词汇：peach
n. 桃子；桃树；桃红色；[美俚]受人喜欢的人（或物）
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- “If I know July—and I do know July—I bet he said more than that,” Peach said.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Roscoe, I thought July gave you instructions to look after Elmira,” Peach said.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Well, I guess we’ll see you when we see you, Roscoe,” July said. Then he turned his horse away from the river and the glowing sky, and he and little Joe were soon out of town.SIX DAYS LATER responsibility descended upon Roscoe Brown with a weight far beyond anything he had ever felt. As usual, it fell out of a clear blue sky—as fine a day as one could want, with the Arkansas River sparkling down at the end of the street. Roscoe, having no pressing duties, was sitting in front of the jail whittling, when he noticed Peach Johnson coming up the street with little Charlie Barnes at her side. Charlie was a banker, and the only man in town to wear a necktie every day. He was also the main deacon in the church, and, by common consent the man most likely to marry Peach if she ever remarried. Charlie was a widower, and richer by far than Benny had ever been. Nobody liked him, not even Peach, but she was too practical a woman to let that stop her if she took a notion to marry.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- Joe was not tempted to question the miracle. The main thing that bothered him was that he lacked a saddle, but July took care of that by borrowing an old singletree from Peach Johnson. She was so pleased July was finally going after her husband’s killer that she would have given them the saddle—rats had eaten most of it, anyway.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- Ellie just looked at him. It was all right with her if he was gone for a year. The only reason she objected to his going was that she knew Peach was behind it; if somebody was going to tell the man what to do, it ought to be her, not Peach.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “He shouldn’t have run,” July said. “He might have got off.” “No, Peach would have shot him,” Elmira said. “She’s the one don’t care about the law.” That was a possibility. Peach had an uncontrollable temper.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Go get Jake Spoon,” July said. “I’m over my jaundice enough to ride.” “Let him go,” Elmira said. “Who wants him, anyway?” July was not about to tell her Peach wanted him. “Well, he killed Benny,” he said.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- Roscoe held his peace. He could tell July was in a touchy mood—and who could blame him, with a wife like Elmira and a sister-in-law like Peach. He enjoyed his whittling but of course he was not going to whittle down any houses. July often exaggerated when he was in a bad mood.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Peach ain’t gonna let it rest,” July said, as much to himself as to Roscoe.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Well, July, I guess you’re between a rock and a hard place,” Roscoe said. “You either got to go off and fight them Texas Rangers or else stay here and fight Peach.” “I could send you after him,” July said. “You’re the one that let him get away.”Of course he was only teasing. Roscoe could hardly handle old man Darton, who was nearly eighty. He wouldn’t stand much of a chance against Jake Spoon and his friends.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Well, July,” she said, “I hope you won’t wait too long to start. Just because you’re a little yellow don’t mean you can’t ride a horse.” “You Johnsons marry the dernest women,” Roscoe said, when Peach was safely out of hearing.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “That’ll teach him to peck me,” Peach said. “At least I’ll get to eat him, instead of a skunk having the pleasure.” She went over and picked the rooster up by the feet and held him out from her body until he quit jerking.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- His body flew off a few feet and lay jerking. Peach pitched the head over in some weeds by the jailhouse porch. She had not got a drop of blood on her—the blood was pumping out of the headless rooster into the dust of the street.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- While July was waiting for Peach to leave, the rooster, annoyed at being held so tightly, gave Peach’s hand a couple of hard pecks. Without an instant’s hesitation Peach grabbed him by the head, swung him a few times and wrung his neck.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- The problem was, Elmira didn’t want him to go. She considered it an insult that he would even consider it. The fact that Peach didn’t like her and had snubbed her repeatedly didn’t help matters. Elmira pointed out that the shooting had been an accident, and made it plain that she thought he ought not to let Peach Johnson bully him into making a long trip.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Well, if you was earning it, the man wouldn’t have got away in the first place,” Peach continued. “You could have shot him down, which would have been no more than he deserved.” Roscoe was uneasily aware that he was held culpable in some quarters for Jake’s escape. The truth was, the killing had confused him, for he had been a good deal fonder of Jake than of Ben. Also it was a shock and a surprise to find Ben lying in the street with a big hole in him. Everyone else had been surprised too—Peach herself had fainted. Half the people in the saloon seemed to think the mule skinner had shot Ben, and by the time Roscoe got their stories sorted out Jake was long gone. Of course it had been mostly an accident, but Peach didn’t see it that way. She wanted nothing less than to see Jake hang, and probably would have if Jake had not had the good sense to leave.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “I expect to find him down around San Antonio,” July said. “I believe he has friends there.” Roscoe had to snort at that remark. “That’s right,” he said. “Two of the most famous Texas Rangers that ever lived, that’s his friends. July will be lucky not to get hung himself. If you ask me, Jake Spoon ain’t worth it.” “It’s nothing to do with what he’s worth,” Peach said. “Ben was the one who was worth it. He was my husband and July’s brother and the mayor of this town. Who else do you think seen to it your salary got paid?”“The salary I get don’t take much seeing to,” Roscoe said. “A dern midget could see to it.” At thirty dollars a month he considered himself grievously underpaid.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Well, he’ll get over in Mexico or somewhere if you sit around here much longer,” Peach said.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- Peach had always found Roscoe an irritating fellow, not as respectful as he might be. He was little better than a criminal himself, in her view, and she was opposed to his being deputy sheriff, although it was true that there was not much to choose from in Fort Smith.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “It’s my rooster, but he won’t stay home,” Peach said. “I found him down by the store. The skunks will get him if he ain’t careful.” “Well, if he ain’t careful he deserves it,” Roscoe said.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Hello, July,” Peach said. The rooster flapped a few times but she shook him and he quieted down.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- That fact, well known to everyone in Fort Smith for the last six weeks, was no doubt what Peach was coming to take up with him.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- Peach was picking her way across the main street of Fort Smith, which was less of a quagmire than usual, since it had been dry lately. She was carrying a red rooster for some reason. She was the largest woman in. town, nearly six feet tall, whereas Ben had been the runt of the Johnson family. Also, Peach talked a blue streak and Ben had seldom uttered three words a week, although he had been the mayor of the town. Now Peach still talked a blue streak and Ben was dead.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Uh-oh, here comes Peach,” Roscoe said. “Ben must have been a lunatic to marry that woman.” “According to you, all us Johnsons are lunatics,” July said, a little irritated. It was not Roscoe’s place to criticize his dead brother, though it was perfectly true that Peach was not his favorite sister-in-law. He had never known why Ben nicknamed her “Peach,” for she was large and quarrelsome and did not resemble a peach in any way.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- IRVING ROSENFELD (CONT’D) You're so smart. Good job, peaches.>> 美国骗局 American Hustle Movie Script