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日期:2020-08-04 16:53:11
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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1  The hut was quite cosy, panelled with unvarnished deal, having a little rustic table and stool beside her chair, and a carpenter's bench, then a big box, tools, new boards, nails; and many things hung from pegs: axe, hatchet, traps, things in sacks, his coat. It had no window, the light came in through the open door. It was a jumble, but also it was a sort of little sanctuary.
2.  `Do you think there is a second key to that little hut not far from John's Well, where the pheasants are reared?' she said.
3.  `And I do think you confuse the mental life with the critical activity. I agree with you, Socrates gave the critical activity a grand start, but he did more than that,' said Charlie May, rather magisterially. The cronies had such a curious pomposity under their assumed modesty. It was all so ex cathedra, and it all pretended to be so humble.
4.  `Connie, this is the new game-keeper, Mellors. You haven't spoken to her ladyship yet, Mellors?'
5.  `How?'
6.  Her father warned her again: `Why don't you get yourself a beau, Connie? Do you all the good in the world.'

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1.  The worst of it was, Clifford tended to become vague, absent, and to fall into fits of vacant depression. It was the wound to his psyche coming out. But it made Connie want to scream. Oh God, if the mechanism of the consciousness itself was going to go wrong, then what was one to do? Hang it all, one did one's bit! Was one to be let down absolutely?
2.  The keeper, waiting at attention to be dismissed, watched everything narrowly, missing nothing. He went pale, with a sort of fear, when he saw Connie lifting the inert legs of the man in her arms, into the other chair, Clifford pivoting round as she did so. He was frightened.
3.  At the cottage the door stood open, and there was a rattling heard inside. Connie lingered, the child slipped her hand, and ran indoors.
4.  `I just wondered if you'd be coming, my Lady,' the woman said brightly.
5.  Connie grew warm by the fire, which she had made too big: then she grew hot. She went and sat on the stool in the doorway, watching the man at work. He seemed not to notice her, but he knew. Yet he worked on, as if absorbedly, and his brown dog sat on her tail near him, and surveyed the untrustworthy world.
6.  Connie walked dimly on. From the old wood came an ancient melancholy, somehow soothing to her, better than the harsh insentience of the outer world. She liked the inwardness of the remnant of forest, the unspeaking reticence of the old trees. They seemed a very power of silence, and yet a vital presence. They, too, were waiting: obstinately, stoically waiting, and giving off a potency of silence. Perhaps they were only waiting for the end; to be cut down, cleared away, the end of the forest, for them the end of all things. But perhaps their strong and aristocratic silence, the silence of strong trees, meant something else.

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2.  Constance, his wife, was a ruddy, country-looking girl with soft brown hair and sturdy body, and slow movements, full of unusual energy. She had big, wondering eyes, and a soft mild voice, and seemed just to have come from her native village. It was not so at all. Her father was the once well-known R. A., old Sir Malcolm Reid. Her mother had been one of the cultivated Fabians in the palmy, rather pre-Raphaelite days. Between artists and cultured socialists, Constance and her sister Hilda had had what might be called an aesthetically unconventional upbringing. They had been taken to Paris and Florence and Rome to breathe in art, and they had been taken also in the other direction, to the Hague and Berlin, to great Socialist conventions, where the speakers spoke in every civilized tongue, and no one was abashed.
3.  Michaelis arrived duly, in a very neat car, with a chauffeur and a manservant. He was absolutely Bond Street! But at right of him something in Clifford's county soul recoiled. He wasn't exactly... not exactly...in fact, he wasn't at all, well, what his appearance intended to imply. To Clifford this was final and enough. Yet he was very polite to the man; to the amazing success in him. The bitch-goddess, as she is called, of Success, roamed, snarling and protective, round the half-humble, half-defiant Michaelis' heels, and intimidated Clifford completely: for he wanted to prostitute himself to the bitch-goddess, Success also, if only she would have him.
4.  `I'm afraid Bolshevism is a large question,' said Hammond, shaking his head seriously.
5.   `I'm just going,' she said.
6.  `Am Ah t' light yer a little fire?' he asked, with the curious na?veté of the dialect.

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1.  This day, however, Clifford wanted to send a message to the keeper, and as the boy was laid up with influenza, somebody always seemed to have influenza at Wragby, Connie said she would call at the cottage.
2.  `I tell you we must...we say such spiteful things to one another, about one another, behind our backs! I'm the worst.'
3.  `Very well, Sir Clifford.'
4、  `Where does it lie, as far as we're concerned? We're all intelligent human beings, and the male and female business is in abeyance. Just in abeyance. How would you like me to start acting up like a continental male at this moment, and parading the sex thing?'
5、  Connie looked up at him at last. The child, her child, was just an `it' to him. It...it...it!

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  • 陈晋 08-03

      `What pussy, dear?'

  • 朱利亚 08-03

      `Might he?' said Clifford. `I hadn't noticed.'

  • 张新基 08-03

       Shudders of subsiding sobs.

  • 陈永强 08-03

      `Couldn't we get another key?' she asked in her soft voice, that underneath had the ring of a woman determined to get her way.

  • 江树发 08-02

    {  The weather came rainy again. But after a day or two she went out in the rain, and she went to the wood. And once there, she went towards the hut. It was raining, but not so cold, and the wood felt so silent and remote, inaccessible in the dusk of rain.

  • 程咬金 08-01

      `And here are the addresses of two women; I saw one of them, she would do very well; a woman of about fifty, quiet, strong, kind, and in her way cultured...'}

  • 任平生 08-01

      `All right. The fact that things ought to be something else than what they are, is not my department.

  • 戈尔捷奇科 08-01

      `Oh, when people begin to talk about real women, I give up,' said Olive.

  • 方声洞 07-31

       `Was yer waitin' to get in?' he asked, looking at the hut, not at her.

  • 格雷格里·银 07-29

    {  `And isn't he married?'

  • 陈来玉 07-29

      She heard the man coming lightly downstairs. He opened the door quickly, and startled her. He looked uneasy himself, but instantly a laugh came on his face.

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