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Debbie studied her friend's face for a moment.

黛比仔细端详了一会她朋友的脸。

He accused Diana of making an unnecessary fuss.

他责备黛安娜没必要那么大惊小怪。

"There we go," said Diane, a trifle too cheerily.

“这就对了，”黛安娜说道，语气有点儿过于兴高采烈。

Diana had taken that path once.

黛安娜曾走过那条路。

"Listen," said Daisy, digging into her oatmeal.

“听着，”黛西一边大口喝着燕麦粥一边说道。

Diane lit a cigarette, trying to mask her agitation.

黛安娜点燃一根香烟，试图掩饰她的焦躁不安。

Bernadette turned deathly pale.

贝尔纳黛特脸色变得死一般地惨白。

I believe he is most painfully anxious about Diana.

我相信他肯定非常担心黛安娜。

He cupped his hands around his mouth and called out for Diane.

他双手拢在嘴边，大声呼喊黛安娜。

Diana is a writer of historical fiction.

黛安娜是历史小说作家。

"Yes," he laughs, cuddling up to Debbie.

“是的，”他笑着紧挨黛比坐下。

Diana is taking the opportunity to wrap up the family presents.

黛安娜利用这个机会将家人的礼物包起来。

Dianne declared her undying love for Sam.

黛安娜表示她对萨姆的爱永远不会变。

Daisy called her daffy, but goodhearted.

黛西说她傻乎乎的，但心肠很好。

He fired point-blank at Bernadette.

他近距离朝贝尔纳黛特开了枪。