That's the secret to bobbing for apples.

这就是跳苹果的秘诀。

What's he gonna bob for next I wonder?

我想知道他接下来会做什么？

Mr Kralefsky. - Oh, with pleasure. I love to bob!

克拉夫斯基先生 - 噢 我的荣幸 我喜欢玩这个！

Okay. but I'm gonna talk to bob. -bob? why?

好吧 但我得和鲍勃谈谈 -鲍勃 为什么？

" All right, if you'd really rather. Five shillings, and I gave a bob to the driver" .

“好吧，如果你真的愿意的话。五先令，我给了司机一个鲍勃” 。

Are you gonna be tucking him in at night? Making him breakfast in the morning? Careful to bob and weave as he tries to blow your head off?

你晚上会给他盖被子吗？早上给他做早餐？他要把你一枪爆头时候扭头转身？

Ben looked up at it, then he looked at the bulletlike silhouette of Luster's head in the window and he begun to bob his head again, drooling.

本抬头看了看， 然后他看着窗外卢斯特头部子弹般的轮廓， 他又开始低头， 流着口水。

The greatest of thinkers, from Aristotle downwards, have tackled this little problem, which has a knack of baffling every effort, of slipping away and escaping only to bob up again, a pert challenge flung at philosophic speculation.

从亚里士多德开始， 最伟大的思想家都解决了这个小问题，它有一个诀窍， 那就是费尽心机，溜走和逃脱， 然后又跳起来，这是对哲学思辨的重大挑战。

She never finds herself very soon, so the minute her cap began to bob like a top-heavy dahlia, I whipped the Vicar of Wakefield out of my pocket, and read away, with one eye on him and one on Aunt.

她从来没有很快找到自己，所以当她的帽子开始像一朵头重脚轻的大丽花一样上下摆动时，我从口袋里掏出韦克菲尔德的牧师，然后读了起来，一只眼睛看着他，一只眼睛看着姨妈。