Thirteen months before the next general election, the legislative motor is spluttering.

距离下届大选有13个月， 而立法运动举步维艰。

There was a funny spluttering noise from behind them.

喀喀喀，他们身后传来一种很奇怪声音。

" Aquamenti" ! screamed Hermione, and a jet of water streamed from her wand, engulfing a spluttering and choking Mundungus.

" 清水如泉" ！赫敏大喊。一股水花从她魔杖喷了出来，喷向几乎窒息蒙顿格斯。

She was considering the now spluttering Tisdall.

她正在考虑现在气急败坏提斯达尔。

Uncle Andrew, coughing and spluttering, picked himself up.

安德鲁叔叔一边咳嗽一边断断续续地爬起来。

The bathrooms were even older than the Gopniks' and let loose unpredictable torrents of spluttering water.

浴室比 Gopniks 旧，出知哗啦啦水流。

'I don't think I can do this, ' I said, as I emerged for the seventh time, spluttering.

“我认为我能做到这一点， ”当我第七次出现时， 我说，气喘吁吁。

You're not in a fit state to come here, if you can't come here without spluttering like a bad pen.

你适合来这里，如果你能像一支烂笔一样乱七八糟地来到这里。

When I left Rome I corresponded with him, and about once in two months received from him long letters in queer English, which brought before me vividly his spluttering, enthusiastic, gesticulating conversation.

我离开罗马后同他继续有书信往来，每两个月左右我就接到他用怪里怪气英语写一封长信。他谈话时那种又急切又热情、双手挥舞神情总是跃然纸上。

As Ron and Hermione emerged, spluttering and gasping, from the depths of the lake, the dragon flew on, its wings beating hard, and landed at last on a distant bank.

罗恩和赫敏从湖水深处浮了上来，吐着水，大口吸气。巨龙接着飞行，猛烈地拍打着翅膀，最后停在了远处湖岸上。

Firecrackers were crackling and spluttering, and sailors shouting goodbye to their buddies on the shore. I was seized with violent emotion, tears welling up in my eyes and blurring my eyeglasses.

船慢慢向前驶着，沿途见了停着好几只灰色白色军舰。

So the petrels called to the mollys: but they were so busy and greedy, gobbling and peeking and spluttering and fighting over the blubber, that they did not take the least notice.

于是，海燕向海鸥呼唤：但它们是如此忙碌和贪婪，狼吞虎咽、偷看、噼里啪啦、争抢鲸脂，以至于它们丝毫没有理会。

On the right, Villon and Guy Tabary were huddled together over a scrap of parchment; Villon making a ballade which he was to call the " Ballade of Roast Fish, " and Tabary spluttering admiration at his shoulder.

在右边，维庸和盖伊·塔巴里 (Guy Tabary) 挤在一张羊皮纸上；维庸 (Villon) 正在创作一首他称之为“烤鱼叙事曲”叙事曲，塔巴里 (Tabary) 在他肩膀上发出赞赏声音。