Yes, I do. And I remember something you don't--probably you don't--remember. There was no looking-glass in your room."
She stopped. "No looking-glass!" he repeated, wondering. "No, there was no looking-glass. And I remember when I came in I saw there wasn't, and I was glad. Because I couldn't look at myself and see how dreadful and dishevelled and hideous I was--how dirty even I was. My impulse was to go to a glass.英文原著 · 《A Spirit in Prison》
The right lung and the heart (contained in a 6-lb. glass
jar). The contents of the stomach (in a 6-lb. glass jar). The stomach itself (in a 6-lb. glass jar). The liver, the spleen and the kidneys (in a 9-lb. glass jar).英文原著 · 《Resurrection》
"I know his name is Glass," answered the girl, in great impatience. "I heard it through the door. They were quarrelling--about money, I think--for I heard James say again and again, `That's right, Mr Glass,' or `No, Mr Glass,' and then, `Two or three, Mr Glass.' But we're talking too much; you must come at once, and there may be time yet."英文原著 · 《The Wisdom of Father Brown》
"Mr Glass's hat," said the doctor, returning with it and peering into the inside with a pocket lens. "How to explain the absence of Mr Glass and the presence of Mr Glass's hat? For Mr Glass is not a careless man with his clothes. That hat is of a stylish shape and systematically brushed and burnished, though not very new. An old dandy, I should think."英文原著 · 《The Wisdom of Father Brown》
She rose, all of a sudden, and looked keenly at herself in the glass, to see if she had not somehow overrated her attractions. But the glass was reassuring. It told her not one man in a million could go to a sick friend that night, when he might pass the evening by her side, and visit his friend early in the morning. Best loved is best served. Tears of mortified vanity were in her eyes; but she smiled through them at the glass; then dried them carefully, and went back to the dining-room radiant, to all appearance.英文原著 · 《A Woman-Hater》
ho!" he laughed Homerically. "And with your cold bed and daughters old enough to be the mother of El-Soo! ho!" He began to cough and strangle, and the old slaves smote him on the back. ho!" he began again, and went off into another paroxysm. Porportuk waited patiently, sipping from his glass and studying the double row of faces down the board. "It is no joke," he said finally. "My speech is well meant."
Klakee-Nah sobered and looked at him, then reached for his glass, but could not touch it. A slave passed it to him, and glass and liquor he flung into the face of Porportuk.英文原著 · 《Lost Face》
She was saying I'm always forgetting stuff, so I whipped off my glasses, looked her square in the eye and said, "I never forget a thing." I might have left my glasses there.美剧 · 《Bojack Horseman》
- Through the glass doors. - Through the glass doors.美剧 · 《Friends》