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日期:2020-08-06 16:38:00

1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1  "You think," he said, "I am happy; that I ought not to complain?If you were to meet all day with people who care absolutelynothing about you, if you went day after day to a place wherethere was nothing but show and indifference, if there was not oneperson in all those you knew to whom you could appeal forsympathy or talk to with pleasure, perhaps you would be unhappytoo.
2.  For nearly a quarter of a century, in another section of thecity, Fleischmann, the baker, had given a loaf of bread to anyone who would come for it to the side door of his restaurant atthe corner of Broadway and Tenth Street, at midnight. Everynight during twenty years about three hundred men had formed inline and at the appointed time marched past the doorway, pickedtheir loaf from a great box placed just outside, and vanishedagain into the night. From the beginning to the present timethere had been little change in the character or number of thesemen. There were two or three figures that had grown familiar tothose who had seen this little procession pass year after year.Two of them had missed scarcely a night in fifteen years. Therewere about forty, more or less, regular callers. The remainderof the line was formed of strangers. In times of panic andunusual hardships there were seldom more than three hundred. Intimes of prosperity, when little is heard of the unemployed,there were seldom less. The same number, winter and summer, instorm or calm, in good times and bad, held this melancholymidnight rendezvous at Fleischmann's bread box.
3.  At this task she laboured incessantly for some time, findingrelief from her own nervous fears and imaginings in the humdrum,mechanical movement of the machine. She felt, as the minutespassed, that the room was not very light. It had a thick odourof fresh leather, but that did not worry her. She felt the eyesof the other help upon her, and troubled lest she was not workingfast enough.
4.  On the stage, six of the characters had already appeared in theopening parlour scene. Drouet and Hurstwood saw at a glance thatCarrie was not among them, and went on talking in a whisper.Mrs. Morgan, Mrs. Hoagland, and the actor who had takenBamberger's part were representing the principal roles in thisscene. The professional, whose name was Patton, had little torecommend him outside of his assurance, but this at the presentmoment was most palpably needed. Mrs. Morgan, as Pearl, wasstiff with fright. Mrs. Hoagland was husky in the throat. Thewhole company was so weak-kneed that the lines were merelyspoken, and nothing more. It took all the hope and uncriticalgood-nature of the audience to keep from manifesting pity by thatunrest which is the agony of failure.
5.  "Well, I've tried to get something," he exclaimed. What do youwant me to do?"
6.  "Why don't you come with us? Don't get dinner for yourself.We're going down to Sherry's for dinner and then over to theLyceum. Come along with us."


1.  "Not yet," he said, "I'm very busy just now."
2.  Ames was looking away rather abstractedly at the crowd and showedan interesting profile to Carrie. His forehead was high, hisnose rather large and strong, his chin moderately pleasing. Hehad a good, wide, well-shaped mouth, and his dark-brown hair wasparted slightly on one side. He seemed to have the least touchof boyishness to Carrie, and yet he was a man full grown.
3.  "Were there many there?"
4.  "Not more than a dollar," said Mrs. Vance.
5.  "Oho!" said Drouet, incredulously. "You knew he took tenthousand dollars with him when he left, didn't you?"
6.  "I thought you were," she said, smiling.


1.  There was a good dinner in the flat that evening, owing to themere lifting of the terrible strain. Hurstwood went out for ashave, and returned with a fair-sized sirloin steak.
2.  When they were alone, the two sisters began a somewhat freerconversation, Carrie interrupting it to hum a little, as theyworked at the dishes.
3.  "Oh, it's as fine as it can be."
4.  "I didn't see you for a long time," she said, coquettishly,repulsing one of his exuberant approaches. "You must have beenaway."
5.   "Oh, aren't you?" said Carrie, with an unwarrantable feeling.
6.  Once he paused in an aimless, incoherent sort of way and lookedthrough the windows of an imposing restaurant, before whichblazed a fire sign, and through the large, plate windows of whichcould be seen the red and gold decorations, the palms, the whitenapery, and shining glassware, and, above all, the comfortablecrowd. Weak as his mind had become, his hunger was sharp enoughto show the importance of this. He stopped stock still, hisfrayed trousers soaking in the slush, and peered foolishly in.


1.  "Oh, were you?" he said. "Supposing, then, you get your hat andwe both go?"
2.  There were no immediate results to this awakening, for Carrie hadlittle power of initiative; but, nevertheless, she seemed evercapable of getting herself into the tide of change where shewould be easily borne along. Hurstwood noticed nothing. He hadbeen unconscious of the marked contrasts which Carrie hadobserved.
3.  "Yes, it does."
4、  "I struck a little peach coming in on the train Friday," remarkedDrouet, by way of parting. "By George, that's so, I must go andcall on her before I go away."
5、  "Come on, Carrie," she called, but Carrie was reaching fartherout. She seemed to recede, and now it was difficult to call toher.




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      "Don't you know what part I would have to take?"

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      "So you lost your place because you got sick, eh?" he said."What are you going to do now?"

  • 武元甲 08-05

       "I don't know," she answered, pleased, nevertheless, beyond allconcealment.

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      Mrs. Hurstwood was the type of woman who has ever endeavoured toshine and has been more or less chagrined at the evidences ofsuperior capability in this direction elsewhere. Her knowledgeof life extended to that little conventional round of society ofwhich she was not--but longed to be--a member. She was notwithout realisation already that this thing was impossible, sofar as she was concerned. For her daughter, she hoped betterthings. Through Jessica she might rise a little. ThroughGeorge, Jr.'s, possible success she might draw to herself theprivilege of pointing proudly. Even Hurstwood was doing wellenough, and she was anxious that his small real estate adventuresshould prosper. His property holdings, as yet, were rathersmall, but his income was pleasing and his position withFitzgerald and Moy was fixed. Both those gentlemen were onpleasant and rather informal terms with him.

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      "Oh, very," she returned, also catching it, now that herattention was called.}

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      "Do. Take him to the kitchen and tell Wilson to give himsomething to eat."

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      When he did so, it was his intention to make believe that he hadjust come in and was disturbed at being caught. Then he wouldexplain his need of his clothes and find out how things stood.

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       "Well, come round, then."

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    {  "Wednesday. We'll go, won't we?"

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      Drouet shook hands, beaming good nature, and they strolledtowards the bar.