Shoe-Bar Stratton - Chapter 18

Stratton staggered back against the wall and leaned there, panting. All his strength had gone out in that last terrific blow, and for a space he seemed incapable ¹ of movement. At length, conscious of a warm, moist trickle ² on his chin, he raised one hand mechanically to his face and brought it away, dabbled ³ with bright crimson ⁴. For a moment or two he regarded the stiff, crooked ⁵ fingers and bruised ⁶ knuckles ⁷ in a dazed, impersonal ⁸ fashion as if the hand belonged to some one else. Then he became aware that Bud was speaking., ,"Sure," he mumbled ⁹, when the meaning of the reiterated ¹⁰ question penetrated ¹² to his consciousness. "I'm--all--right.", ,Then his head began to clear, and, slowly straightening his sagging ¹³ shoulders, he glanced down at the hulking figure sprawling ¹⁴ motionless amidst the debris ¹⁵ of the wrecked ¹⁶ table., , ,"He's out, that's all," stated Jessup crisply. "Golly, Buck ¹⁷! That was some punch." He paused, regarding his friend eagerly. "What are yuh goin' to do now?" he asked., ,A tiny trickle of blood from Stratton's cut lip ran down his chin and splashed on the front of his torn, disordered shirt., ,Computers are incapable of creative thought.计算机不会创造性地思维
。,The stream has thinned down to a mere trickle.这条小河变成细流了。