`What do you think of his going to Wuthering Heights?' I inquired. `He is reformed in every respect, apparently: quite a Christian: offering the right hand of fellowship to his enemies all around!'
`He explained it,' she replied. `I wondered as much as you. He said he called to gather information concerning me from you, supposing you resided there still; and Joseph told Hindley, who came out and fell to questioning him of what he had been doing,
and how he had been living; and finally, desired him to walk in. There were some persons sitting at cards; Heathcliff joined them; my brother lost some money to him, and, finding him plentifully supplied, he requested that he would come again in the evening: to which he consented. Hindley is too reckless to select his acquaintance prudently: he doesn't trouble himself to reflect on the causes he might have for
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Wednesday, January 23, 2008
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was going out but there is a something about Fanny, I have often observed it before--she likes to go her own way to work; she does not like to be dictated to; she takes her own independent walk whenever she can; she certainly has a little spirit of secrecy, and independence, and nonsense, about her, which I would advise her to get the better of." ¡¡¡¡ As a general reflection on Fanny, Sir Thomas thought nothing could be more unjust, though he had been so lately expressing the same sentiments himself, and he tried to turn the conversation: tried repeatedly before he could succeed; for Mrs. Norris had not discernment enough to perceive, either now,
or at any other time, to what degree he thought well of his niece, or how very far he was from wishing to have his own children's merits set off by the depreciation of hers. She was talking _at_ Fanny, and resenting this private walk half through the dinner.
or at any other time, to what degree he thought well of his niece, or how very far he was from wishing to have his own children's merits set off by the depreciation of hers. She was talking _at_ Fanny, and resenting this private walk half through the dinner.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
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in the course of the Christmas week. Half his destiny would then be determined, but the other half might not be so very smoothly wooed. His duties would be established, but the wife who was to share, and animate, and reward those duties, might yet be unattainable. He knew his own mind, but he was not always perfectly assured of knowing Miss Crawford's. There were points on which they did not quite agree; there were moments in which she did not seem propitious; and though trusting altogether to her affection, so far as to be resolved--almost resolved-- on bringing it to a decision within a very short time, as soon as the variety of business before him were arranged, and he knew what he had to offer her,
he had many anxious feelings, many doubting hours as to the result. His conviction of her regard for him was sometimes very strong; he could look back on a long course of encouragement, and she was as perfect in disinterested
he had many anxious feelings, many doubting hours as to the result. His conviction of her regard for him was sometimes very strong; he could look back on a long course of encouragement, and she was as perfect in disinterested
Thursday, January 3, 2008
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Defarge got upon the box, and gave the word "To the Barrier!" The postilion cracked his whip, and they clattered away under the feeble overswinging lamps. ¡¡¡¡Under the over-swinging lamps- swinging ever brighter in the better streets, and ever dimmer in the worse- and by lighted shops, gay crowds, illuminated coffee-houses, and theatre-doors, to one of the city gates. Soldiers with lanterns, at the guard-house
"See here then, Monsieur the Officer," said Defarge, getting down, and taking him gravely apart, "these are the papers of monsieur inside, with the white head. They were consigned to me, with him, at the--" He dropped his voice, there was a flutter among the military lanterns, and one of them being handed into the coach by an arm in uniform, the eyes connected with the arm looked, not an every day or an every night look, at monsieur with the white head. "It is well. Forward!" from the uniform. "Adieu!" from Defarge. And so, under a short grove of feebler and feebler over-swinging lamps, out under the great grove of stars.
"See here then, Monsieur the Officer," said Defarge, getting down, and taking him gravely apart, "these are the papers of monsieur inside, with the white head. They were consigned to me, with him, at the--" He dropped his voice, there was a flutter among the military lanterns, and one of them being handed into the coach by an arm in uniform, the eyes connected with the arm looked, not an every day or an every night look, at monsieur with the white head. "It is well. Forward!" from the uniform. "Adieu!" from Defarge. And so, under a short grove of feebler and feebler over-swinging lamps, out under the great grove of stars.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
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It was two or three hours past midnight when I got home. I found my aunt, in our house, sitting up for me. ¡¡¡¡'Is anything the matter, aunt?' said I, alarmed. ¡¡¡¡'Nothing, Trot,' she replied. 'Sit down, sit down. Little Blossom has been rather out of spirits, and I have been keeping her company. That's all.' ¡¡¡¡I leaned my head upon my hand; and felt more sorry and downcast, as I sat looking at the fire, than I could have supposed possible so soon after the fulfilment of my brightest hopes. As I sat thinking, I happened to meet my aunt's eyes, which were resting on my face. There was an anxious expression in them, but it cleared directly. ¡¡¡¡'I assure you,aunt,' said I, 'I have been quite unhappy myself all night, to think of Dora's being so. But I had no other intention than to speak to her tenderly and lovingly about our home-affairs.' ¡¡¡¡MY aunt nodded encouragement. ¡¡¡¡'You must have patience, Trot,' said she.
Thursday, October 25, 2007
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condemn'd them, in my Thoughts; any more than those Christians were Murtherers, who often put to Death the Prisoners taken in Battle; or more frequently, upon many Occasions, put whole Troops of Men to the Sword, without giving Quarter, though they threw down their Arms and submitted.
In the next Place it occurr'd to me, that albeit the Usage they thus gave one another, was thus brutish and inhuman; yet it was really nothing to me: These People had done me Injury. That if they attempted me, or I saw it necessary my immediate Preservation to fall upon them, something might be said for it; but that as I was yet out of their Power, and they had really no Knowledge of me, and consequently sign upon me; and therefore it could not be just for to fall upon them. That this
the Conduct the Spaniards in all their Barbarities practis'd in America, and where they destroy'd Millions of these People, who however they were Idolaters and Barbarians, and had several bloody and barbarous Rites in their Customs, such as sacrificing human Bodies to their Idols, were yet, as to the Spaniards, very innocent People; and that the rooting them out of the Country, is spoken of with the utmost Abhorrence and Detestation, by even the Spaniards themselves, at this Time; and by all other Christian Nations of Europe, as a meer Butchery, a bloody and unnatural Piece of Cruelty, unjustifiable either to God or Man; and such, as for which the very Name of a Spaniard is reckon'd to be frightful and terrible to all People of Humanity, or of Christian Compassion: As if the Kingdom of Spain were particularly Eminent for the Product of a Race of Men, who were without Principles of Tenderness, or the common Bowels of Pity to the Miserable, which is reckon'd to
In the next Place it occurr'd to me, that albeit the Usage they thus gave one another, was thus brutish and inhuman; yet it was really nothing to me: These People had done me Injury. That if they attempted me, or I saw it necessary my immediate Preservation to fall upon them, something might be said for it; but that as I was yet out of their Power, and they had really no Knowledge of me, and consequently sign upon me; and therefore it could not be just for to fall upon them. That this
the Conduct the Spaniards in all their Barbarities practis'd in America, and where they destroy'd Millions of these People, who however they were Idolaters and Barbarians, and had several bloody and barbarous Rites in their Customs, such as sacrificing human Bodies to their Idols, were yet, as to the Spaniards, very innocent People; and that the rooting them out of the Country, is spoken of with the utmost Abhorrence and Detestation, by even the Spaniards themselves, at this Time; and by all other Christian Nations of Europe, as a meer Butchery, a bloody and unnatural Piece of Cruelty, unjustifiable either to God or Man; and such, as for which the very Name of a Spaniard is reckon'd to be frightful and terrible to all People of Humanity, or of Christian Compassion: As if the Kingdom of Spain were particularly Eminent for the Product of a Race of Men, who were without Principles of Tenderness, or the common Bowels of Pity to the Miserable, which is reckon'd to
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
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June 28. Having been somewhat refresh'd with the Sleep I had had, and the Fit being entirely off, I got up; and tho' the Fright and Terror of my Dream was very great, yet I consider'd, that the Fit of the Ague wou'd return again the next Day, and now was my Time to get something to refresh and support my self when I should be ill; and the first Thing I did, I fill'd a large square Case Bottle with Water, and set it upon my Table, in Reach of my Bed; and to take off the chill or aguish Disposition of the Water, I put about a Quarter of a Pint of Rum into it, and mix'd them together; then I got me a Piece of the Goat's Flesh, and broil'd it on the the next Day; at Night I made my Supper of three of the Turtle's Eggs, which I roasted in the Ashes, and eat, as we call it, in the Shell; and this was the first Bit of Meat I had ever ask'd God's Blessing to, even as I cou'd remember, in my whole Life.
After I had eaten, I try'd to walk, but found my self so weak, that I cou'd hardly carry the Gun, (for I never went out without that) so I went but a little Way, and sat down upon the Ground, looking out upon the Sea, which was just before me, and very calm and smooth: As I sat here, some such Thoughts as these occurred to me.
What is this Earth and Sea of which I have seen so much, whence is it produc'd, and
After I had eaten, I try'd to walk, but found my self so weak, that I cou'd hardly carry the Gun, (for I never went out without that) so I went but a little Way, and sat down upon the Ground, looking out upon the Sea, which was just before me, and very calm and smooth: As I sat here, some such Thoughts as these occurred to me.
What is this Earth and Sea of which I have seen so much, whence is it produc'd, and
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
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By this Time it blew a terrible Storm indeed, and now I began to see Terror and Amazement in the Faces even of the Seamen themselves. The Master, tho' vigilant to the Business of preserving the Ship, yet as he went in and out of his Cabbin by me, I could hear him softly to himself say several times, Lord be merciful to us, we shall be all lost, we shall be all undone; and the like. During these first Hurries, I was stupid, lying still in my Cabbin, which was in the Steerage, and cannot describe my Temper: I could ill reassume the first Penitence, which I had so apparently trampled upon, and harden'd my self against: I thought the Bitterness of Death had been past, and that this would be nothing too like the first. But when the Master himself came by me as I said just now, and said we should be all lost, I dreadfully frighted: I got up out of my Cabbin, and look'd out; but such a dismal Sight I never saw: The Sea went Mountains high, and broke upon us every three or four Minutes: When
got up out of my Cabbin, and look'd out; but such a dismal Sight I never saw: The Sea went Mountains high, and broke upon us every three or four Minutes: When I could look about, I could see nothing but Distress round us: Two Ships that rid near us we found had cut their Masts by the Board, being deep loaden; and our Men cry'd out, that a Ship which rid about a Mile a-Head of us was foundered. Two more Ships being driven from their Anchors, were run out of the Roads to Sea at all Adventures, and that was not a Mast standing. The light Ships fared the best; as not so much labouring in the Sea; but two or three of them drove, and came close by us, running away with only their Sprit-sail out before the Wind.
got up out of my Cabbin, and look'd out; but such a dismal Sight I never saw: The Sea went Mountains high, and broke upon us every three or four Minutes: When I could look about, I could see nothing but Distress round us: Two Ships that rid near us we found had cut their Masts by the Board, being deep loaden; and our Men cry'd out, that a Ship which rid about a Mile a-Head of us was foundered. Two more Ships being driven from their Anchors, were run out of the Roads to Sea at all Adventures, and that was not a Mast standing. The light Ships fared the best; as not so much labouring in the Sea; but two or three of them drove, and came close by us, running away with only their Sprit-sail out before the Wind.
Monday, October 22, 2007
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I hate them.'
`I'm not afraid of you!' exclaimed Catherine, who could not hear the latter part of his speech. She stepped close up; her black eyes flashing with passion and resolution. `Give me that key: I will have it!' she said. `I wouldn't eat or drink here, if I were starving.'
Heathcliff had the key in his hand that remained on the table. He looked up, seized with a sort of surprise at her boldness; or, possibly, reminded by her voice and glance, of the person from whom she inherited it. She snatched at the instrument,
Regardless of this warning, she captured his closed hand and its contents again. `We will go!' she repeated, exerting her utmost efforts to cause the iron muscles to relax; and finding that her nails made no impression, she applied her teeth pretty sharply. Heathcliff glanced at me a glance that kept me from interfering a moment. Catherine was too intent on his fingers to notice his face. He opened them suddenly, and resigned the object of dispute; but, ere she had well secured it, he seized her with the liberated hand, and, pulling her on his knee, administered with the other a shower of terrific slaps on the side of the head, each sufficient to have fulfilled his threat, had she been able to fall.
At this diabolical violence I rushed on him furiously. `You villain!' I began to cry, `you villain!' A touch on the chest silenced me: I am stout, and soon put out of breath; and, what with that and the rage, I staggered dizzily back, and felt ready to suffocate, or to burst a blood vessel. The scene was over in two minutes; Catherine, released, put her two hands to her temples, and looked just as if she
`I'm not afraid of you!' exclaimed Catherine, who could not hear the latter part of his speech. She stepped close up; her black eyes flashing with passion and resolution. `Give me that key: I will have it!' she said. `I wouldn't eat or drink here, if I were starving.'
Heathcliff had the key in his hand that remained on the table. He looked up, seized with a sort of surprise at her boldness; or, possibly, reminded by her voice and glance, of the person from whom she inherited it. She snatched at the instrument,
Regardless of this warning, she captured his closed hand and its contents again. `We will go!' she repeated, exerting her utmost efforts to cause the iron muscles to relax; and finding that her nails made no impression, she applied her teeth pretty sharply. Heathcliff glanced at me a glance that kept me from interfering a moment. Catherine was too intent on his fingers to notice his face. He opened them suddenly, and resigned the object of dispute; but, ere she had well secured it, he seized her with the liberated hand, and, pulling her on his knee, administered with the other a shower of terrific slaps on the side of the head, each sufficient to have fulfilled his threat, had she been able to fall.
At this diabolical violence I rushed on him furiously. `You villain!' I began to cry, `you villain!' A touch on the chest silenced me: I am stout, and soon put out of breath; and, what with that and the rage, I staggered dizzily back, and felt ready to suffocate, or to burst a blood vessel. The scene was over in two minutes; Catherine, released, put her two hands to her temples, and looked just as if she
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
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`A good heart will help you to a bonny face, my lad,' I continued, `if you were a regular black; and a bad one will turn the bonniest into something worse than ugly. And now that we've done washing, and combing, and sulking--tell me whether you don't think yourself rather handsome? I'll tell you, I do. You're fit for a prince in disguise. Who knows but your father was Emperor of China, and your mother an Indian queen, each of them able to buy up, with one week's income, Wuthering Heights and Thrushcross Grange together? And you were kidnapped by wicked sailors and brought to England. Were I in your place, I would frame high notions of my birth; and the thoughts of what I was should give me courage and dignity to support the oppressions of a little farmer!'claude monet paintings
So I chattered on; and Heathcliff gradually lost his frown and began to look quite pleasant, when all at once our conversation was interrupted by a rumbling sound moving up the road and entering the court. He ran to the window and I to the door, just in time to behold the two Lintons descend from the family carriage, smothered in cloaks and furs, and the Earnshaws dismount from their horses: they often rode to church in winter. Catherine took a hand of each of the children, and brought them into the house and set them before the fire, which quickly put colour into their white faces.
I urged my companion to hasten now and show his amiable humour, and he willingly obeyed; but ill luck would have it that, as he opened the
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Linton, shoved him back with a sudden thrust, and angrily bade Joseph `keep the fellow out of the room--send him into the garret till dinner is over. He'll be cramming his fingers in the tarts and stealing the fruit, if left alone with them a minute.'
`Nay, sir,' I could not avoid answering, `he'll touch nothing, not he: and I suppose he must have his share of the dainties as well as we.'
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`A good heart will help you to a bonny face, my lad,' I continued, `if you were a regular black; and a bad one will turn the bonniest into something worse than ugly. And now that we've done washing, and combing, and sulking--tell me whether you don't think yourself rather handsome? I'll tell you, I do. You're fit for a prince in disguise. Who knows but your father was Emperor of China, and your mother an Indian queen, each of them able to buy up, with one week's income, Wuthering Heights and Thrushcross Grange together? And you were kidnapped by wicked sailors and brought to England. Were I in your place, I would frame high notions of my birth; and the thoughts of what I was should give me courage and dignity to support the oppressions of a little farmer!'claude monet paintings
So I chattered on; and Heathcliff gradually lost his frown and began to look quite pleasant, when all at once our conversation was interrupted by a rumbling sound moving up the road and entering the court. He ran to the window and I to the door, just in time to behold the two Lintons descend from the family carriage, smothered in cloaks and furs, and the Earnshaws dismount from their horses: they often rode to church in winter. Catherine took a hand of each of the children, and brought them into the house and set them before the fire, which quickly put colour into their white faces.
I urged my companion to hasten now and show his amiable humour, and he willingly obeyed; but ill luck would have it that, as he opened the
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Linton, shoved him back with a sudden thrust, and angrily bade Joseph `keep the fellow out of the room--send him into the garret till dinner is over. He'll be cramming his fingers in the tarts and stealing the fruit, if left alone with them a minute.'
`Nay, sir,' I could not avoid answering, `he'll touch nothing, not he: and I suppose he must have his share of the dainties as well as we.'
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Tuesday, October 16, 2007
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appeared just as composed as usual. I had thought he would hardly
speak to me, and I was certain he had given up the pursuit of his
matrimonial scheme: the sequel showed I was mistaken on both points.
He addressed me precisely in his ordinary manner, or what had, of
late, been his ordinary manner- one scrupulously polite. No doubt he
had invoked the help of the Holy Spirit to subdue the anger I had
roused in him, and now believed he had forgiven me once more.
For the evening reading before prayers, he selected the
twenty-first chapter of Revelation. It was at all times pleasant to
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listen while from his lips fell the words of the Bible: never did
his fine voice sound at once so sweet and full- never did his manner
become so impressive in its noble simplicity, as when he delivered the
oracles of God: and to-night that voice took a more solemn tone-
that manner a more thrilling meaning- as he sat in the midst of his
household circle (the May moon shining in through the uncurtained
window, and rendering almost unnecessary the light of the candle on
the table): as he sat there, bending over the great old Bible, and
described from its page the vision of the new heaven and the new
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appeared just as composed as usual. I had thought he would hardly
speak to me, and I was certain he had given up the pursuit of his
matrimonial scheme: the sequel showed I was mistaken on both points.
He addressed me precisely in his ordinary manner, or what had, of
late, been his ordinary manner- one scrupulously polite. No doubt he
had invoked the help of the Holy Spirit to subdue the anger I had
roused in him, and now believed he had forgiven me once more.
For the evening reading before prayers, he selected the
twenty-first chapter of Revelation. It was at all times pleasant to
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listen while from his lips fell the words of the Bible: never did
his fine voice sound at once so sweet and full- never did his manner
become so impressive in its noble simplicity, as when he delivered the
oracles of God: and to-night that voice took a more solemn tone-
that manner a more thrilling meaning- as he sat in the midst of his
household circle (the May moon shining in through the uncurtained
window, and rendering almost unnecessary the light of the candle on
the table): as he sat there, bending over the great old Bible, and
described from its page the vision of the new heaven and the new
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Monday, October 15, 2007
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Mr. St. John came but once: he looked at me, and said my state of
lethargy was the result of reaction from excessive and protracted
fatigue. He pronounced it needless to send for a doctor: nature, he
was sure, would manage best, left to herself. He said every nerve
had been overstrained in some way, and the whole system must sleep
torpid a while. There was no disease. He imagined my recovery would be
rapid enough when once commenced. These opinions he delivered in a few
words, in a quiet, low voice; and added, after a pause, in the tone of
a man little accustomed to expansive comment, 'Rather an unusual
physiognomy; certainly, not indicative of vulgarity or degradation.'
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'Far otherwise,' responded Diana. 'To speak truth, St. John, my
heart rather warms to the poor little soul. I wish we may be able to
benefit her permanently.'
'That is hardly likely,' was the reply. 'You will find she is
some young lady who has had a misunderstanding with her friends, and
has probably injudiciously left them. We may, perhaps, succeed in
restoring her to them, if she is not obstinate: but I trace lines of
force in her face which make me sceptical of her tractability.' He
stood considering me some minutes; then added, 'She looks sensible,
but not at all handsome.'
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Mr. St. John came but once: he looked at me, and said my state of
lethargy was the result of reaction from excessive and protracted
fatigue. He pronounced it needless to send for a doctor: nature, he
was sure, would manage best, left to herself. He said every nerve
had been overstrained in some way, and the whole system must sleep
torpid a while. There was no disease. He imagined my recovery would be
rapid enough when once commenced. These opinions he delivered in a few
words, in a quiet, low voice; and added, after a pause, in the tone of
a man little accustomed to expansive comment, 'Rather an unusual
physiognomy; certainly, not indicative of vulgarity or degradation.'
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'Far otherwise,' responded Diana. 'To speak truth, St. John, my
heart rather warms to the poor little soul. I wish we may be able to
benefit her permanently.'
'That is hardly likely,' was the reply. 'You will find she is
some young lady who has had a misunderstanding with her friends, and
has probably injudiciously left them. We may, perhaps, succeed in
restoring her to them, if she is not obstinate: but I trace lines of
force in her face which make me sceptical of her tractability.' He
stood considering me some minutes; then added, 'She looks sensible,
but not at all handsome.'
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the bye, it was you who made me the offer.'
'Of course I did. But to the point if you please, sir- Miss
Ingram?'
'Well, I feigned courtship of Miss Ingram, because I wished to
render you as madly in love with me as I was with you; and I knew
jealousy would be the best ally I could call in for the furtherance of
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'Excellent! Now you are small- not one whit bigger than the end
of my little finger. It was a burning shame and a scandalous
disgrace to act in that way. Did you think nothing of Miss Ingram's
feelings, sir?'
'Her feelings are concentrated in one- pride; and that needs
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humbling. Were you jealous, Jane?'
'Never mind, Mr. Rochester: it is in no way interesting to you to
know that. Answer me truly once more. Do you think Miss Ingram will
not suffer from your dishonest coquetry? Won't she feel forsaken and
deserted?'
'Impossible!- when I told you how she, on the contrary, deserted
me: the idea of my insolvency cooled, or rather extinguished, her
flame in a moment.'
'You have a curious, designing mind, Mr. Rochester. I am afraid
your principles on some points are eccentric.'
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the bye, it was you who made me the offer.'
'Of course I did. But to the point if you please, sir- Miss
Ingram?'
'Well, I feigned courtship of Miss Ingram, because I wished to
render you as madly in love with me as I was with you; and I knew
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'Excellent! Now you are small- not one whit bigger than the end
of my little finger. It was a burning shame and a scandalous
disgrace to act in that way. Did you think nothing of Miss Ingram's
feelings, sir?'
'Her feelings are concentrated in one- pride; and that needs
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humbling. Were you jealous, Jane?'
'Never mind, Mr. Rochester: it is in no way interesting to you to
know that. Answer me truly once more. Do you think Miss Ingram will
not suffer from your dishonest coquetry? Won't she feel forsaken and
deserted?'
'Impossible!- when I told you how she, on the contrary, deserted
me: the idea of my insolvency cooled, or rather extinguished, her
flame in a moment.'
'You have a curious, designing mind, Mr. Rochester. I am afraid
your principles on some points are eccentric.'
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Saturday, October 13, 2007
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I kept my word. An hour or two sufficed to sketch my own portrait
in crayons; and in less than a fortnight I had completed an ivory
miniature of an imaginary Blanche Ingram. It looked a lovely face
enough, and when compared with the real head in chalk, the contrast
was as great as self-control could desire. I derived benefit from
the task: it had kept my head and hands employed, and had given
force and fixedness to the new impressions I wished to stamp indelibly
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Ere long, I had reason to congratulate myself on the course of
wholesome discipline to which I had thus forced my feelings to submit.
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A WEEK passed, and no news arrived of Mr. Rochester: ten days,
and still he did not come. Mrs. Fairfax said she should not be
surprised if he were to go straight from the Leas to London, and
thence to the Continent, and not show his face again at Thornfield for
a year to come; he had not unfrequently quitted it in a manner quite
as abrupt and unexpected. When I heard this, I was beginning to feel a
strange chill and failing at the heart. I was actually permitting
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I kept my word. An hour or two sufficed to sketch my own portrait
in crayons; and in less than a fortnight I had completed an ivory
miniature of an imaginary Blanche Ingram. It looked a lovely face
enough, and when compared with the real head in chalk, the contrast
was as great as self-control could desire. I derived benefit from
the task: it had kept my head and hands employed, and had given
force and fixedness to the new impressions I wished to stamp indelibly
on my heart.claude monet paintings
Ere long, I had reason to congratulate myself on the course of
wholesome discipline to which I had thus forced my feelings to submit.
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A WEEK passed, and no news arrived of Mr. Rochester: ten days,
and still he did not come. Mrs. Fairfax said she should not be
surprised if he were to go straight from the Leas to London, and
thence to the Continent, and not show his face again at Thornfield for
a year to come; he had not unfrequently quitted it in a manner quite
as abrupt and unexpected. When I heard this, I was beginning to feel a
strange chill and failing at the heart. I was actually permitting
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Tuesday, October 9, 2007
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佟志摇头，走出房间，走到厨房，拿出一瓶啤酒，回到房间坐下。一直跟着儿子转的佟母看着儿子，急得说:儿啊，你心里究竟想啥子嘛？
佟志坐下对着酒瓶子喝酒，他不说话……
文丽拉着大宝走着，在自己娘家院门前，她站住了。大宝说:妈，到姥姥家了，咱们进去啊。
文丽犹豫着，问大宝，说:妈头上的血还流吗？
大宝说:不流了。claude monet paintings
文丽说:宝，咱别上姥姥家成不成？
大宝说:妈妈，可是我饿呀！
母子俩正说着话，院门开了，文秀走出来，见状大惊，问:这怎么回事儿啊？快
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文秀拉文丽坐在床头，文丽拉着文秀的手眼泪扑簌簌落下，说:姐，这日子真没法儿过了。
文秀、文慧围着文丽开始七嘴八舌地发问。文母唠叨着说:这个佟志真是越来越混账了，什么年代了，还敢打老婆，咱不能受这个！文丽，你只要还是妈的女儿，你还姓这个文字，就不能低这个头！
文丽来了精神，说:妈，我这次回来，就不走了！
文慧说:对，这才对，国有国法，家有家规，他动手打人，得好好说道说道。得赔礼道歉，约法三章，写个保证书，保证以后再也不吵架，不打人，在家里多做家务，照顾孩子，白纸黑字写下来，要不然我们就不回去。文秀也说:这回呀，你就拿住他，他碰倒咱哪根汗毛，就让他乖乖地把哪根给咱扶起来。是吧?
话虽这样说，可是，一连过去了快两个月了，佟志没来，文家人坐不住了。文秀就出马了，去工厂找了佟志。两个人无言地走到车间外，文秀说:就这儿说吧，这两口子吵嘴怎么着动手也不对啊！claude monet painting
佟志摇头，走出房间，走到厨房，拿出一瓶啤酒，回到房间坐下。一直跟着儿子转的佟母看着儿子，急得说:儿啊，你心里究竟想啥子嘛？
佟志坐下对着酒瓶子喝酒，他不说话……
文丽拉着大宝走着，在自己娘家院门前，她站住了。大宝说:妈，到姥姥家了，咱们进去啊。
文丽犹豫着，问大宝，说:妈头上的血还流吗？
大宝说:不流了。claude monet paintings
文丽说:宝，咱别上姥姥家成不成？
大宝说:妈妈，可是我饿呀！
母子俩正说着话，院门开了，文秀走出来，见状大惊，问:这怎么回事儿啊？快
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文秀拉文丽坐在床头，文丽拉着文秀的手眼泪扑簌簌落下，说:姐，这日子真没法儿过了。
文秀、文慧围着文丽开始七嘴八舌地发问。文母唠叨着说:这个佟志真是越来越混账了，什么年代了，还敢打老婆，咱不能受这个！文丽，你只要还是妈的女儿，你还姓这个文字，就不能低这个头！
文丽来了精神，说:妈，我这次回来，就不走了！
文慧说:对，这才对，国有国法，家有家规，他动手打人，得好好说道说道。得赔礼道歉，约法三章，写个保证书，保证以后再也不吵架，不打人，在家里多做家务，照顾孩子，白纸黑字写下来，要不然我们就不回去。文秀也说:这回呀，你就拿住他，他碰倒咱哪根汗毛，就让他乖乖地把哪根给咱扶起来。是吧?
话虽这样说，可是，一连过去了快两个月了，佟志没来，文家人坐不住了。文秀就出马了，去工厂找了佟志。两个人无言地走到车间外，文秀说:就这儿说吧，这两口子吵嘴怎么着动手也不对啊！claude monet painting
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护士、大夫在一旁袖手旁观看热闹。
文丽求大夫:大夫我求你们，把我婆婆扶出去，我得赶紧做了。
佟母反过来说:医生、护士同志，大家都是女人，世界上哪有女人不生孩子的道理。今天我儿媳妇要是做了这个手术，我就要告你们草菅人命，贴你们的大字报，戴你们的高帽，上街游行……claude monet paintings
文丽气急了喊:妈，你真是要气死我啊！
医护人员赶紧劝文丽:你赶紧走吧，哎哟，没见过这样的老太太！
做手术的大夫最后说:你快点下来，你和家属解决完矛盾再说，后面还有病人哪。下一个。
佟志和文秀紧张等待着，门开了，佟母得意洋洋地拉着文丽出来。佟志明白了，说:妈，她这要寻死寻活可全交给你了，这几天我反正不回家住了！你惹的事你看着办吧！佟志掉头就跑了。
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佟母骂道:这个没出息的人噢！
可是文丽大喝一声:姓佟的！
一旁护士喝道:吵什么吵，要吵回家吵去！
文丽抬腿去追佟志。
佟母冲着文秀说:你说你这个妹妹是不是太任性了点儿？
文秀只好赔笑脸……
文丽没追上佟志，上气不接下气地在
医院外四下张望。文秀搀着佟母赶来。佟母说:回家吧。
文丽:妈，不管你怎么疯，这孩子我是坚决不要的！这是佟志决定的！文丽说完就往前走。
佟母半个磕巴都不打，跟着文丽走，说话也不紧不慢:我反正跟产科的领导讲好了，这孩子我是要定了。他们要不经家里同意就刮孩子，我立刻给他们贴大字报，我看那些大夫很怕贴大字报的。
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护士、大夫在一旁袖手旁观看热闹。
文丽求大夫:大夫我求你们，把我婆婆扶出去，我得赶紧做了。
佟母反过来说:医生、护士同志，大家都是女人，世界上哪有女人不生孩子的道理。今天我儿媳妇要是做了这个手术，我就要告你们草菅人命，贴你们的大字报，戴你们的高帽，上街游行……claude monet paintings
文丽气急了喊:妈，你真是要气死我啊！
医护人员赶紧劝文丽:你赶紧走吧，哎哟，没见过这样的老太太！
做手术的大夫最后说:你快点下来，你和家属解决完矛盾再说，后面还有病人哪。下一个。
佟志和文秀紧张等待着，门开了，佟母得意洋洋地拉着文丽出来。佟志明白了，说:妈，她这要寻死寻活可全交给你了，这几天我反正不回家住了！你惹的事你看着办吧！佟志掉头就跑了。
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佟母骂道:这个没出息的人噢！
可是文丽大喝一声:姓佟的！
一旁护士喝道:吵什么吵，要吵回家吵去！
文丽抬腿去追佟志。
佟母冲着文秀说:你说你这个妹妹是不是太任性了点儿？
文秀只好赔笑脸……
文丽没追上佟志，上气不接下气地在
医院外四下张望。文秀搀着佟母赶来。佟母说:回家吧。
文丽:妈，不管你怎么疯，这孩子我是坚决不要的！这是佟志决定的！文丽说完就往前走。
佟母半个磕巴都不打，跟着文丽走，说话也不紧不慢:我反正跟产科的领导讲好了，这孩子我是要定了。他们要不经家里同意就刮孩子，我立刻给他们贴大字报，我看那些大夫很怕贴大字报的。
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Sunday, October 7, 2007
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佟志抱着燕妮往门外走，推开门，边推边哄:爸爸啊会变魔术，妮儿看着啊，变变变。
佟志比划半天就是不伸手，燕妮使劲扒他手。佟志只得再比划几下，然后慢慢伸开手。燕妮紧盯着爸爸的手，结果却空空如也。燕妮“哇”的一声哭得更响了，喊:爸爸骗人！
文丽抱过燕妮，说:都胡说些什么呀，我这已经够乱了，怎么还嫌我麻烦不够啊！
佟志也瞪起眼睛，却听门外庄嫂喊:妮儿，看姨给妮儿带什么好玩意儿了？
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佟志推开门，就听燕妮一声惊呼:小兔子！
走廊里，庄嫂带着个小兔笼，一只小白兔睁俩大眼睛盯着燕妮。燕妮从爸爸怀里蹦到地上，光着两只脚丫子奔向小兔子……
文丽在做饭。庄嫂过来嗅了嗅，问:你这是做什么？碱味儿这么大？
文丽不好意思，说:蒸馒头，开始发大了，酸。加了碱又硬得不行，都蒸半天了，还那么硬，也不知道熟了没有。
庄嫂揭开盖，拿根筷子扎下去，硬得扎不进去，庄嫂说:这硬得跟石头一样，是难熟。庄嫂用筷子杵下一块，放到嘴里嚼巴嚼巴，点头说:倒是熟了，可真硬啊，这大人还凑合，孩子怎么吃啊？
文丽拿起一块，啃一口，眼睛就湿了。
庄嫂一边看了，小声说:没事儿，我开始也不会做饭，过几年就好了。
文丽不说话，眼泪吧嗒吧嗒往锅里掉……
饿肚子的日子在继续，文丽给燕妮和佟志盛了稀饭，自己拿块硬馒头啃着。佟志不说话，把稀饭放到文丽的面前，自己抓过硬馒头，一边乐呵呵地说:这东西你别说一定禁饿，多瓷实啊，就像野战军吃的那个压缩饼干啊，一个顶十个呢！claude monet painting
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佟志抱着燕妮往门外走，推开门，边推边哄:爸爸啊会变魔术，妮儿看着啊，变变变。
佟志比划半天就是不伸手，燕妮使劲扒他手。佟志只得再比划几下，然后慢慢伸开手。燕妮紧盯着爸爸的手，结果却空空如也。燕妮“哇”的一声哭得更响了，喊:爸爸骗人！
文丽抱过燕妮，说:都胡说些什么呀，我这已经够乱了，怎么还嫌我麻烦不够啊！
佟志也瞪起眼睛，却听门外庄嫂喊:妮儿，看姨给妮儿带什么好玩意儿了？
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佟志推开门，就听燕妮一声惊呼:小兔子！
走廊里，庄嫂带着个小兔笼，一只小白兔睁俩大眼睛盯着燕妮。燕妮从爸爸怀里蹦到地上，光着两只脚丫子奔向小兔子……
文丽在做饭。庄嫂过来嗅了嗅，问:你这是做什么？碱味儿这么大？
文丽不好意思，说:蒸馒头，开始发大了，酸。加了碱又硬得不行，都蒸半天了，还那么硬，也不知道熟了没有。
庄嫂揭开盖，拿根筷子扎下去，硬得扎不进去，庄嫂说:这硬得跟石头一样，是难熟。庄嫂用筷子杵下一块，放到嘴里嚼巴嚼巴，点头说:倒是熟了，可真硬啊，这大人还凑合，孩子怎么吃啊？
文丽拿起一块，啃一口，眼睛就湿了。
庄嫂一边看了，小声说:没事儿，我开始也不会做饭，过几年就好了。
文丽不说话，眼泪吧嗒吧嗒往锅里掉……
饿肚子的日子在继续，文丽给燕妮和佟志盛了稀饭，自己拿块硬馒头啃着。佟志不说话，把稀饭放到文丽的面前，自己抓过硬馒头，一边乐呵呵地说:这东西你别说一定禁饿，多瓷实啊，就像野战军吃的那个压缩饼干啊，一个顶十个呢！claude monet painting
Friday, October 5, 2007
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王秘书把手指在水碗中蘸了蘸，写下了两个字“严办”！“从严治党，从严治军嘛！”
“王秘书，你也知道常发这个人是从旧军队改造消化过来的，他的一些语言和行为还残留着旧军队的习气，这也是正常的！这个同志打仗很勇敢，立过很多战功，是个非常难得的可用之才！”
“老甄，有一件事我一直想不通，请你指教！”
“什么事？你说！”claude monet paintings
“就在我来你这儿之前，从晋察冀过来的许多干部都为常发的事来找我。他们一边把常发骂得狗血淋头，一边呢，又实心实意地为常发求情……你说这到底是怎么回事？”
甄一然想了想，苦笑道：“一言难尽！这么和你说吧，如果我把常发的功劳都摆出来，你会觉得是一部让人难以置信的天方夜谭；如果我把他的毛病摆出来，你同样会觉得是一部让人难以置信的天方夜谭……”claude monet painting
“骑马挎枪闯天下，马背上有酒有女人？”
“以前，我也这么认为！可现在我的看法有所改变！他这个人有时候像张飞，既鲁莽，还粗中有细；有时候呢，又像是关云长，侠肝义胆，忠心报国！毛病嘛总是有的，可我看得出来，他的确想改，就比方这次，他说他是毛主席派来解决问题的，这说明什么呢？说明他首先是想把问题解决好，要不是对方骂出共产共妻这种只有敌人才骂我们的话，也许他不会发火……”
“我看出来了……”王秘书笑道，“你也想为他求情！”
“常发是我的警卫员，我对他的教育不够，应该负很大的责任！我想你一定有办法能把责任匀一些给我……”
“除非……能够做通那个男人的工作！”
“你是说……”claude monet painting
王秘书把手指在水碗中蘸了蘸，写下了两个字“严办”！“从严治党，从严治军嘛！”
“王秘书，你也知道常发这个人是从旧军队改造消化过来的，他的一些语言和行为还残留着旧军队的习气，这也是正常的！这个同志打仗很勇敢，立过很多战功，是个非常难得的可用之才！”
“老甄，有一件事我一直想不通，请你指教！”
“什么事？你说！”claude monet paintings
“就在我来你这儿之前，从晋察冀过来的许多干部都为常发的事来找我。他们一边把常发骂得狗血淋头，一边呢，又实心实意地为常发求情……你说这到底是怎么回事？”
甄一然想了想，苦笑道：“一言难尽！这么和你说吧，如果我把常发的功劳都摆出来，你会觉得是一部让人难以置信的天方夜谭；如果我把他的毛病摆出来，你同样会觉得是一部让人难以置信的天方夜谭……”claude monet painting
“骑马挎枪闯天下，马背上有酒有女人？”
“以前，我也这么认为！可现在我的看法有所改变！他这个人有时候像张飞，既鲁莽，还粗中有细；有时候呢，又像是关云长，侠肝义胆，忠心报国！毛病嘛总是有的，可我看得出来，他的确想改，就比方这次，他说他是毛主席派来解决问题的，这说明什么呢？说明他首先是想把问题解决好，要不是对方骂出共产共妻这种只有敌人才骂我们的话，也许他不会发火……”
“我看出来了……”王秘书笑道，“你也想为他求情！”
“常发是我的警卫员，我对他的教育不够，应该负很大的责任！我想你一定有办法能把责任匀一些给我……”
“除非……能够做通那个男人的工作！”
“你是说……”claude monet painting
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几个战士正在与成群的鬼子激战，掩护乡亲转移。然而，鬼子猛烈的火力又把一群群的老百姓压了回来。在鬼子机枪喷吐着的火焰下，一排又一排的老百姓倒下了，躺在了血泊之中。
刚刚当上排长的战士打的红了眼，怒吼着向鬼子的机枪冲去。
新排长中了枪，强支撑着不让自己倒下，然而，他还是倒下了，一个弹痕累累的坚强的躯体倒在了硝烟中。
一个又一个战士冲向敌人的机枪，一个又一个战士倒在了血泊里。
一个又一个的英雄，在天空上画上了一幅触目惊心的，悲壮的图画。
常发和泥鳅在路上跑着。
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泥鳅停下来：“常英雄，前面的路口左拐就是潘永贵家……”
常发看了看泥鳅：“兄弟，快去找你爹吧。”
常发没有停止自己的脚步，找到了潘永归的家，他一脚踹开门冲了进去，地上只有永贵妻的尸体，不见潘永贵和陆佳萍。他四处寻找着，依然没有发现，这时，战士跑了进来：“常队长，可找到你了……”
“有没有看到一个受伤的女娃？”
“老常，你咋知道？一排刚救了一个姑娘，可我们没有卫生员……”
常发催着：“那就别磨蹭了，快带我去！”claude monet painting
几个战士正在与成群的鬼子激战，掩护乡亲转移。然而，鬼子猛烈的火力又把一群群的老百姓压了回来。在鬼子机枪喷吐着的火焰下，一排又一排的老百姓倒下了，躺在了血泊之中。
刚刚当上排长的战士打的红了眼，怒吼着向鬼子的机枪冲去。
新排长中了枪，强支撑着不让自己倒下，然而，他还是倒下了，一个弹痕累累的坚强的躯体倒在了硝烟中。
一个又一个战士冲向敌人的机枪，一个又一个战士倒在了血泊里。
一个又一个的英雄，在天空上画上了一幅触目惊心的，悲壮的图画。
常发和泥鳅在路上跑着。
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泥鳅停下来：“常英雄，前面的路口左拐就是潘永贵家……”
常发看了看泥鳅：“兄弟，快去找你爹吧。”
常发没有停止自己的脚步，找到了潘永归的家，他一脚踹开门冲了进去，地上只有永贵妻的尸体，不见潘永贵和陆佳萍。他四处寻找着，依然没有发现，这时，战士跑了进来：“常队长，可找到你了……”
“有没有看到一个受伤的女娃？”
“老常，你咋知道？一排刚救了一个姑娘，可我们没有卫生员……”
常发催着：“那就别磨蹭了，快带我去！”claude monet painting
Saturday, September 29, 2007
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顾卓接过陈子凯的话说：“他们打电话给我，说你这段时间过得不怎么顺心，得带你去散散心。这不，拉上我陪你去郊外。”
沉默了好一会儿的萧启，这时插进话来，解释道：“蓟北新开发了一个田园景区，知道的人还不太多，关键是那里自然天成，味道很好。我们可以去吃农家菜，可以在山间散步，有山有水的。傍山还开着一间很简朴的茶坊，但茶和茶艺都不错，这在北方比较少见。另外，要有兴趣，我们还可以玩一些城里玩不到的节目，比如骑骑马、到蒙古包坐坐，体验一下篝火晚会的娱乐气氛，挺放松的。”他的话说得太紧凑，脸也因之涨红了。claude monet paintings
彤非了解萧启的这点出息，忙帮腔解围：“为了这次出行，人家萧启把他的
新车都贡献出来了。所以林黎，你就好好谢谢我们这帮哥们吧！”
林黎顺势忙说：“多谢，多谢！我真是感激涕零啊。”
林黎的语调有些调侃，不过，她说的却都是心里话。大家都是忙人，然而，又从来都会在不经意间就给你一份惊喜，让你体味一种感动。所以，她是从心里感谢这些朋友。
一路上，大伙儿聊着闲天，不觉时间的长短。顾卓的车开得还真是好，又快又稳，流畅娴熟得让人舒服。这样一来，几个人就为开车又是一通七嘴八舌，彤非借势也把矛头又指向了林黎：
“嗨，我说，我们几个虽然半吊子，比不了大哥，可也就你算是门外汉了。怎么样，该学学车了吧？”
顾卓接过陈子凯的话说：“他们打电话给我，说你这段时间过得不怎么顺心，得带你去散散心。这不，拉上我陪你去郊外。”
沉默了好一会儿的萧启，这时插进话来，解释道：“蓟北新开发了一个田园景区，知道的人还不太多，关键是那里自然天成，味道很好。我们可以去吃农家菜，可以在山间散步，有山有水的。傍山还开着一间很简朴的茶坊，但茶和茶艺都不错，这在北方比较少见。另外，要有兴趣，我们还可以玩一些城里玩不到的节目，比如骑骑马、到蒙古包坐坐，体验一下篝火晚会的娱乐气氛，挺放松的。”他的话说得太紧凑，脸也因之涨红了。claude monet paintings
彤非了解萧启的这点出息，忙帮腔解围：“为了这次出行，人家萧启把他的
新车都贡献出来了。所以林黎，你就好好谢谢我们这帮哥们吧！”
林黎顺势忙说：“多谢，多谢！我真是感激涕零啊。”
林黎的语调有些调侃，不过，她说的却都是心里话。大家都是忙人，然而，又从来都会在不经意间就给你一份惊喜，让你体味一种感动。所以，她是从心里感谢这些朋友。
一路上，大伙儿聊着闲天，不觉时间的长短。顾卓的车开得还真是好，又快又稳，流畅娴熟得让人舒服。这样一来，几个人就为开车又是一通七嘴八舌，彤非借势也把矛头又指向了林黎：
“嗨，我说，我们几个虽然半吊子，比不了大哥，可也就你算是门外汉了。怎么样，该学学车了吧？”
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