He cavilled and scowled; he huffed and he ranted.

他事事挑剔、皱着眉头、怒不可遏、冷嘲热讽。

The lad was too thirsty by now to cavil at anything even remotely resembling water, so he drank his fill while Akut stood with raised head, alert for any danger.

小伙子现在太渴了，连一点点类似水西都不敢挑剔，所以他喝了个够，阿库特则抬起头站着，警惕任。

Her eyes, a deep grey, with dark eye-lashes and eyebrows, had never been denied their praise; but the skin, which she had been used to cavil at, as wanting colour, had a clearness and delicacy which really needed no fuller bloom.

她眼睛是深灰色，有着深色睫毛和眉毛，从来没有被拒绝过他们赞美;但是，她习惯于嗤之以鼻皮肤，就像想要颜色一样，却有一种清澈细腻感觉，真不需要比这更丰满绽放了。