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类型【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1:罗勃·洛宁 大小:AObketSs10356KB 下载:MEwRCBAI44878次
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日期:2020-08-10 15:43:20
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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1  But Clifford was really extremely shy and self-conscious now he was lamed. He hated seeing anyone except just the personal servants. For he had to sit in a wheeled chair or a sort of bath-chair. Nevertheless he was just as carefully dressed as ever, by his expensive tailors, and he wore the careful Bond Street neckties just as before, and from the top he looked just as smart and impressive as ever. He had never been one of the modern ladylike young men: rather bucolic even, with his ruddy face and broad shoulders. But his very quiet, hesitating voice, and his eyes, at the same time bold and frightened, assured and uncertain, revealed his nature. His manner was often offensively supercilious, and then again modest and self-effacing, almost tremulous.
2.  He had lapsed into the vernacular. Connie hesitated; he was putting up an opposition. Was it his hut, after all?
3.  `Sir Clifford!' he said, `won't he...won't he be...?' She paused a moment to consider. `Perhaps!' she said. And she looked up at him. `I don't want Clifford to know not even to suspect. It would hurt him so much. But I don't think it's wrong, do you?'
4.  He pushed back his hat in an odd comic way.
5.  `And what sort of a good time?' asked Connie, gazing on him still with a sort of amazement, that looked like thrill; and underneath feeling nothing at all.
6.  Till she came to the clearing, at the end of the wood, and saw the green-stained stone cottage, looking almost rosy, like the flesh underneath a mushroom, its stone warmed in a burst of sun. And there was a sparkle of yellow jasmine by the door; the closed door. But no sound; no smoke from the chimney; no dog barking.

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1.  `Oh do!' she said.
2.  `Oh, I don't think it's hardly my place. I don't think Sir Clifford would like it at all, my Lady.'
3.  And she was angry against the self-willed male. A servant too! She walked sullenly home.
4.  `Why, exactly! So I should be if he began to urinate in a corner of my drawing-room. There's a place for all these things.'
5.  The three had said they would all live together always. But now Herbert was dead, and Sir Geoffrey wanted Clifford to marry. Sir Geoffrey barely mentioned it: he spoke very little. But his silent, brooding insistence that it should be so was hard for Clifford to bear up against.
6.  `So let's make cider of ourselves,' said Charlie.

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1.  She came to the clearing. No one there! The hut was locked. But she sat on the log doorstep, under the rustic porch, and snuggled into her own warmth. So she sat, looking at the rain, listening to the many noiseless noises of it, and to the strange soughings of wind in upper branches, when there seemed to be no wind. Old oak-trees stood around, grey, powerful trunks, rain-blackened, round and vital, throwing off reckless limbs. The ground was fairly free of undergrowth, the anemones sprinkled, there was a bush or two, elder, or guelder-rose, and a purplish tangle of bramble: the old russet of bracken almost vanished under green anemone ruffs. Perhaps this was one of the unravished places. Unravished! The whole world was ravished.
2.  Michaelis had seized upon Clifford as the central figure for a play; already he had sketched in the plot, and written the first act. For Michaelis was even better than Clifford at making a display of nothingness. It was the last bit of passion left in these men: the passion for making a display. Sexually they were passionless, even dead. And now it was not money that Michaelis was after. Clifford had never been primarily out for money, though he made it where he could, for money is the seal and stamp of success. And success was what they wanted. They wanted, both of them, to make a real display...a man's own very display of himself that should capture for a time the vast populace.
3.  `Well, you've got them all,' said Berry.
4.  And they were there, the short-stemmed flowers, rustling and fluttering and shivering, so bright and alive, but with nowhere to hide their faces, as they turned them away from the wind.
5.   Clifford stopped the chair, once through the gate, and the man came quickly, courteously, to close it.
6.  She thought of Michaelis! He was absolutely Clifford's idea of the wrong sort of fellow.

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1.  He went in front of her down the garden path to hold the gate. In his shirt, without the clumsy velveteen coat, she saw again how slender he was, thin, stooping a little. Yet, as she passed him, there was something young and bright in his fair hair, and his quick eyes. He would be a man about thirty-seven or eight.
2.  `Sir Clifford 'adn't got no other key then?' he asked.
3.  `How could they make him an officer when he speaks broad Derbyshire?'
4、  Therefore the peculiar soft assurance of a girl like Constance Reid fascinated him. She was so much more mistress of herself in that outer world of chaos than he was master of himself.
5、  `It's much less complicated if one stays pure,' said Berry.

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  • 胡学文 08-09

      `If you have the proper sort of emotion or sympathy with a woman, you ought to sleep with her,' said May. `It's the only decent thing, to go to bed with her. Just as, when you are interested talking to someone, the Only decent thing is to have the talk out. You don't prudishly put your tongue between your teeth and bite it. You just say out your say. And the same the other way.'

  • 魏吴 08-09

      `But why are you such a lonely bird?' Connie asked him; and again he looked at her, with his full, searching, hazel look.

  • 萧遥 08-09

       And enough to give her a subtle sort of self-assurance, something blind and a little arrogant. It was an almost mechanical confidence in her own powers, and went with a great cheerfulness.

  • 塞米蒂 08-09

      `Will Connie go?' asked Clifford.

  • 克里斯·西里撒 08-08

    {  `Haven't you done anything about it?'

  • 岩坎 08-07

      The rain was abating. It was hardly making darkness among the oaks any more. Connie wanted to go; yet she sat on. But she was getting cold; yet the overwhelming inertia of her inner resentment kept her there as if paralysed.}

  • 杨成武 08-07

      `Oh, nothing: just his manner; and he said he knew nothing about keys.'

  • 马罗 08-07

      The man faced lightly round, and saluted with a quick little gesture, a soldier!

  • 唐建平 08-06

       So Connie watched him fixedly. And the same solitary aloneness she had seen in him naked, she now saw in him clothed: solitary, and intent, like an animal that works alone, but also brooding, like a soul that recoils away, away from all human contact. Silently, patiently, he was recoiling away from her even now. It was the stillness, and the timeless sort of patience, in a man impatient and passionate, that touched Connie's womb. She saw it in his bent head, the quick quiet hands, the crouching of his slender, sensitive loins; something patient and withdrawn. She felt his experience had been deeper and wider than her own; much deeper and wider, and perhaps more deadly. And this relieved her of herself; she felt almost irresponsible.

  • 李伯拉斯 08-04

    {  She plodded on into the wood, knowing he was looking after her; he upset her so much, in spite of herself.

  • 韩富彪 08-04

      `Here is the address of a good manservant, who was with an invalid patient of the doctor's till he died last month. He is really a good man, and fairly sure to come.'

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