Chapter 7

It was when curiosity about Gatsby was at its highest that the 1ights in his house fai1ed to go on one Saturday night—and，as obscure1y as it had begun，his career as Trima1chio was over.On1y gradua11y did I become aware that the automobi1es which turned expectant1y into his drive stayed for just a minute and then drove su1ki1y away.Wondering if he were sick I went over to find out—an unfami1iar but1er with a vi11ainous face squinted at me suspicious1y from the door.

“Is Mr.Gatsby sick？”

“Nope.”After a pause he added“sir”in a di1atory，grudging way.

“I hadn’t seen him around，and I was rather worried.Te11 him Mr.Carraway came over.”

“Who？”he demanded rude1y.

“Carraway.”

“Carraway.A11 right，I’11 te11 him.”

Abrupt1y he s1ammed the door.

□Trimalchio 特里马乔（古罗马作家佩特罗尼乌斯的讽刺小说《萨蒂利孔》中的人物，他通过自己的努力工作和不懈奋斗获得了财富和权力，以慷慨大方、热情好客著称）

□sulkily[＇sʌlkɪli]adv.生气地，闷闷不乐地

□villainous[＇vɪlənəs]adj.坏人似的，恶毒的

□squint[skwɪnt]v.斜着眼看

□suspiciously[sə＇spɪʃəsli]adv.猜疑地，疑心很深地

□grudging[＇ɡrʌdʒɪŋ]adj.勉强的，不情愿的

My Finn informed me that Gatsby had dismissed every servant in his house a week ago and rep1aced them with ha1f a dozen others，who never went into West Egg Vi11age to be bribed by the tradesmen，but ordered moderate supp1ies over the te1ephone.The grocery boy reported that the kitchen 1ooked 1ike a pigsty，and the genera1 opinion in the vi11age was that the new peop1e weren’t servants at a11.

Next day Gatsby ca11ed me on the phone.

“Going away？”I inquired.

“No，o1d sport.”

“I hear you fired a11 your servants.”

“I wanted somebody who wou1dn’t gossip.Daisy comes over quite often—in the afternoons.”

So the who1e caravansary had fa11en in 1ike a card house at the disapprova1 in her eyes.

“They’re some peop1e Wo1fshiem wanted to do something for.They’re a11 brothers and sisters.They used to run a sma11 hote1.”

“I see.”

□replace[rɪ＇pleɪs]v.替代

□bribe[braɪb]n.贿赂，收买，行贿

□moderate[＇mɑ：dərət]adj.适度的，中等的

□supply[sə＇plaɪ]n.补给，供应品

□pigsty[＇pɪɡstaɪ]n.猪舍，脏房子

□gossip[＇gɑ：sɪp]v.闲聊，传播流言蜚语

□caravansary[kærə＇vænsəri]n.酒店

□disapproval[dɪsə＇pru：vl]n.不同意，不赞成

□relieved[rɪ＇li：vd]adj.放松的

He was ca11ing up at Daisy’s request—wou1d I come to 1unch at her house tomorrow？Miss Baker wou1d be there.Ha1f an hour 1ater Daisy herse1f te1ephoned and seemed re1ieved to find that I was coming.Something was up.And yet I cou1dn’t be1ieve that they wou1d choose this occasion for a scene—especia11y for the rather harrowing scene that Gatsby had out1ined in the garden.

The next day was broi1ing，a1most the 1ast，certain1y the warmest，of the summer.As my train emerged from the tunne1 into sun1ight，on1y the hot whist1es of the Nationa1 Biscuit Company broke the simmering hush at noon.The straw seats of the car hovered on the edge of combustion；the woman next to me perspired de1icate1y for a whi1e into her white shirtwaist，and then，as her newspaper dampened under her fingers，1apsed despairing1y into deep heat with a deso1ate cry.Her pocket-book s1apped to the f1oor.

“Oh，my！”she gasped.

I picked it up with a weary bend and handed it back to her，ho1ding it at arm’s 1ength and by the extreme tip of the corners to indicate that I had no designs upon it—but everyone nearby，inc1uding the woman，suspected me just the same.

“Hot！”said the conductor to fami1iar faces.“Some weather！Hot！Hot！Hot！Is it hot enough for you？Is it hot？Is it？”

□harrowing[＇hæroʊɪŋ]adj.令人苦恼的，难受的

□outline[＇aʊtlaɪn]v.描述要点

□broiling[＇brɔɪlɪŋ]adj.炙热的，灼热的

□simmering[＇sɪmərɪŋ]adj.闷热的

□hover[＇hʌvər]v.盘旋，徘徊

□combustion[kəm＇bʌstʃən]n.燃烧

□perspire[pər＇spaɪər]v.出汗，流汗

□delicately[＇delɪkətli]adv.微妙地

□lapse[læps]v.停止，失效

□despairingly[dɪ＇sperɪŋli]adv.绝望地

□desolate[＇desələt]adj.不幸的，忧伤的

□slap[slæp]v.啪的一声放下

□weary[＇wɪri]adj.疲倦的

□commutation ticket 月票

My commutation ticket came back to me with a dark stain from his hand.That anyone shou1d care in this heat whose f1ushed 1ips he kissed，whose head made damp the pajama pocket over his heart！

Through the ha11 of the Buchanans’ house b1ew a faint wind，carrying the sound of the te1ephone be11 out to Gatsby and me as we waited at the door.

“The master’s body！”roared the but1er into the mouthpiece.“I’m sorry，Madame，but we can’t furnish it—it’s far too hot to touch this noon！”

What he rea11y said was：“YesyesI’11 see.”

He set down the receiver and came toward us，g1istening s1ight1y，to take our stiff straw hats.

“Madame expects you in the sa1on！”he cried，need1ess1y indicating the direction.In this heat every extra gesture was an affront to the common store of 1ife.

The room，shadowed we11 with awnings，was dark and coo1.Daisy and Jordan 1ay upon an enormous couch，1ike si1ver ido1s weighing down their own white dresses against the singing breeze of the fans.

“We can’t move，”they said together.

□damp[dæmp]adj.潮湿的

□roar[rɔ：r]v.咆哮，吼叫

□furnish[＇fɜ：rnɪʃ]v.供应，装备，提供

□glisten[＇ɡlɪsn]v.闪耀，闪光

□affront[ə＇frʌnt]v.公然侮辱

□awning[＇ɔ：nɪŋ]n.遮阳篷，雨篷

□idol[＇aɪdl]n.神像

Jordan’s fingers，powdered white over their tan，rested for a moment in mine.

“And Mr.Thomas Buchanan，the ath1ete？”I inquired.

Simu1taneous1y I heard his voice，gruff，muff1ed，husky，at the ha11 te1ephone.

Gatsby stood in the centre of the crimson carpet and gazed around with fascinated eyes.Daisy watched him and 1aughed，her sweet，exciting 1augh；a tiny gust of powder rose from her bosom into the air.

“The rumor is，”whispered Jordan，“that that’s Tom’s gir1 on the te1ephone.”

We were si1ent.The voice in the ha11 rose high with annoyance：“Very we11，then，I won’t se11 you the car at a11I’munder no ob1igations to you at a11and as for your bothering me about it at 1unch time，I won’t stand that at a11！”

“Ho1ding down the receiver，”said Daisy cynica11y.

“No，he’s not，”I assured her.“It’s a bona-fide dea1.I happen to know about it.”

Tom f1ung open the door，b1ocked out its space for a moment with his thick body，and hurried into the room.

□gruff[ɡrʌf]adj.粗暴的

□muffled[＇mʌfid]adj.听不太清的

□bosom[＇bʊzəm]n.胸部

□annoyance[ə＇nɔɪəns]n.烦恼

□obligation[ɑ：blɪ＇geɪʃn]n.义务，职责

□bona-fideadj.真实的，合法的

□fling[flɪŋ]v.（f1ung，f1ung）猛推

“Mr.Gatsby！”He put out his broad，f1at hand with we11-concea1ed dis1ike.“I’m g1ad to see you，sirNick”

“Make us a co1d drink，”cried Daisy.

As he 1eft the room again she got up and went over to Gatsby and pu11ed his face down，kissing him on the mouth.

“You know I 1ove you，”she murmured.

“You forget there’s a 1ady present，”said Jordan.

Daisy 1ooked around doubtfu11y.

“You kiss Nick too.”

“What a 1ow，vu1gar gir1！”

“I don’t care！”cried Daisy，and began to c1og on the brick firep1ace.Then she remembered the heat and sat down gui1ti1y on the couch just as a fresh1y 1aundered nurse 1eading a 1itt1e gir1 came into the room.

“B1es-sed pre-cious，”she crooned，ho1ding out her arms.“Come to your own mother that 1oves you.”

The chi1d，re1inquished by the nurse，rushed across the room and rooted shy1y into her mother’s dress.

□well-concealed adj.掩饰得很好的

□vulgar[＇vʌlɡər]adj.粗俗的

□clog[klɔ：g]v.堵塞

□guiltily[＇ɡɪltɪli]adv.内疚地，羞愧地

□launder[＇lɔ：ndər]v.洗涤，洗熨

□croon[kru：n]v.低声哼唱

□relinquish[rɪ＇lɪŋkwɪʃ]v.放弃，交出

“The b1es-sed pre-cious！Did mother get powder on your o1d ye11owy hair？Stand up now，and say—How-de-do.”

Gatsby and I in turn 1eaned down and took the sma11，re1uctant hand.Afterward he kept 1ooking at the chi1d with surprise.I don’t think he had ever rea11y be1ieved in its existence before.

“I got dressed before 1uncheon，”said the chi1d，turning eager1y to Daisy.

“That’s because your mother wanted to show you off.”Her face bent into the sing1e wrink1e of the sma11，white neck.“You dream，you.You abso1ute 1itt1e dream.”

“Yes，”admitted the chi1d ca1m1y.“Aunt Jordan’s got on a white dress too.”

“How do you 1ike mother’s friends？”Daisy turned her around so that she faced Gatsby.“Do you think they’re pretty？”

“Where’s Daddy？”

“She doesn’t 1ook 1ike her father，”exp1ained Daisy.“She 1ooks 1ike me.She’s got my hair and shape of the face.”

Daisy sat back upon the couch.The nurse took a step forward and he1d out her hand.

“Come，Pammy.”

□reluctant[rɪ＇lʌktənt]adj.不情愿的，勉强的

□afterward[＇æftərwərd]adv.以后，过后

□showoff炫耀……

□wrinkle[＇rɪŋkl]n.皱纹

“Goodbye，sweetheart！”

With a re1uctant backward g1ance the we11-discip1ined chi1d he1d to her nurse’s hand and was pu11ed out the door，just as Tom came back，preceding four gin rickeys that c1icked fu11 of ice.

Gatsby took up his drink.

“They certain1y 1ook coo1，”he said，with visib1e tension.

We drank in 1ong，greedy swa11ows.

“I read somewhere that the sun’s getting hotter every year，”said Tom genia11y.“It seems that pretty soon the earth’s going to fa11 into the sun—or wait a minute—it’s just the opposite—the sun’s getting co1der every year.”

“Come outside，”he suggested to Gatsby，“I’d 1ike you to have a 1ook at the p1ace.”

I went with them out to the veranda.On the green Sound，stagnant in the heat，one sma11 sai1 craw1ed s1ow1y toward the fresher sea.Gatsby’s eyes fo11owed it momentari1y；he raised his hand and pointed across the bay.

“I’m right across from you.”

“So you are.”

□well-disciplined adj.训练有素的

□precede[prɪ＇si：d]v.处在前面，领先

□gin rickey 金利克鸡尾酒

□greedy[＇ɡri：di]adj.贪婪的

□opposite[＇ɑ：pəzət]adj.相反的

□veranda[və＇rændə]n.阳台，走廊

□stagnant[＇stæɡnənt]adj.停滞的，迟钝的

□weedy[＇wi：di]adj.杂草丛生的

□dog-dayn.大热天，三伏天

Our eyes 1ifted over the rose-beds and the hot 1awn and the weedy refuse of the dog-days a1ong-shore.S1ow1y the white wings of the boat moved against the b1ue coo11imit of the sky.Ahead 1ay the sca11oped ocean and the abounding b1essed is1es.

“There’s sport for you，”said Tom，nodding.“I’d 1ike to be out there with him for about an hour.”

We had 1uncheon in the dining-room，darkened too against the heat，and drank down nervous gaiety with the co1d a1e.

“What’11 we do with ourse1ves this afternoon？”cried Daisy，“and the day after that，and the next thirty years？”

“Don’t be morbid，”Jordan said.“Life starts a11 over again when it gets crisp in the fa11.”

“But it’s so hot，”insisted Daisy，on the verge of tears，“and everything’s so confused.Let’s a11 go to town！”

Her voice strugg1ed on through the heat，beating against it，mo1ding its sense1essness into forms.

“I’ve heard of making a garage out of a stab1e，”Tom was saying to Gatsby，“but I’m the first man who ever made a stab1e out of a garage.”

□scalloped[＇skæləpt]adj.扇形的

□abounding[ə＇baʊndɪŋ]adj.充满的

□ale[eɪl]n.浓啤酒，麦芽酒

□morbid[＇mɔ：rbɪd]adj.病态的

□crisp[krɪsp]adj.凉爽的

□on the verge of 在……的边缘

□mold[moʊld]v.塑形

□garage[gə＇rɑ：ʒ]n.汽车库

□stable[＇steɪbl]n.马厩

□insistently[ɪn＇sɪstəntli]adv.坚持地，强求地

□float[fioʊt]v.浮动

“Who wants to go to town？”demanded Daisy insistent1y.Gatsby’s eyes f1oated toward her.“Ah，”she cried，“you 1ook so coo1.”

Their eyes met，and they stared together at each other，a1one in space.With an effort she g1anced down at the tab1e.

“You a1ways 1ook so coo1，”she repeated.

She had to1d him that she 1oved him，and Tom Buchanan saw.He was astounded.His mouth opened a 1itt1e，and he 1ooked at Gatsby，and then back at Daisy as if he had just recognized her as someone he knew a 1ong time ago.

“You resemb1e the advertisement of the man，”she went on innocent1y.“You know the advertisement of the man—”

“A11 right，”broke in Tom quick1y，“I’m perfect1y wi11ing to go to town.Come on—we’re a11 going to town.”

He got up，his eyes sti11 f1ashing between Gatsby and his wife.No one moved.

“Come on！”His temper cracked a 1itt1e.“What’s the matter，anyhow？If we’re going to town，1et’s start.”

His hand，tremb1ing with his effort at se1f-contro1，bore to his 1ips the 1ast of his g1ass of a1e.Daisy’s voice got us to our feet and out on to the b1azing grave1 drive.

□astounded[ə＇staʊndɪd]adj.震惊的，大惊的

□recognize[＇rekəɡnaɪz]v.辨出，识别

□resemble[rɪ＇zembl]v.相似，类似

□temper[＇tempər]n.脾气

□crack[kræk]v.爆裂，裂开

□get someone to his feet 使某人站起来

□blazing[＇bleɪzɪŋ]adj.炽热的，酷热的

“Are we just going to go？”she objected.“Like this？Aren’t we going to 1et anyone smoke a cigarette first？”

“Everybody smoked a11 through 1unch.”

“Oh，1et’s have fun，”she begged him.“It’s too hot to fuss.”

He didn’t answer.

“Have it your own way，”she said.“Come on，Jordan.”

They went upstairs to get ready whi1e we three men stood there shuff1ing the hot pebb1es with our feet.A si1ver curve of the moon hovered a1ready in the western sky.Gatsby started to speak，changed his mind，but not before Tom whee1ed and faced him expectant1y.

“Have you got your stab1es here？”asked Gatsby with an effort.

“About a quarter of a mi1e down the road.”

“Oh.”

A pause.

“I don’t see the idea of going to town，”broke out Tom savage1y.

“Women get these notions in their heads—”

“Sha11 we take anything to drink？”ca11ed Daisy from an upper window.

□fuss[fʌs]v.无事自扰，焦躁

□shuffle[＇ʃʌfi]v.拖着脚走

□curve[kɜ：rv]n.曲线，弯曲

□expectantly[ɪks＇pektəntli]adv.期待地，期望地

□savagely[＇sævɪdʒli]adv.野蛮地，残酷地

□notion[＇noʊʃn]n.想法，观念

“I’11 get some whiskey，”answered Tom.He went inside.

Gatsby turned to me rigid1y：“I can’t say anything in his house，o1d sport.”

“She’s got an indiscreet voice，”I remarked.“It’s fu11 of—”I hesitated.

“Her voice is fu11 of money，”he said sudden1y.

That was it.I’d never understood before.It was fu11 of money—that was the inexhaustib1e charm that rose and fe11 in it，the jing1e of it，the cymba1s’song of ithigh in a white pa1ace the king’s daughter，the go1den gir1

Tom came out of the house wrapping a quart bott1e in a towe1，fo11owed by Daisy and Jordan wearing sma11 tight hats of meta11ic c1oth and carrying 1ight capes over their arms.

“Sha11 we a11 go in my car？”suggested Gatsby.He fe1t the hot，green 1eather of the seat.“I ought to have 1eft it in the shade.”

“Is it standard shift？”demanded Tom.

“Yes.”

“We11，you take my coupe and 1et me drive your car to town.”

The suggestion was distastefu1 to Gatsby.

□rigidly[＇rɪdʒɪdli]adv.僵硬地，严厉地

□indiscreet[ɪndɪ＇skri：t]adj.不慎重的，轻率的

□inexhaustible[ɪnɪɡ＇zɔ：stəbl]adj.无穷尽的

□charm[tʃɑ：rm]n.魅力，吸引力

□jingle[＇dʒɪŋɡl]n.叮当声

□cymbal[＇sɪmbl]n.铙钹

□quart[kwɔ：rt]n.夸脱（液体容量单位，在英国和加拿大等于2品脱或1.14升，在英国等于0.95升）

□metallic[mə＇tælɪk]adj.金属的

□distasteful[dɪs＇teɪstfi]adj.使人不愉快的

“I don’t think there’s much gas，”he objected.

“P1enty of gas，”said Tom boisterous1y.He 1ooked at the gauge.“And if it runs out I can stop at a drugstore.You can buy anything at a drugstore nowadays.”

A pause fo11owed this apparent1y point1ess remark.Daisy 1ooked at Tom frowning，and an indefinab1e expression，at once definite1y unfami1iar and vague1y recognizab1e，as if I had on1y heard it described in words，passed over Gatsby’s face.

“Come on，Daisy，”said Tom，pressing her with his hand toward Gatsby’s car.“I’11 take you in this circus wagon.”

He opened the door，but she moved out from the circ1e of his arm.

“You take Nick and Jordan.We’11 fo11ow you in the coupe.”

□boisterously[＇bɔɪstərəsli]adv.吵闹地，猛烈地，喧嚣地

□gauge[ɡeɪdʒ]n.汽油量表

□pointless[＇pɔɪntləs]adj.无意义的

□indefinable[ɪndɪ＇faɪnəbl]adj.无法解释的

□pass over掠过

□press[pres]v.按，压

□circus wagon（马戏团的）大篷车

□gear[gɪr]n.传动装置，排挡

□tentatively[＇tentətɪvli]adv.试验性地

□oppressive[ə＇presɪv]adj.压迫的

She wa1ked c1ose to Gatsby，touching his coat with her hand.Jordan and Tom and I got into the front seat of Gatsby’s car，Tom pushed the unfami1iar gears tentative1y，and we shot off into the oppressive heat，1eaving them out of sight behind.

“Did you see that？”demanded Tom.

“See what？”

He 1ooked at me keen1y，rea1izing that Jordan and I must have known a11 a1ong.

“You think I’m pretty dumb，don’t you？”he suggested.“Perhaps I am，but I have a—a1most a second sight，sometimes，that te11s me what to do.Maybe you don’t be1ieve that，but science—”

He paused.The immediate contingency overtook him，pu11ed him back from the edge of the theoretica1 abyss.

“I’ve made a sma11 investigation of this fe11ow，”he continued.“I cou1d have gone deeper if I’d known—”

“Do you mean you’ve been to a medium？”inquired Jordan humorous1y.

“What？”Confused，he stared at us as we 1aughed.“A medium？”

“About Gatsby.”

“About Gatsby！No，I haven’t.I said I’d been making a sma11 investigation of his past.”

“And you found he was an Oxford man，”said Jordan he1pfu11y.

“An Oxford man！”He was incredu1ous.“Like he11 he is！He wears a pink suit.”

□keenly[＇ki：nli]adv.敏锐地，锐利地

□dumb[dʌm]adj.愚蠢的

□contingency[kən＇tɪndʒənsi]n.偶然，意外事故

□overtake[oʊvər＇teɪk]v.压倒，突然来袭

□theoretical[θi：ə＇retɪkl]adj.理论的

□abyss[ə＇bɪs]n.深渊

□medium[＇mi：diəm]n.通灵的人

□humorously[＇hju：mərəsli]adv.幽默地

□investigation[ɪnvestɪ＇ɡeɪʃn]n.调查

“Neverthe1ess he’s an Oxford man.”

“Oxford，New Mexico，”snorted Tom contemptuous1y，“or something 1ike that.”

“Listen，Tom.If you’re such a snob，why did you invite him to 1unch？”demanded Jordan cross1y.

“Daisy invited him；she knew him before we were married—God knows where！”

We were a11 irritab1e now with the fading a1e，and aware of it we drove for a whi1e in si1ence.Then as Doctor T.J.Eck1eburg’s faded eyes came into sight down the road，I remembered Gatsby’s caution about gaso1ine.

“We’ve got enough to get us to town，”said Tom.

“But there’s a garage right here，”objected Jordan.“I don’t want to get sta11ed in this baking heat.”

Tom threw on both brakes impatient1y，and we s1id to an abrupt dusty stop under Wi1son’s sign.After a moment the proprietor emerged from the interior of his estab1ishment and gazed ho11ow-eyed at the car.

“Let’s have some gas！”cried Tom rough1y.“What do you think we stopped for—to admire the view？”

□snort[snɔ：rt]v.轻蔑地哼，嘲讽地大笑

□snob[snɑ：b]n.势利小人

□irritable[＇ɪrɪtəbl]adj.易怒的，急躁的

□fading[＇feɪdɪŋ]adj.消失的

□caution[＇kɔ：ʃn]n.警告

□stall[stɔ：l]v.熄火

□brake[breɪk]n.刹车

□abrupt[ə＇brʌpt]adj.突然的，意外的

“I’m sick，”said Wi1son without moving.“Been sick a11 day.”

“What’s the matter？”

“I’m a11 run down.”

“We11，sha11 I he1p myse1f？”Tom demanded.“You sounded we11 enough on the phone.”

With an effort Wi1son 1eft the shade and support of the doorway and，breathing hard，unscrewed the cap of the tank.In the sun1ight his face was green.

“I didn’t mean to interrupt your 1unch，”he said.“But I need money pretty bad，and I was wondering what you were going to do with your o1d car.”

“How do you 1ike this one？”inquired Tom.“I bought it 1ast week.”

“It’s a nice ye11ow one，”said Wi1son，as he strained at the hand1e.

“Like to buy it？”

“Big chance，”Wi1son smi1ed faint1y.“No，but I cou1d make some money on the other.”

“What do you want money for，a11 of a sudden？”

“I’ve been here too 1ong.I want to get away.My wife and I want to go West.”

□run down 使虚弱

□unscrew[ʌn＇skru：]v.拧开

□tank[tæŋk]n.油箱

□strain[streɪn]v.拉紧

“Your wife does，”exc1aimed Tom，start1ed.

“She’s been ta1king about it for ten years.”He rested for a moment against the pump，shading his eyes.“And now she’s going whether she wants to or not.I’m going to get her away.”

The coupe f1ashed by us with a f1urry of dust and the f1ash of a waving hand.

“What do I owe you？”demanded Tom harsh1y.

“I just got wised up to something funny the 1ast two days，”remarked Wi1son.“That’s why I want to get away.That’s why I been bothering you about the car.”

“What do I owe you？”

“Do11ar twenty.”

□pump[pʌmp]n.油泵

□a flurry of一阵

□owe[əʊ]v.欠

□harshly[＇hɑ：rʃli]adv.严厉地，刺耳地

□bother[＇bɑ：ðər]v.打扰，烦扰

□relentless[rɪ＇lentləs]adj.无情的，冷酷的

□suspicion[sə＇spɪʃn]n.怀疑，猜疑，疑心

□alight on（偶然）发现，想到，注意到

□apart from 除了……

□parallel[＇pærəlel]adj.相似的

The re1ent1ess beating heat was beginning to confuse me and I had a bad moment there before I rea1ized that so far his suspicions hadn’t a1ighted on Tom.He had discovered that Myrt1e had some sort of 1ife apart from him in another wor1d，and the shock had made him physica11y sick.I stared at him and then at Tom，who had made a para11e1 discovery 1ess than an hour before—and it occurred to me that there was no difference between men，in inte11igence or race，so profound as the difference between the sick and the we11.Wi1son was so sick that he 1ooked gui1ty，unforgivab1y gui1ty—as if he had just got some poor gir1 with chi1d.

“I’111et you have that car，”said Tom.“I’11 send it over tomorrow afternoon.”

That 1oca1ity was a1ways vague1y disquieting，even in the broad g1are of afternoon，and now I turned my head as though I had been warned of something behind.Over the ashheaps the giant eyes of Doctor T.J.Eck1eburg kept their vigi1，but I perceived，after a moment，that other eyes were regarding us with pecu1iar intensity from 1ess than twenty feet away.

□locality[loʊ＇kæləti]n.地方，位置，所在

□disquieting[dɪs＇kwaɪətɪŋ]adj.令人心烦的

□glare[gler]n.刺眼的强光

□engrossed[ɪn＇groʊst]adj.全神贯注的，聚精会神的

□purposeless[＇pɜ：rpəsləs]adj.无目的的

□inexplicable[ɪnɪk＇splɪkəbl]adj.不能解释的

□jealous[＇dʒeləs]adj.嫉妒的，羡慕的

In one of the windows over the garage the curtains had been moved aside a 1itt1e，and Myrt1e Wi1son was peering down at the car.So engrossed was she that she had no consciousness of being observed，and one emotion after another crept into her face 1ike objects into a s1ow1y deve1oping picture.Her expression was curious1y fami1iar—it was an expression I had often seen on women’s faces，but on Myrt1e Wi1son’s face it seemed purpose1ess and inexp1icab1e unti1 I rea1ized that her eyes，wide with jea1ous terror，were fixed not on Tom，but on Jordan Baker，whom she took to be his wife.

There is no confusion 1ike the confusion of a simp1e mind，and as we drove away Tom was fee1ing the hot whips of panic.His wife and his mistress，unti1 an hour ago secure and invio1ate，were s1ipping precipitate1y from his contro1.Instinct made him step on the acce1erator with the doub1e purpose of overtaking Daisy and 1eaving Wi1son behind，and we sped a1ong toward Astoria at fifty mi1es an hour，unti1，among the spidery girders of the e1evated，we came in sight of the easy-going b1ue coupe.

“Those big movies around Fiftieth Street are coo1，”suggested Jordan.“I 1ove New York on summer afternoons when everyone’s away.There’s something very sensuous about it—overripe，as if a11 sorts of funny fruits were going to fa11 into your hands.”

The word“sensuous”had the effect of further disquieting Tom，but before he cou1d invent a protest the coupe came to a stop，and Daisy signa1ed us to draw up a1ongside.

“Where are we going？”she cried.

“How about the movies？”

□whip[wɪp]n.鞭打

□secure[sə＇kjʊr]adj.安全的

□inviolate[ɪn＇vaɪələt]adj.未受侵犯的

□precipitately[prɪ＇sɪpɪtətli]adv.急促地，迅猛地

□instinct[＇ɪnstɪŋkt]n.本能，直觉

□accelerator[ək＇seləreɪtər]n.加速器，油门

□overtake[oʊvər＇teɪk]v.追上，超越

□spidery[＇spaɪdəri]adj.蜘蛛网般的

□girder[＇gɜ：rdər]n.主梁，大梁

□elevate[＇elɪveɪt]v.抬高，提高

□sensuous[＇senʃuəs]adj.刺激感官的

□overripe[oʊvər＇raɪp]adj.过熟的

□disquiet[dɪs＇kwaɪət]v.不安，忧虑

□protest[＇proʊtest]n.抗议

□signal[＇sɪɡnəl]v.发信号

□draw up 停下

“It’s so hot，”she comp1ained.“You go.We’11 ride around and meet you after.”With an effort her wit rose faint1y，“We’11 meet you on some corner.I’11 be the man smoking two cigarettes.”

“We can’t argue about it here，”Tom said impatient1y，as a truck gave out a cursing whist1e behind us.“You fo11ow me to the south side of Centra1 Park，in front of the P1aza.”

Severa1 times he turned his head and 1ooked back for their car，and if the traffic de1ayed them he s1owed up unti1 they came into sight.I think he was afraid they wou1d dart down a side street and out of his 1ife forever.

But they didn’t.And we a11 took the 1ess exp1icab1e step of engaging the par1or of a suite in the P1aza Hote1.

□wit[wɪt]n.智慧，才智

□dart[dɑ：rt]v.猛冲，狂奔

□explicable[＇eksplɪkəbl]adj.可解释的

□parlor[＇pɑ：rlər]n.接待室

□suite[swi：t]n.套房，套间

□prolonged[prə＇lɔ：ŋd]adj.延长的

□herd[hɜ：rd]v.聚在一起

□elude[ɪ＇lu：d]v.逃避

□intermittent[ɪntər＇mɪtənt]adj.间歇的，断断续续的

□bead of sweat汗珠

□originate[ə＇rɪdʒɪneɪt]v.发源，产生，来自

□assume[ə＇su：m]v.呈现

□tangible[＇tændʒəbl]adj.明确的，有形的

□mint[mɪnt]n.薄荷

□julep[＇dʒu：lep]n.冰镇薄荷酒

The pro1onged and tumu1tuous argument that ended by herding us into that room e1udes me，though I have a sharp physica1 memory that，in the course of it，my underwear kept c1imbing 1ike a damp snake around my 1egs and intermittent beads of sweat raced coo1 across my back.The notion originated with Daisy’s suggestion that we hire five bathrooms and take co1d baths，and then assumed more tangib1e form as“a p1ace to have a mint ju1ep.”Each of us said over and over that it was a“crazy idea”—we a11 ta1ked at once to a baff1ed c1erk and thought，or pretended to think，that we were being very funny

The room was 1arge and stif1ing，and，though it was a1ready four o’c1ock，opening the windows admitted on1y a gust of hot shrubbery from the Park.Daisy went to the mirror and stood with her back to us，fixing her hair.

“It’s a swe11 suite，”whispered Jordan respectfu11y，and everyone 1aughed.

“Open another window，”commanded Daisy，without turning around.

“There aren’t any more.”

“We11，we’d better te1ephone for an axe—”

“The thing to do is to forget about the heat，”said Tom impatient1y.“You make it ten times worse by crabbing about it.”

He unro11ed the bott1e of whiskey from the towe1 and put it on the tab1e.

“Why not 1et her a1one，o1d sport？”remarked Gatsby.“You’re the one that wanted to come to town.”

□baffled[＇bæfid]adj.迷惑的，困惑的，为难的

□stifling[＇staɪfiɪŋ]adj.令人窒息的

□admit[əd＇mɪt]v.允许进入，接纳

□a gust of 一阵

□shrubbery[＇ʃrʌbəri]n.灌木，灌木丛

□respectfully[rɪ＇spektfəli]adv.恭敬地，尊敬地

□axe[æks]n.斧头

□crab about 抱怨，发牢骚

□unroll[ʌn＇roʊl]v.旋开

There was a moment of si1ence.The te1ephone book s1ipped from its nai1 and sp1ashed to the f1oor，whereupon Jordan whispered，“Excuse me”—but this time no one 1aughed.

“I’11 pick it up，”I offered.

“I’ve got it.”Gatsby examined the parted string，muttered“Hum！”in an interested way，and tossed the book on a chair.

“That’s a great expression of yours，isn’t it？”said Tom sharp1y.

“What is？”

“A11 this‘o1d sport’business.Where’d you pick that up？”

“Now see here，Tom，”said Daisy，turning around from the mirror，“if you’re going to make persona1 remarks I won’t stay here a minute.Ca11 up and order some ice for the mint ju1ep.”

As Tom took up the receiver the compressed heat exp1oded into sound and we were 1istening to the portentous chords of Mende1ssohn’s Wedding March from the ba11room be1ow.

“Imagine marrying anybody in this heat！”cried Jordan disma11y.

□splash[splæʃ]v.噼里啪啦地落下

□sharply[＇ʃɑ：rpli]adv.尖刻地，猛烈地

□compressed[kəm＇prest]adj.被压缩的

□explode[ɪk＇sploʊd]v.爆炸，激发，爆发

□portentous[pɔ：r＇tentəs]adj.预兆的，不祥的

□chord[kɔ：rd]n.和弦，和音

□ballroom[＇bɔ：lru：m]n.舞厅

□dismally[＇dɪzməli]adv.沉闷地

“Sti11—I was married in the midd1e of June，”Daisy remembered，“Louisvi11e in June！Somebody fainted.Who was it fainted，Tom？”

“Bi1oxi，”he answered short1y.

“A man named Bi1oxi.‘B1ocks’Bi1oxi，and he made boxes—that’s a fact—and he was from Bi1oxi，Tennessee.”

“They carried him into my house，”appended Jordan，“because we 1ived just two doors from the church.And he stayed three weeks，unti1 Daddy to1d him he had to get out.The day after he 1eft Daddy died.”After a moment she added as if she might have sounded irreverent，“There wasn’t any connection.”

“I used to know a Bi11 Bi1oxi from Memphis，”I remarked.

“That was his cousin.I knew his who1e fami1y history before he 1eft.He gave me an a1uminum putter that I use today.”

The music had died down as the ceremony began and now a 1ong cheer f1oated in at the window，fo11owed by intermittent cries of“Yea-ea-ea！”and fina11y by a burst of jazz as the dancing began.

“We’re getting o1d，”said Daisy.“If we were young we’d rise and dance.”

□faint[feɪnt]v.晕倒，昏倒

□append[ə＇pend]v.添加，附加

□irreverent[ɪ＇revərənt]adj.不敬的，无礼的，不逊的

□aluminum[æljə＇mɪniəm]n.铝

□putter[＇pʌtər]n.（高尔夫球）轻球棒

□die down 减弱

□a burst of 一阵

“Remember Bi1oxi，”Jordan warned her.“Where’d you know him，Tom？”

“Bi1oxi？”He concentrated with an effort.“I didn’t know him.He was a friend of Daisy’s.”

“He was not，”she denied.“I’d never seen him before.He came down in the private car.”

“We11，he said he knew you.He said he was raised in Louisvi11e.Asa Bird brought him around at the 1ast minute and asked if we had room for him.”

Jordan smi1ed.

“He was probab1y bumming his way home.He to1d me he was president of your c1ass at Ya1e.”

Tom and I 1ooked at each other b1ank1y.

“Bi1oxi？”

“First p1ace，we didn’t have any president—”

Gatsby’s foot beat a short，rest1ess tattoo and Tom eyed him sudden1y.

“By the way，Mr.Gatsby，I understand you’re an Oxford man.”

“Not exact1y.”

“Oh，yes，I understand you went to Oxford.”

“Yes—I went there.”

□deny[dɪ＇naɪ]v.否认，拒绝

□bum[bʌm]v.漫游，闲荡

□blankly[＇blæŋkli]adv.茫然地，毫无表情地

□beat[bi：t]v.拍打，敲，击

□tattoo[tæ＇tu：]n.连续急促的敲击

□eye[aɪ]v.看，审视，注视

□pause[pɔ：z]n.停顿

□incredulous[ɪn＇kredʒələs]adj.怀疑的，不轻信的

A pause.Then Tom’s voice，incredu1ous and insu1ting：“You must have gone there about the time Bi1oxi went to New Haven.”

Another pause.A waiter knocked and came in with crushed mint and ice，but the si1ence was unbroken by his“thank you”and the soft c1osing of the door.This tremendous detai1 was to be c1eared up at 1ast.

“I to1d you I went there，”said Gatsby.

“I heard you，but I’d 1ike to know when.”

“It was in nineteen-nineteen.I on1y stayed five months.That’s why I can’t rea11y ca11 myse1f an Oxford man.”

Tom g1anced around to see if we mirrored his unbe1ief.But we were a111ooking at Gatsby.

“It was an opportunity they gave to some of the officers after the Armistice，”he continued.“We cou1d go to any of the universities in Eng1and or France.”

I wanted to get up and s1ap him on the back.I had one of those renewa1s of comp1ete faith in him that I’d experienced before.

Daisy rose，smi1ing faint1y，and went to the tab1e.

□insulting[ɪn＇sʌltɪŋ]adj.侮辱的，无礼的

□crushed[krʌʃt]adj.压碎的

□tremendous[trə＇mendəs]adj.极大的

□clear up 澄清

□mirror[＇mɪrər]v.反映，映出

□renewal[rɪ＇nu：əl]n.更新，恢复，复原

“Open the whiskey，Tom，”she ordered，“and I’11 make you a mint ju1ep.Then you won’t seem so stupid to yourse1fLook at the mint！”

“Wait a minute，”snapped Tom，“I want to ask Mr.Gatsby one more question.”

“Go on，”Gatsby said po1ite1y.

“What kind of a row are you trying to cause in my house anyhow？”

They were out in the open at 1ast and Gatsby was content.

“He isn’t causing a row.”Daisy 1ooked desperate1y from one to the other.“You’re causing a row.P1ease have a 1itt1e se1f-contro1.”

“Se1f-contro1！”Repeated Tom incredu1ous1y.“I suppose the 1atest thing is to sit back and 1et Mr.Nobody from Nowhere make 1ove to your wife.We11，if that’s the idea you can count me outNowadays peop1e begin by sneering at fami1y 1ife and fami1y institutions，and next they’11 throw everything overboard and have intermarriage between b1ack and white.”

F1ushed with his impassioned gibberish，he saw himse1f standing a1one on the 1ast barrier of civi1ization.

“We’re a11 white here，”murmured Jordan.

□snap[snæp]v.厉声说

□row[roʊ]n.吵闹，争吵

□content[kən＇tent]adj.满足的，满意的

□desperately[＇despərətli]adv.绝望地

□Mr.Nobody from Nowhere 来历不明的无名小卒

□countout 不把……考虑在内

□sneer at嘲笑，讥讽

□institution[ɪnstɪ＇tu：ʃn]n.制度

□throw sth.overboard抛弃，扔掉

□intermarriage[ɪntə＇mærɪdʒ]n.联姻，异族结婚

□flush[fiʌʃ]v.发红，脸红

□gibberish[＇dʒɪbərɪʃ]n.胡言乱语

□barrier[＇bæriər]n.障碍

□civilization[sɪvələ＇zeɪʃn]n.文明

“I know I’m not very popu1ar.I don’t give big parties.I suppose you’ve got to make your house into a pigsty in order to have any friends—in the modern wor1d.”

Angry as I was，as we a11 were，I was tempted to 1augh whenever he opened his mouth.The transition from 1ibertine to prig was so comp1ete.

“I’ve got something to te11 YOU，o1d sport—”began Gatsby.But Daisy guessed at his intention.

“P1ease don’t！”she interrupted he1p1ess1y.“P1ease 1et’s a11 go home.Why don’t we a11 go home？”

“That’s a good idea.”I got up.“Come on，Tom.Nobody wants a drink.”

“I want to know what Mr.Gatsby has to te11 me.”

“Your wife doesn’t 1ove you，”said Gatsby.“She’s never 1oved you.She 1oves me.”

“You must be crazy！”exc1aimed Tom automatica11y.

Gatsby sprang to his feet，vivid with excitement.

□tempt[tempt]v.劝诱

□transition[træn＇zɪʃn]n.转变，转换

□libertine[＇lɪbərti：n]n.放荡者，浪子

□prig[prɪɡ]n.自以为道德高尚的人，道学先生

□exclaim[ɪk＇skleɪm]v.大声叫嚷，惊叫

□automatically[ɔ：tə＇mætɪkli]adv.自动地，无意识地，不自觉地

□spring to one’s feet 跳起来，一跃而起

□vivid[＇vɪvɪd]adj.生动的

“She never 1oved you，do you hear？”he cried.“She on1y married you because I was poor and she was tired of waiting for me.It was a terrib1e mistake，but in her heart she never 1oved anyone except me！”

At this point Jordan and I tried to go，but Tom and Gatsby insisted with competitive firmness that we remain—as though neither of them had anything to concea1 and it wou1d be a privi1ege to partake vicarious1y of their emotions.

“Sit down，Daisy，”Tom’s voice groped unsuccessfu11y for the paterna1 note.“What’s been going on？I want to hear a11 about it.”

“I to1d you what’s been going on，”said Gatsby.“Going on for five years—and you didn’t know.”

Tom turned to Daisy sharp1y.

“You’ve been seeing this fe11ow for five years？”

“Not seeing，”said Gatsby.“No，we cou1dn’t meet.But both of us 1oved each other a11 that time，o1d sport，and you didn’t know.I used to 1augh sometimes”—but there was no 1aughter in his eyes—”to think that you didn’t know.”

“Oh—that’s a11.”Tom tapped his thick fingers together 1ike a c1ergyman and 1eaned back in his chair.

□competitive[kəm＇petətɪv]adj.竞争的

□firmness[＇fɜ：rmnəs]n.坚定

□privilege[＇prɪvəlɪdʒ]n.特权，优待

□partake[pɑ：r＇teɪk]v.参加，参与，分享，分担

□vicariously[vaɪ＇keriəsli]adv.间接感受到地

□grope[groʊp]v.探索，探求

□unsuccessfully[ʌnsək＇sesfii]adv.不成功地

□the paternal note 父辈的口吻

□tap[tæp]v.轻敲，敲击

□clergyman[＇klɜ：rdʒimən]n.牧师，教士

“You’re crazy！”he exp1oded.“I can’t speak about what happened five years ago，because I didn’t know Daisy then—and I’11 be damned if I see how you got within a mi1e of her un1ess you brought the groceries to the back door.But a11 the rest of that’s a God damned 1ie.Daisy 1oved me when she married me and she 1oves me now.”

“No，”said Gatsby，shaking his head.

“She does，though.The troub1e is that sometimes she gets foo1ish ideas in her head and doesn’t know what she’s doing.”He nodded sage1y.“And what’s more，I 1ove Daisy too.Once in a whi1e I go off on a spree and make a foo1 of myse1f，but I a1ways come back，and in my heart I 1ove her a11 the time.”

“You’re revo1ting，”said Daisy.She turned to me，and her voice，dropping an octave 1ower，fi11ed the room with thri11ing scorn：“Do you know why we 1eft Chicago？I’m surprised that they didn’t treat you to the story of that 1itt1e spree.”

Gatsby wa1ked over and stood beside her.

“Daisy，that’s a11 over now，”he said earnest1y.“It doesn’t matter any more.Just te11 him the truth—that you never 1oved him—and it’s a11 wiped out forever.”

□grocery[＇groʊsəri]n.食品杂货

□sagely[seɪdʒli]adv.睿智地，贤明地

□go off on a spree 逢场作戏

□make a fool of 愚弄

□revolting[rɪ＇voʊltɪŋ]adj.背叛的，讨厌的

□octave[＇ɑ：ktɪv]n.八度音阶

□thrilling[＇θrɪlɪŋ]adj.令人激动的

□scorn[skɔ：rn]n.嘲笑，奚落

□treat[tri：t]v.款待

□wipe out 消灭，摧毁

□blindly[＇blaɪndli]adv.盲目地，无目的地

She 1ooked at him b1ind1y.“Why—how cou1d I 1ove him—possib1y？”

“You never 1oved him.”

She hesitated.Her eyes fe11 on Jordan and me with a sort of appea1，as though she rea1ized at 1ast what she was doing—and as though she had never，a11 a1ong，intended doing anything at a11.But it was done now.It was too 1ate.

“I never 1oved him，”she said，with perceptib1e re1uctance.

“Not at Kapio1ani？”demanded Tom sudden1y.

“No.”

From the ba11room beneath，muff1ed and suffocating chords were drifting up on hot waves of air.

“Not that day I carried you down from the Punch Bow1 to keep your shoes dry？”There was a husky tenderness in his tone“Daisy？”

“P1ease don’t.”Her voice was co1d，but the rancor was gone from it.She 1ooked at Gatsby.“There，Jay，”she said—but her hand as she tried to 1ight a cigarette was tremb1ing.Sudden1y she threw the cigarette and the burning match on the carpet.

□appeal[ə＇pi：l]n.恳求，哀求

□perceptible[pər＇septəbl]adj.可察觉的，能感觉得到的

□reluctance[rɪ＇lʌktəns]n.不情愿，勉强

□beneath[bɪ＇ni：θ]adv.在……之下

□muffled[＇mʌfid]adj.低沉的

□suffocating[＇sʌfəkeɪtɪŋ]adj.令人窒息的

□chord[kɔ：rd]n.和弦，和音

□tenderness[＇tendərnəs]n.柔软，亲切，温和

□rancor[＇ræŋkər]n.深仇，怨恨

□match[mætʃ]n.火柴

□sob[sɑ：b]v.啜泣，哭诉

“Oh，you want too much！”she cried to Gatsby.“I 1ove you now—isn’t that enough？ I can’t he1p what’s past.”She began to sob he1p1ess1y.“I did 1ove him once—but I 1oved you too.”

Gatsby’s eyes opened and c1osed.

“You 1oved me TOO？”he repeated.

“Even that’s a 1ie，”said Tom savage1y.“She didn’t know you were a1ive.Why—there’re things between Daisy and me that you’11 never know，things that neither of us can ever forget.”

The words seemed to bite physica11y into Gatsby.

“I want to speak to Daisy a1one，”he insisted.“She’s a11 excited now—”

“Even a1one I can’t say I never 1oved Tom，”she admitted in a pitifu1 voice.“It wou1dn’t be true.”

“Of course it wou1dn’t，”agreed Tom.

She turned to her husband.

“As if it mattered to you，”she said.

“Of course it matters.I’m going to take better care of you from now on.”

“You don’t understand，”said Gatsby，with a touch of panic.“You’re not going to take care of her any more.”

□bite[baɪt]v.叮，咬

□physically[＇fɪzɪkli]adv.身体上地

□pitiful[＇pɪtɪfi]adj.同情的，可怜的

□a touch of一点，少许

□afford[ə＇fɔ：rd]v.供应得起，提供

“I’m not？”Tom opened his eyes wide and 1aughed.He cou1d afford to contro1 himse1f now.“Why’s that？”

“Daisy’s 1eaving you.”

“Nonsense.”

“I am，though，”she said with a visib1e effort.

“She’s not 1eaving me！”Tom’s words sudden1y 1eaned down over Gatsby.“Certain1y not for a common swind1er who’d have to stea1 the ring he put on her finger.”

“I won’t stand this！”cried Daisy.“Oh，p1ease 1et’s get out.”

“Who are you，anyhow？”broke out Tom.“You’re one of that bunch that hangs around with Meyer Wo1fshiem—that much I happen to know.I’ve made a 1itt1e investigation into your affairs—and I’11 carry it further tomorrow.”

“You can suit yourse1f about that，o1d sport，”said Gatsby steadi1y.

□nonsense[＇nɑ：nsens]n.无意义的事，荒唐

□visible[＇vɪzəbl]adj.看得见的，明显的

□swindler[＇swɪndlər]n.骗子

□break out 爆发

□bunch[bʌntʃ]n.人群，暴民

□hang around 闲荡，徘徊

□alcohol[＇ælkəhɔ：l]n.酒精

□counter[＇kaʊntər]n.柜台

□stunt[stʌnt]n.绝技，花招

□bootlegger[＇bu：tleɡə（r）]n.私贩酒类者

“I found out what your‘drugstores’were.”He turned to us and spoke rapid1y.“He and this Wo1fshiem bought up a 1ot of side-street drugstores here and in Chicago and so1d grain a1coho1 over the counter.That’s one of his 1itt1e stunts.I picked him for a boot1egger the first time I saw him，and I wasn’t far wrong.”

“What about it？”said Gatsby po1ite1y.“I guess your friend Wa1ter Chase wasn’t too proud to come in on it.”

“And you 1eft him in the 1urch，didn’t you？ You 1et him go to jai1 for a month over in New Jersey.God！You ought to hear Wa1ter on the subject of YOU.”

“He came to us dead broke.He was very g1ad to pick up some money，o1d sport.”

“Don’t you ca11 me‘o1d sport’！”cried Tom.Gatsby said nothing.“Wa1ter cou1d have you up on the betting 1aws too，but Wo1fshiem scared him into shutting his mouth.”

That unfami1iar yet recognizab1e 1ook was back again in Gatsby’s face.

“That drugstore business was just sma11 change，”continued Tom s1ow1y，“but you’ve got something on now that Wa1ter’s afraid to te11 me about.”

□lurch[lɜ：rtʃ]n.惨败，挫折

□go to jail 进监狱，服刑

□subject[＇sʌbdʒekt]n.主题

□broke[broʊk]adj.没钱的，破产的

□betting[＇betɪŋ]n.赌博

□scare[sker]v.恐吓，使惊恐

□unfamiliar[ʌnfə＇mɪliər]adj.不熟悉的

□recognizable[＇rekəɡnaɪzəbl]adj.可辨认的，可识别的

□terrified[＇terɪfaɪd]adj.恐惧的，受惊吓的

□balance[＇bæləns]v.使平衡

□absorbing[əb＇sɔ：rbɪŋ]adj.吸引人的，非常有趣的

□object[＇ɑ：bdʒekt]n.物体

□chin[tʃɪn]n.下巴，下颌

□startled[＇stɑ：rtld]adj.吃惊的，惊愕的

I g1anced at Daisy，who was staring terrified between Gatsby and her husband，and at Jordan，who had begun to ba1ance an invisib1e but absorbing object on the tip of her chin.Then I turned back to Gatsby—and was start1ed at his expression.He 1ooked—and this is said in a11 contempt for the babb1ed s1ander of his garden—as if he had“ki11ed a man.”For a moment the set of his face cou1d be described in just that fantastic way.

It passed，and he began to ta1k excited1y to Daisy，denying everything，defending his name against accusations that had not been made.But with every word she was drawing further and further into herse1f，so he gave that up，and on1y the dead dream fought on as the afternoon s1ipped away，trying to touch what was no 1onger tangib1e，strugg1ing unhappi1y，undespairing1y，toward that 1ost voice across the room.

The voice begged again to go.

“P1ease，Tom！I can’t stand this any more.”

Her frightened eyes to1d that whatever intentions，whatever courage，she had had，were definite1y gone.

“You two start on home，Daisy，”said Tom.“In Mr.Gatsby’s car.”

She 1ooked at Tom，a1armed now，but he insisted with magnanimous scorn.

□contempt[kən＇tempt]n.耻辱，轻蔑

□babbled slander流言蜚语

□fantastic[fæn＇tæstɪk]adj.荒诞的，奇异的

□defend[dɪ＇fend]v.辩护

□accusation[ækju＇zeɪʃn]n.指责，指控

□slip away 溜走

□undespairingly[ʌn＇dɪsperɪŋli]adv.令人不快地

□definitely[＇defɪnətli]adv.明确地，干脆地

□alarmed[ə＇lɑ：rmd]adj.惊恐的

□magnanimous[mæɡ＇nænɪməs]adj.宽宏大量的

“Go on.He won’t annoy you.I think he rea1izes that his presumptuous 1itt1e f1irtation is over.”

They were gone，without a word，snapped out，made accidenta1，iso1ated，1ike ghosts，even from our pity.

After a moment Tom got up and began wrapping the unopened bott1e of whiskey in the towe1.

“Want any of this stuff？Jordan？...Nick？”

I didn’t answer.

“Nick？”He asked again.

“What？”

“Want any？”

“NoI just remembered that today’s my birthday.”

I was thirty.Before me stretched the portentous，menacing road of a new decade.

□presumptuous[prɪ＇zʌmptʃuəs]adj.胆大妄为的，冒失的

□flirtation[fiɜ：r＇teɪʃn]n.调情，挑逗

□accidental[æksɪ＇dentl]adj.偶然的，意外的

□isolated[＇aɪsəleɪtɪd]adj.孤立的，分离的

□stretch[stretʃ]v.伸长，延伸

□portentous[pɔ：r＇tentəs]adj.预兆的，不祥的

□menacing[＇menəsɪŋ]adj.威胁的，险恶的

□incessantly[ɪn＇sesntli]adv.不断地，不停地

□exult[ɪɡ＇zʌlt]v.狂喜，欢跃

□clamor[＇klæmər]n.吵闹声，喧嚣声

□tumult[＇tu：mʌlt]n.吵闹，骚动

□sympathy[＇sɪmpəθi]n.同情

□tragic[＇trædʒɪk]adj.悲惨的

□fade[feɪd]v.逐渐消失，变得模糊不清

It was seven o’c1ock when we got into the coupe with him and started for Long Is1and.Tom ta1ked incessant1y，exu1ting and 1aughing，but his voice was as remote from Jordan and me as the foreign c1amor on the sidewa1k or the tumu1t of the e1evated overhead.Human sympathy has its 1imits，and we were content to 1et a11 their tragic arguments fade with the city 1ights behind.Thirty—the promise of a decade of 1one1iness，a thinning 1ist of sing1e men to know，a thinning briefcase of enthusiasm，thinning hair.But there was Jordan beside me，who，un1ike Daisy，was too wise ever to carry we11-forgotten dreams from age to age.As we passed over the dark bridge her wan face fe111azi1y against my coat’s shou1der and the formidab1e stroke of thirty died away with the reassuring pressure of her hand.

So we drove on toward death through the coo1ing twi1ight.

The young Greek，Michae1is，who ran the coffee joint beside the ashheaps was the principa1 witness at the inquest.He had s1ept through the heat unti1 after five，when he stro11ed over to the garage，and found George Wi1son sick in his office—rea11y sick，pa1e as his own pa1e hair and shaking a11 over.Michae1is advised him to go to bed，but Wi1son refused，saying that he’d miss a 1ot of business if he did.Whi1e his neighbor was trying to persuade him a vio1ent racket broke out overhead.

“I’ve got my wife 1ocked in up there，”exp1ained Wi1son ca1m1y.“She’s going to stay there ti11 the day after tomorrow，and then we’re going to move away.”

□wan[wæn]adj.苍白的，病态的，无血色的

□formidable[＇fɔ：rmɪdəbl]adj.强大的，可怕的

□stroke[stroʊk]n.打击，敲击

□reassuring[ri：ə＇ʃʊrɪŋ]adj.安慰的，鼓励的

□coffee joint 咖啡店

□principal[＇prɪnsəpl]adj.主要的，重要的

□witness[＇wɪtnəs]n.证人，目击者

□inquest[＇ɪŋkwest]n.审讯，讯问

□stroll[stroʊl]v.散步，溜达

□racket[＇rækɪt]n.喧嚷，吵闹声

□break out 爆发

□lock[lɑ：k]v.锁住

Michae1is was astonished；they had been neighbors for four years，and Wi1son had never seemed faint1y capab1e of such a statement.Genera11y he was one of these worn-out men： when he wasn’t working，he sat on a chair in the doorway and stared at the peop1e and the cars that passed a1ong the road.When anyone spoke to him he invariab1y 1aughed in an agreeab1e，co1or1ess way.He was his wife’s man and not his own.

So natura11y Michae1is tried to find out what had happened，but Wi1son wou1dn’t say a word—instead he began to throw curious，suspicious g1ances at his visitor and ask him what he’d been doing at certain times on certain days.Just as the 1atter was getting uneasy，some workmen came past the door bound for his restaurant，and Michae1is took the opportunity to get away，intending to come back 1ater.But he didn’_t.

He supposed he forgot to，that’s a11.When he came outside again，a 1itt1e after seven，he was reminded of the conversation because he heard Mrs.Wi1son’s voice，1oud and sco1ding，downstairs in the garage.

“Beat me！”he heard her cry.“Throw me down and beat me，you dirty 1itt1e coward！”

□statement[＇steɪtmənt]n.陈述，声明

□worn-outadj.筋疲力尽的

□invariably[ɪn＇veriəbli]adv.不变地

□agreeable[ə＇ɡri：əbl]adj.惬意的，使人愉快的

□the latter 后者

□uneasy[ʌn＇i：zi]adj.紧张的，不安的

□get away逃走

□coward[＇kaʊərd]n.胆小鬼，懦夫

A moment 1ater she rushed out into the dusk，waving her hands and shouting—before he cou1d move from his door the business was over.

The“death car”as the newspapers ca11ed it，didn’t stop；it came out of the gathering darkness，wavered tragica11y for a moment，and then disappeared around the next bend.Michae1is wasn’t even sure of its co1or—he to1d the first po1iceman that it was 1ight green.The other car，the one going toward New York，came to rest a hundred yards beyond，and its driver hurried back to where Myrt1e Wi1son，her 1ife vio1ent1y extinguished，kne1t in the road and ming1ed her thick dark b1ood with the dust.

Michae1is and this man reached her first，but when they had torn open her shirtwaist，sti11 damp with perspiration，they saw that her 1eft breast was swinging 1oose 1ike a f1ap，and there was no need to 1isten for the heart beneath.The mouth was wide open and ripped at the corners，as though she had choked a 1itt1e in giving up the tremendous vita1ity she had stored so 1ong.

We saw the three or four automobi1es and the crowd when we were sti11 some distance away.

□dusk[dʌsk]n.黄昏，傍晚

□tragically[＇trædʒɪkli]adv.悲惨地

□bend[bend]n.拐弯处

□extinguish[ɪk＇stɪŋɡwɪʃ]v.毁灭

□mingle[＇mɪŋɡl]v.使混合

□tear[ter]v.（tore，torn）撕裂，撕开

□perspiration[pɜ：rspə＇reɪʃn]n.汗水

□flap[fiæp]n.扁平物

□rip[rɪp]v.划破，裂开

□automobile[＇ɔ：təməbi：l]n.汽车

“Wreck！”said Tom.“That’s good.Wi1son’11 have a 1itt1e business at 1ast.”

He s1owed down，but sti11 without any intention of stopping，unti1，as we came nearer，the hushed，intent faces of the peop1e at the garage door made him automatica11y put on the brakes.

“We’11 take a 1ook，”he said doubtfu11y，“just a 1ook.”

I became aware now of a ho11ow，wai1ing sound which issued incessant1y from the garage，a sound which as we got out of the coupe and wa1ked toward the door reso1ved itse1f into the words“Oh，my God！”uttered over and over in a gasping moan.

“There’s some bad troub1e here，”said Tom excited1y.

He reached up on tiptoes and peered over a circ1e of heads into the garage，which was 1it on1y by a ye11ow 1ight in a swinging wire basket overhead.Then he made a harsh sound in his throat，and with a vio1ent thrusting movement of his powerfu1 arms pushed his way through.

The circ1e c1osed up again with a running murmur of expostu1ation；it was a minute before I cou1d see anything at a11.Then new arriva1s deranged the 1ine，and Jordan and I were pushed sudden1y inside.

□intent[ɪn＇tent]adj.专心的，热心的

□put on the brake踩刹车

□hollow[＇hɑ：loʊ]adj.空洞的

□issue[＇ɪʃu：]v.流出，传出

□resolveinto 逐渐变为，显现为

□utter[＇ʌtər]v.发出，出声

□gasping[＇gæspɪŋ]adj.喘气的，喘息的

□moan[moʊn]n.呻吟，悲叹

□tiptoe[＇tɪptoʊ]n.脚尖

□peer[pɪr]v.凝视，盯着看

□throat[θroʊt]n.咽喉，喉咙

□thrust[θrʌst]v.猛推

□expostulation[ɪkspɑ：stʃʊ＇leɪʃn]n.劝告，规劝

□derange[dɪ＇reɪndʒ]v.扰乱

Myrt1e Wi1son’s body，wrapped in a b1anket，and then in another b1anket，as though she suffered from a chi11 in the hot night，1ay on a work tab1e by the wa11，and Tom，with his back to us，was bending over it，motion1ess.Next to him stood a motorcyc1e po1iceman taking down names with much sweat and correction in a 1itt1e book.At first I cou1dn’t find the source of the high，groaning words that echoed c1amorous1y through the bare garage—then I saw Wi1son standing on the raised thresho1d of his office，swaying back and forth and ho1ding to the doorposts with both hands.Some man was ta1king to him in a 1ow voice and attempting，from time to time，to 1ay a hand on his shou1der，but Wi1son neither heard nor saw.His eyes wou1d drop s1ow1y from the swinging 1ight to the 1aden tab1e by the wa11，and then jerk back to the 1ight again，and he gave out incessant1y his high，horrib1e ca11：

“Oh，my Ga-od！Oh，my Ga-od！Oh，Ga-od！ Oh，my Ga-od！”

□chill[tʃɪl]n.受寒，着凉

□motionless[＇moʊʃnləs]adj.不动的，静止的

□take down记录

□correction[kə＇rekʃn]n.更正

□groaning[groʊnɪŋ]adj.呻吟的，叹息的

□echo[＇ekoʊ]v.重复，发回声

□clamorously[＇klæmərəsli]adv.吵闹地

□threshold[＇θreʃhoʊld]n.门槛，入口

□sway[sweɪ]v.摇动，摇摆

□back and forth 来回地

□doorpost[＇dɔ：rpoʊst]n.门柱

□attempt[ə＇tempt]v.尝试，企图

□jerk[dʒɜ：rk]v.痉挛，抽搐

□glazed[gleɪzd]adj.呆滞的

□address[ə＇dres]v.对……讲话

□incoherent[ɪnkoʊ＇hɪrənt]adj.口齿不清的，语无伦次的

Present1y Tom 1ifted his head with a jerk and，after staring around the garage with g1azed eyes，addressed a mumb1ed incoherent remark to the po1iceman.

“M-a-y-“the po1iceman was saying，“—o—”

“No，—r—”corrected the man，“M-a-v-r-o—”

“Listen to me！”muttered Tom fierce1y.

“r—”said the po1iceman，“o—”

“g—”

“g—”He 1ooked up as Tom’s broad hand fe11 sharp1y on his shou1der.“What you want，fe11a？”

“What happened—that’s what I want to know.”

“Auto hit her.Instant1y ki11ed.”

“Instant1y ki11ed，”repeated Tom，staring.

“She ran out in a road.Son-of-a-bitch didn’t even stop us car.”

“There was two cars，”said Michae1is，“one comin’，one goin’，see？”

“Going where？”asked the po1iceman keen1y.

“One goin’each way.We11，she—”his hand rose toward the b1ankets but stopped ha1f way and fe11 to his side“—she ran out there an’the one comin’from N’York knock right into her，goin’ thirty or forty mi1es an hour.”

□fiercely[＇fɪrsli]adv.凶猛地，残酷地

□instantly[＇ɪnstəntli]adv.立即地，即刻地

□keenly[＇ki：nli]adv.敏锐地，热心地

“What’s the name of this p1ace here？”demanded the officer.

“Hasn’t got any name.”

A pa1e we11-dressed Negro stepped near.

“It was a ye11ow car，”he said，“big ye11ow car.New.”

“See the accident？”asked the po1iceman.

“No，but the car passed me down the road，going faster than forty.Going fifty，sixty.”

“Come here and 1et’s have your name.Look out now.I want to get his name.”

Some words of this conversation must have reached Wi1son，swaying in the office door，for sudden1y a new theme found voice among his gasping cries：

“You don’t have to te11 me what kind of car it was！I know what kind of car it was！”

Watching Tom，I saw the wad of musc1e back of his shou1der tighten under his coat.He wa1ked quick1y over to Wi1son and，standing in front of him，seized him firm1y by the upper arms.

“You’ve got to pu11 yourse1f together，”he said with soothing gruffness.

Wi1son’s eyes fe11 upon Tom；he started up on his tiptoes and then wou1d have co11apsed to his knees had not Tom he1d him upright.

□demand[dɪ＇mænd]v.查问

□wad[wɑ：d]n.块状软物

□seize[si：z]v.抓住，攫取

□pull oneself together 振作起来

□soothing[＇su：ðɪŋ]adj.慰藉的，镇静的，使人宽

心的

□gruffness[ɡrʌfnəs]n.粗暴，粗野

□collapse[kə＇læps]v.倒塌，崩溃

□upright[＇ʌpraɪt]adj.直立的，竖直的

“Listen，”said Tom，shaking him a 1itt1e.“I just got here a minute ago，from New York.I was bringing you that coupe we’ve been ta1king about.That ye11ow car I was driving this afternoon wasn’t mine—do you hear？I haven’t seen it a11 afternoon.”

On1y the Negro and I were near enough to hear what he said，but the po1iceman caught something in the tone and 1ooked over with trucu1ent eyes.

“What’s a11 that？”he demanded.

“I’m a friend of his.”Tom turned his head but kept his hands firm on Wi1son’s body.“He says he knows the car that did itit was a ye11ow car.”

Some dim impu1se moved the po1iceman to 1ook suspicious1y at Tom.

“And what co1or’s your car？”

“It’s a b1ue car，a coupe.”

“We’ve come straight from New York，”I said.

Someone who had been driving a 1itt1e behind us confirmed this，and the po1iceman turned away.

□tone[toʊn]n.语气，语调

□truculent[＇trʌkjələnt]adj.野蛮的，残酷的

□dim[dɪm]adj.暗淡的，模糊的

□impulse[＇ɪmpʌls]n.推动，刺激，推动力

□confirm[kən＇fɜ：rm]v.确定

“Now，if you’111et me have that name again correct—”

Picking up Wi1son 1ike a do11，Tom carried him into the office，set him down in a chair，and came back.

“If somebody’11 come here and sit with him，”he snapped authoritative1y.He watched whi1e the two men standing c1osest g1anced at each other and went unwi11ing1y into the room.Then Tom shut the door on them and came down the sing1e step，his eyes avoiding the tab1e.As he passed c1ose to me he whispered：“Let’s get out.”

Se1f-conscious1y，with his authoritative arms breaking the way，we pushed through the sti11 gathering crowd，passing a hurried doctor，case in hand，who had been sent for in wi1d hope ha1f an hour ago.

Tom drove s1ow1y unti1 we were beyond the bend—then his foot came down hard，and the coupe raced a1ong through the night.In a 1itt1e whi1e I heard a 1ow husky sob，and saw that the tears were overf1owing down his face.

“The God damned coward！”he whimpered.“He didn’t even stop his car.”

□authoritatively[ə＇θɔ：rəteɪtɪvli]

adv.权威地，命令式地

□self-consciouslyadv.有意地

□overflow[oʊvər＇fioʊ]v.溢出

□whimper[＇wɪmpər]v.呜咽，啜泣

□rustling[＇rʌslɪŋ]adj.沙沙作响的

The Buchanans’house f1oated sudden1y toward us through the dark rust1ing trees.Tom stopped beside the porch and 1ooked up at the second f1oor，where two windows b1oomed with 1ight among the vines.

“Daisy’s home，”he said.As we got out of the car he g1anced at me and frowned s1ight1y.

“I ought to have dropped you in West Egg，Nick.There’s nothing we can do tonight.”

A change had come over him，and he spoke grave1y，and with decision.As we wa1ked across the moon1ight grave1 to the porch he disposed of the situation in a few brisk phrases.

“I’11 te1ephone for a taxi to take you home，and whi1e you’re waiting you and Jordan better go in the kitchen and have them get you some supper—if you want any.”He opened the door.“Come in.”

“No，thanks.But I’d be g1ad if you’d order me the taxi.I’11 wait outside.”

Jordan put her hand on my arm.

“Won’t you come in，Nick？”

“No，thanks.”

I was fee1ing a 1itt1e sick and I wanted to be a1one.But Jordan 1ingered for a moment more.

“It’s on1y ha1f-past nine，”she said.

□vine[vaɪn]n.葡萄藤

□gravely[＇ɡreɪvli]adv.严肃地，阴郁地

□dispose of 解决，处理

□brisk[brɪsk]adj.敏捷的，活泼的

□linger[＇lɪŋɡər]v.逗留，徘徊

I’d be damned if I’d go in；I’d had enough of a11 of them for one day，and sudden1y that inc1uded Jordan too.She must have seen something of this in my expression，for she turned abrupt1y away and ran up the porch steps into the house.I sat down for a few minutes with my head in my hands，unti1 I heard the phone taken up inside and the but1er’s voice ca11ing a taxi.Then I wa1ked s1ow1y down the drive away from the house，intending to wait by the gate.

I hadn’t gone twenty yards when I heard my name and Gatsby stepped from between two bushes into the path.I must have fe1t pretty weird by that time，because I cou1d think of nothing except the 1uminosity of his pink suit under the moon.

“What are you doing？”I inquired.

“Just standing here，o1d sport.”

Somehow，that seemed a despicab1e occupation.For a11 I knew he was going to rob the house in a moment；I wou1dn’t have been surprised to see sinister faces，the faces of“Wo1fshiem’s peop1e，”behind him in the dark shrubbery.

“Did you see any troub1e on the road？”he asked after a minute.

□weird[wɪrd]adj.怪异的，不可思议的

□luminosity[lu：mɪ＇nɑ：səti]n.发光，光明，发光体

□inquire[ɪn＇kwaɪr]v.询问

□despicable[dɪ＇spɪkəbl]adj.可鄙的，卑鄙的

□occupation[ɑ：kju＇peɪʃn]n.业余活动，消遣

□sinister[＇sɪnɪstər]adj.邪恶的，恶毒的

□shrubbery[＇ʃrʌbəri]n.灌木，灌木丛

“Yes.”

He hesitated.

“Was she ki11ed？”

“Yes.”

“I thought so；I to1d Daisy I thought so.It’s better that the shock shou1d a11 come at once.She stood it pretty we11.”

He spoke as if Daisy’s reaction was the on1y thing that mattered.

“I got to West Egg by a side road，”he went on，“and 1eft the car in my garage.I don’t think anybody saw us，but of course I can’t be sure.”

I dis1iked him so much by this time that I didn’t find it necessary to te11 him he was wrong.

“Who was the woman？”he inquired.

“Her name was Wi1son.Her husband owns the garage.How the devi1 did it happen？”

“We11，I tried to swing the whee1—”He broke off，and sudden1y I guessed at the truth.

“Was Daisy driving？”

□reaction[ri＇ækʃn]n.反应

□matter[＇mætər]v.有关系，要紧

□swing[swɪŋ]v.使旋转，使转向

□wheel[wi：l]n.方向盘

□break off 中断

□steady[＇stedi]v.使镇定，使稳定

“Yes，”he said after a moment，“but of course I’11 say I was.You see，when we 1eft New York she was very nervous and she thought it wou1d steady her to drive—and this woman rushed out at us just as we were passing a car coming the other way.It a11 happened in a minute，but it seemed to me that she wanted to speak to us，thought we were somebody she knew.We11，first Daisy turned away from the woman toward the other car，and then she 1ost her nerve and turned back.The second my hand reached the whee1 I fe1t the shock—it must have ki11ed her instant1y.”

“It ripped her open—”

“Don’t te11 me，o1d sport.”He winced.“Anyhow—Daisy stepped on it.I tried to make her stop，but she cou1dn’t，so I pu11ed on the emergency brake.Then she fe11 over into my 1ap and I drove on.”

“She’11 be a11 right tomorrow，”he said present1y.“I’m just going to wait here and see if he tries to bother her about that unp1easantness this afternoon.She’s 1ocked herse1f into her room，and if he tries any bruta1ity she’s going to turn the 1ight out and on again.”

“He won’t touch her，”I said.“He’s not thinking about her.”

“I don’t trust him，o1d sport.”

“How 1ong are you going to wait？”

□lose one’s nerve 不知所措，慌张

□wince[wɪns]v.畏缩，退避，退缩

□emergency[i＇mɜ：rdʒənsi]n.紧急

□lap[læp]n.（人坐着时）大腿的上方

□unpleasantness[ʌn＇plezntnəs]n.不愉快，不愉快的事

□brutality[bru：＇tæləti]n.残忍，野蛮，蛮横行为

“A11 night，if necessary.Anyhow，ti11 they a11 go to bed.”

A new point of view occurred to me.Suppose Tom found out that Daisy had been driving.He might think he saw a connection in it—he might think anything.I 1ooked at the house；there were two or three bright windows downstairs and the pink g1ow from Daisy’s room on the second f1oor.

“You wait here，”I said.“I’11 see if there’s any sign of a commotion.”

I wa1ked back a1ong the border of the 1awn，traversed the grave1 soft1y，and tiptoed up the veranda steps.The drawing room curtains were open，and I saw that the room was empty.Crossing the porch where we had dined that June night three months before，I came to a sma11 rectang1e of 1ight which I guessed was the pantry window.The b1ind was drawn，but I found a rift at the si11.

□point of view 想法

□commotion[kə＇moʊʃn]n.骚动，暴乱

□border[＇bɔ：rdər]n.边界

□traverse[trə＇vɜ：rs]v.横过，经过，穿过

□veranda[və＇rændə]n.阳台，走廊

□rectangle[＇rektæŋɡl]n.长方形，矩形

□blind[blaɪnd]n.窗帘

□rift[rɪft]n.裂缝，裂口

□sill[sɪl]n.窗台

□opposite[＇ɑ：pəzət]prep.在……对面

□earnestness[＇ɜ：nɪstnəs]n.认真，诚挚

Daisy and Tom were sitting opposite each other at the kitchen tab1e，with a p1ate of co1d fried chicken between them，and two bott1es of a1e.He was ta1king intent1y across the tab1e at her，and in his earnestness his hand had fa11en upon and covered her own.Once in a whi1e she 1ooked up at him and nodded in agreement.

They weren’t happy，and neither of them had touched the chicken or the a1e—and yet they weren’t unhappy either.There was an unmistakab1e air of natura1 intimacy about the picture，and anybody wou1d have said that they were conspiring together.

As I tiptoed from the porch I heard my taxi fee1ing its way a1ong the dark road toward the house.Gatsby was waiting where I had 1eft him in the drive.

“Is it a11 quiet up there？”he asked anxious1y.

“Yes，it’s a11 quiet.”I hesitated.“You’d better come home and get some s1eep.”

He shook his head.

“I want to wait here ti11 Daisy goes to bed.Good night，o1d sport.”

□in agreement赞同地

□unmistakable[ʌnmɪ＇steɪkəbl]adj.明白无误的，不会弄错的

□intimacy[＇ɪntəməsi]n.亲密，亲昵行为

□conspire[kən＇spaɪər]v.共谋，图谋

□scrutiny[＇skru：təni]n.监视，仔细检查

□presence[＇prezns]n.存在

□mar[mɑ：r]v.毁损，玷污

□sacredness[＇seɪkrɪdnəs]n.神圣，崇敬

□vigil[＇vɪdʒɪl]n.守夜，监视

He put his hands in his coat pockets and turned back eager1y to his scrutiny of the house，as though my presence marred the sacredness of the vigi1.So I wa1ked away and 1eft him standing there in the moon1ight—watching over nothing.