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类型【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1:钟某 大小:TtgTK6zz56200KB 下载:4gQG8HF119084次
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日期:2020-08-09 08:53:56
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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1Ram Dass made a modestly apologetic obeisance.
2.To Becky it seemed the most appropriate thing in the world. The acquaintance begun on the foggy afternoon when she had jumped up terrified from her sleep in the comfortable chair, had ripened and grown, though it must be confessed that Miss Minchin and Miss Amelia knew very little about it. They were aware that Sara was "kind" to the scullery maid, but they knew nothing of certain delightful moments snatched perilously when, the upstairs rooms being set in order with lightning rapidity, Sara's sitting room was reached, and the heavy coal box set down with a sigh of joy. At such times stories were told by installments, things of a satisfying nature were either produced and eaten or hastily tucked into pockets to be disposed of at night, when Becky went upstairs to her attic to bed.
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4.She made a sound like a big breathless sob.
5.The sky seemed so much nearer than when one saw it from the street, that Lottie was enchanted. From the attic window, among the chimney pots, the things which were happening in the world below seemed almost unreal. One scarcely believed in the existence of Miss Minchin and Miss Amelia and the schoolroom, and the roll of wheels in the square seemed a sound belonging to another existence.
6."Yes," answered Sara, nodding. "Adversity tries people, and mine has tried you and proved how nice you are."

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1."Oh, yes, yes!" said Sara. "Quite different. It is a banquet hall!"
2."There are fields and fields of flowers," she said, forgetting herself, as usual, when she began, and talking rather as if she were in a dream, "fields and fields of lilies--and when the soft wind blows over them it wafts the scent of them into the air--and everybody always breathes it, because the soft wind is always blowing. And little children run about in the lily fields and gather armfuls of them, and laugh and make little wreaths. And the streets are shining. And people are never tired, however far they walk. They can float anywhere they like. And there are walls made of pearl and gold all round the city, but they are low enough for the people to go and lean on them, and look down on to the earth and smile, and send beautiful messages."
3.The hearth brush fell from the work-roughened hand, and Lavinia Herbert looked round.
4."She has frocks of every other color. Has she a black one?"
5."Are you hungry yet?" she said.
6.Sara turned it over and over.

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1."At any rate," answered Mr. Barrow, quite snappishly, "it would have been much better if there never had been any."
2.Sara turned her head toward the chair.
3.She was sent out for parsley to the greengrocer's later in the day, and when she came up the area steps her heart gave quite a quick beat of recognition. Several pieces of furniture had been set out of the van upon the pavement. There was a beautiful table of elaborately wrought teakwood, and some chairs, and a screen covered with rich Oriental embroidery. The sight of them gave her a weird, homesick feeling. She had seen things so like them in India. One of the things Miss Minchin had taken from her was a carved teakwood desk her father had sent her.
4.Sara looked at her in simple surprise.
5. "Has she a black frock in her sumptuous wardrobe?"--in bitter irony.
6."His eyes look as if he would," Sara whispered back. "He is thinking and thinking whether he dare. Yes, he will! Yes, he is coming!"

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1.But though she tried to satisfy herself with these arguments, she did not find it easy. When, after a long, hard day, in which she had been sent here and there, sometimes on long errands through wind and cold and rain, she came in wet and hungry, and was sent out again because nobody chose to remember that she was only a child, and that her slim legs might be tired and her small body might be chilled; when she had been given only harsh words and cold, slighting looks for thanks; when the cook had been vulgar and insolent; when Miss Minchin had been in her worst mood, and when she had seen the girls sneering among themselves at her shabbiness--then she was not always able to comfort her sore, proud, desolate heart with fancies when Emily merely sat upright in her old chair and stared.
2.The child started and stared up at her, as if such sudden, amazing good luck almost frightened her; then she snatched up the bun and began to cram it into her mouth with great wolfish bites.
3.When she was gone Sara sat on her favorite perch on the end of her table. Her feet were on a chair, her elbows on her knees, and her chin in her hands.
4、Mr. Barrow was a shrewd businessman, and felt it as well to make his own freedom from responsibility quite clear without any delay.
5、Sara knew they were hungry eyes the moment she saw them, and she felt a sudden sympathy.

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  • 朱荣申 08-08

    "I--I tried," said Sara. "I--I suppose I did not begin right."

  • 比尔哈斯拉姆 08-08

    Do you wonder that she felt sure she had not come back to earth? This is what she saw. In the grate there was a glowing, blazing fire; on the hob was a little brass kettle hissing and boiling; spread upon the floor was a thick, warm crimson rug; before the fire a folding-chair, unfolded, and with cushions on it; by the chair a small folding-table, unfolded, covered with a white cloth, and upon it spread small covered dishes, a cup, a saucer, a teapot; on the bed were new warm coverings and a satin-covered down quilt; at the foot a curious wadded silk robe, a pair of quilted slippers, and some books. The room of her dream seemed changed into fairyland-- and it was flooded with warm light, for a bright lamp stood on the table covered with a rosy shade.

  • 塔吉克斯坦乔尔马扎克 08-08

     Sara lifted her up, and they stood on the old table together and leaned on the edge of the flat window in the roof, and looked out.

  • 方朝林 08-08

    She took her candle and stole out of her own room and into Becky's, and stood by her bedside.

  • 吴学光 08-07

    {She sat up, resting on her elbow, and her breathing came short and fast.

  • 王某茂 08-06

    Miss St. John's chief trouble in life was that she had a clever father. Sometimes this seemed to her a dreadful calamity. If you have a father who knows everything, who speaks seven or eight languages, and has thousands of volumes which he has apparently learned by heart, he frequently expects you to be familiar with the contents of your lesson books at least; and it is not improbable that he will feel you ought to be able to remember a few incidents of history and to write a French exercise. Ermengarde was a severe trial to Mr. St. John. He could not understand how a child of his could be a notably and unmistakably dull creature who never shone in anything.}

  • 严力 08-06

    "I never saw such a funny, old-fashioned child, sister," she said. "She has locked herself in, and she is not making the least particle of noise."

  • 刘正琛 08-06

    "Coverlet dingy and worn, blanket thin, sheets patched and ragged," he said. "What a bed for a child to sleep in--and in a house which calls itself respectable! There has not been a fire in that grate for many a day," glancing at the rusty fireplace.

  • 李剑准 08-05

     "They are real, too. It's all real!" she cried. "I am NOT>- I am NOT dreaming!"

  • 申某某 08-03

    {Becky did not understand in the least. Her mind could not grasp such amazing thoughts, and "an accident" meant to her a calamity in which some one was run over or fell off a ladder and was carried to "the 'orspital."

  • 黎昕 08-03

    On the other side of the wall Sara was sitting in her garret talking to Melchisedec, who had come out for his evening meal.

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