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日期:2020-08-04 20:38:12
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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1  Instead of ripening its firm, down-running curves, her body was flattening and going a little harsh. It was as if it had not had enough sun and warmth; it was a little greyish and sapless.
2.  `There!'
3.  `How?'
4.  `Quite, Hammond, quite! But if someone starts making love to Julia, you begin to simmer; and if he goes on, you are soon at boiling point.'...Julia was Hammond's wife.
5.  Michaelis heard they were in town, and came running with roses. `Why, whatever's wrong?' he cried. `You're a shadow of yourself. Why, I never saw such a change! Why ever didn't you let me know? Come to Nice with me! Come down to Sicily! Go on, come to Sicily with me. It's lovely there just now. You want sun! You want life! Why, you're wasting away! Come away with me! Come to Africa! Oh, hang Sir Clifford! Chuck him, and come along with me. I'll marry you the minute he divorces you. Come along and try a life! God's love! That place Wragby would kill anybody. Beastly place! Foul place! Kill anybody! Come away with me into the sun! It's the sun you want, of course, and a bit of normal life.'
6.  He turned aside, and she saw that in another moment he would be sobbing.

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1.  `You're quite wonderful, in my opinion,' she said to Connie. `You've done wonders for Clifford. I never saw any budding genius myself, and there he is, all the rage.' Aunt Eva was quite complacently proud of Clifford's success. Another feather in the family cap! She didn't care a straw about his books, but why should she?
2.  Sniffs; then very affectedly in a piping voice: `Connie Mellors!'
3.  `Then I'll take her to London, where we have a doctor we trust.'
4.  `But I'm not an invalid, and I will not have a manservant,' said Clifford, poor devil.
5.  Dukes refused to be drawn about Socrates.
6.  She did not know what to say, and she felt weak. `I should like to sit down a bit,' she said.

推荐功能

1.  `Mellors!' called Clifford.
2.  She obeyed him. He had that curious kind of protective authority she obeyed at once. So she sat and warmed her hands at the blaze, and dropped logs on the fire, whilst outside he was hammering again. She did not really want to sit, poked in a corner by the fire; she would rather have watched from the door, but she was being looked after, so she had to submit.
3.  Connie's father, where he paid a flying visit to Wragby, and in private to his daughter: As for Clifford's writing, it's smart, but there's nothing in it. It won't last! Connie looked at the burly Scottish knight who had done himself well all his life, and her eyes, her big, still-wondering blue eyes became vague. Nothing in it! What did he mean by nothing in it? If the critics praised it, and Clifford's name was almost famous, and it even brought in money...what did her father mean by saying there was nothing in Clifford's writing? What else could there be?
4.  `There speaks the lascivious Celt,' said Clifford.
5.   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.
6.  He pushed back his hat in an odd comic way.

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1.  `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.'
2.  Clifford had quite a number of friends, acquaintances really, and he invited them to Wragby. He invited all sorts of people, critics and writers, people who would help to praise his books. And they were flattered at being asked to Wragby, and they praised. Connie understood it all perfectly. But why not? This was one of the fleeting patterns in the mirror. What was wrong with it?
3.  `Me! Ah thowt it wor ordinary.'
4、  `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?'
5、  `Why, in God's name? I like Clifford, but what would you say if I went and kissed him?'

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  • 赖美恋 08-03

      But Connie's heart simply stood still at the thought of abandoning Clifford there and then. She couldn't do it. No...no! She just couldn't. She had to go back to Wragby.

  • 董仲舒 08-03

      Mrs Bolton also kept a cherishing eye on Connie, feeling she must extend to her her female and professional protection. She was always urging her ladyship to walk out, to drive to Uthwaite, to be in the air. For Connie had got into the habit of sitting still by the fire, pretending to read; or to sew feebly, and hardly going out at all.

  • 邓苗苗 08-03

       `They'll revive again!' she said, putting them before him in their glass for him to smell.

  • 封云埔 08-03

      `I just wondered if you'd be coming, my Lady,' the woman said brightly.

  • 蔡某火 08-02

    {  `Mellors!' called Clifford.

  • 葛磊 08-01

      `Oh, good!'}

  • 邱心志 08-01

      `Oh yes! I think I do, really.'

  • 周雨若 08-01

      `Wrong! Good God, no! You're only too infinitely good to me...I can hardly bear it.'

  • 夏友胜 07-31

       Then, as she went, she heard voices, and recoiled. People! She didn't want people. But her quick ear caught another sound, and she roused; it was a child sobbing. At once she attended; someone was ill-treating a child. She strode swinging down the wet drive, her sullen resentment uppermost. She felt just prepared to make a scene.

  • 黄云 07-29

    {  `But you want me to go on, to get my own satisfaction?' she said.

  • 候健 07-29

      She was angry with him, turning everything into words. Violets were Juno's eyelids, and windflowers were on ravished brides. How she hated words, always coming between her and life: they did the ravishing, if anything did: ready-made words and phrases, sucking all the life-sap out of living things.

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