她站着，一只手叉在瘦瘦的腰上，另一只手拿着报纸冲着他的秃顶挥动，弄得唏哩哗啦直响。

She stood with one hand on her thin hip and the other rattling the newspaper at his bald head.

我提起我这本脏书的书皮哗啦一下，使劲地把它扔到狗窝里去，赌咒说我恨善书。

I took my dingy volume by the scroop, and hurled it into the dog kennel, vowing I hated a good book.