- 1 ：名無しさん＠英語勉強中：2011/08/17(水) 21:55:44.40
- 2 ：名無しさん＠英語勉強中：2011/08/17(水) 21:57:47.73
- WikisourseやamazonのLOOK INSIDEで見れる英文を
- 3 ：名無しさん＠英語勉強中：2011/08/17(水) 22:17:13.18
- "Acceptable Risk", by Robin Cook
Tuesday, July 12, 1994
KIMBERLY STEWART glanced at her watch as she
went through the turnstile and exited the MBTA subway at
Harvard Square in Cambridge, Massachusetts. It was a few
minutes before seven P.M. She knew she would be on time
or only minutes late, but still she hurried. Pushing through
the crowd milling about the news kiosk in the middle of
the square, she half ran and half walked the short distance
on Massachusetts Avenue before turning right on Holyoke
* turnstile (noun) a small gate that spins around
and only lets one person at a time go through an entrance
* MBTA : Massachusetts Bay Transportation Authority
* mill around/about (phrasal verb) if a lot of people are milling around,
they move around a place without a particular purpose
* kiosk (noun) a small building in the street where newspapers, sweets etc are sold
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- Pausing to catch her breath in front of the Hasty Pudding
Club building, Kimberly glanced up at the structure. She
knew about the Harvard social club only in reference to the
annual award it gave to an actor and an actress. The build-
ing was brick with white trim like most buildings at Har-
vard. She'd never been inside although it housed a public
restaurant called Upstairs at the Pudding. This was to be
her first visit.
* brick (noun) a hard block of baked clay used for building walls, houses etc
* trim (noun) the decoration on something such as a piece of clothing
* house (verb) if a building houses something, it is kept there
: The new building will house the art collection.
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- With her breathing restored to near normal, Kim opened
the door and entered only to be confronted by several siz-
able flights of stairs. By the time she got to the maitre d's
podium she was again mildly winded. She asked for the
* confront (verb) to stand in front of someone in a threatening way
: She was confronted by two men.
* sizable (adj.) (=sizeable) fairly large
* maitre d's podium (noun) ?
* podium (noun) a small raised area for aperformer, speaker etc to stand on
* winded (adj.) < wind (verb) if a fall, a blow, or exercise winds you, it causes you to have difficulty breathing
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- While Kim wrestled with her thick, raven hair which
refused to do what she wanted it to do, she told herself
there was no need to be nervous. After all, Stanton Lewis
was family. The problem was that he had never before
called at the last minute to say that he "needed" her to
come to dinner and that it was an "emergency."
* wrestle (verb) [wrestle with something] to try to understand or solve a difficult problem
: He wrestled with the problem for days.
* raven (adj.) black and shiny
* family : [she's/he's family] (informal) used to emphasize your connection with someone who is related to you
- 7 ：名無しさん＠英語勉強中：2011/08/18(木) 00:27:27.08
- The Sign of the Four by Arthur Conan Doyle
Chapter 1: The Science of Deduction
Sherlock Holmes took his bottle from the corner of the mantelpiece,
and his hypodermic syringe from its neat morocco case.
With his long, white ,nervous fingers he adjusted the delicate needle
and rolled back his left shirtcuff.
For some little time his eyes rested thoughtfully upon the sinewy forearm and wrist,
all dotted and scarred with innumerable puncture-marks.
Finally, he thrust the sharp point home, pressed down the tiny piston,
and sank back into the velvet-lined armchair with a long sign of satisfaction.
* hypodermic (adj.) used to give an injection beneath the skin
* syringe (noun) a tube and needle used for removing blood from your body, or for putting drugs into it
* morocco (noun) fine soft leather case used especially for covering books
* sinewy (adj.) a sinewy person has a thin body and strong muscles
* innumerable (adj.) very many
- 8 ：名無しさん＠英語勉強中：2011/08/18(木) 18:43:29.93
- Master of the game, by Sidney Sheldon
Jamie, 1883 - 1906
"By God, this is a real donderstorm!" Jamie McGregor said.
He had grown up amid the wild storms of the Scottish High-
lands, but he had never witnessed anything as violent as this.
The afternoon sky had been suddenly obliterated by enormous
clouds of sand, instantly turning day into night. The dusty sky
was lit by flashes of lightning - weerlig, the Afrikaners called
it - that scorched the air, followed by donderslag - thunder.
* donderstorm (noun) ? sand thunderstorm ?
* obliterate (verb) to destroy something completely
* weerlig (noun) ? lightning ?
* scorch (verb) if you scorch something, or if it scorches,
its surface burns slightly and becomes brown
* donderslag (noun) ? thunder ?
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- Then the deluge. Sheets of rain that smashed against the army
of tents and tin huts and turned the dirt streets of Klipdrift
into frenzied streams of mud. The sky was a roar with rolling
peals of thunder, one following the other like artillery in some
Jamie McGregor quickly stepped aside as a house built of raw
brick dissolved into mud, and he wondered whether the town of
Klipdrift was going to survive.
Klipdrift was not really a town. It was a sprawling canvas vil-
lage, a seething mass of tents and huts and wagons crowding the
banks of the Vaal River, populated by wild-eyed dreamers
drawn to South Africa from all parts of the world by the same
* deluge (noun) (formal) a large flood
* frenzied (adj.) wild and uncontrolled
* seethe (verb) [be seething] if a place is seething with people, insects etc,
there are a lot of them all moving quickly in different directions
- 10 ：名無しさん＠英語勉強中：2011/08/18(木) 21:38:17.63
- 813 by Maurice Leblanc, translated by Alexander Teixeira de Mattos
Chapter 1: The Tragedy at the Palace Hotel
Mr. Kesselbach stopped short on the threshold of the sitting-room,
took his secretary's arm and, in an anxious voice, whispered:
"Chapman, some one has been here again. "
"Surely not, sir, " protested the secretary.
"You have just opened the hall-door yourself; and
the key never left your pocket while we were lunching in the restaurant. "
"Chapman, some one has been here again, " Mr. Kesselbach repeated.
He pointed to a traveling-bag on the mantelpiece.
"Look, I can prove it. That bag was shut. It is now open. "
Chapman protested. "Are you quite sure that you shut it, sir?
Besides, the bag contains nothing but odds and ends of no value, articles of dress ..."
"It contains nothing else, because I took my pocket-book out
before we went down, by way of precaution ... But for that ...
No, Chapman, I tell you, some one has been here while we were at lunch. "...
- 11 ：名無しさん＠英語勉強中：2011/08/20(土) 22:06:31.13
- The Little Prince, by Antoine de Saint-Exupery, translated by Katherine Woods
Once when I was six years old, I saw a magnificent picture in a book,
called True Stories from Nature, about the primeval forest. It was a picture
of a boa constrictor in the act of swallowing an animal. Here is a copy of
the drawing. http://wikilivres.info/wiki/File:Boa_fauve.png
In the book it said: "Boa constrictors swallow their prey whole,
without chewing it. After that they are not able to move, and they sleep
through the six months that they need for digestion. "
* magnificent (adj.) very good or beautiful, and very impressive: He gave a magnificent performance.
* primeval (adj.) belonging to a very early time in the history of the world: primeval forests
* boa constrictor (noun) a large snake that is not poisonous, but kills animals by crushing them
* prey (noun) an animal that is hunted and eaten by another animal: a tiger stalking its prey
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- I pondered deeply, then, over the adventures of the jungle. And after
some work with a colored pencil I succeeded in making my first drawing.
My Drawing Number One. It looked something like this: http://wikilivres.info/wiki/File:Sombrero.png
I showed my masterpiece to the grown-ups, and asked them wheter the drawing frightened them. But
they answered : "Frighten? Why should any one be frightened by a hat?"
My drawing was not a picture of a hat. It was a picture of a boa constrictor digesting an elephant. But
since the grown-ups were not able to understand it, I made another drawing: I drew the inside of a boa
constrictor, so that the grown-ups could see it clearly. They always need to have things explained. My
Drawing Number Two looked like this: http://wikilivres.info/wiki/File:Boa.png
* ponder (verb) to think carefully and seriously about something: She pondered her answer for a long time.
- 13 ：名無しさん＠英語勉強中：2011/08/22(月) 23:19:27.09
- Chromosome 6, by Robin Cook http://www.amazon.co.jp/dp/0425161242
Chapter 1 March 4, 1997, 7:25 A.M., New York City
Jack Stapleton bent over and put more muscle into his
pedaling as he sprinted the last block heading east along
Thirtieth Street. About fifty yards from First Avenue he sat
up and coasted no-hands before beginning to brake. The
upcoming traffic light was not in his favor, and even Jack
wasn't crazy enough to sail out into the mix of cars, buses,
and trucks racing uptown.
The weather had warmed considerably and the five
inches of slush that had fallen two days previously was gone
save for a few dirty piles between parked cars. Jack was
pleased the roads were clear since he'd not been able to
commute on his bike for several days. The bike was only
three weeks old. It was a replacement for one that had been
stolen a year previously.
Originally, Jack had planned on replacing the bike im-
mediately.But he'd changed his mind after a terrifyingly
close encounter with death made him temporarily conser-
vative about risk. The episode had nothing to do with bike
riding in the city, but nonetheless it scared him enough to
acknowledge that his riding style had been deliberately
* coast (verb) move, especially downhill, without using power
- 14 ：名無しさん＠英語勉強中：2011/08/22(月) 23:42:42.42
- But time dimmed Jack's fears. The final prod came when
he lost his watch and wallet in a subway mugging. A day
later, Jack bought himself a new Cannondale mountain
bike, and as far as his friends were concerned, he was up
to his old tricks. In reality, he was no longer tempting fate
by squeezing between speeding delivery vans and parked
cars; he no longer slaloamed down Second Avenue; and for
the most part he stayed out of Central Park after dark.
Jack came to a stop at the corner to wait for the light,
and as his foot touched down on the pavement he surveyed
the scene. Almost at once he became aware of a bevy of
TV vans with extended antennae parked on the east side
of First Avenue in front of his destination: the Office of the
Chief Medical Examiner for the City of New York, or what
some people called simply, the morgue.
* prod (noun) < prod (verb) to persuade or remind someone to do something that they are not eager to do
* mugging (noun) < mug (verb) to attack and rob someone in a public place
* survey (verb) to look at someone or something carefully
* bevy (noun) a large group of people of the same kind, especially girls or young women
* morgue (noun) a room or building where dead bodies are kept before they are buried or burned (= mortuary)
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- The Perican Brief, by John Grisham : http://www.amazon.co.jp/dp/0385339704
HE SEEMED INCAPABLE of creating such chaos, but
much of what he saw below could be blamed on him. And
that was fine. He was ninety-one, paralyzed, strapped in a
wheelchair and hooked to oxygen. His second stroke seven
years ago had almost finished him off, but Abraham Rosenberg
was still alive and even with tubes in his nose his legal stick
was bigger than the other eight. He was the only legend re-
maining on the Court, and the fact that was still breathing
irritated most of the mob below.
He sat in a small wheelchair in an office on the main floor
of the Supreme Court Building. His feet touched the edge of
the window, and he strained forward as the noise increased.
He hated cops, but the sight of them standing in thick, neat
lines was somewhat comforting. They stood straight and held
ground as the mob of at least fifty thousand screamed for blood.
"Biggest crowd ever!" Rosenberg yelled at the window.
He was almost deaf. Jason Kline, his senior law clerk, stood
behind him. It was the first Monday in October, the open-
ing day of the new term, and this had become a traditional
celebration of the First Amendment. A glorious celebration.
* mob (noun) a large noisy crowd, especially one that is antry and violent
* strain (verb) to try very hard to do something
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- Executive Orders, by Tom Clancy
1, STARTING NOW
THE FBI'S EMERGENCY
command center on the fifth floor of the Hoover building
is an odd-shaped room, roughly triangular and surpris-
ingly small, with room for only fifteen or so people to
bump shoulders. Number sixteen to arrive, tieless and
wearing casual clothes, was Deputy Assistant Director
Daniel E. Murray. The senior watch officer was his old
friend, Inspector Pat O'Day. A large-framed, rugged man
who raised beef cattle as a hobby at his northern Virginia
home - this "cowboy" had been born and educated in
New Hampshire, but his boots were custom-made.
O'Day had a phone to his ear, and the room was surpris-
ingly quiet for a crisis room during a real crisis. A curt nod
and raised hand acknowledged Murray's entry. The senior
agent waited for O'Day to conclude the call.
* an odd-shaped room with room for only fifteen or so people to bump shoulders
* Number sixteen to arrive was Daniel E. Murray
* curt (adj.) using very few words in a way that seems rude
- 17 ：名無しさん＠英語勉強中：2011/08/29(月) 00:04:13.00
- "What's going on, Pat?"
"I was just on the phone with Andrews. They have
tapes of the radar and stuff. I have agents from the Wash-
ington Field Office heading there to interview the tower
people. National Transportation Safety Board will have
people there, too, to assist. Initial word, looks like a Japan
Airlines 747 kamikaze'd in. The Andrews people say the
pilot declared an emergency as an unscheduled KLM
flight and drove straight over their runways, hung a little
left, and ... well ... " O'Day shrugged. "WFO has peo-
ple on the Hill now to commence the investigation. I'm as-
suming this one goes on the books as a terrorist incident,
and that gives us jurisdiction. "
"Where's the ADIC?" Murray asked, meaning the As-
sistant Director in Charge of the Bureau's Washington of-
fice, quartered at Buzzard's Point on the Potomac River.
"St. Lucia with Angie, taking a vacation. Tough luck
for Tony. " The inspector grunted. Tony Caruso had got-
ten away only three days earlier. "Tough day for a lot of
people. The body count's going to be huge, Dan, lots
worse'n Oklahoma. ...
* jurisdiction (noun) the legal power to make decisions about something
* quarter (verb) to provide someone with a place to sleep and eat, especially soldiers
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- The Firm, by John Grisham : http://www.amazon.co.jp/dp/044021145X
The senior partner studied the resume for the
hundredth time and again found nothing he disliked
about Mitchell Y. McDeere, at least not on paper. He
had the brains, the ambition, the good looks. And he
was hungry; with his background, he had to be. He
was married, and that was mandatory. The firm had
never hired an unmarried lawyer, and it frowned
heavily on divorce, as well as womanizing and drink-
ing. Drug testing was in the contract. He had a degree
in accounting, passed the CPA exam the first time he
took it and wanted to be a tax lawyer, which of course
was a requirement with a tax firm. He was white, and
the firm had never hired a black. They managed this
by being secretive and clubbish and never soliciting
job applications. Other firms solicited, and hired
blacks. This firm recruited, and remained lily white.
- 21 ：名無しさん＠英語勉強中：2011/08/30(火) 22:24:59.40
- Plus, the firm was in Memphis, of all places, and the
top blacks wanted New York or Washington or
Chicago. McDeere was a male, and there were no
women in the firm. That mistake had been made in
the mid-seventies when they recruited the number one
grad from Harvard, who happened to be a she and a
wizard at taxation. She lasted four turbulent years
and was killed in a car wreck.
* partner (noun) one of the owners of a business
* mandatory (adj.) something that is mandatory must be done because of a rule or law
* CPA : Certified Public Accountant
* secretive (adj.) unwilling to tell people things
* solicit (verb) to ask someone for money, help, or information
* turbulent (adj.) a turbulent period or situation is one in which there are a lot of changes
- 22 ：名無しさん＠英語勉強中：2011/09/09(金) 00:36:38.47
- The Last Class - The Story of a Little Alsatian, by Alphonse Daudet
(The Harvard Classics Shelf of Fiction)
I WAS very late for school that morning, and I was terribly afraid of
being scolded, especially as Monsieur Hamel had told us that he
should examine us on participles, and I did not know the first thing
about them. For a moment I thought of staying away from school
and wandering about the fields. It was such a warm, lovely day. I
could hear the blackbirds whistling on the edge of the wood, and in
the Rippert field, behind the sawmill, the Prussians going through
their drill. All that was much more tempting to me than the rules
concerning participles; but I had the strength to resist, and I ran as
fast as I could to school.
As I passed the mayor's office, I saw that there were people
gathered about the little board on which notices were posted. For
two years all our bad news had come from that board - battles lost,
conscriptions, orders from headquarters; and I thought without
stoppng: "What can it be now?"...
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- Timeline, by Michael Crichton http://www.amazon.co.jp/dp/0345417623/
He should never have taken that shortcut.
Dan Baker winced as his new Mercedes S500 sedan bounced down the
dirt road, heading deeper into the Navajo reservation in northern Arizona.
Around them, the landscape was increasingly desolate: distant red mesas to
the east, flat desert stretching away in the west. They had passed a village
half an hour earlier - dusty houses, a church and a small school, huddled
against a cliff - but since then, they's seen nothing at all, not even a fence.
Just empty red desert. They hadn't seen another car for an hour. Now it was
noon, the sun glaring down at them. Baker, a forty-year-old building con-
tractor in Phoenix, was beginning to feel uneasy. Especially since his wife,
an architect, was one of those artistic people who wasn't practical about
things like gas and water. His tank was half-empty. And the car was starting to run hot.
"Liz, " he said, "are you sure this is the way?"
Sitting beside him, his wife was bent over the map, tracing the route
with her finger. "It has to be, " she said. "The guidebook said four miles be-
yound the Corazon Canyon turnoff. "
"But we passed Corazon Canyon twenty minutes ago. We must have missed it. "
"How could we miss a trading post? " she said.
"I don't know. " Baker stared at the road ahead. "But there's nothing out
here. Are you sure you want to do this? I mean, we can get great Navajo
rugs in Sedona. They sell all kinds of rugs in Sedona. "
"Sedona, " she sniffed, "is not authentic. "
"Of course it's authentic, honey. A rug is a rug. "
"Okay. " He sighed. "A weaving. "...
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- The Burning Wire, by Jeffrey Deaver : http://www.amazon.co.jp/dp/1439156344
Sitting in the control center of Algonquin Consolidated Power and
Light's sprawling complex on the East River in Queens, New York, the
morning supervisor frowned at the pulsing red words on his computer
screen. : Critical falure.
Below them was frozen the exact time: 11:20:20:003 a.m.
He lowered his cardboard coffee cup, blue and white with stiff depic-
tions of Greek athletes on it, and sat up in his creaky swivel chair.
The power company control center employees sat in front of in-
dividual workstations, like air traffic controllers. The large room was
brightly lit and dominated by a massive flat-screen monitor, reporting
on the flow of electicity throughout the power grid known as the
Northeastern Interconnection, which provided electrical service in New
York, Pennsylvania, New Jersay and Connecticut. The architecture and
decor of the control center were quite modern - if the year were 1960.
The supervisor squinted up at the board, which showed the juice
arriving from generating plants around the country : steam turbines, reac-
tors and the hydroelectric dam at Niagara Falls. In one tiny portion of
the spaghetti depicting these electrical lines, something was wrong. A
red circle was flashing. : Critical failure ...
'What's up?' the supre visor asked. A gray-haired man with a taut belly
under his short-sleeved white shirt and thirty years' experience in the elec-
tricity business, he was mostly curious. While critical-incident indicator
lights came on from time to time, actual critical incidents were very rare. ...
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- The Sky Is Falling, by Sidney Sheldon
CONFIDENTIAL MINUTES TO ALL OPERATION PERSONNEL: DESTROY IMMEDIATELY AFTER READING.
THERE WERE TWELVE MEN in the heavily
guarded underground chamber, representing
twelve far-flung countries. They were seated
in comfortable chairs set in six rows, several feet
apart. They listened intently as the speaker
addressed them. ...
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SHE WAS HURRYING ALONG Pennsylvania
Avenue, a block from the White House, shiver-
ing in the cold December wind, when she
heard the terrifying, earsplitting scream of air-raid
sirens and then the sound of a bomber plane over-
head, ready to unload its cargo of death. She
stopped, frozen, engulfed in a red mist of terror.
Suddenly she was back in Sarajevo, and she could
hear the shrill whistle of the bomb dropping. She
closed her eyes tightly, but it was impossible to shut
out the vision of what was happening all around her.
The sky was ablaze, and she was deafened by the
sounds of automatic-weapons fire, roaring planes,
and the wump of deadly mortar shells. Nearby build-
ings erupted into showers of cement, bricks, and
dust. Terrified people were running in every direc-
tion, trying to outrace death.
From far, far away, a man's voice was saying,
"Are you all right?"
Slowly, warily, she opened her eyes. She was
back on Pennsylvania Avenue, in the bleak winter
sunlight, listening to the fading sounds of the jet
plane and the ambulance siren that had triggered her
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