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"Ido not like bumble bees . They are all over bristles, " said Mr. Jackson, wiping his mouth with his coat-sleeve. “我不喜欢大黄蜂。他们浑身都是毛茬子。”杰克逊先生一边说着，一边用大衣袖子擦着嘴巴。 - 2
Stephen, an elbow rested on the jagged granite, leaned his palm against his brow and gazed AT the fraying edge of his shiny black coAT-sleeve. 斯蒂芬一只肘支在坑洼不平的花岗石上，手心扶额头，凝视着自己发亮的黑上衣袖子那磨破了的袖口。 - 3
46stephen, an elbow rested on the jagged granite, leaned his palm against his brow and gazed at the fraying edge of his shiny black coat-sleeve. 46斯蒂芬一只肘支在坑洼不平的花岗石上，手心扶额头，凝视着自己发亮的黑上衣袖子那磨破了的袖口。
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