"The ride will last some time, so hold on well!" Her voice was soft like a flute, but rather malicious. Maskull grinned, and said nothing. He dared not remove his arm. The shrowk straddled on to its legs. It jerked itself forward, and rose slowly and uncouthly in the air. They began to paddle upward toward the painted cliffs. The motion was swaying, rocking, and sickening; the contact of the brute's slimy skin was disgusting. All this, however, was merely, background to Maskull, as he sat there with closed eyes, holding on to Oceaxe.英文原著 · 《A Voyage to Arcturus》
They're not trying to save the barns. They're a dead loss. What little water they can get from the cisterns and wells around - hasn't it been dry? - they are using to try to save Swope's house, and the one next to it. Is that where Lonny Wheeler lives? I knew it was up this way somewhere. Don't he look ridiculous, sitting up there a-straddle of his ridgepole, with a tin-cup? A tin-cup, if you please.英文原著 · 《Back Home》
"I don't think it matters so much where we light, it's what we do when we get there," said Bud to Smoky, his horse, one day as they stopped where two roads forked at the base of a great, outstanding peak that was but the point of a mountain range. "This trail straddles the butte and takes on up two different valleys. It's all cow-country--so what do yuh say, Smoke? Which trail looks the best to you?"英文原著 · 《Cow-Country》
The crowd was having hysterics when Bud straddled a Little Lost horse and, loudly declaring that he would bring back Sunfish, led Smoky limping back to he pasture. He returned soon, leading the buckskin. The crowd surged closer, gave Sunfish a glance and whooped again. Bud's face was red with apparent anger, his eyes snapped. He faced them defiantly, his hand on Sunfish's thin, straggling mane.英文原著 · 《Cow-Country》
Brower,'he said bending to his work again. 'Thought you d blown out the gas somewhere. 'Waiting until you reject this article,'I said. He sent a boy for Mr Ottarson, the city editor. Meanwhile he had begun to drive his pen across the broadsheets with tremendous energy. Somehow it reminded me of a man ploughing black furrows behind a fast walking team in a snow flurry. His mind was 'straddle the furrow'when Mr Ottarson came in. There was a moment of silence in which the latter stood scanning a page of the Herald he had brought with him.英文原著 · 《Eben Holden》
I love you." - I'm close, man. - She straddles you, pulls you inside... grinds her hips back and forth, back and forth--美剧 · 《House of Cards》