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Don't bet on love ( 别拿爱情打赌) 美文共享

楼主daipeanut(满天星I'mwaitingforyourcoming with a sincere heart)2006-03-17 10:16:16 在 扩充话题 / 程序员英语 提问

 
  在英语沙龙杂志上看到的文章,很不错的.   只是找不到英文原版和中文翻译.  
  我找它录到电脑上与大家共享,同时希望有英文原版和中文翻译的朋友能把它们共享,  
  谢谢!  
   
   
  “Free”   Meal  
  ――Excerpt   from   Don’t   Bet   on   love  
  一、Introduction   选文简介  
  《“免费”的晚餐》(Free   Meal)节选自美国作家Sheri   Cobb   South 的小说《别拿爱情打赌》(Don’t   Bet   on   love)。Molly除了改变Gary的形象,还要教他一些社交礼仪。为了避免Gary邀请Colette在外用餐时出乱子,Molly用自家餐具教育Gary学高雅的餐桌礼仪。可实践才能出真知,Gary主动邀请Molly到一家很讲究的西餐馆找感觉。他们像一对恋人一样一起用餐,然而准备结帐时,Gary发现钱包落在家里了,两人只好求助家人。结果如何呢?  
  二、Questions   Before   Reading阅前思考:  
  1.   if   you   want   to   invite   your   girlfriend   or   boyfriend   to   dinner,   what   kind   of   restaurant   you   will   choose?  
  2.   In   case   you   find   your   wallet   missing   after   dinner,   how   do   you   deal   with   it?  
  三、Selection 原文摘选:  
  “Free”   Meal  
  ――Excerpt   from   Don’t   Bet   on   love  
  一、Introduction   选文简介  
  《“免费”的晚餐》(Free   Meal)节选自美国作家Sheri   Cobb   South 的小说《别拿爱情打赌》(Don’t   Bet   on   love)。Molly除了改变Gary的形象,还要教他一些社交礼仪。为了避免Gary邀请Colette在外用餐时出乱子,Molly用自家餐具教育Gary学高雅的餐桌礼仪。可实践才能出真知,Gary主动邀请Molly到一家很讲究的西餐馆找感觉。他们像一对恋人一样一起用餐,然而准备结帐时,Gary发现钱包落在家里了,两人只好求助家人。结果如何呢?  
  二、Questions   Before   Reading阅前思考:  
  1.   if   you   want   to   invite   your   girlfriend   or   boyfriend   to   dinner,   what   kind   of   restaurant   you   will   choose?  
  2.   In   case   you   find   your   wallet   missing   after   dinner,   how   do   you   deal   with   it?  
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1 楼daipeanut(满天星I'mwaitingforyourcoming with a sincere heart)回复于 2006-03-17 10:17:45 得分 0

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  At   a   quarter   of   six   I   sat   on   the   edge   of   the   living   room   couch,   nervously   smoothing   the   full   skirt   of   my   favorite   turquoise   blue   dress.   This   is   not   a   date,   I   kept   telling   myself.   This   is   simply   a   trial   run   for   Gary’s   prom   date   with   Colette,   and   you’d   better   not   forget   it.   But   no   matter   how   often   I   said   it,   I   couldn’t   help   feeling   thrilled.  
  I   almost   jumped   out   of   my   skin   when   the   doorbell   rang   promptly   at   six.   Determined   not   to   appear   too   eager,   I   forced   myself   to   remain   seated   and   let   someone   else   answer   the   door.   “Hey,   Molly!   Gary’s   here!”   Mark   bellowed,   and   a   moment   later   Gary   entered   the   room  
  I   had   never   seen   him   dressed   up   before.   He   was   wearing   a   gray   suit,   a   pale   pink   shirt,   and   a   gray   and   pink   paisley   tie.   The   padded   shoulders   of   his   jacket   helped   to   fill   out   his   beanpole   frame.   Gary   looked   absolutely   wonderful,   from   his   new   haircut   all   the   way   down   to   hiss…  
  “Reeboks?”   I   said,   staring   at   his   sneaker-clad   feet.   Who   else   would   wear   sneakers   with   a   suit?   “Wouldn’t   wing   tips   be   more   appropriate?”  
  “I   can   tell   you’ve   never   tried   to   buy   shoes   for   size-fourteen   feet,”   Gary   answered   with   a   rueful   grin.   “I   have   to   take   what   I   can   get.”  
  I   could   have   hugged   him.   Success   would   never   spoil   Gary   Hadley,   that   was   for   sure!   We   drove   to   the   Lamplighter,   an   elegant   new   restaurant   on   the   other   side   of   town.   The   parking   lot   was   crowded,   but   Gary   finally   found   a   vacant   space   marked   “One   Hour   Parking   Only.”  
  “This   ought   to   be   okay,”   he   said   as   we   got   out   of   the   car.   “o   matter   how   may   forks   there   are,   it   shouldn’t   take   more   than   an   hour   to   eat   dinner.”  
  A   white-jacketed   maitre   d’(   =   maitre   d’   hotel   [法]侍者总管)   met   us   at   the   door   and   led   us   across   the   candlelit   dining   room   to   a   secluded   table   for   two   after   we   were   seated,   I   opened   my   enormous   menu.   My   heart   sank   when   I   saw   the   prices   printed   there.   If   Gary   was   willing   to   shell   out   that   kind   of   money   for   a   trial   run,   he   must   have   high   hopes   for   prom   night!  
  I   decided   to   skip   the   appetizer   and   selected   an   entrée   that   I   hoped   wouldn’t   strain   his   budget   too   much,     then   gazed   wistfully   at   Gary,   who   was   still   absorbed   in   studying   his   own   menu.   In   spite   of   his   new   look,   he   would   never   be   handsome   in   the   classic   sense   of   the   word,   like   Steve   or   Mark.   Gary   was   too   long   and   skinny   for   one   thing,   and   his   nose   hadn’t   shrunk   any.   If   I   looked   closely   enough,   I   could   still   find   traces   of   the   boy   with   the   shaggy   hair   and   the   thick   glasses   –   the   boy   I   had   fallen   in   love   with.  
  Just   then   Gary   looked   up   from   his   menu   and   caught   me   watching   him   “What   is   it,   Molly?”   he   asked   anxiously.   “Have   I   done   something   wrong   already?”  
  I   smiled   and   shook   my   head.   “Not   a   thing.”   Reminding   myself   of   the   purpose   of   this   outing,   I   asked,   “So,   is   Colette   going   to   the   prom   with   you?”   I   figured   he   might   have   invited   her   after   our   cutlery   session   that   afternoon.  
  “I   haven’t   asked   her   yet.   What   about   you?   Have   you   got   a   date?”  
  “I   don’t   think   I’ll   be   going,”   I   said   as   casually   as   I   could   I   had   a   sudden   vision   of   myself   at   the   prom,   sitting   alone   on   the   sidelines   with   the   other   wallflowers   while   Colette   glided   across   the   floor   in   Gary’s   arms.   It   was   a   pretty   bleak   prospect.   “Oh,   yeah?   Have   you   got   other   plans?”   Gary   asked  
  I   nodded.   Of   course   I   did.   I   planed   to   do   what   ay   red-blooded   American   girl   would   do   if   the   boy   she   loved   was   in   the   clutches   of   another   woman   –   buy   a   box   of   chocolates   and   eat   myself   into   a   sugar-induced   coma.  
  We   ordered   then,   and   soon   our   food   arrived.   It   was   delicious   and   the   service   was   excellent,   but   I   was   too   depressed   to   enjoy   the   meal.   Gary   concentrated   on   using   the   proper   utensils,   and   I   didn’t   have   to   correct   him   once.   But   as   I   was   eating   my   dessert,   I   noticed   that   Gary   hadn’t   touched   his.  
  “Don’t   you   like   the   chocolate   cheesecake?”   I   asked   him.   “I   think   it’s   awfully   good.”  
  “I   haven’t   tried   it,”   he   confessed.   “I   can’t.   I’ve   run   out   of   forks.”  
  We   retraced   our   steps   through   the   entire   meal,   matching   each   piece   of   silverware   to   the   appropriate   course.   Sure   enough,   Gary   was   one   fork   short.   I   caught   the   eye   of   our   waiter,   who   came   to   our   table   in   an   instant.  
  “Madame?”  
  “The   gentleman   needs   a   dessert   fork,”   I   said.   The   waiter   looked   appalled   and   hurried   off   to   fetch   one.  
  “Hey,   you’re   pretty   good   at   that,”   Gary   said,   grinning   at   me.   “I   can   tell   you’ve   had   a   lot   of   experience   bossing   guys   around.”  
  I   smiled   to   keep   him   from   seeing   how   much   his   remark   had   stung.   So   that   was   what   he   thought   of   me!   I   was   just   a   girl   who   bossed   guys   around.   I   had   to   admit   that   I’d   certainly   bossed   him   around,   and   look   where   it   had   led.   If   I   hadn’t   forced   Gary   into   changing   his   image,   Colette   Carroll   still   wouldn’t   know   he   was   alive,   and   there   might   have   been   a   chance   for   me.  
  The   waited   returned   with   Gary’s   fork,   and   we   finished   our   dessert.   As   we   were   getting   ready   to   leave,   Gary   reached   for   his   wallet.   Then   he   looked   at   me   with   the   oddest   expression   on   his   face.  
  “Molly,   do   you   have   any   money   with   you?”   he   asked   in   a   strange,   constricted   voice.  
  “I’ve   got   a   few   dollars   and   some   change,”   I   said,   reaching   for   my   purse.   “I   think   I   can   handle   the   tip.”  
  Gary   laughed   but   there   was   no   humor   in   the   sound.   “I’m   afraid   I’m   going   to   need   more   than   that.”   He   swallowed.   “A   lot   more.”  
  “Gary?   What’s   wrong?”   I   asked,   alarmed.   By   this   time   his   face   had   taken   on   a   sickly   greenish   cast.  
  “I   don’t   have   my   wallet!”   he   whispered.   “I   must   have   left   it   in   my   other   pants!”  
  I   thought   fast.   “Don’t   panic!   I   remember   seeing   a   pay   phone   in   the   lobby   as   we   came   in.   Go   call   your   parents   and   ask   them   to   bring   your   wallet.   Here   ,”   I   added,   pressing   a   quarter   into   his   hand.   “You’ll   need   this.”  
  Gary   was   gone   only   a   couple   of   minutes.   Even   before   he   reached   the   table,   I   could   tell   by   his   stricken   expression   that   he’d   had   no   luck.  
  “There   was   no   answer,”   he   reported,   “and   I   just   remember   why.   My   dad’s   company   is   having   a   dinner   tonight.   He   and   Mom   probably   won’t   be   back   for   hours!”  
  “I’m   sure   my   parents   are   home,”   I   said,   standing   up.   “I’ll   call   them   right   away.”  
  Gary   grabbed   my   arm.   “Molly,   on!   I   can’t   let   your   family   pay   for   this.”  
  “you   can   pay   them   back   tomorrow,”   I   said,   gently   removing   his   hand   from   my   arm.   “Back   in   a   flash.”  
  My   luck   was   no   better   than   Gary’s.   I   got   a   busy   signal,   and   I   was   almost   positive   that   Mark   was   tying   up   the   phone.   I   hung   up,   waited   a   few   seconds,   and   tried   again,   with   the   same   result.   If   I   could   have   gotten   my   hands   on   my   brother   at   that   moment,   I   would   have   choked   him.   I   tried   two   more   times   without   success,   so   I   finally   called   the   operator,   intending   to   ask   for   an   emergency   interrupt.   But   she   informed   me   that   nobody   was   talking   on   the   phone   –   there   was   trouble   on   the   line.   By   that   time,   several   people   were   waiting   to   use   the   phone   and   giving   me   some   pretty   dirty   looks.   I   was   forced   to   admit   defeat.   I   hung   up   the   receiver,   collected   my   quarter,   and   returned   to   the   dinning   room.  
  “Were   they   home?”   Gary   asked   hopefully.  
  I   sighed.   “I   don’t   know.   There’s   something   wrong   with   the   phone,   so   all   I   got   were   busy   signals.”  
  At   that   moment   our   waiter   reappeared.   “Will   there   be   anything   else?”   he   asked.  
  Gary   and   I   exchanged   helpless   looks.   Neither   of   us   knew   what   to   do.   Finally   Gary   spoke.   “I’d   like   to   have   a   word   with   the   manager,   please.”  
   
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2 楼yangfasheng(悟法:前面是绝路,希望在拐角)回复于 2006-03-21 08:37:45 得分 40

 
  *************************************************************  
  “Free”   Meal  
  ――Excerpt   from   Don’t   Bet   on   love  
  一、Introduction   选文简介  
  《拘留所之夜》(One   Night   in   custody   [k^stedi])节选自美国作家Sheri   Cobb   South 的小说《别拿爱情打赌》(Don’t   Bet   on   love)。Gary   和   Molly   为餐馆洗了两个多小时的盘子才免费解决餐费问题.正当他们疲惫地走到停车场时,才发现停车也过时了.由于他们没有驾驶执照,被警察带到了警局.在等待双方家长来保释的过程中两个人又进一步交心,更加了解对方.   Gary   虽然口头不承认,但也开始表达了对     Molly   真挚的爱.   阅读时请注意体会和欣赏   Molly   的心理活动.  
   
  二、Questions   Before   Reading阅前思考:  
  1.   If   you   were   jailed,   who   would   be   the   last   one   you   wanted   to   inform?  
  2.   If   you   were   a   parent,   what   would   be   your   feeling   when   you   were   informed   by   the   police   that   your   kids   were   detained?  
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  "Oh,   my   aching   feet!"   I   moaned   two   hours   later   as   we   left   the   Lamplighter   through   the   back   door."   I   can   hardly   wait   to   get   home   and   take   off   these   heels!"  
   
  Gary   took   my   arm   as   we   crossed   the   parking   lot.   He   looked   very   different   from   the   boy   who   had   picked   me   up   earlier   that   evening.   His   tie   was   loosened,   his   collar   unbuttoned,   his   shirtsleeves   were   rolled   up   to   the   elbow,   and   he   had   slung   his   jacket   over   one   shoulder.  
   
  "See?   And   you   laughed   at   my   Reeboks!"   he   teased."   Seriously,   Molly,   thanks   for   helping   out.   But   I   wish   you   had   let   me   call   a   taxi   to   take   you   home."  
   
  "How   would   we   have   paid   for   it?"   I   asked.   “Anyway,   it's   not   like   I've   never   washed   dishes   before,   you   know."  
   
  "Yeah,   but   there's   a   difference   between   washing   dishes   for   a   family   of   four   and   washing   dishes   for   a   whole   restaurant   full   of   people,"   Gary   replied."   And   you   looked   so   pretty   tonight,   too."  
   
  My   heart   was   too   full   of   pleasure   at   Gary's   compliment   to   mind   his   use   of   the   past   tense.   “Gary,   I   don't   mind,"   I   said   softly.   “Honestly,   I   don't."  
   
  We   had   reached   the   spot   where   Gary   had   parked   the   car,   when   a   man   stepped   out   of   the   shadows.   Moonlight   gleamed   on   the   badge   he   wore,   and   suddenly   I   had   a   sinking   feeling   that   our   troubles   weren't   over   yet.    
   
  "This   is   your   car,   sir?"  
  "Uh,   yes   sir,"   Gary   replied.  
  "Do   you   realize   you've   been   parked   for   over   three   hours   in   a   one-hour   zone?"   the   officer   continued.  
  "To   tell   the   truth,   I   forgot,"   Gary   admitted.   “But   there's   a   perfectly   logical   explanation..."  
   
  "Your   driver's   license   is   all   the   explanation   I   need."   The   policeman   held   out   his   hand   "Oh,   right."   Gary   automatically   reached   for   his   back   pocket,   then   remembered   his   dilemma.   "Oh,   no!"   He   groaned,   covering   his   face   with   his   hand.   "I   don't   have   it   with   me,   but   I   can   explain..."  
   
  "you'd   better   save   your   explanations   for   the   chief,   kid."   The   policeman   jerked   his   thumb   in   the   direction   of   his   squad   car.   "We're   going   to   the   station.   You   too,   miss,"   he   added.  
   
  Gary   and   I   were   silent   during   the   short   drive   to   the   police   station.   Gary   sat   beside   me   in   the   backseat,   staring   gloomily   out   of   the   window.   All   the   confidence   he'd   gained   over   the   past   few   weeks   seemed   to   have   melted   away(v.消失,   融掉).   I   was   pretty   sure   he   was   thinking   of   Colette,   and   although   I'm   not   usually   a   vindictive   person,   at   that   moment   I   found   myself   hating   her.  
   
  I   gave   a   little   sigh   of   pure   helplessness,   and   Gary   turned   at   the   sound,   giving   me   a   slightly   forced   smile   as   he   reached   for   my   hand.   He   gave   it   a   quick   squeeze,   and   didn't   release   it   until   we   arrived   at   the   police   station.  
  Once   inside,   we   were   each   allowed   to   make   one   phone   call.   Fortunately,   we   were   both   able   to   get   through   to   parents   this   time.   I   hadn't   realized   just   how   awkward   it   would   be   until   I   heard   Dad's   voice   on   the   other   end   of   the   line.   How   do   you   break   the   news   that   your   parents   have   to   come   and   pick   you   up   at   the   police   station?  
   
  Somehow   I   managed   a   brief   explanation,   and   when   I   hung   up,   our   arresting   officer   led   us   to   the   desk   sergeant   on   duty.  
   
  "All   right,   what   happened?"   the   desk   sergeant   asked.  
  ...  
   
  The   sergeant   turned   back   to   Gary.   “Were   you   able   to   reach   your   parents   when   you   called   just   now?"  
   
  "Yes,   sir,"   Gary   said.   "They're   on   their   way."  
  "Mine   are   coming,   too"   I   added   in   case   anybody   was   interested.  
   
  "Fine.   If   you   can   show   me   a   valid   driver's   license,   I'll   tear   up   both   tickets.   Meanwhile(n.其间,   其时,此时,同时),   I'll   have   to   hold   you   in   custody   until   your   parents   arrive."Top

3 楼yangfasheng(悟法:前面是绝路,希望在拐角)回复于 2006-03-21 08:37:55 得分 40

 
   
  Officer   Cummings   led   us   to   a   small   room   he   called   a   holding   pen(holding   pen   候宰栏),   but   it   sure   looked   like   a   jail   cell   to   me.   He   stepped   back   and   allowed   us   to   enter,   then   pulled   the   door   closed   behind   us.  
   
  I   sank   down(sink   down   沉落)   onto   the   bench   that   ran   along(run   along   v.离开,   把...送去)   one   wall,   then   took   of   my   high-heeled   shoes   and   stretched   my   aching   legs   out   in   front   of   me.   Gary   packed   back   and   forth   like   a   caged   animal,   running   his   hands   through   his   hair.  
   
  "You   might   as   well   sit   down,"   I   said   at   last.   "You'll   wear   a   path   in   the   floor."  
  "Yeah,   I   guess   you're   right."   He   sat   down   beside   me   on   the   bench,   leaning   forward(探身过去)   with   his   elbows   propped   on   his   knees   and   his   chin   in   his   hands.  
  As   I   watched   him,   I   found   myself   wishing   our   parents   wouldn't   hurry   to   our   rescue   too   soon.   Colette   might   have   Gary   tomorrow,   but   at   least   for   tonight,   he   was   all   mine.   A   night   in   a   jail   cell   with   Gary   suddenly   seemed   wonderfully   romantic,   and   it   was   definitely   something   that   he   would   never   be   able   to   share   with   Colette.  
   
  "I'm   so   sorry   about   all   this,   Molly,"   Gary   said,   breaking   the   silence.   "I   can't   seem   to   do   anything   right!"  
   
  "Oh,   Gary,   please   don't   apologize."   I   reached   out   and   touched   his   arm.   "It   wasn't   your   fault.   And   I   thought   you   were   terrific   back   there   at   the   Lamplighter,   talking   to   the   manager."   Steeling(坚硬起来的)   myself   to   say   the   despised(轻视)   name,   I   added,   "I   bet   Colette   would   have   been   proud   of   you."  
   
  Gary   gave   a   humorless   laugh.   "Yeah,   right."  
  "Well,   she   should   be!   After   an   evening   like   this,   any   girl   would   be   proud   to   go   out   with   you!   Look   at(考虑,   着眼于)   it   this   way.   How   many   people   know   what   it's   like   behind   the   scenes   at   the   fanciest   restaurant   in   town?   How   many   people   get   to   ride   in   the   back   of   a   squad   car?   How   many   people   have   adventures   like   these   when   they   go   out   on   dates?"  
  Too   late,   I   remembered   that   this   was   not   a   date,   and   lapsed   into   embarrassed   silence(to   lapse   into   silence   慢慢便沉默了).  
   
  Gary   slipped   his   arm   around   my   waist.   "You   are   a   good   sport,   Molly,"   he   said   softly,   and   then   he   bent   (bend   v.   弄弯,   使弯曲)   his   head   and   kissed   me   lightly   on   the   cheek.  
  At   that   moment   Officer   Cummings   reappear,   jingly(叮玲响的)   the   keys   to   our   cozy   cell.   "Hadley   and   McKenzie,   your   folks(人们,   亲属(复数),   民族)   are   here,"   he   said.  
   
  I   reached   for   my   shoes,   glad   of(对...感到高兴)   an   excuse   to   hide   my   face   from   Gary   before   my   expression   gave   me   away.   A   good   sport,   he'd   called   me.   I   didn't   want   to   be   a   good   sport.   I   wanted   to   be   the   girl   Gary   loved   --   but   Gary   loved   Colette   Carroll.  
   
  The   rest   of   the   evening   seemed   sort   of   anticlimactic   after   all   we'd   been   through.   I   was   quiet   during   the   drive   home,   but   my   mind   was   racing   with   thoughts   of   Gary   and   me   –   and   Colette.   The   minute   Gary   had   kissed   me,   I   knew   I   couldn't   go   on   coaching   him   and   then   just   turn   him   over   to   Colette.   I   would   have   to   tell   Mark   that   from   now   on   Gary   was   on   his   own   --   even   if   it   meant   telling   Mom   and   Dad   about   the   speeding   ticket.   Funny,   but   that   didn't   seem   nearly   as   big   a   deal   as   it   had   just   a   few   hours   earlier.   I   guess   going   to   jail   has   that   effect   on   a   person.  
   
   
  custody   v   扣留;监禁  
  The   criminal   was   taken   into   custody   by   the   police.  
  罪犯被警方拘留。  
   
  jail   (n.   监狱,拘留所,vt.   监禁,拘留   )  
  detain   (v.   拘留,扣押,   留住,   阻止)  
  moan   (呻吟;   悲叹[泣],   抱怨,   悲痛;   发出呻吟声,   呼啸)  
  park   n公园,   停车场,   炮场   vt.停放(汽车等)(有特殊用途的一块土地:a   parking   lot.停车场)  
  earlier(早的,初期的)  
  tie   n   带子,   线,   鞋带,   不分胜负,   关系,   领带,   领结,   平局  
  vt.  
  系,   打结,   扎,   约束,   与...成平局  
  vi.  
  被用带(或绳子等)系住,   结合,   打结,   不分胜负  
   
  (loose   [lu:s]松脱;   解开,放松,   松开)  
  collar(v   衣领;   硬领)  
  unbuttoned(adj.解开钮扣的,无拘束的)  
  (shirtsleeve     n.衬衫袖子,衬衣袖子)  
  (sling   vt   吊挂,(自由地)悬挂;)  
  elbow([el'bou]n.肘),  
  roll   up   v.袅袅上升,   卷起,   到达,   出现,   积累成  
  roll   up   one's   sleeve   v.   卷起袖子,   准备行动  
   
  Reeboks   n.(南非)   短角羚   a   sneaker   运动鞋  
  tease   vt   逗弄,取笑;嘲弄,戏弄    
  Seriously   adv.   认真地,   真诚地  
  Thanks   for   helping   me.感谢你帮助我。  
  help   out   帮助(某人),帮助(某人)解决困难[做某事]  
  pay   for     v.偿还,   赔偿  
  Anyway   adv.用任何方法、方式   adv.[口]从任何观点来看,无论如何,不管怎样  
  Compliment   n.   称赞,   恭维,   致意,   问候,   道贺    
  vt.称赞,   褒扬,   恭维  
  Tense   [tens]   adj.   紧张的,   拉紧的  
  v.   (使)紧张,   (使)拉紧  
  honestly   adv.   真诚地,   公正地  
  spot   n.   班点,   污点,   地点,   场所,   现场  
  v.   沾污,   弄脏,   侦察  
  vt.   认出,   发现  
  step   out   v.   暂时离开,   外出娱乐,   下台,   辞职,   加快脚步  
  shadow   n.阴影,   影子,   影像,   预兆,   庇护,   隐蔽处,   阴暗,   少许  
  vt.   遮蔽,   使朦胧,   预示,   尾随  
  Moonlight   n.     月光  
  gleam   n.微弱的闪光,   一丝光线,   瞬息的一现  
  vi.   闪烁,   隐约地闪现  
  vt.   使发微光,   使闪烁  
  badge   n.   徽章,   证章  
  sink   vi   减[衰]弱,   沮丧,   消沉;   沦落  
  His   heart   sank   at   the   thought   of   war.  
  想到战争他的情绪显得十分低沉。  
  trouble   n.   烦恼,   麻烦,   动乱,   纠纷,   疾病,   故障,   问题  
  vt.   (使)烦恼,   麻烦,   打扰,   麻烦自己,   费神,   费心  
  reply   n.   答复,   报复,   答辩  
  vi.   答复,   回击,   报复,   答辩     vt.   回答  
   
  to   tell   the   truth   adv.   说实话  
  officer     n.   政府官员,   军官,   警官,   船长   vt.   指挥  
  admit   v.   容许,   承认,   接纳  
  perfectly   adv.   完美地;正确地;圆满地  
  logical   adj.   合乎逻辑的,   合理的  
  explanation     n.   解释,   解说,   说明,   辩解,   互相讲明  
  expectantly(期待地,   期望地).  
  squad   car   n.   警察巡逻车  
  chief   n.首领,   领袖,   酋长,   长官,   主要部分,   最有价值的部分  
  adj.主要的,   首要的,   首席的,   主任的    
  n.   领袖;首长;首领  
  the   chief   of   police警察局长  
  police   station   n.   警察分局,派出所  
  backseat     n.   后座,   次要位置  
  run   through   v.   跑着穿过,   刺,   戳,   贯穿,   匆匆处理,   划掉,   挥霍  
  turn   over   v.   打翻,   营业额达到,   周转,   移交给,   反复考虑,   翻身,   折腾,   翻阅  
   
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