卷走

You can't see me, for I hide within the Umbra

卖我一卷手指。我包走断指。

Apollo with his arrows took his stand to face King Neptune, while Minerva took hers against the god of war; the archer-goddess Diana with her golden arrows, sister of far-darting Apollo, stood to face Juno; Mercury the lusty bringer of good luck faced Leto, while the mighty eddying river whom men can Scamander, but gods Xanthus, matched himself against Vulcan.

福伊波斯·阿波罗手持羽箭，稳稳站立，攻战王者波塞冬，而灰眼睛女神雅典娜则敌战厄努阿利俄斯。对抗赫拉的是啸走山林的猎手，带用金箭的捕者，泼箭如雨的阿耳忒弥丝，远射手阿波罗的姐妹。善喜助佑的赫耳墨斯面对女神莱托，而迎战赫法伊斯托斯的则是那条漩涡深卷的长河，神祗叫它珊索斯，凡人则称之为斯卡曼得罗斯。

And still tucking up his sleeves, he went out to the porch.

他仍然不停地卷着袖子往台阶走去。

He walked the side of the coastal side, while notes on the beach in shallow water Wali, there are many volumes have been last night, the storm came ashore fish.

他一边沿海边走着，一边注意到，在沙滩的浅水洼里，有许多被昨夜的暴风雨卷上岸来的小鱼。

The cold night breezes had their way with the few fragments that the fire had left, and whirled them hither and thither as they would, scattering a shower of dust and cinders and crumbing morsels of charred wood upon Robert Audley as he passed.

寒冷的夜风随意摆弄着大火留下的残片，兴之所至地把它们卷到这儿那儿，罗伯特·奥德利走过时，灰尘、炭渣和烧焦木头的屑粒，阵雨似的撒在他身上。

Melanie rustled in from her room, a worried frown puckering her forehead, a brush in her hands, her usually tidy black hair, freed of its net, fluffing about her face in a mass of tiny curls and waves.

这时媚兰从自己的房间里啊啊啊啊地走进来，她懊恼地蹙着眉头，手里拿着一把刷子，通常很整齐的那头黑发现在解开了发网，成了一大把波浪式的小小发卷披散在脸侧。

The wind picks up pollen from the ripening corn and swirls it from field to field.

风从成熟的玉米上吹走花粉，卷着它到各家的田地。

For two years he was a lowly peddler, hauling some 180 pounds of sundries door-to-door to eke out a marginal living. When a married sister in San Francisco offered to pay his way West in 1850, he jumped at the opportunity, taking with him bolts of canvas he hoped to sell for tenting.

李维作了两年寒酸的小贩，拉着180来磅的杂货挨家挨户地叫卖，勉强维持生计。1850年，他的一个嫁到旧金山的姐姐愿意为他提供西行的路费，他急忙抓住这一机会，带着几卷帆布走了，打算卖给人家做帐篷用。

A FAT WOMAN with curlers wobbles about her front lawn, barely able to move, as she pulls weeds out of the ground.

一个卷头发的胖女人正在门前草地上摇摇摆摆地走着，她拔着地上的草，身子几乎无法动弹。

Jack came lagging in late one afternoon, drank his two bottles of beer cooledin a wet sack on the shady side of the tent, ate two bowls of stew, four ofEnnis's stone biscuits, a can of peaches, rolled a smoke, watched the sun

drop。这天接近傍晚时，杰克慢条斯理走过来，喝下两瓶放在帐篷阴影处湿袋里冷藏的啤酒，吃了两碗炖肉，吃了四颗恩尼司硬如石头的软圆饼，一罐桃子，卷了一根烟，欣赏日落。

As she looked at Warrington's manly face, and dark, melancholy eyes, she had settled in her mind that he must have been the victim of an unhappy attachment.

每逢看到沃林顿那刚毅的脸，那乌黑、忧郁的眼睛，她便会相信，他一定作过不幸的爱情的受害者。

Maybe they'll disappear into a pothole.

也许他们将在壶穴里消失