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日期:2020-08-12 18:23:36
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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1  This speech was one of the crucial blows of Connie's life. It killed something in her. She had not been so very keen on Michaelis; till he started it, she did not want him. It was as if she never positively wanted him. But once he had started her, it seemed only natural for her to come to her own crisis with him. Almost she had loved him for it...almost that night she loved him, and wanted to marry him.
2.  `Am I late, Clifford?' she said, putting down the few flowers and taking up the tea-caddy, as she stood before the tray in her hat and scarf. `I'm sorry! Why didn't you let Mrs Bolton make the tea?'
3.  `And you think it's a writer of popular plays that you've got to be?' asked Connie.
4.  `No, I'm not. But isn't something wrong?'
5.  `But don't you think there is something special about him?' she asked.
6.  Now she had more time to herself she could softly play the piano, up in her room, and sing: `Touch not the nettle, for the bonds of love are ill to loose.' She had not realized till lately how ill to loose they were, these bonds of love. But thank Heaven she had loosened them! She was so glad to be alone, not always to have to talk to him. When he was alone he tapped-tapped-tapped on a typewriter, to infinity. But when he was not `working', and she was there, he talked, always talked; infinite small analysis of people and motives, and results, characters and personalities, till now she had had enough. For years she had loved it, until she had enough, and then suddenly it was too much. She was thankful to be alone.

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1.  They shook their bright, sunny little rags in bouts of distress. But perhaps they liked it really; perhaps they really liked the tossing.
2.  Dukes refused to be drawn about Socrates.
3.  `Well then! I tell you, if I'm really a male thing at all, I never run across the female of my species. And I don't miss her, I just like women. Who's going to force me into loving or pretending to love them, working up the sex game?'
4.  When he rose, he kissed both her hands, then both her feet, in their suède slippers, and in silence went away to the end of the room, where he stood with his back to her. There was silence for some minutes. Then he turned and came to her again as she sat in her old place by the fire.
5.  `I've already discussed it with her,' said Hilda.
6.  `Oh, nothing: just his manner; and he said he knew nothing about keys.'

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1.  `I suppose I can take her to the cottage?' asked Connie.
2.  But occasional love, as a comfort arid soothing, was also a good thing, and he was not ungrateful. On the contrary, he was burningly, poignantly grateful for a piece of natural, spontaneous kindness: almost to tears. Beneath his pale, immobile, disillusioned face, his child's soul was sobbing with gratitude to the woman, and burning to come to her again; just as his outcast soul was knowing he would keep really clear of her.
3.  `Why, whatever?' she said, hastily wiping her arm across her face as she saw Connie standing outside.
4.  She did not know what to say, and she felt weak. `I should like to sit down a bit,' she said.
5.   `Connie and I will discuss it,' he said.
6.  `You do believe in love then, Tommy, don't you?'

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1.  `There speaks the lascivious Celt,' said Clifford.
2.  He spoke it almost in a brilliancy of triumph, and Connie looked at him as if dazzled, and really feeling nothing at all. Hardly even the surface of her mind was tickled at the glowing prospects he offered her. Hardly even her most outside self responded, that at any other time would have been thrilled. She just got no feeling from it, she couldn't `go off'. She just sat and stared and looked dazzled, and felt nothing, only somewhere she smelt the extraordinarily unpleasant smell of the bitch-goddess.
3.  `So let's make cider of ourselves,' said Charlie.
4、  Connie disliked her; the spoilt, false little female. Nevertheless she wiped her face and took her hand. The keeper saluted in silence.
5、  So it seemed to her everywhere. The colliers at Tevershall were talking again of a strike, and it seemed to Connie there again it was not a manifestation of energy, it was the bruise of the war that had been in abeyance, slowly rising to the surface and creating the great ache of unrest, and stupor of discontent. The bruise was deep, deep, deep...the bruise of the false inhuman war. It would take many years for the living blood of the generations to dissolve the vast black clot of bruised blood, deep inside their souls and bodies. And it would need a new hope.

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  • 龚锣 08-11

      `It is so nice here, so restful,' she said. `I have never been here before.'

  • 夏莉-韦伯斯特 08-11

      Perhaps instinctively he knew it, and that was why he had to bring down the whole show with a smash; the house of cards. Her whole sexual feeling for him, or for any man, collapsed that night. Her life fell apart from his as completely as if he had never existed.

  • 柏庄伍 08-11

       `And do you like it?'

  • 马芜 08-11

      `Spirits!' said Jack, drinking his whisky and soda.

  • 朱旭航 08-10

    {  `Will Connie go?' asked Clifford.

  • 贺涛 08-09

      The grandmother had been blackleading the stove, it was Saturday morning. She came to the door in her sacking apron, a blacklead-brush in her hand, and a black smudge on her nose. She was a little, rather dry woman.}

  • 吕晓帅 08-09

      `There may be. Why?'

  • 林剑鸣 08-09

      `I consider this is really the heart of England,' said Clifford to Connie, as he sat there in the dim February sunshine.

  • 范文娟 08-08

       `Good morning!' said Connie.

  • 张正中 08-06

    {  `This wretched place!' she said softly, looking at poor, old, lumbering Wragby with real hate. She looked soft and warm herself, as a ripe pear, and she was an amazon of the real old breed.

  • 张来水 08-06

      `What did he say?'

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