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高级英语(1)第三版Lesson3BlackmailParaphrase

1. The words spat forth with sudden savagery, all pretense of blandness gone.2. When they find who done that last night, who killed that kid an' its mother, then high-tailed it, they'll throw the book, andnever mind who it hits, or whether they got fancy titles neither.3. The Duchess of Croydo n -three cen turies and a half of in bred arroga nee beh ind her -did not yield easily.4. Even the self-assurance of Ogilvie flickered for an instant.5. The house detective took his time, leisurely puffing a cloud of blue cigar smoke, his eyes sardonically on the Duchessas if challenging her objection.6. There ain't much, out of the way, which people who stay in this hotel do, I don't get to hear about.7. The Duchess of Croydon kept firm, tight rein on her racing mind.8. And when they stopped for petrol, as they would have to, their speech and manner would betray them, making themconspicuous.9. There must be no mistake, no vacillation or dallying because of her own smallness of mind.参考答案1. Ogilvie spat out the words with great contempt and sudden rudeness, throwing away his pretended politeness.2. When they find who killed the mother and the kid and then ran away, they will deal out the maximum punishment, andthey will not care who will be punished in this case or what their social position is.3. The Duchess was supported by her arrogance coming from parents of noble families who belonged to the nobility formore than three hundred years. So she did not give in easily.4. The Duchess was a good actress and she appeared so firm about their innocent that, for a brief moment, Ogilvie feltunsure if his assumption about them was right. But the moment was very short and passed quickly.5. The house detective was in no hurry. He enjoyed his cigar and puffed a cloud of blue cigar smoke in a relaxed manner.At the same time, his eyes were fixed disdainfully on the Duchess as if openly daring her to object to his smoking a cigar, as she had done earlier.6. If anybody who stays in this hotel does anything wrong, improper or unusual, I always get to know about it. There isn 'tmuch that can escape me.7. The Duchess kept firm and tight control of her mind which is working quickly. Here the Duchess is thinking quickly but atthe same time keeping her thoughts under control, not letting them run wild.8. And when they stopped for petrol, as it would be necessary, their speech and manner would reveal their identity. BritishEnglish would be particularly noticeable in the south.9. She mustn'tmake any mistakes in her plan, or waver in mind and show decision or deal with the situation carelesslydue to small mindedness. In other words, she has to take a big chance, to do something very daring, so she must be bold, resolute and decisive. She has to rise to the occasion.1) 不用着急慢慢来。

高级英语Ⅰ第三版复习资料

Lesson1 topic1.Hurricane Katrina2.My experience of an earthquake(or a flood, or a typhoon, or a bad accident, etc)Lesson3 topicDescribe and comment on one of the three characters in the text.Write an essay titled Reflections on “Blackmail” with300 words in English.You can approach the essay from the following perspectives.•The characterization of the three characters.•The preparation for the climax of the story.•The morality or immorality of the Duchess.Lesson41.William Jennings Bryan and the fundamentalist movement in the 1920s2.the effects of the Scopes ”Monkey Trial”Lesson61.Mark Twain’s life2.My favorite book by Mark Twain3.The Adventure of Huckleberry Finn(or Tom Sawyer)Lesson71.Alice Walker and her workpare the two sisters Dee and Maggiement on the character of Mrs.Johnson•Vocabulary Test•Lesson 1 book 11.The crew had been mustered to______the hatches.a. batten down 板条钉住b. sit outc. come byd. trail away•The crew had been mustered to batten down the hatches.•所有船员被集合起来进行封舱以防暴风雨袭击.2. If clouds______along, they move quickly and smoothly through the sky.Scramble爬 b. clutch抓住 c. scud疾行 d. perish死亡•If clouds scud along, they move quickly and smoothly through the sky.•(云彩)掠过3. He received a_______of her hand on his cheek.a. swathb. lash 抽打c. slashd. pitch•He received a lash of her hand on his cheek.•他突然被她打了一记耳光.4. The thief was pushed and________ by an angry crowd.a.raged 动怒b. lapped包围c. cowered畏缩d. pummeled击打The thief was pushed and pummeled by an angry crowd.一群人推搡并痛打小偷。

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Pub Talk and the King’s English1 Conversation is the most sociable of all human activities. And it is an activity only of humans. However intricate the ways in which animals communicate with each other, they do not indulge in anything that deserves the name of conversation.2 The charm of conversation is that it does not really start from anywhere, and no one has any idea where it will go as it meanders or leaps and sparkles or just glows. The enemy of good conversation is the person who has “something to say.” Conversation is not for making a point. Argument may often be a part of it, but the purpose of the argument is not to convince. There is no winning in conversation. In fact, the best conversationalists are those who are prepared to lose. Suddenly they see the moment for one of their best anecdotes, but in a flash the conversation has moved on and the opportunity is lost. They are ready to let it go.3 Perhaps it is because of my up-bringing in English pubs that I think bar conversation has a charm of its own. Bar friends are not deeply involved in each other’s lives. They are companions, not intimates. The fact that their marriages may be on the rocks or that their love affairs have been broken or even that they got out of bed on the wrong side is simply not a concern. They are like the musketeers of Dumas who, although they lived side by side with each other, did not delve into each other’s lives or the recesses of their thoughts and feelings.4 It was on such an occasion the other evening, as the conversation moved desultorily here and there, from the most commonplace to thoughts of Jupiter, without any focus and with no need for one, that suddenly the alchemy of conversation took place, and all at once there was a focus. I do not remember what made one of our companions say it--she clearly had not come into the bar to say it, it was not something that was pressing on her mind--but her remark fell quite naturally into the talk.5 “Someone told me the Other day that the phrase, ‘the King’s English’ was a term of criticism, that it means language which one should not properly use.”6 The glow of the conversation burst into flames. There were affirmations and protests and denials, and of course the promise, made in all such conversation, that we would look it up on the morning. That would settle it; but conversation does not need to be settled; it could still go ignorantly on.7 It was an Australian who had given her such a definition of “the King’s English,” which produced some rather tart remarks about what one could expect from the descendants of convicts. We had traveled in five minutes to Australia. Of course, there would be resistance to the King’s English in such a society. There is always resistance in the lower classes to any attempt by an upper class to lay down rules for “English as it should be spoken.”8 Look at the language barrier between the Saxon churls and their Norman conquerors. The conversation had swung from Australian convicts of the 19th century to the English peasants of the 12th century. Who was right, who was wrong, did not matter. The conversation was on wings.9 Someone took one of the best-known of examples, which is still always worth the reconsidering. When we talk of meat on our tables we use French words; when we speak of the animals from which the meat comes we use Anglo-Saxon words. It is a pig in its sty; it is pork (porc) on the table. They are cattle in the fields, but we sit down to beef (boeuf). Chickens become poultry(poulet), and a calf becomes veal (veau). Even if our menus were not written in French out of snobbery, the English we used in them would still be Norman English. What all this tells us is of a deep class rift in the culture of England after the Norman Conquest.10 The Saxon peasants who tilled the land and reared the animals could not afford the meat, which went to Norman tables. The peasants were allowed to eat the rabbits that scampered over their fields and, since that meat was cheap, the Norman lords of course turned up their noses at it. So rabbit is still rabbit on our tables, and not changed into some rendering of lapin.11 As we listen today to the arguments about bilingual education, we ought to think ourselves back into the shoes of the Saxon peasant. The new ruling class had built a cultural barrier against him by building their French against his own language. There must have been a great deal of cultural humiliation felt by the English when they revolted under Saxon leaders like Hereward the Wake. “The King’s English”—if the term had existed then--had become French. And here in America now, 900 years later, we are still the heirs to it.12 So the next morning, the conversation over, one looked it up. The phrase came into use some time in the 16th century. “Queen’s English” is found in Nash’s “Strange Newes of the Intercepting Certaine Letters” in 1593, and in 1602, Dekker wrote of someone, “thou clipst the Kinge’s English.” Is the phrase in Shakespeare? That would be the confirmation that it was in general use. He uses it once, when Mistress Quickly in “The Merry Wives of Windsor” says of her master coming home in a rage, “... here will be an old abusing of God’s patience and the King’s English,” and it rings true.13 One could have expected that it would be about then that the phrase would be coined. After five centuries of growth, o1f tussling with the French of the Normans and the Angevins and the Plantagenets and at last absorbing it, the conquered in the end conquering the conqueror. English had come royally into its own.14 There was a King’s (or Queen’s) English to be proud of. The Elizabethans blew on it as ona dandelion clock, and its seeds multiplied, and floated to the ends of the earth. “The King’s English” was no longer a form of what would now be regarded as racial discrimination.15 Yet there had been something in the remark of the Australian. The phrase has always been used a little pejoratively and even facetiously by the lower classes. One feels that even Mistress Quickly--a servant--is saying that Dr. Caius--her master--will lose his control and speak with the vigor of ordinary folk. If the King’s English is “English as it should be spoken,” the claim is often mocked by the underlings, when they say with a jeer “English as it should be spoke.” The rebellion against a cultural dominance is still there.16 There is always a great danger, as Carlyle put it, that “words will harden into things for us.” Words are not themselves a reality, but only representations of it, and the King’s English, like the Anglo-French of the Normans, is a class representation of reality. Perhaps it is worth trying to speak it, but it should not be laid down as an edict, and made immune to change from below.17 I have an unending love affair with dictionaries-Auden once said that all a writer needs isa pen, plenty of paper and “the best dictionaries he can afford” —but I agree with the person who said that dictionaries are instruments of common sense. The King’s English is a model—a rich and instructive one—but it ought not to be an ultimatum.18 So we may return to my beginning. Even with the most educated and the most literate, theKing’s English slips and slides in conversation. There is no worse conversationalist than the one who punctuates his words as he speaks as if he were writing, or even who tries to use words as if he were composing a piece of prose for print. When E. M. Forster writes of “the sinister corridor of our age,” we sit up at the vividness of the phrase, the force and even terror in the image. But if E. M. Forster sat in our living room and said, “We are all following each other down the sinister corridor of our age,” we would be justified in asking him to leave.19 Great authors are constantly being asked by foolish people to talk as they write. Other people may celebrate the lofty conversations in which the great minds are supposed to have indulged in the great salons of 18th century Paris, but one suspects that the great minds were gossiping and judging the quality of the food and the wine. Henault, then the great president of the First Chamber of the Paris Parlement, complained bitterly of the “terrible sauces” at the salons of Mme. Deffand, and went on to observe that the only difference between her cook and the supreme chef, Brinvilliers, lay in their intentions.20 The one place not to have dictionaries is in a sit ting room or at a dining table. Look the thing up the next morning, but not in the middle of the conversation. Otherwise one will bind the conversation, one will not let it flow freely here and there. There would have been no conversation the other evening if we had been able to settle at one the meaning of “the King’s English.” We would never haye gone to Australia, or leaped back in time to the Norman Conquest.21 And there would have been nothing to think about the next morning. Perhaps above all, one would not have been engaged by interest in the musketeer who raised the subject, wondering more about her. The bother about teaching chimpanzees how to talk is that they will probably try to talk sense and so ruin all conversation.(from The Washington Post, May 6, 1979。

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o Signposts in the SeaIn the dining-saloon I sit at a table with three other men; Laura sits some way off with a married couple and their daughter. I can observe her without her knowing, and this gives me pleasure, for it is as in a moving picture that I can note the grace of her gestures, whether she raises a glass of wine to her lips or turns with a remark to one of her neighbours or takes a cigarette from her case with those slender fingers. I have never had much of an eye for noticing the clothes of women, but I get the impression that Laura is always in grey and white by day, looking cool when other people are flushed and shiny in the tropical heat; in the evening she wears soft rich colours, dark red, olive green, midnight blue, always of the most supple flowing texture. I ventured to say something of the kind to her, when she laughed at my clumsy compliment and said I had better take to writing fashion articles instead of political leaders.The tall Colonel whose name is Dalrymple seems a nice chap. He and I and Laura and a Chinese woman improbably galled Mme Merveille have made up a Bridge-tour and thus beguile ourselves for an hour or so after dinner while others dance on deck. The Colonel, who is not too offensively an Empire-builder, sometimes tries to talk to me about public affairs; he says he used to read me, and is rather charmingly deferential, prefacing his remarks by “Of course it’s not for me to suggest to you…” and then proceeding to tell me exactly how he thinks some topical item of our dome, the or foreign policy should be handled. He is by no means stupid or ill-informed; a little opinionated perhaps, and just about as far to the Right as anybody could go, but I like him, and try not to tease him by putting forward views which would only bring a puzzled look to his face. Besides, I do not want to become involved in discussion. I observe with amusement how totally the concerns of the world, which once absorbed me to the exclusion of all else except an occasional relaxation with poetry or music, have lost interest for me eve to the extent of a bored distaste. Doubtless some instinct impels me gluttonously to cram these the last weeks of my life with the gentler things I never had time for, releasing some suppressed inclination which in fact was always latent. Or maybe Laura’s unwitting influence has called it out.Dismissive as Pharisee, I regarded as moonlings all those whose life was lived on a less practical plane. Protests about damage to natural beauty froze me with contempt, for I believed in progress and could spare no regrets for a lake dammed into hydraulic use for the benefit of an industrial city in the Midlands. And so it was for all things. A hard materialism was my creed, accepted as a law of progress; any ascription of disinterested motives aroused not only my suspicion but my scorn.And now see how I stand, as sentimental and sensitive as any old maid doing water-colour s of sunsets! I once flattered myself that I was an adult man; I now perceive that I am gloriously and adolescently silly. A new Clovis, loving what I have despised, and suffering from calf-love into the bargain, I want my till of beauty before I go. Geographically I did not care and scarcely know where I am. There are no signposts in the sea.The young moon lies on her back tonight as is her habit in the tropics, and as, I think, is suitable if not seemly for a virgin. Not a star but might not shoot down and accept the invitation to become her lover. When all my fellow-passengers have finally dispersed to bed, I creep up again to the deserted deck and slip into the swimming pool and float, no longer what people believe me to be, a middle-aged journalist taking a holiday on an ocean-going liner, but a liberated being, bathed in mythological waters, an Endymion young and strong, with a god for his father and a vision of theworld inspired from Olympus. All weight is lifted from my limbs; 1 am one with the night; I understand the meaning of pantheism. How my friends would laugh if they knew I had come to this! To have discarded , as I believe, all usual frailties , to have become incapable of envy, ambition, malice , the desire to score off my neighbour, to enjoy this purification even as I enjoy the clean voluptuousness of the warm breeze on my skin and the cool support of the water. Thus, I imagine, must the pious feel cleansed on leaving the confessional after the solemnity of absolution.Sometimes Laura and I lean over the taffrail, and that is happiness. It may be by daylight, looking at the sea, rippled with little white ponies, or with no ripples at all but on-ly the lazy satin of blue, marbled at the edge where the passage of our ship has disturbed it. Or it may be at night, when the sky surely seems blacker than ever at home and the stars more golden. I recall a phrase from the diary of a half-literate soldier, “The stars seemed little cuts in the black cover, through which a bright beyond was seen.” Sometimes these untaught scribblers have a way of putting things.The wireless told us today that there is fog all over England.Sometimes we follow a coastline, it may be precipitous bluffs of grey limestone rising sheer out of the sea, or a low-lying arid stretch with miles of white sandy beach, and no sign of habitation, very bleached and barren. These coasts remind me of people; either they are forbidding and unapproachable , or else they present no mystery and show all they have to give at a glance, you feel the country would continue to be flat and featureless however far you penetrated inland. What I like best are the stern cliffs, with ranges of mountains soaring behind them, full of possibilities, peaks to be scaled only by the most daring. What plants of the high altitudes grow unravished among their crags and valleys? So do I let my imagination play over the recesses of Laura’s Character, so austere in the foreground but nurturing what treasures of tenderness, like delicate flowers, for the discovery of the venturesome.My fellow-passengers apparently do not share my admiration.“Drearee sorter cowst,” said an Australian. “Makes you Iong for a bit of green.”Darkness falls, and there is nothing but the intermittent g1eam of a 1iahthouse on a solitary promontory.We rounded just such a cape towards sunset, the most easterly point of a continent, dramatically high and lonely, a great purple mountain overhung by a great purple cloud. The sea had turned to a corresponding dusk of lavender. Aloof and on the top, the yellow 1iaht revolved, steady, warning; I wondered what mortal controlled it, in what must be one of the loneliest, most forbidding spots on Earth. Haunted too, for many wrecks had piled up on the reefs in the past, when there was no beacon to guide them.The Colonel joined us.“How would you care for that man’s job?” he said.“I suppose he gets relieved every so often?”“On the contrary, he refuses ever to leave. He is an Italian, and he has been there for years and years, with a native woman for his only company. Most people would think him crazy, but I must say I find it refreshing to think there are still a few odd fish left in the world.”This is the unexpected kind of remark that makes me like the Colonel; there is a touch of roughpoetry about him. I like also the out-of-the-way information which he imparts from time to time without insistence; he has traveled much, and has used his eyes and kept his ears open. I have discovered also that he knows quite a lot about sea-birds; he puts me right about the different sorts of gull, and tells me very nicely that that couldn’t possibly be an albatross, not in these waters. The albatross, it appears, follows a ship only to a certain latitude and then turns back; it knows how far it should go and no farther. How wise is the albatross! We might all take a lesson from him, knowing the latitude we can permit ourselves. Thus, and no farther, can I foIlow Laura. I suspect also that there is quite a lot of lore stored away in the Colonel’s otherwise not very interesting mind. Laura likes him too, and although I prefer having her to myself I don’t really resent it when he lounges up to make a third.In all this great serenity of ocean it is seldom that we espy so much as another ship; the jolly dolphins and the scratchy little flying-fish have the vast circle all to themselves; the Flying Fish, who has a part with the birds, doubtless are glad to see the last of the monster which bears us into and out of sight. Our wake closes up and we might never have been. But it does happen from time to “Time that an island appears on the horizon, nameless to us and full of mystery, the peak of a submarine mountain range, lonely, unblemished, remote. Does one like islands because one unconsciously appropriates them, a small manageable domain in a large unmanageable world? I cannot tell why it should give me such a queer sensation to reflect that that island has always been there (unless indeed it be no more than the work of the patient coral and will be there still, should I return to find it waiting for me. It is the same sensation as I have experienced in looking at a photograph of, say, some river valley of innermost China, and seen a boulder, and thought that if I could find myself transported to that spot I could touch the reality of that particular piece of rock ... It is there. For me. I could sit on that very boulder. I explain myself badly, and it is not a sensation I could expect anyone save Laura to understand, but of such incommunicable quirks is the private mind made up.Well, the islands. I divert myself by inventing the life upon them, and am amused to find my imagination always turning towards the idyllic. This is the new Edmund Carr with a vengeance. If we have seen a skiff sailing close in shore, I follow the fisherman as he beaches his craft in the little cove and gives a cry like a sea-bird to announce his coming. His woman meets him; they are young, and their skins of a golden-brown; she takes his catch from him. In their plaited hut there is nothing but health and love.One night we passed two islands, steeply humped against faint reflected moonlight; and on each of them, high up, shone a steady yellow gleam.“Not lighthouses.” I said to Laura. “Villages.”We gazed, as the ship slid by and the humps receded into darkness and even the lights were obscured by the shoulder of a hill, never to be seen by us again. So peaceful and secret; so self-contained.One of the ship’s officers joined us, off duty.“Yes,” he said, following our gaze. “‘One of them is a leper colony and the other a penal settlement.”God, is there no escape from suffering and sin?Laura and I amuse ourselves by watching for the green flash which comes at the instant the sundisappears below the line of the horizon. This does not happen every day, for sky must be entirely clear of cloud and clouds seem very liable to gather along the path of the setting sun, but we are as pleased as children when our game succeeds. Laura claps her hands. Only a second does it last, that streak of green light; we wait for it while the red ball, cut in half as though by a knife, sinks to its daily doom . Then come the twilight colours of sea and heaven (we have discovered the fallacy of saying that darkness falls suddenly in these latitudes, at any rate on sea level), the wine pink width of water merging into lawns of aquamarine, and the sky a tender of pink and blue. But the green flash is our chief delight.“creme de menthe ,” says Laura.“Jade,” I say.“Emerald,” says Laura. “Jade is too opaque.”“icious viridian,” I say, not to be outdone.“You always did lose yourself in the pleasure of words.”“Edmund, say green as jealousy and be done with it.”“I have never known the meaning of jealousy.”I am sorry to see the sun go, for one of the pleasures I have discovered is the warmth of his touch on my skin. At home in London I never noticed the weather, unless actually inconvenienced by fog or rain; I had no temptation to take a flying holiday to the South and understood little when people spoke or wrote of sunlight on white walls. Now the indolence of southern latitudes has captured me. I like to see dusky men sitting about doing nothing. I like the footfall of naked feet in the dust, silent as a oat passing. I like turning a corner from the shade of a house into the full torrid glare of an open space. I put my hand on metal railings and snatch it away, burnt. But it is seldom that I go ashore.I would never have believed in the simple bliss of being, day after day, at sea. Our ports of call are few, and when they do occur I resent them. I should like this empty existence to be prolonged beyond calculation. In the ship’s library stands a large globe whose function so far as I am concerned is to reveal the proportion of ocean to the landmasses of the troubled would; the Pacific alone dwarfs all the continents put together. Blue, the colour of peace. And then I like all the small noises of a ship: the faint creaking, as of the saddle-leather to a horseman riding across turf, the slap of a rope, the hiss of sudden spray. I have been exhilarated by two days of storm, but above all I love these long purposeless days in which I shed all that I have ever been.(from o Signposts in the Se a, 1961)。

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高级英语复习资料Ⅰ、Paraphrase（3`×5=15`）①第五课，课后习题1. This dreadful scene makes all human endeavors to advance and improve their lot appear as a ghastly, saddening joke.2. The country itself is pleasant to look at, despite the sooty dirt spread by the innumerable mills in this region.3. The model they followed in building their houses was a brick standing upright. / All the houses they built looked like bricks standing upright.4. These brick-like houses were made of shabby, thin wooden boards and their roofs were narrow and had little slope.5. When the brick is covered with the black soot of the mills it takes on the color of a rotten egg.6. Red brick, even in a steel town, looks quite respectable with the passing of time. / Even in a steel town, old red bricks still appear pleasing to the eye.7. I have given Westmoreland the highest award for ugliness after having done a lot of hard work and research and after continuous praying.8. They show such fantastic and bizarre ugliness that, in looking back, they become almost fiendish and wicked./ When one looks back at these houses whose ugliness is so fantastic and bizarre, one feels they must be the work of the devil himself.9. It is hard to believe that people built such horrible houses just because they did not know what beautiful houses were like.10. People in certain strata of American society seem definitely to hunger after ugly things; while in other less Christian strata, people seem to long for things beautiful.11. These ugly designs, in some way that people cannot understand, satisfy the hidden and unintelligible demands of this type of mind.12. The place where this psychological attitude is found is the United States.②第二课，课后习题1)Serious-looking men were so absorbed in theirconversati on tParaphrasehat they seemed not to pay any attention to the people around them.2)At last the taxi trip came to an end and I sudde nly discovered that I was in front of the gigantic City Hall.3)The traditional floating houses among high modern bui ldings represent the constant struggle between old traditio n and new development./The rather striking picture of traditional floating houses among high,modern buildings r epresents the constant struggle between traditional Japanese culture and the new,western style.4)I suffered from a strong feeling of shame when I t hought of the scene of meeting the mayor of Hiroshima wearing my socks only.5)The few Americans and Germans seemed just as rest rained as1was．6)After three days in Japan one gets quite used to b owing to people as a ritual in greeting and to show gratitude．7)I was on the point of showing my agreement by n odding when I suddenly realized what he meant．His wor ds shocked me out my sad dreamy thinking．8)…and nurses walked by carrying surgical instruments which were nickel plated and even healthy visitors when they see those instruments could not help shivering.．③第六课，课后习题1)Mark Twain is known to most Americans as the aut hor of The Adventures of Tom Sawyer and its sequel H uckleberry Finn,which are generally acknowledged to be his greatest works.Huck Finn is noted for his simple a nd pleasant journey through his boyhood which seems et ernal and Tom Sawyer is famous for his free roam of the country and his adventure in one summer whichseems never to end.The youth and summer are eternal because this is the only age and time we knew the m.They are frozen in that age or season for all read ers.2)In his new profession he could meet people of all kinds.His work on the boat made it possible for him to meet a large variety of people.It is a world of all types of characters.3)All would reappear in his books,written in the colo rful language that he seemed to be able to remember and record as accurately as a phonograph.4)Steamboat decks were filled with people of pioneering spirit(people who explored and prepared the way forothers)and also lawless people or social outcasts such as hustlers,gamblers and thugs.5)He took a horse-drawn public vehicle and went west to Nevada,following the flow of people in the Gold Rush.6)Mark Twain began working hard to became well kno wn locally as a newspaper reporter and humorist.7)Those who came pioneering out west were energetic,courageous and reckless people,because those who stayed at home were slow,dull and lazy people.8)That's typical of California.9)If we relaxed,rested or stayed away from all this crazy struggle for success occasionally and kept the darin gand enterprising spirit,we would be able to remain stro ng and healthy and continue to produce great thinkers. 10)At the end of his life,he lost the last bit of hi s positive view of man and the world.④第四课，课后习题1.“Don’t worry,young man,well do a few things t o outwit the prosecution.”;or“Don’t worry,young m an,we have some clever and unexpected tactics and we will surprise them in the trial.”2.The case had come down upon me unexpectedly and violently;I was suddenly engulfed by the whole affair.3.I was the last one to expect that my case would grow(or develop)into one of the most famous trials i n U.S.History.4.“That’s a completely inappropriate jury,too ignorant and partial .”.5.Today the teachers are put on trial because they te ach scientific theory;soon the newspapers and magazines will not be allowed to express new ideas,to spread knowledge of science.6.“It is doubtful whether man has reasoning power,”said Darrow sarcastically and scornfully.7....accused Bryan of demanding that a life or death struggle be fought between science and religion.8.People had to pay in order to have a look at the ape and to consider carefully whether apes and human s could have a common ancestry.9.Darraow surprised everyone by asking for Bryan as a witness for Scopes which was a brilliant idea.10.Darrow had gotten the best of Bryan,who looked helplessly lost and pitiable as everyone ignored him and rushed past him to congratulate Darrow.When I saw this,I felt very sorry for Bryan.⑤第三课，课后习题1.Ogilvie spat out the words with great contempt and sudden rudeness,throwing away his pretended politeness.2.When they find who killed the mother and the kid and then ran away,they will deal out the maximum punishment,and they will not care who will be punished in this case or what their social position is.3.The Duchess was supported by her arrogance coming from parents of noble families who belonged to the n obility for more than three hundred years.So she did not give in easily.4.The Duchess was a good actress and she appeared so firm about their innocent that,for a brief moment, Ogilvie felt unsure if his assumption about them was right.But the moment was very short and passed quickl y.5.The house detective was in no hurry.He enjoyed hi s cigar and puffed a cloud of blue cigar smoke in a relaxed manner.At the same time,his eyes were fixed disdainfully on the Duchess as if openly daring her to object to his smoking a cigar,as she had done earli er.6.If anybody who stays in this hotel does anything wr ong,improper or unusual,I always get to know about it.There isn’t much that can escape me.7.The Duchess kept firm and tight control of her mind which is working quickly.Here the Duchess is thinking quickly but at the same time keeping her thoughts un der control,not letting them run wild.8.And when they stopped for petrol,as it would be necessary,their speech and manner would reveal their id entity.British English would be particularly noticeable in t he south.9.She mustn’t make any mistakes in her plan,or wa ver in mind and show decision or deal with the situati on carelessly due to small mindedness.In other words, she has to take a big chance,to do something very daring,so she must be bold,resolute and decisive.She has to rise to the occasion.Ⅱ、Vocabulary(1`×15=15`)Ⅲ、General Knowledge【课后注释】（1`×10=10`）Ⅳ、Figures of speech（1`×10=10`）Ⅴ、Ttranslation（30`）Section A (15`) 英译汉[12、4、6]Section B (15`) 汉译英1.敌人向四面八方窜逃。

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Lesson1Face to Face with Hurricane Camille一、词汇短语1.hurricane[]n.a severe tropical cyclone usually with heavy rainsand winds moving a73-136knots飓风sh[]vt.strike against with force or violence猛烈打击：The sleet is lashingthe roof.雨夹雪击打着屋顶。

3.pummel[]v.（用拳头连续）击打：The child pummeled his motherangrily as she carried him home.那孩子因其母带他回家而生气地捶打着母亲。

4.reluctant[]adj.unwilling;disinclined不愿意的，勉强的：Hewas very reluctant to go away.他很不愿意离去。

其名词形式为reluctance。

5.abandon[]vt.a).leave someone who needs or counts on you;leave in the lurch放弃，抛弃：abandon a friend in trouble抛弃处于危难中的朋友；b).to give up by leaving or ceasing to operate or inhabit,especially as a result of danger or other impending threat离弃，丢弃：abandon the ship弃船6.course[]n.a mode of action or behavior品行，行为7.demolish[]vt.to do away with completely;put an end to毁坏，破坏：The fire demolished the town.大火烧毁了这座城镇。

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5. The jockey said he tended to flick horses with the______.a. whip鞭子b. sanctuaryc. cedard. rock•The jockey said he tended to flick horses with the whip.•骑手说他经常会用鞭子抽马。

6. Now and then they heard the______of a heavy truck.a. paneb. roar 呼啸声c. yelld. blast•Now and then they heard the roar of a heavy truck.•他们不时地听到大卡车的轰鸣声。

7. Men came with buckets of water and began to______the flames.• a. whip b. damage c. douse熄灭 d. perish•Men came with buckets of water and began to douse the flames.•人们提来一桶桶水灭火.•8. She sat with her legs______ under her.• a. curled蜷 b. peered c. shifted d. blew•She sat with her legs curled under her.•她盘腿坐着。

•9.He was then ________ face down on the pavement...• A. shuddered战栗的 b. toppled倾斜的 c. propped撑起 d. shoved推倒•He was then shoved face down on the pavement...•接着他被一把推倒，脸朝下趴在了人行道上。

•10. His_________ exterior concealed one of the kindest hearts.•panic b. gruff冷淡的 c. guilty d. awe•His gruff exterior concealed one of the kindest hearts.•他粗暴的外表下藏着一颗非常善良的心。

•11. Our intention was to______the rumours that have surrounded him.•delay b. sprawl蔓延 c. demolish 摧毁 d. depress•Our intention was to demolish the rumours that have surrounded him•我们的目的是要彻底击破围绕他的那些谣言。

•12. A snake can____ itself up or coil around a branch.• a. festoon结彩 b. strip 除去 c. strew散播 d. coil蜷缩• A snake can coil itself up or coil around a branch.•蛇能将身子盘起来,或者盘在树枝上.•13. The boat instantly_____, filled and sank.•lapped b. flew c. tilted 使倾斜 d. hinged依赖•The boat instantly tilted, filled and sank.•船立即倾斜，进了水，然后沉没了。

•14. The ______ person should keep off solid foods and drink plenty of fluids.•depressed b. panic c. afflicted 困扰 d. marooned•The afflicted person should keep off solid foods and drink plenty of fluids.•病人不应吃固体食物而要多喝流质食物。

•15. Chantal was lucky to be able to_______ her career.•reflect b. salvage 拯救 c. delay d. weld 使紧密相连•Chantal was lucky to be able to salvage her career.•尚塔尔能保住她的事业算是走了运。

•16. Spencer waded through the____ of broken chairs and beer bottles.•debris 碎片 b. survival c. ceiling d. roof•Spencer waded through the debris of broken chairs and beer bottles.•斯潘塞艰难地迈过一堆破椅子和碎啤酒瓶。

•17. I staggered and had to_____ at a chair for support...• a. endure b. clutch抓紧 c. rock d. move•I staggered and had to clutch at a chair for support...•我踉踉跄跄地，不得不抓住一把椅子稳住自己。

•18. To make a Halloween ______, you first have to gouge out the inside of the pumpkin.• A. cargo b. lantern灯 c. tank d. pole•To make a Halloween lantern, you first have to gouge out the inside of the pumpkin.•要做一个万圣节灯笼, 你先得挖空这个南瓜。

••Last year, a civil servant was imprisoned for _____ a document to the press...• A. crumbling 坍塌 b. snapping猛地咬住 c. leaking泄露 d. cracking断裂•Last year, a civil servant was imprisoned for leaking a document to the press...•去年，一名公务员因向报界泄露了一份文件而被判入狱。

••Safety glass that won't _____ if it's broken...• A. shatter破碎 b. huddle挤在一起 c. implore d. trail•.safety glass that won't shatter if it's broken...•被打破后也不会碎裂的安全玻璃••The uncollected garbage _______ in city streets...• A. skims b. drags 拖拽 c. topples倾斜 d. mounts登上，积累•The uncollected garbage mounts in city streets...•未收的垃圾在市区街道上越积越多••If something______water or air somewhere, it sends out a sudden, powerful stream of it.• A. sprawls b. blasts爆炸 c. hinges d. bends•Tourists were______ over the rocks looking for the perfect camera angle...• A. coiling b. shuddering c. scrambling攀爬 d. lapping•Tourists were scrambling over the rocks looking for the perfect camera angle...•游客们在正爬上岩石寻找最佳的拍摄角度。