The town writhed at these last two!

威尔克斯要能在军事委员会面前站出来，表现出只感到酒后头痛得厉害，并没有什么更严重的痛苦。

Some lay stiff and still but many writhed under the hot sun, moaning.

有的静静地僵直地躺着，也有许多蜷伏在太阳下呻吟。

She writhed as one who is in terrible pain, and her limbs were dreadfully convulsed.

她象一个正在经受剧痛的人那样翻滚扭动，她的四肢可怕地抽搐。

Those poor men leaped up into the shrouds, clung to the masts, writhed beneath the waters.

那些不幸的人们扑向船侧桅索，攀上桅樯，在水中挣扎。

In vain he struggled and writhed. Not one step could he possibly take either forward or backward.

他用力挣扎，可是连一步也进退不得。

The guilt filling the whole of Harry's chest like some monstrous, weighty parasite, now writhed and squirmed.

哈利的内心充满了负罪感，像是一些巨大的、沉甸甸的寄生虫在翻滚蠕动。

Scarlett writhed at his words. Of course, Ashley loved her for just these things.

当然，艾希礼所爱的正是她的这些东西。

I writhed in the grip of the fiery torture, the movement making the pain in my leg flare sickeningly.

我困住那阵炽热的折磨中，痛苦地翻滚着，这个举动让我腿上的疼痛若隐若现，这简直令人厌恶。

Again the upward jerk of the wrist and again Bond's whole body writhed and contorted.

手腕再次向上猛拉，邦德的整个身体再次扭动扭曲。

The Death Eater on the ground writhed and shrieked; Harry was sure the sound must carry to the houses around.

倒在地上的那个食死徒痛苦地扭动、惨叫。哈利相信这声音一定会传到周围的房子里。

His victim writhed in the agony of death.

他的受害者在死亡的痛苦中挣扎。

The inkvine scar along his jaw writhed with the scowl.

他下巴上的墨藤疤痕因皱眉而扭曲。

Her face writhed against my chest and I think she was trying to scream.

她的脸贴着我的胸膛扭动着， 我想她是想尖叫。

He writhed with his pen, writing down in his wry written language.

他扭动他的钢笔，写下他歪斜的书面语。

The man moaned, writhed a little, and his face came into the moonlight.

男人呻吟着，扭动了一下，他的脸暴露在月光下。

The inkvine scar along his jawline writhed as he turned, casting a smile across the room.

当他转身时，他下巴上的墨藤疤痕扭动着，在房间里洒下微笑。

A crooked smile, like a Malay crease, writhed across the face of one of the women.

一个扭曲的微笑，像马来人的皱纹，在其中一个女人的脸上扭曲。

In its death-agony it writhed through the Narrows, leaving a trail of blackness on the waters.

它在垂死的痛苦中翻腾着穿过海峡， 在水面上留下一道黑色的痕迹。

The air did me good, but the whiskey was dying, and it writhed as it died.

空气对我很好， 但威士忌正在消亡， 它在消亡时扭动着。

Still I did not answer, and still I writhed myself from his grasp: for I was still incredulous.

我仍然没有回答，仍然从他的手中挣脱：因为我仍然不敢相信。