词汇:sell

vt. 销售;出卖;推销;欺骗

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As the boat inched its way up the Arkansas, the brown river gradually narrowed, and as it narrowed the boatmen and whiskey traders grew more restless. They drank so much whiskey themselves that Elmira felt they would be lucky to have any left to sell. Though she often felt them watching her as she sat at the end of the boat, they let her alone. Only Bowler, the chief trader, ever spoke more than a word or two to her. Fowler was a burly man with a dirty yellow beard and one eyelid that wouldn’t behave. It twitched and jerked up and down erratically, so that looking at him was disconcerting: one minute he would be looking at you out of both eyes, and then the eyelid would droop and he would only be looking with an eye and a half.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Xavier shook his head in despair. “But Jake is not true,” he said. “I know him. He will leave you somewhere. You will never get to San Francisco.” “I’ll get there,” Lorena said. “If Jake don’t stay, I’ll get there with someone else.” He shook his head. “You will die somewhere,” he said. “He’ll take you the wrong way. We could marry. I will sell thisplace. We can go to Galveston and take a boat for California. We can get a restaurant, there. I have Therese’s money. We can get a clean restaurant, with tablecloths. You won’t have to see men anymore.” Except I’d have to see you, she thought.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Jake Spoon has never taken care of nobody,” Gus said. “Not even himself. He’s the world’s child, and the main point about him is that he’ll always find somebody to take care of him. It used to be me and Call, but right now it’s you. That’s fine and good, but it’s no reason you should go out of business entirely. You can sell me a poke and still take care of Jake.” Lorena knew that was true, as far as it went. Jake was not hard to take care of, and probably not hard to fool. It wouldn’t enter his head that she would sell a poke, now that she had him. He had plenty of pride and not a little vanity. It was one of the things she liked about him. Jake thought well of his looks; he was not a dressy man, like Tinkersley, but he nonetheless took pains with his appearance and knew that women fancied him. She had never seen him mad, but she knew he would not like anyone to make light of him.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“I wisht you wouldn’t sit there thinking about it,” he said. “Just sell me the poke and be done with it. I hate to sit and watch a woman think.” “Why?” she asked, finding her voice again. She felt the beginnings of indignation. “I guess I got the right to think, if I want to,” she added.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“She’s in good health,” Call said. “She fed me twice.” “Good thing it was just twice,” Augustus said. “If you’d stayed a week you’d have had to rent an ox to get home on.” “She’s anxious to sell you some more pigs,” Call said, taking the jug and rinsing his mouth with whiskey.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Call finally asked if he could hire a couple of the boys. Maude sighed, and looked down her double row of children. “I’d rather sell pigs than hire out boys,” she said, “but I guess they’ve got to go see the world sometime.” “What’s the pay?” Joe asked, always the practical man.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“No, son, you’ve overshot the snow,” Augustus said. “What we have down here is sand.” Call felt his impatience rising. The night had been far more successful than he could have hoped. They could keep the best horses and sell the rest—the profits would easily enable them to hire a crew and outfit a wagon for the trip north. Then all they would have to do would be gather the cattle and brand them. If everyone would work like they should, it could all be accomplished in three weeks, and they could be on the trail by the first of April—none too soon, considering the distance they had to go. The problem would be getting everyone to work like they should. Jake was already off with his whore, and Augustus hadn’t had breakfast.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Let’s ease on home,” he said to the boy. “I hope Wilbarger’s got his pockets full of money. We’ve got horses to sell.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Well, we’re here,” he said. “Let’s take ’em.” “It’s a bunch,” Pea said. “We won’t have to come back for a while.” “We won’t never come back,” Call said. “We’ll sell some and take the rest with us to Montana.” Life was finally starting, Newt thought. Here he was below the border, about to run off a huge horse herd, and in a few days or weeks he would be going up the trail to a place he had barely even heard of. Most of the cowpokes who went north from Lonesome Dove just went to Kansas and thought that was far—but Montana must be twice as far. He couldn’t imagine what such a place would look like. Jake had said it had buffalo and mountains, two things he had never seen, and snow, the hardest thing of all to imagine. He had seen ridges and hills, and so had a notion about mountains, and he had seen pictures of buffalo in the papers that the stage drivers sometimes left Mr. Gus.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Yeah, and you’re as fond of risk as Jake is of women,” Augustus said. “Suppose we get away with the horses. What then?” “Sell Wilbarger forty and keep the rest,” Call said. “Pick up some cattle and head north.” “Head north who with?” Augustus asked. “We don’t exactly add up to a cattle crew.” “We can hire cowboys,” Call said. “There’s plenty of young cowhands around here.” Augustus sighed again and stood up. It looked like the easy life was over for a while. Call had idled too long, and now he was ready to make up for it by working six times as hard as a human should work.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Three this afternoon and a hundred tomorrow,” Wilbarger said. “You must know a man with lots of horses to sell. I wish I knew him.” “He mostly sells to us,” Augustus said. “We’re lavish with money.” Wilbarger handed back the jug. “You’re lavish with time, too,” he said. “My time. We couldn’t go visit this man right now, could we?” Call shook his head. “Sunup,” he said.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“I know it’s a risk—what ain’t?” Wilbarger said. “How many could you sell me this afternoon?” Call was tired of beating around the bush.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Oh, we couldn’t sell horses now,” he said. “We’re closed for the day.” Wilbarger abruptly dismounted and automatically loosened his horse’s girth a notch or two to give him an easier breath.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Oh, we cow a little,” Pea said. “How much cowing are you likely to need?” “I need forty horses, which it says on that sign you sell,” Wilbarger said. “A dern bunch of Mexicans run off dern near all of our remuda two nights back. I’ve got a herd of cattle gathered up the other side of the Nueces, and I don’t plan to walk ’em to Kansas on foot. A feller told me you men could supply horses. Is that true?” “Yep,” Pea Eye said. “What’s more, we can even chase Mexicans.” “I’ve got no time to discuss Mexicans,” Wilbarger said. “If you gentlemen could just trot out about forty well-broke horses we’ll pay you and be on our way.” Newt felt a little embarrassed. He was well aware that forty horses was out of the question, but he had hated to come right out and say so. Also, as the youngest member of the outfit, it was not his responsibility to be the spokesman.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
It was no trouble for them to cross the river and bring back a few hundred head at a time to sell to the traders who were too lazy to go into Mexico themselves. They prospered in a small way; there was enough money in their account in SanAntonio that they could have considered themselves rich, had that notion interested them. But it didn’t; Augustus knew that nothing about the life they were living interested Call, particularly. They had enough money that they could have bought land, but they hadn’t, although plenty of land could still be had wonderfully cheap. -It was that they had roved too long, Augustus concluded, when his mind turned to such matters. They were people of the horse, not of the town; in that they were more like the Comanches than Call would ever have admitted. They had been in Lonesome Dove nearly ten years, and yet what little property they had acquired was so worthless that neither of them would have felt bad about just saddling up and riding off from it.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Mosby tried for a while to work himself up to a fight, but he was no match for Tinkersley and he knew it. The best he could salvage was to sell Tinkersley a horse for Lorena, plus the sidesaddle that belonged to the sister who had run off.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
You know, the people said, "Well, can we call you a 'fartologist?'" And I said, "Well, sure." And, you know-- and it-- it-- it helps sell books, I suppose.
>> Fart: A Documentary Movie Script
And when I pitched it to my agent, he-- he was extremely happy to state, he says, "I think we can sell this book." It seems to be, as far his humorous potential, it seems to be fair the ubiquitous, I think, across cultures and throughout history.
>> Fart: A Documentary Movie Script
We'll go co-op next year, and sell the apartment.
>> 倾城佳话 It Could Happen to You (1994) Movie Script
56:
Miss Smith's fish-sauce shop seldom sells shellfish.
>> 绕口令Can you read the following tongue twisters fluently?
43:
The shells she sells are surely seashells.So if she sells shells on the seashore,I'm sure she sells seashore shells.
解析:The shells she sells are surely seashells里的she sells做定语从句修饰the shells。 发音难点在于shell[ʃel]、sell[sel]、seashell['si.ʃel]和seashore['si.ʃɔr]几个词的相似性。
>> 绕口令Can you read the following tongue twisters fluently?
39. She sells sea shells on the seashore. The seashells she sells are seashells she is sure.
>> 绕口令Can you read the following tongue twisters fluently?
Even if it does sell 8,000 more a day.
>> 倒扣的王牌 Ace in the Hole (1951) Movie Script
You'll sell all your hamburgers, hot dogs, soda pop and all your Navajo rugs.
>> 倒扣的王牌 Ace in the Hole (1951) Movie Script
Look at us, we sell eight hamburgers a week and a case of soda pop, and once in a while, a Navajo rug maybe.
>> 倒扣的王牌 Ace in the Hole (1951) Movie Script