It was the sweetest little room in the world, with a soft comfortable bed that had sheets of green silk and a green velvet counterpane.

那是在世界上最美丽最可爱小房间了，放着一只柔软舒，上铺有绿绸被，绿天鹅绒褥。

He recoiled in terror from that mental voice, his eyes widening, his hands tightening into claws on the counterpane.

那个内心声音吓得他往后退，他睁大眼睛，两手绷紧着抓住单。

She burrowed her head in the pillow and cried and kicked her feet at the tufted counterpane.

她把头埋在枕头里，一哭一用双脚乱踢着被子。

Melanie lay in the bed, her figure under the counterpane shrunken and flat like a little girl's. Two black braids fell on either side of her face and her closed eyes were sunken in twin purple circles.

媚兰躺在上，罩底下萎缩单薄形体就像是个小女孩似。两条黑黑发辫垂在颊两旁，闭着眼睛陷在一对紫色地圆圈里。

Jake did not leave. He walked with cumbersome caution to one of the straight white chairs and seated himself. The Negro moved his hands on the counterpane. His black eyes glittered with fever. Jake watched him. They waited.

杰克没有离开。他笨手笨脚地小心翼翼地走到一张白色直椅旁坐下。黑人把手放在单上。他黑眼睛因发烧而闪闪发光。杰克看着他。他们等了。

The ocean blueness deepened its colour as it stretched to the foot of the crags, where it terminated in a fringe of white—silent at this distance, though moving and heaving like a counterpane upon a restless sleeper.

海洋蓝色在延伸到峭壁脚下了它颜色，在那里它以白色边缘结束——在这个距离上是寂静，尽管移动和起伏就像不安睡眠者身上被单。

Her resolute effort threw back the lid, and gave to her astonished eyes the view of a white cotton counterpane, properly folded, reposing at one end of the chest in undisputed possession!

她果断地掀开了盖子，映入她惊讶眼中是一条折叠整齐白棉罩，安详地躺在箱子一端，独占着空间！

Against the dark background of the kitchen she stood up tall and angular, one hand drawing a quilted counterpane to her flat breast, while the other held a lamp.

在厨房黑暗背景下，她站得高高，棱角分明，一只手在平坦乳房上拉着棉被，另一只手拿着一盏灯。

The count was weakened by the loss of blood and was more drowsy than asleep; his hands picked the counterpane and tried to draw it over him.

伯爵因失血而虚弱，昏昏欲睡。他手拿起被单，想把它盖在身上。

Out of these deep surrounding shades rose high, and glared white, the piled-up mattresses and pillows of the bed, spread with a snowy Marseilles counterpane.

在这些浓阴影之中，显得很高，白色垫上铺着雪白马赛布罩。

I sat on the side of the bed, tracing the pattern on the candlewick counterpane with my index finger.

我坐在边，用食指沿着蜡烛芯绒罩上图案描画。

Mr. Cruncher reposed under a patchwork counterpane, like a Harlequin at home.

克朗彻先生躺在一块拼凑而成罩下，就像家里小丑一样。

He gathered up the torn counterpane, threw it into a drawer, and hastily smoothed down the bed.

他收拾起撕破单，扔进抽屉里，然后急忙把铺平整。

He dragged the counterpane from his bed, and with frantic haste began tearing off a strip.

他从上拽下了单，以狂乱速度开始撕下一条。