian cease-fire. 斯里兰卡无情地忽视人道停火的呼吁。 来自互联网
  • The pendulum ticks callously, heartlessly. 这是谁的遗训? 来自互联网
26 vernacular ULozm     
adj.地方的,用地方语写成的;n.白话;行话;本国语;动植物的俗名
参考例句:
  • The house is built in a vernacular style.这房子按当地的风格建筑。
  • The traditional Chinese vernacular architecture is an epitome of Chinese traditional culture.中国传统民居建筑可谓中国传统文化的缩影。
27 defiance RmSzx     
n.挑战,挑衅,蔑视,违抗
参考例句:
  • He climbed the ladder in defiance of the warning.他无视警告爬上了那架梯子。
  • He slammed the door in a spirit of defiance.他以挑衅性的态度把门砰地一下关上。
28 vaguely BfuzOy     
adv.含糊地,暖昧地
参考例句:
  • He had talked vaguely of going to work abroad.他含糊其词地说了到国外工作的事。
  • He looked vaguely before him with unseeing eyes.他迷迷糊糊的望着前面,对一切都视而不见。
29 annoyance Bw4zE     
n.恼怒,生气,烦恼
参考例句:
  • Why do you always take your annoyance out on me?为什么你不高兴时总是对我出气?
  • I felt annoyance at being teased.我恼恨别人取笑我。
30 sobs d4349f86cad43cb1a5579b1ef269d0cb     
啜泣(声),呜咽(声)( sob的名词复数 )
参考例句:
  • She was struggling to suppress her sobs. 她拼命不让自己哭出来。
  • She burst into a convulsive sobs. 她突然抽泣起来。
31 subduing be06c745969bb7007c5b30305d167a6d     
征服( subdue的现在分词 ); 克制; 制服; 色变暗
参考例句:
  • They are the probation subduing the heart to human joys. 它们不过是抑制情欲的一种考验。
  • Some believe that: is spiritual, mysterious and a very subduing colour. 有的认为:是精神,神秘色彩十分慑。
32 chubby wrwzZ     
adj.丰满的,圆胖的
参考例句:
  • He is stocky though not chubby.他长得敦实,可并不发胖。
  • The short and chubby gentleman over there is our new director.那个既矮又胖的绅士是我们的新主任。
33 pussy x0dzA     
n.(儿语)小猫,猫咪
参考例句:
  • Why can't they leave my pussy alone?为什么他们就不能离我小猫咪远一点?
  • The baby was playing with his pussy.孩子正和他的猫嬉戏。
34 shudders 7a8459ee756ecff6a63e8a61f9289613     
n.颤动,打颤,战栗( shudder的名词复数 )v.战栗( shudder的第三人称单数 );发抖;(机器、车辆等)突然震动;颤动
参考例句:
  • It gives me the shudders. ((口语))它使我战栗。 来自辞典例句
  • The ghastly sight gave him the shudders. 那恐怖的景象使他感到恐惧。 来自辞典例句
35 subsiding 0b57100fce0b10afc440ec1d6d2366a6     
v.(土地)下陷(因在地下采矿)( subside的现在分词 );减弱;下降至较低或正常水平;一下子坐在椅子等上
参考例句:
  • The flooded river was subsiding rapidly. 泛滥的河水正在迅速退落。 来自《简明英汉词典》
  • Gradually the tension was subsiding, gradually the governor was relenting. 风潮渐渐地平息了。 来自汉英文学 - 家(1-26) - 家(1-26)
36 clenching 1c3528c558c94eba89a6c21e9ee245e6     
v.紧握,抓紧,咬紧( clench的现在分词 )
参考例句:
  • I'll never get used to them, she thought, clenching her fists. 我永远也看不惯这些家伙,她握紧双拳,心里想。 来自飘(部分)
  • Clenching her lips, she nodded. 她紧闭着嘴唇,点点头。 来自辞典例句
37 pointed Il8zB4     
adj.尖的,直截了当的
参考例句:
  • He gave me a very sharp pointed pencil.他给我一支削得非常尖的铅笔。
  • She wished to show Mrs.John Dashwood by this pointed invitation to her brother.她想通过对达茨伍德夫人提出直截了当的邀请向她的哥哥表示出来。
38 laconic 59Dzo     
adj.简洁的;精练的
参考例句:
  • He sent me a laconic private message.他给我一封简要的私人函件。
  • This response was typical of the writer's laconic wit.这个回答反映了这位作家精练简明的特点。
39 sniffs 1dc17368bdc7c210dcdfcacf069b2513     
v.以鼻吸气,嗅,闻( sniff的第三人称单数 );抽鼻子(尤指哭泣、患感冒等时出声地用鼻子吸气);抱怨,不以为然地说
参考例句:
  • When a dog smells food, he usually sniffs. 狗闻到食物时常吸鼻子。 来自辞典例句
  • I-It's a difficult time [ Sniffs ] with my husband. 最近[哭泣]和我丈夫出了点问题。 来自电影对白
40 affectedly b0b372cd6c69ee567b4c879f652354ea     
参考例句:
  • Two people affectedly bashful half talent says: "Without. " 两人扭捏了半天才说:“没有。” 来自互联网
  • The officials don't accept people's petition, if they do, they just affectedly. 这些官员不会接受人民的请愿,如果他们会接受,那也只是在做作而已。 来自互联网
41 scrutiny ZDgz6     
n.详细检查,仔细观察
参考例句:
  • His work looks all right,but it will not bear scrutiny.他的工作似乎很好,但是经不起仔细检查。
  • Few wives in their forties can weather such a scrutiny.很少年过四十的妻子经得起这么仔细的观察。
42 shuddering 7cc81262357e0332a505af2c19a03b06     
v.战栗( shudder的现在分词 );发抖;(机器、车辆等)突然震动;颤动
参考例句:
  • 'I am afraid of it,'she answered, shuddering. “我害怕,”她发着抖,说。 来自英汉文学 - 双城记
  • She drew a deep shuddering breath. 她不由得打了个寒噤,深深吸了口气。 来自飘(部分)
43 saluted 1a86aa8dabc06746471537634e1a215f     
v.欢迎,致敬( salute的过去式和过去分词 );赞扬,赞颂
参考例句:
  • The sergeant stood to attention and saluted. 中士立正敬礼。
  • He saluted his friends with a wave of the hand. 他挥手向他的朋友致意。 来自《简明英汉词典》
44 picturesque qlSzeJ     
adj.美丽如画的,(语言)生动的,绘声绘色的
参考例句:
  • 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。
45 rattling 7b0e25ab43c3cc912945aafbb80e7dfd     
adj. 格格作响的, 活泼的, 很好的 adv. 极其, 很, 非常 动词rattle的现在分词
参考例句:
  • This book is a rattling good read. 这是一本非常好的读物。
  • At that same instant,a deafening explosion set the windows rattling. 正在这时,一声震耳欲聋的爆炸突然袭来,把窗玻璃震得当当地响。
46 apron Lvzzo     
n.围裙;工作裙
参考例句:
  • We were waited on by a pretty girl in a pink apron.招待我们的是一位穿粉红色围裙的漂亮姑娘。
  • She stitched a pocket on the new apron.她在新围裙上缝上一只口袋。
47 standing 2hCzgo     
n.持续,地位;adj.永久的,不动的,直立的,不流动的
参考例句:
  • 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。
48 heartily Ld3xp     
adv.衷心地,诚恳地,十分,很
参考例句:
  • He ate heartily and went out to look for his horse.他痛快地吃了一顿,就出去找他的马。
  • The host seized my hand and shook it heartily.主人抓住我的手,热情地和我握手。
49 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。
50 applied Tz2zXA     
adj.应用的;v.应用,适用
参考例句:
  • She plans to take a course in applied linguistics.她打算学习应用语言学课程。
  • This cream is best applied to the face at night.这种乳霜最好晚上擦脸用。
51 hypocrisy g4qyt     
n.伪善,虚伪
参考例句:
  • He railed against hypocrisy and greed.他痛斥伪善和贪婪的行为。
  • He accused newspapers of hypocrisy in their treatment of the story.他指责了报纸在报道该新闻时的虚伪。
52 bluff ftZzB     
v.虚张声势,用假象骗人;n.虚张声势,欺骗
参考例句:
  • His threats are merely bluff.他的威胁仅仅是虚张声势。
  • John is a deep card.No one can bluff him easily.约翰是个机灵鬼。谁也不容易欺骗他。
53 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
参考例句:
  • 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》
54 frayed 1e0e4bcd33b0ae94b871e5e62db77425     
adj.磨损的v.(使布、绳等)磨损,磨破( fray的过去式和过去分词 )
参考例句:
  • His shirt was frayed. 他的衬衫穿破了。 来自《简明英汉词典》
  • The argument frayed their nerves. 争辩使他们不快。 来自《现代英汉综合大词典》
55 fraying 8f4a5676662cf49d0a0ccb11a13f77dd     
v.(使布、绳等)磨损,磨破( fray的现在分词 )
参考例句:
  • The cuffs of his shirt were fraying. 他衬衣的袖口磨破了。
  • Support for the leader was fraying at the edges. 对这位领导人的支持已经开始瓦解。 来自《简明英汉词典》
56 utterance dKczL     
n.用言语表达,话语,言语
参考例句:
  • This utterance of his was greeted with bursts of uproarious laughter.他的讲话引起阵阵哄然大笑。
  • My voice cleaves to my throat,and sob chokes my utterance.我的噪子哽咽,泣不成声。
57 lesser UpxzJL     
adj.次要的,较小的;adv.较小地,较少地
参考例句:
  • Kept some of the lesser players out.不让那些次要的球员参加联赛。
  • She has also been affected,but to a lesser degree.她也受到波及,但程度较轻。
58 wring 4oOys     
n.扭绞;v.拧,绞出,扭
参考例句:
  • My socks were so wet that I had to wring them.我的袜子很湿,我不得不拧干它们。
  • I'll wring your neck if you don't behave!你要是不规矩,我就拧断你的脖子。
59 feat 5kzxp     
n.功绩;武艺,技艺;adj.灵巧的,漂亮的,合适的
参考例句:
  • Man's first landing on the moon was a feat of great daring.人类首次登月是一个勇敢的壮举。
  • He received a medal for his heroic feat.他因其英雄业绩而获得一枚勋章。
60 plodded 9d4d6494cb299ac2ca6271f6a856a23b     
v.沉重缓慢地走(路)( plod的过去式和过去分词 );努力从事;沉闷地苦干;缓慢进行(尤指艰难枯燥的工作)
参考例句:
  • Our horses plodded down the muddy track. 我们的马沿着泥泞小路蹒跚而行。
  • He plodded away all night at his project to get it finished. 他通宵埋头苦干以便做完专题研究。 来自《简明英汉词典》
61 strictly GtNwe     
adv.严厉地,严格地;严密地
参考例句:
  • His doctor is dieting him strictly.他的医生严格规定他的饮食。
  • The guests were seated strictly in order of precedence.客人严格按照地位高低就座。
62 taboos 6a690451c8c44df41d89927fdad5692d     
禁忌( taboo的名词复数 ); 忌讳; 戒律; 禁忌的事物(或行为)
参考例句:
  • She was unhorsed by fences, laws and alien taboos. 她被藩蓠、法律及外来的戒律赶下了马。
  • His mind was charged with taboos. 他头脑里忌讳很多。
63 contemplating bde65bd99b6b8a706c0f139c0720db21     
深思,细想,仔细考虑( contemplate的现在分词 ); 注视,凝视; 考虑接受(发生某事的可能性); 深思熟虑,沉思,苦思冥想
参考例句:
  • You're too young to be contemplating retirement. 你考虑退休还太年轻。
  • She stood contemplating the painting. 她站在那儿凝视那幅图画。
64 psyche Ytpyd     
n.精神;灵魂
参考例句:
  • His exploration of the myth brings insight into the American psyche.他对这个神话的探讨揭示了美国人的心理。
  • She spent her life plumbing the mysteries of the human psyche.她毕生探索人类心灵的奥秘。
65 mechanism zCWxr     
n.机械装置;机构,结构
参考例句:
  • The bones and muscles are parts of the mechanism of the body.骨骼和肌肉是人体的组成部件。
  • The mechanism of the machine is very complicated.这台机器的结构是非常复杂的。
66 repulsive RsNyx     
adj.排斥的,使人反感的
参考例句:
  • She found the idea deeply repulsive.她发现这个想法很恶心。
  • The repulsive force within the nucleus is enormous.核子内部的斥力是巨大的。
67 humiliation Jd3zW     
n.羞辱
参考例句:
  • He suffered the humiliation of being forced to ask for his cards.他蒙受了被迫要求辞职的羞辱。
  • He will wish to revenge his humiliation in last Season's Final.他会为在上个季度的决赛中所受的耻辱而报复的。
68 sift XEAza     
v.筛撒,纷落,详察
参考例句:
  • Sift out the wheat from the chaff.把小麦的壳筛出来。
  • Sift sugar on top of the cake.在蛋糕上面撒上糖。
69 sieve wEDy4     
n.筛,滤器,漏勺
参考例句:
  • We often shake flour through a sieve.我们经常用筛子筛面粉。
  • Finally,it is like drawing water with a sieve.到头来,竹篮打水一场空。
70 beget LuVzW     
v.引起;产生
参考例句:
  • Dragons beget dragons,phoenixes beget phoenixes.龙生龙,凤生凤。
  • Economic tensions beget political ones.经济紧张导致政治紧张。
71 sodden FwPwm     
adj.浑身湿透的;v.使浸透;使呆头呆脑
参考例句:
  • We stripped off our sodden clothes.我们扒下了湿透的衣服。
  • The cardboard was sodden and fell apart in his hands.纸板潮得都发酥了,手一捏就碎。
72 influenza J4NyD     
n.流行性感冒,流感
参考例句:
  • They took steps to prevent the spread of influenza.他们采取措施
  • Influenza is an infectious disease.流感是一种传染病。
73 shuffling 03b785186d0322e5a1a31c105fc534ee     
adj. 慢慢移动的, 滑移的 动词shuffle的现在分词形式
参考例句:
  • Don't go shuffling along as if you were dead. 别像个死人似地拖着脚走。 来自英汉文学 - 嘉莉妹妹
  • Some one was shuffling by on the sidewalk. 外面的人行道上有人拖着脚走过。 来自英汉文学 - 嘉莉妹妹
74 utterly ZfpzM1     
adv.完全地,绝对地
参考例句:
  • Utterly devoted to the people,he gave his life in saving his patients.他忠于人民,把毕生精力用于挽救患者的生命。
  • I was utterly ravished by the way she smiled.她的微笑使我完全陶醉了。
75 inert JbXzh     
adj.无活动能力的,惰性的;迟钝的
参考例句:
  • Inert gas studies are providing valuable information about other planets,too.对惰性气体的研究,也提供了有关其它行星的有价值的资料。
  • Elemental nitrogen is a very unreactive and inert material.元素氮是一个十分不活跃的惰性物质。
76 boughs 95e9deca9a2fb4bbbe66832caa8e63e0     
大树枝( bough的名词复数 )
参考例句:
  • 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。
77 inertia sbGzg     
adj.惰性,惯性,懒惰,迟钝
参考例句:
  • We had a feeling of inertia in the afternoon.下午我们感觉很懒。
  • Inertia carried the plane onto the ground.飞机靠惯性着陆。
78 melancholy t7rz8     
n.忧郁,愁思;adj.令人感伤(沮丧)的,忧郁的
参考例句:
  • All at once he fell into a state of profound melancholy.他立即陷入无尽的忧思之中。
  • He felt melancholy after he failed the exam.这次考试没通过,他感到很郁闷。
79 soothing soothing     
adj.慰藉的;使人宽心的;镇静的
参考例句:
  • Put on some nice soothing music.播放一些柔和舒缓的音乐。
  • His casual, relaxed manner was very soothing.他随意而放松的举动让人很快便平静下来。
80 reticence QWixF     
n.沉默,含蓄
参考例句:
  • He breaks out of his normal reticence and tells me the whole story.他打破了平时一贯沈默寡言的习惯,把事情原原本本都告诉了我。
  • He always displays a certain reticence in discussing personal matters.他在谈论个人问题时总显得有些保留。
81 obstinately imVzvU     
ad.固执地,顽固地
参考例句:
  • He obstinately asserted that he had done the right thing. 他硬说他做得对。
  • Unemployment figures are remaining obstinately high. 失业数字仍然顽固地居高不下。
82 potency 9Smz8     
n. 效力,潜能
参考例句:
  • Alcohol increases the drug's potency.酒精能增加这种毒品的效力。
  • Sunscreen can lose its potency if left over winter in the bathroom cabinet.如果把防晒霜在盥洗室的壁橱里放一个冬天,就有可能失效。
83 sinister 6ETz6     
adj.不吉利的,凶恶的,左边的
参考例句:
  • There is something sinister at the back of that series of crimes.在这一系列罪行背后有险恶的阴谋。
  • Their proposals are all worthless and designed out of sinister motives.他们的建议不仅一钱不值,而且包藏祸心。
84 mettle F1Jyv     
n.勇气,精神
参考例句:
  • When the seas are in turmoil,heroes are on their mettle.沧海横流,方显出英雄本色。
  • Each and every one of these soldiers has proved his mettle.这些战士个个都是好样的。
85 unaware Pl6w0     
a.不知道的,未意识到的
参考例句:
  • They were unaware that war was near. 他们不知道战争即将爆发。
  • I was unaware of the man's presence. 我没有察觉到那人在场。
86 hips f8c80f9a170ee6ab52ed1e87054f32d4     
abbr.high impact polystyrene 高冲击强度聚苯乙烯,耐冲性聚苯乙烯n.臀部( hip的名词复数 );[建筑学]屋脊;臀围(尺寸);臀部…的
参考例句:
  • She stood with her hands on her hips. 她双手叉腰站着。
  • They wiggled their hips to the sound of pop music. 他们随着流行音乐的声音摇晃着臀部。 来自《简明英汉词典》
87 purely 8Sqxf     
adv.纯粹地,完全地
参考例句:
  • I helped him purely and simply out of friendship.我帮他纯粹是出于友情。
  • This disproves the theory that children are purely imitative.这证明认为儿童只会单纯地模仿的理论是站不住脚的。
88 solitary 7FUyx     
adj.孤独的,独立的,荒凉的;n.隐士
参考例句:
  • I am rather fond of a solitary stroll in the country.我颇喜欢在乡间独自徜徉。
  • The castle rises in solitary splendour on the fringe of the desert.这座城堡巍然耸立在沙漠的边际,显得十分壮美。
89 ridicule fCwzv     
v.讥讽,挖苦;n.嘲弄
参考例句:
  • You mustn't ridicule unfortunate people.你不该嘲笑不幸的人。
  • Silly mistakes and queer clothes often arouse ridicule.荒谬的错误和古怪的服装常会引起人们的讪笑。
90 stump hGbzY     
n.残株,烟蒂,讲演台;v.砍断,蹒跚而走
参考例句:
  • He went on the stump in his home state.他到故乡所在的州去发表演说。
  • He used the stump as a table.他把树桩用作桌子。
91 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。
92 balked 9feaf3d3453e7f0c289e129e4bd6925d     
v.畏缩不前,犹豫( balk的过去式和过去分词 );(指马)不肯跑
参考例句:
  • He balked in his speech. 他忽然中断讲演。 来自《现代英汉综合大词典》
  • They balked the robber's plan. 他们使强盗的计划受到挫败。 来自《现代英汉综合大词典》
93 comely GWeyX     
adj.漂亮的,合宜的
参考例句:
  • His wife is a comely young woman.他的妻子是一个美丽的少妇。
  • A nervous,comely-dressed little girl stepped out.一个紧张不安、衣着漂亮的小姑娘站了出来。
94 glazed 3sLzT8     
adj.光滑的,像玻璃的;上过釉的;呆滞无神的v.装玻璃( glaze的过去式);上釉于,上光;(目光)变得呆滞无神
参考例句:
  • eyes glazed with boredom 厌倦无神的眼睛
  • His eyes glazed over at the sight of her. 看到她时,他的目光就变得呆滞。 来自《简明英汉词典》
95 sitting-room sitting-room     
n.(BrE)客厅,起居室
参考例句:
  • 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。
96 flannel S7dyQ     
n.法兰绒;法兰绒衣服
参考例句:
  • She always wears a grey flannel trousers.她总是穿一条灰色法兰绒长裤。
  • She was looking luscious in a flannel shirt.她穿着法兰绒裙子,看上去楚楚动人。
97 isolation 7qMzTS     
n.隔离,孤立,分解,分离
参考例句:
  • The millionaire lived in complete isolation from the outside world.这位富翁过着与世隔绝的生活。
  • He retired and lived in relative isolation.他退休后,生活比较孤寂。
98 ominous Xv6y5     
adj.不祥的,不吉的,预兆的,预示的
参考例句:
  • Those black clouds look ominous for our picnic.那些乌云对我们的野餐来说是个不祥之兆。
  • There was an ominous silence at the other end of the phone.电话那头出现了不祥的沉默。
99 uncommon AlPwO     
adj.罕见的,非凡的,不平常的
参考例句:
  • Such attitudes were not at all uncommon thirty years ago.这些看法在30年前很常见。
  • Phil has uncommon intelligence.菲尔智力超群。
100 peculiar cinyo     
adj.古怪的,异常的;特殊的,特有的
参考例句:
  • 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。
101 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。
102 niggardliness e7f21a321209158a2f21ea66a9cc6229     
参考例句:
  • Connie felt again the tightness, niggardliness of the men of her generation. 康妮又感觉到她同代的男子们的狭隘和鄙吝。 来自互联网
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