To Kill a Mockingbird 杀死一只知更鸟 Chapter 15
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After many telephone calls, much pleading on behalf of the defendant1, and a longforgiving letter from his mother, it was decided2 that Dill could stay. We had a week ofpeace together. After that, little, it seemed. A nightmare was upon us.
It began one evening after supper. Dill was over; Aunt Alexandra was in her chair inthe corner, Atticus was in his; Jem and I were on the floor reading. It had been a placidweek: I had minded Aunty; Jem had outgrown3 the treehouse, but helped Dill and meconstruct a new rope ladder for it; Dill had hit upon a foolproof plan to make Boo Radleycome out at no cost to ourselves (place a trail of lemon drops from the back door to thefront yard and he'd follow it, like an ant). There was a knock on the front door, Jemanswered it and said it was Mr. Heck Tate.
"Well, ask him to come in," said Atticus.
"I already did. There's some men outside in the yard, they want you to come out."
In Maycomb, grown men stood outside in the front yard for only two reasons: deathand politics. I wondered who had died. Jem and I went to the front door, but Atticuscalled, "Go back in the house."
Jem turned out the livingroom lights and pressed his nose to a window screen. AuntAlexandra protested. "Just for a second, Aunty, let's see who it is," he said.
Dill and I took another window. A crowd of men was standing4 around Atticus. They allseemed to be talking at once.
"…movin' him to the county jail tomorrow," Mr. Tate was saying, "I don't look for anytrouble, but I can't guarantee there won't be any…"
"Don't be foolish, Heck," Atticus said. "This is Maycomb."
"…said I was just uneasy."
"Heck, we've gotten one postponement5 of this case just to make sure there's nothingto be uneasy about. This is Saturday," Atticus said. "Trial'll probably be Monday. Youcan keep him one night, can't you? I don't think anybody in Maycomb'll begrudge6 me aclient, with times this hard."
There was a murmur7 of glee that died suddenly when Mr. Link Deas said, "Nobodyaround here's up to anything, it's that Old Sarum bunch I'm worried about… can't youget a -- what is it, Heck?"
"Change of venue," said Mr. Tate. "Not much point in that, now is it?"
Atticus said something inaudible. I turned to Jem, who waved me to silence.
" -- besides," Atticus was saying, "you're not scared of that crowd, are you?"
"…know how they do when they get shinnied up."
"They don't usually drink on Sunday, they go to church most of the day…" Atticus said.
"This is a special occasion, though…" someone said.
They murmured and buzzed until Aunty said if Jem didn't turn on the livingroom lightshe would disgrace the family. Jem didn't hear her.
" -- don't see why you touched it in the first place," Mr. Link Deas was saying. "You'vegot everything to lose from this, Atticus. I mean everything."
"Do you really think so?"
This was Atticus's dangerous question. "Do you really think you want to move there,Scout8?" Bam, bam, bam, and the checkerboard was swept clean of my men. "Do youreally think that, son? Then read this." Jem would struggle the rest of an eveningthrough the speeches of Henry W. Grady.
"Link, that boy might go to the chair, but he's not going till the truth's told." Atticus'svoice was even. "And you know what the truth is."
There was a murmur among the group of men, made more ominous9 when Atticusmoved back to the bottom front step and the men drew nearer to him.
Suddenly Jem screamed, "Atticus, the telephone's ringing!"
The men jumped a little and scattered10; they were people we saw every day:
merchants, in-town farmers; Dr. Reynolds was there; so was Mr. Avery.
"Well, answer it, son," called Atticus.
Laughter broke them up. When Atticus switched on the overhead light in thelivingroom he found Jem at the window, pale except for the vivid mark of the screen onhis nose.
"Why on earth are you all sitting in the dark?" he asked.
Jem watched him go to his chair and pick up the evening paper. I sometimes thinkAtticus subjected every crisis of his life to tranquil11 evaluation12 behind The MobileRegister, The Birmingham News and The Montgomery Advertiser.#p#分页标题#e#
"They were after you, weren't they?" Jem went to him. "They wanted to get you, didn'tthey?"
Atticus lowered the paper and gazed at Jem. "What have you been reading?" heasked. Then he said gently, "No son, those were our friends."
"It wasn't a -- a gang?" Jem was looking from the corners of his eyes.
Atticus tried to stifle13 a smile but didn't make it. "No, we don't have mobs and thatnonsense in Maycomb. I've never heard of a gang in Maycomb."
"Ku Klux got after some Catholics one time."
"Never heard of any Catholics in Maycomb either," said Atticus, "you're confusing thatwith something else. Way back about nineteen-twenty there was a Klan, but it was apolitical organization more than anything. Besides, they couldn't find anybody to scare.
They paraded by Mr. Sam Levy14's house one night, but Sam just stood on his porch andtold 'em things had come to a pretty pass, he'd sold 'em the very sheets on their backs.
Sam made 'em so ashamed of themselves they went away."
The Levy family met all criteria15 for being Fine Folks: they did the best they could withthe sense they had, and they had been living on the same plot of ground in Maycombfor five generations.
"The Ku Klux's gone," said Atticus. "It'll never come back."
I walked home with Dill and returned in time to overhear Atticus saying to Aunty, "…infavor of Southern womanhood as much as anybody, but not for preserving polite fictionat the expense of human life," a pronouncement that made me suspect they had beenfussing again.
I sought Jem and found him in his room, on the bed deep in thought. "Have they beenat it?" I asked.
"Sort of. She won't let him alone about Tom Robinson. She almost said Atticus wasdisgracin' the family. Scout… I'm scared."
"Scared'a what?"
"Scared about Atticus. Somebody might hurt him." Jem preferred to remainmysterious; all he would say to my questions was go on and leave him alone.
Next day was Sunday. In the interval16 between Sunday School and Church when thecongregation stretched its legs, I saw Atticus standing in the yard with another knot ofmen. Mr. Heck Tate was present, and I wondered if he had seen the light. He neverwent to church. Even Mr. Underwood was there. Mr. Underwood had no use for anyorganization but The Maycomb Tribune, of which he was the sole owner, editor, andprinter. His days were spent at his linotype, where he refreshed himself occasionallyfrom an ever-present gallon jug17 of cherry wine. He rarely gathered news; people broughtit to him. It was said that he made up every edition of The Maycomb Tribune out of hisown head and wrote it down on the linotype. This was believable. Something must havebeen up to haul Mr. Underwood out.
I caught Atticus coming in the door, and he said that they'd moved Tom Robinson tothe Maycomb jail. He also said, more to himself than to me, that if they'd kept him therein the first place there wouldn't have been any fuss. I watched him take his seat on thethird row from the front, and I heard him rumble18, "Nearer my God to thee," some notesbehind the rest of us. He never sat with Aunty, Jem and me. He liked to be by himself inchurch.
The fake peace that prevailed on Sundays was made more irritating by AuntAlexandra's presence. Atticus would flee to his office directly after dinner, where if wesometimes looked in on him, we would find him sitting back in his swivel chair reading.
Aunt Alexandra composed herself for a two-hour nap and dared us to make any noise inthe yard, the neighborhood was resting. Jem in his old age had taken to his room with astack of football magazines. So Dill and I spent our Sundays creeping around in Deer'sPasture.
Shooting on Sundays was prohibited, so Dill and I kicked Jem's football around thepasture for a while, which was no fun. Dill asked if I'd like to have a poke19 at Boo Radley.
I said I didn't think it'd be nice to bother him, and spent the rest of the afternoon fillingDill in on last winter's events. He was considerably20 impressed.
We parted at suppertime, and after our meal Jem and I were settling down to a routineevening, when Atticus did something that interested us: he came into the livingroomcarrying a long electrical extension cord. There was a light bulb on the end.
"I'm going out for a while," he said. "You folks'll be in bed when I come back, so I'll saygood night now."#p#分页标题#e#
With that, he put his hat on and went out the back door.
"He's takin' the car," said Jem.
Our father had a few peculiarities22: one was, he never ate desserts; another was thathe liked to walk. As far back as I could remember, there was always a Chevrolet inexcellent condition in the carhouse, and Atticus put many miles on it in business trips,but in Maycomb he walked to and from his office four times a day, covering about twomiles. He said his only exercise was walking. In Maycomb, if one went for a walk with nodefinite purpose in mind, it was correct to believe one's mind incapable23 of definitepurpose.
Later on, I bade my aunt and brother good night and was well into a book when Iheard Jem rattling24 around in his room. His go-to-bed noises were so familiar to me that Iknocked on his door: "Why ain't you going to bed?"
"I'm goin' downtown for a while." He was changing his pants.
"Why? It's almost ten o'clock, Jem."
He knew it, but he was going anyway.
"Then I'm goin' with you. If you say no you're not, I'm goin' anyway, hear?"
Jem saw that he would have to fight me to keep me home, and I suppose he thought afight would antagonize Aunty, so he gave in with little grace.
I dressed quickly. We waited until Aunty's light went out, and we walked quietly downthe back steps. There was no moon tonight.
"Dill'll wanta come," I whispered.
"So he will," said Jem gloomily.
We leaped over the driveway wall, cut through Miss Rachel's side yard and went toDill's window. Jem whistled bob-white. Dill's face appeared at the screen, disappeared,and five minutes later he unhooked the screen and crawled out. An old campaigner, hedid not speak until we were on the sidewalk. "What's up?"
"Jem's got the look-arounds," an affliction Calpurnia said all boys caught at his age.
"I've just got this feeling," Jem said, "just this feeling."
We went by Mrs. Dubose's house, standing empty and shuttered, her camellias grownup in weeds and johnson grass. There were eight more houses to the post office corner.
The south side of the square was deserted25. Giant monkey-puzzle bushes bristled26 oneach corner, and between them an iron hitching27 rail glistened28 under the street lights. Alight shone in the county toilet, otherwise that side of the courthouse was dark. A largersquare of stores surrounded the courthouse square; dim lights burned from deep withinthem.
Atticus's office was in the courthouse when he began his law practice, but afterseveral years of it he moved to quieter quarters in the Maycomb Bank building. Whenwe rounded the corner of the square, we saw the car parked in front of the bank. "He'sin there," said Jem.
But he wasn't. His office was reached by a long hallway. Looking down the hall, weshould have seen Atticus Finch29, Attorney-at-Law in small sober letters against the lightfrom behind his door. It was dark.
Jem peered in the bank door to make sure. He turned the knob. The door was locked.
"Let's go up the street. Maybe he's visitin' Mr. Underwood."
Mr. Underwood not only ran The Maycomb Tribune office, he lived in it. That is, aboveit. He covered the courthouse and jailhouse news simply by looking out his upstairswindow. The office building was on the northwest corner of the square, and to reach itwe had to pass the jail.
The Maycomb jail was the most venerable and hideous30 of the county's buildings.
Atticus said it was like something Cousin Joshua St. Clair might have designed. It wascertainly someone's dream. Starkly31 out of place in a town of square-faced stores andsteep-roofed houses, the Maycomb jail was a miniature Gothic joke one cell wide andtwo cells high, complete with tiny battlements and flying buttresses32. Its fantasy washeightened by its red brick facade33 and the thick steel bars at its ecclesiastical windows.
It stood on no lonely hill, but was wedged between Tyndal's Hardware Store and TheMaycomb Tribune office. The jail was Maycomb's only conversation piece: its detractorssaid it looked like a Victorian privy34; its supporters said it gave the town a good solidrespectable look, and no stranger would ever suspect that it was full of niggers.
As we walked up the sidewalk, we saw a solitary35 light burning in the distance. "That'sfunny," said Jem, "jail doesn't have an outside light."#p#分页标题#e#
"Looks like it's over the door," said Dill.
A long extension cord ran between the bars of a second-floor window and down theside of the building. In the light from its bare bulb, Atticus was sitting propped36 againstthe front door. He was sitting in one of his office chairs, and he was reading, oblivious37 ofthe nightbugs dancing over his head.
I made to run, but Jem caught me. "Don't go to him," he said, "he might not like it. He'sall right, let's go home. I just wanted to see where he was."
We were taking a short cut across the square when four dusty cars came in from theMeridian highway, moving slowly in a line. They went around the square, passed thebank building, and stopped in front of the jail.
Nobody got out. We saw Atticus look up from his newspaper. He closed it, folded itdeliberately, dropped it in his lap, and pushed his hat to the back of his head. Heseemed to be expecting them.
"Come on," whispered Jem. We streaked38 across the square, across the street, untilwe were in the shelter of the Jitney Jungle door. Jem peeked39 up the sidewalk. "We canget closer," he said. We ran to Tyndal's Hardware door -- near enough, at the same timediscreet.
In ones and twos, men got out of the cars. Shadows became substance as lightsrevealed solid shapes moving toward the jail door. Atticus remained where he was. Themen hid him from view.
"He in there, Mr. Finch?" a man said.
"He is," we heard Atticus answer, "and he's asleep. Don't wake him up."
In obedience40 to my father, there followed what I later realized was a sickeningly comicaspect of an unfunny situation: the men talked in near-whispers.
"You know what we want," another man said. "Get aside from the door, Mr. Finch."
"You can turn around and go home again, Walter," Atticus said pleasantly. "HeckTate's around somewhere."
"The hell he is," said another man. "Heck's bunch's so deep in the woods they won'tget out till mornin'."
"Indeed? Why so?"
"Called 'em off on a snipe hunt," was the succinct41 answer. "Didn't you think a'that, Mr.
"Thought about it, but didn't believe it. Well then," my father's voice was still the same,"that changes things, doesn't it?"
"It do," another deep voice said. Its owner was a shadow.
"Do you really think so?"
This was the second time I heard Atticus ask that question in two days, and it meantsomebody's man would get jumped. This was too good to miss. I broke away from Jemand ran as fast as I could to Atticus.
Jem shrieked42 and tried to catch me, but I had a lead on him and Dill. I pushed my waythrough dark smelly bodies and burst into the circle of light.
"H-ey, Atticus!"
I thought he would have a fine surprise, but his face killed my joy. A flash of plain fearwas going out of his eyes, but returned when Dill and Jem wriggled43 into the light.
There was a smell of stale whiskey and pigpen about, and when I glanced around Idiscovered that these men were strangers. They were not the people I saw last night.
Hot embarrassment44 shot through me: I had leaped triumphantly45 into a ring of people Ihad never seen before.
Atticus got up from his chair, but he was moving slowly, like an old man. He put thenewspaper down very carefully, adjusting its creases46 with lingering fingers. They weretrembling a little.
"Go home, Jem," he said. "Take Scout and Dill home."
We were accustomed to prompt, if not always cheerful acquiescence47 to Atticus'sinstructions, but from the way he stood Jem was not thinking of budging48.
"Go home, I said."
Jem shook his head. As Atticus's fists went to his hips49, so did Jem's, and as theyfaced each other I could see little resemblance between them: Jem's soft brown hairand eyes, his oval face and snug-fitting ears were our mother's, contrasting oddly withAtticus's graying black hair and square-cut features, but they were somehow alike.
Mutual50 defiance51 made them alike.
"Son, I said go home."
Jem shook his head.
"I'll send him home," a burly man said, and grabbed Jem roughly by the collar. Heyanked Jem nearly off his feet.
"Don't you touch him!" I kicked the man swiftly. Barefooted, I was surprised to see himfall back in real pain. I intended to kick his shin, but aimed too high.
"That'll do, Scout." Atticus put his hand on my shoulder. "Don't kick folks. No -- " hesaid, as I was pleading justification52.
"Ain't nobody gonna do Jem that way," I said.
"All right, Mr. Finch, get 'em outa here," someone growled53. "You got fifteen seconds toget 'em outa here."
In the midst of this strange assembly, Atticus stood trying to make Jem mind him. "Iain't going," was his steady answer to Atticus's threats, requests, and finally, "PleaseJem, take them home."
I was getting a bit tired of that, but felt Jem had his own reasons for doing as he did, inview of his prospects54 once Atticus did get him home. I looked around the crowd. It was asummer's night, but the men were dressed, most of them, in overalls55 and denim56 shirtsbuttoned up to the collars. I thought they must be cold-natured, as their sleeves wereunrolled and buttoned at the cuffs57. Some wore hats pulled firmly down over their ears.
They were sullen-looking, sleepy-eyed men who seemed unused to late hours. I soughtonce more for a familiar face, and at the center of the semi-circle I found one.
"Hey, Mr. Cunningham."
The man did not hear me, it seemed.
"Hey, Mr. Cunningham. How's your entailment58 gettin' along?"
Mr. Walter Cunningham's legal affairs were well known to me; Atticus had oncedescribed them at length. The big man blinked and hooked his thumbs in his overallstraps. He seemed uncomfortable; he cleared his throat and looked away. My friendlyoverture had fallen flat.
Mr. Cunningham wore no hat, and the top half of his forehead was white in contrast tohis sunscorched face, which led me to believe that he wore one most days. He shiftedhis feet, clad in heavy work shoes.
"Don't you remember me, Mr. Cunningham? I'm Jean Louise Finch. You brought ussome hickory nuts one time, remember?" I began to sense the futility59 one feels whenunacknowledged by a chance acquaintance.
"I go to school with Walter," I began again. "He's your boy, ain't he? Ain't he, sir?"
Mr. Cunningham was moved to a faint nod. He did know me, after all.
"He's in my grade," I said, "and he does right well. He's a good boy," I added, "a realnice boy. We brought him home for dinner one time. Maybe he told you about me, I beathim up one time but he was real nice about it. Tell him hey for me, won't you?"
Atticus had said it was the polite thing to talk to people about what they wereinterested in, not about what you were interested in. Mr. Cunningham displayed nointerest in his son, so I tackled his entailment once more in a last-ditch effort to makehim feel at home.
"Entailments are bad," I was advising him, when I slowly awoke to the fact that I wasaddressing the entire aggregation60. The men were all looking at me, some had theirmouths half-open. Atticus had stopped poking61 at Jem: they were standing togetherbeside Dill. Their attention amounted to fascination62. Atticus's mouth, even, was half-open, an attitude he had once described as uncouth63. Our eyes met and he shut it.
"Well, Atticus, I was just sayin' to Mr. Cunningham that entailments are bad an' allthat, but you said not to worry, it takes a long time sometimes… that you all'd ride it outtogether…" I was slowly drying up, wondering what idiocy64 I had committed. Entailmentsseemed all right enough for livingroom talk.
I began to feel sweat gathering65 at the edges of my hair; I could stand anything but abunch of people looking at me. They were quite still.
"What's the matter?" I asked.
Atticus said nothing. I looked around and up at Mr. Cunningham, whose face wasequally impassive. Then he did a peculiar21 thing. He squatted66 down and took me by bothshoulders.
"I'll tell him you said hey, little lady," he said.
Then he straightened up and waved a big paw. "Let's clear out," he called. "Let's getgoing, boys."
As they had come, in ones and twos the men shuffled67 back to their ramshackle cars.#p#分页标题#e#
Doors slammed, engines coughed, and they were gone.
I turned to Atticus, but Atticus had gone to the jail and was leaning against it with hisface to the wall. I went to him and pulled his sleeve. "Can we go home now?" Henodded, produced his handkerchief, gave his face a going-over and blew his noseviolently.
"Mr. Finch?"
A soft husky voice came from the darkness above: "They gone?"
Atticus stepped back and looked up. "They've gone," he said. "Get some sleep, Tom.
They won't bother you any more."
From a different direction, another voice cut crisply through the night: "You're damntootin' they won't. Had you covered all the time, Atticus."
Mr. Underwood and a double-barreled shotgun were leaning out his window aboveThe Maycomb Tribune office.
It was long past my bedtime and I was growing quite tired; it seemed that Atticus andMr. Underwood would talk for the rest of the night, Mr. Underwood out the window andAtticus up at him. Finally Atticus returned, switched off the light above the jail door, andpicked up his chair.
"Can I carry it for you, Mr. Finch?" asked Dill. He had not said a word the whole time.
"Why, thank you, son."
Walking toward the office, Dill and I fell into step behind Atticus and Jem. Dill wasencumbered by the chair, and his pace was slower. Atticus and Jem were well ahead ofus, and I assumed that Atticus was giving him hell for not going home, but I was wrong.
As they passed under a streetlight, Atticus reached out and massaged68 Jem's hair, hisone gesture of affection.


1 defendant mYdzW     
  • The judge rejected a bribe from the defendant's family.法官拒收被告家属的贿赂。
  • The defendant was borne down by the weight of evidence.有力的证据使被告认输了。
2 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。
3 outgrown outgrown     
长[发展] 得超过(某物)的范围( outgrow的过去分词 ); 长[发展]得不能再要(某物); 长得比…快; 生长速度超过
  • She's already outgrown her school uniform. 她已经长得连校服都不能穿了。
  • The boy has outgrown his clothes. 这男孩已长得穿不下他的衣服了。
4 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。
5 postponement fe68fdd7c3d68dcd978c3de138b7ce85     
  • He compounded with his creditors for a postponement of payment. 他与债权人达成协议延期付款。
  • Rain caused the postponement of several race-meetings. 几次赛马大会因雨延期。
6 begrudge jubzX     
  • I begrudge spending so much money on train fares.我舍不得把这么多钱花在火车票上。
  • We should not begrudge our neighbour's richness.我们不应该嫉妒邻人的富有。
7 murmur EjtyD     
  • They paid the extra taxes without a murmur.他们毫无怨言地交了附加税。
  • There was a low murmur of conversation in the hall.大厅里有窃窃私语声。
8 scout oDGzi     
  • He was mistaken for an enemy scout and badly wounded.他被误认为是敌人的侦察兵,受了重伤。
  • The scout made a stealthy approach to the enemy position.侦察兵偷偷地靠近敌军阵地。
9 ominous Xv6y5     
  • 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。
10 scattered 7jgzKF     
  • Gathering up his scattered papers,he pushed them into his case.他把散乱的文件收拾起来,塞进文件夹里。
11 tranquil UJGz0     
adj. 安静的, 宁静的, 稳定的, 不变的
  • The boy disturbed the tranquil surface of the pond with a stick. 那男孩用棍子打破了平静的池面。
  • The tranquil beauty of the village scenery is unique. 这乡村景色的宁静是绝无仅有的。
12 evaluation onFxd     
  • I attempted an honest evaluation of my own life.我试图如实地评价我自己的一生。
  • The new scheme is still under evaluation.新方案还在评估阶段。
13 stifle cF4y5     
  • She tried hard to stifle her laughter.她强忍住笑。
  • It was an uninteresting conversation and I had to stifle a yawn.那是一次枯燥无味的交谈,我不得不强忍住自己的呵欠。
14 levy Z9fzR     
  • They levy a tax on him.他们向他征税。
  • A direct food levy was imposed by the local government.地方政府征收了食品税。
15 criteria vafyC     
  • The main criterion is value for money.主要的标准是钱要用得划算。
  • There are strict criteria for inclusion in the competition.参赛的标准很严格。
16 interval 85kxY     
  • The interval between the two trees measures 40 feet.这两棵树的间隔是40英尺。
  • There was a long interval before he anwsered the telephone.隔了好久他才回了电话。
17 jug QaNzK     
  • He walked along with a jug poised on his head.他头上顶着一个水罐,保持着平衡往前走。
  • She filled the jug with fresh water.她将水壶注满了清水。
18 rumble PCXzd     
  • I hear the rumble of thunder in the distance.我听到远处雷声隆隆。
  • We could tell from the rumble of the thunder that rain was coming.我们根据雷的轰隆声可断定,天要下雨了。
19 poke 5SFz9     
  • We never thought she would poke her nose into this.想不到她会插上一手。
  • Don't poke fun at me.别拿我凑趣儿。
20 considerably 0YWyQ     
  • The economic situation has changed considerably.经济形势已发生了相当大的变化。
  • The gap has narrowed considerably.分歧大大缩小了。
21 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。
22 peculiarities 84444218acb57e9321fbad3dc6b368be     
n. 特质, 特性, 怪癖, 古怪
  • the cultural peculiarities of the English 英国人的文化特点
  • He used to mimic speech peculiarities of another. 他过去总是模仿别人讲话的特点。
23 incapable w9ZxK     
  • He would be incapable of committing such a cruel deed.他不会做出这么残忍的事。
  • Computers are incapable of creative thought.计算机不会创造性地思维。
24 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
  • 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。
25 deserted GukzoL     
  • The deserted village was filled with a deathly silence.这个荒废的村庄死一般的寂静。
  • The enemy chieftain was opposed and deserted by his followers.敌人头目众叛亲离。
26 bristled bristled     
adj. 直立的,多刺毛的 动词bristle的过去式和过去分词
  • They bristled at his denigrating description of their activities. 听到他在污蔑他们的活动,他们都怒发冲冠。
  • All of us bristled at the lawyer's speech insulting our forefathers. 听到那个律师在讲演中污蔑我们的祖先,大家都气得怒发冲冠。
27 hitching 5bc21594d614739d005fcd1af2f9b984     
搭乘; (免费)搭乘他人之车( hitch的现在分词 ); 搭便车; 攀上; 跃上
  • The farmer yoked the oxen before hitching them to the wagon. 农夫在将牛套上大车之前先给它们套上轭。
  • I saw an old man hitching along on his stick. 我看见一位老人拄着手杖蹒跚而行。
28 glistened 17ff939f38e2a303f5df0353cf21b300     
v.湿物闪耀,闪亮( glisten的过去式和过去分词 )
  • Pearls of dew glistened on the grass. 草地上珠露晶莹。 来自《现代汉英综合大词典》
  • Her eyes glistened with tears. 她的眼里闪着泪花。 来自《现代汉英综合大词典》
29 finch TkRxS     
  • This behaviour is commonly observed among several species of finch.这种行为常常可以在几种雀科鸣禽中看到。
  • In Australia,it is predominantly called the Gouldian Finch.在澳大利亚,它主要还是被称之为胡锦雀。
30 hideous 65KyC     
  • The whole experience had been like some hideous nightmare.整个经历就像一场可怕的噩梦。
  • They're not like dogs,they're hideous brutes.它们不像狗,是丑陋的畜牲。
31 starkly 4e0b2db3ce8605be1f8d536fac698e3f     
adj. 变硬了的,完全的 adv. 完全,实在,简直
  • The city of Befast remains starkly divided between Catholics and Protestants. 贝尔法斯特市完全被处在天主教徒和新教徒的纷争之中。
  • The black rocks stood out starkly against the sky. 那些黑色的岩石在天空衬托下十分显眼。
32 buttresses 6c86332d7671cd248067bd99a7cefe98     
n.扶壁,扶垛( buttress的名词复数 )v.用扶壁支撑,加固( buttress的第三人称单数 )
  • Flying buttresses were constructed of vertical masonry piers with arches curving out from them like fingers. 飞梁结构,灵感来自于带拱形的垂直石质桥墩,外形像弯曲的手指。 来自互联网
  • GOTHIC_BUTTRESSES_DESC;Gothic construction, particularly in its later phase, is characterized by lightness and soaring spaces. 哥特式建筑,尤其是其发展的后期,以轻灵和高耸的尖顶为标志。 来自互联网
33 facade El5xh     
  • The entrance facade consists of a large full height glass door.入口正面有一大型全高度玻璃门。
  • If you look carefully,you can see through Bob's facade.如果你仔细观察,你就能看穿鲍勃的外表。
34 privy C1OzL     
  • Only three people,including a policeman,will be privy to the facts.只会允许3个人,其中包括一名警察,了解这些内情。
  • Very few of them were privy to the details of the conspiracy.他们中很少有人知道这一阴谋的详情。
35 solitary 7FUyx     
  • 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。
36 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。
37 oblivious Y0Byc     
  • Mother has become quite oblivious after the illness.这次病后,妈妈变得特别健忘。
  • He was quite oblivious of the danger.他完全没有察觉到危险。
38 streaked d67e6c987d5339547c7938f1950b8295     
adj.有条斑纹的,不安的v.快速移动( streak的过去式和过去分词 );使布满条纹
  • The children streaked off as fast as they could. 孩子们拔脚飞跑 来自《现代英汉综合大词典》
  • His face was pale and streaked with dirt. 他脸色苍白,脸上有一道道的污痕。 来自辞典例句
39 peeked c7b2fdc08abef3a4f4992d9023ed9bb8     
v.很快地看( peek的过去式和过去分词 );偷看;窥视;微露出
  • She peeked over the top of her menu. 她从菜单上往外偷看。 来自《简明英汉词典》
  • On two occasions she had peeked at him through a crack in the wall. 她曾两次透过墙缝窥视他。 来自辞典例句
40 obedience 8vryb     
  • Society has a right to expect obedience of the law.社会有权要求人人遵守法律。
  • Soldiers act in obedience to the orders of their superior officers.士兵们遵照上级军官的命令行动。
41 succinct YHozq     
  • The last paragraph is a succinct summary.最后这段话概括性很强。
  • A succinct style lends vigour to writing.措辞简练使文笔有力。
42 shrieked dc12d0d25b0f5d980f524cd70c1de8fe     
v.尖叫( shriek的过去式和过去分词 )
  • She shrieked in fright. 她吓得尖叫起来。
  • Li Mei-t'ing gave a shout, and Lu Tzu-hsiao shrieked, "Tell what? 李梅亭大声叫,陆子潇尖声叫:“告诉什么? 来自汉英文学 - 围城
43 wriggled cd018a1c3280e9fe7b0169cdb5687c29     
v.扭动,蠕动,蜿蜒行进( wriggle的过去式和过去分词 );(使身体某一部位)扭动;耍滑不做,逃避(应做的事等)
  • He wriggled uncomfortably on the chair. 他坐在椅子上不舒服地扭动着身体。 来自《简明英汉词典》
  • A snake wriggled across the road. 一条蛇蜿蜒爬过道路。 来自《现代汉英综合大词典》
44 embarrassment fj9z8     
  • She could have died away with embarrassment.她窘迫得要死。
  • Coughing at a concert can be a real embarrassment.在音乐会上咳嗽真会使人难堪。
45 triumphantly 9fhzuv     
  • The lion was roaring triumphantly. 狮子正在发出胜利的吼叫。
  • Robert was looking at me triumphantly. 罗伯特正得意扬扬地看着我。
46 creases adfbf37b33b2c1e375b9697e49eb1ec1     
(使…)起折痕,弄皱( crease的第三人称单数 ); (皮肤)皱起,使起皱纹
  • She smoothed the creases out of her skirt. 她把裙子上的皱褶弄平。
  • She ironed out all the creases in the shirt. 她熨平了衬衣上的所有皱褶。
47 acquiescence PJFy5     
  • The chief inclined his head in sign of acquiescence.首领点点头表示允许。
  • This is due to his acquiescence.这是因为他的默许。
48 budging 7d6a7b3c5d687a6190de9841c520110b     
v.(使)稍微移动( budge的现在分词 );(使)改变主意,(使)让步
  • Give it up, plumber. She's not budging. 别费劲了,水管工。她不会改变主意的。 来自互联网
  • I wondered how Albert who showed no intention of budging, felt about Leopold's desertion. 对于从未有迁徙打算的艾伯特来说,我不知道它会怎样看待利奥波德这样弃它而去呢。 来自互联网
49 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
  • 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》
50 mutual eFOxC     
  • We must pull together for mutual interest.我们必须为相互的利益而通力合作。
  • Mutual interests tied us together.相互的利害关系把我们联系在一起。
51 defiance RmSzx     
  • 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。
52 justification x32xQ     
  • There's no justification for dividing the company into smaller units. 没有理由把公司划分成小单位。
  • In the young there is a justification for this feeling. 在年轻人中有这种感觉是有理由的。
53 growled 65a0c9cac661e85023a63631d6dab8a3     
v.(动物)发狺狺声, (雷)作隆隆声( growl的过去式和过去分词 );低声咆哮着说
  • \"They ought to be birched, \" growled the old man. 老人咆哮道:“他们应受到鞭打。” 来自《简明英汉词典》
  • He growled out an answer. 他低声威胁着回答。 来自《简明英汉词典》
54 prospects fkVzpY     
  • There is a mood of pessimism in the company about future job prospects. 公司中有一种对工作前景悲观的情绪。
  • They are less sanguine about the company's long-term prospects. 他们对公司的远景不那么乐观。
55 overalls 2mCz6w     
  • He is in overalls today.他今天穿的是工作裤。
  • He changed his overalls for a suit.他脱下工装裤,换上了一套西服。
56 denim o9Lya     
  • She wore pale blue denim shorts and a white denim work shirt.她穿着一条淡蓝色的斜纹粗棉布短裤,一件白粗布工作服上衣。
  • Dennis was dressed in denim jeans.丹尼斯穿了一条牛仔裤。
57 cuffs 4f67c64175ca73d89c78d4bd6a85e3ed     
n.袖口( cuff的名词复数 )v.掌打,拳打( cuff的第三人称单数 )
  • a collar and cuffs of white lace 带白色蕾丝花边的衣领和袖口
  • The cuffs of his shirt were fraying. 他衬衣的袖口磨破了。
58 entailment 3374d84a01dc73aa6c9b6d5a1fa9bbcc     
  • Entailment is the converse of the relation of logical consequence. 导出是逻辑推论关系的逆叙。
  • Entailment is a relation of inclusion. 蕴涵是一种包含关系。
59 futility IznyJ     
  • She could see the utter futility of trying to protest. 她明白抗议是完全无用的。
  • The sheer futility of it all exasperates her. 它毫无用处,这让她很生气。
60 aggregation OKUyE     
  • A high polymer is a very large aggregation of units.一个高聚物是许多单元的非常大的组合。
  • Moreover,aggregation influences the outcome of chemical disinfection of viruses.此外,聚集作用还会影响化学消毒的效果。
61 poking poking     
n. 刺,戳,袋 vt. 拨开,刺,戳 vi. 戳,刺,捅,搜索,伸出,行动散慢
  • He was poking at the rubbish with his stick. 他正用手杖拨动垃圾。
  • He spent his weekends poking around dusty old bookshops. 他周末都泡在布满尘埃的旧书店里。
62 fascination FlHxO     
  • He had a deep fascination with all forms of transport.他对所有的运输工具都很着迷。
  • His letters have been a source of fascination to a wide audience.广大观众一直迷恋于他的来信。
63 uncouth DHryn     
  • She may embarrass you with her uncouth behavior.她的粗野行为可能会让你尴尬。
  • His nephew is an uncouth young man.他的侄子是一个粗野的年轻人。
64 idiocy 4cmzf     
  • Stealing a car and then driving it drunk was the ultimate idiocy.偷了车然后醉酒开车真是愚蠢到极点。
  • In this war there is an idiocy without bounds.这次战争疯癫得没底。
65 gathering ChmxZ     
  • He called on Mr. White to speak at the gathering.他请怀特先生在集会上讲话。
  • He is on the wing gathering material for his novels.他正忙于为他的小说收集资料。
66 squatted 45deb990f8c5186c854d710c535327b0     
v.像动物一样蹲下( squat的过去式和过去分词 );非法擅自占用(土地或房屋);为获得其所有权;而占用某片公共用地。
  • He squatted down beside the footprints and examined them closely. 他蹲在脚印旁仔细地观察。 来自《简明英汉词典》
  • He squatted in the grass discussing with someone. 他蹲在草地上与一个人谈话。 来自《简明英汉词典》
67 shuffled cee46c30b0d1f2d0c136c830230fe75a     
v.洗(纸牌)( shuffle的过去式和过去分词 );拖着脚步走;粗心地做;摆脱尘世的烦恼
  • He shuffled across the room to the window. 他拖着脚走到房间那头的窗户跟前。
  • Simon shuffled awkwardly towards them. 西蒙笨拙地拖着脚朝他们走去。 来自《简明英汉词典》
68 massaged 1c85a5a34468851346edc436a3c0926a     
按摩,推拿( massage的过去式和过去分词 )
  • He massaged her back with scented oil. 他用芳香油按摩她的背部。
  • The script is massaged into final form. 这篇稿子经过修改已定稿。
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