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日期:2020-08-05 07:26:40
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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1"If you please, Miss Minchin," said Sara, suddenly, "mayn't Becky stay?"
2."What were you wondering?"
3.Then he went with Sara into her little sitting room and they bade each other good-by. Sara sat on his knee and held the lapels of his coat in her small hands, and looked long and hard at his face.
4."Do you think she DOESN'T know things?" said Sara, in her stern little voice. Sometimes she had a rather stern little voice.
5."I beg your pardon, Mr. Barrow," she said stiffly. "I do not understand."
6."Who is that little girl who makes the fires?" she asked Mariette that night.

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1.She took off her hat and coat and hung them on a nail against the wall, and she changed her wet shoes for an old pair of slippers. Then she jumped on the bed, and drawing the coverlet about her shoulders, sat with her arms round her knees. "Now, listen," she said.
2.But she could not--even though she kept her eyes closed tightly, she could not. Something was forcing her to awaken-- something in the room. It was a sense of light, and a sound-- the sound of a crackling, roaring little fire.
3."Will you?" whimpered Lottie. "Will you--tell me--about the diamond mines?"
4.The woeful fright in the coal-smutted face made her suddenly so sorry that she could scarcely bear it. One of her queer thoughts rushed into her mind. She put her hand against Becky's cheek.
5."Beg my pardon immediately," said Miss Minchin.
6."Don't be frightened," she said, quite as if she had been speaking to a little girl like herself. "It doesn't matter the least bit."

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1.Ah, indeed, Mademoiselle Sara might well ask. She was a forlorn little thing who had just taken the place of scullery maid-- though, as to being scullery maid, she was everything else besides. She blacked boots and grates, and carried heavy coal-scuttles up and down stairs, and scrubbed floors and cleaned windows, and was ordered about by everybody. She was fourteen years old, but was so stunted in growth that she looked about twelve. In truth, Mariette was sorry for her. She was so timid that if one chanced to speak to her it appeared as if her poor, frightened eyes would jump out of her head.
2.The Indian gentleman's secretary stood still and looked round him as he thrust his tablets back into his pocket.
3."Birthday presents," said Mr. Barrow in the same critical manner, "to a child eleven years old! Mad extravagance, I call it."
4."Oh, Lottie!" screamed Miss Amelia. "Do stop, darling! Don't cry! Please don't!"
5. "Left just one for herself," she said in a low voice. "And she could have eaten the whole six--I saw it in her eyes."
6.Lottle Legh worshipped her to such an extent that if Sara had not been a motherly person, she would have found her tiresome. Lottie had been sent to school by a rather flighty young papa who could not imagine what else to do with her. Her young mother had died, and as the child had been treated like a favorite doll or a very spoiled pet monkey or lap dog ever since the first hour of her life, she was a very appalling little creature. When she wanted anything or did not want anything she wept and howled; and, as she always wanted the things she could not have, and did not want the things that were best for her, her shrill little voice was usually to be heard uplifted in wails in one part of the house or another.

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1.Captain Crewe had a splitting headache when he read this letter in his bungalow in India. The table before him was heaped with papers and letters which were alarming him and filling him with anxious dread, but he laughed as he had not laughed for weeks.
2."'T warn't me," wept Becky. "I could 'ave eat a whole un--but I never laid a finger on it."
3."It will be a great privilege to have charge of such a beautiful and promising child, Captain Crewe," she said, taking Sara's hand and stroking it. "Lady Meredith has told me of her unusual cleverness. A clever child is a great treasure in an establishment like mine."
4、"I think he engaged her," she said, "because he--he thought I would like her, Miss Minchin."
5、The vans of furniture came and were unloaded and gave place to others all the day. Several times it so happened that Sara had an opportunity of seeing things carried in. It became plain that she had been right in guessing that the newcomers were people of large means. All the furniture was rich and beautiful, and a great deal of it was Oriental. Wonderful rugs and draperies and ornaments were taken from the vans, many pictures, and books enough for a library. Among other things there was a superb god Buddha in a splendid shrine.

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  • 阿卜杜拉·梅利克 08-04

    Lottie's dimples all began to show themselves.

  • 庞涓 08-04

    So they knew that it was Lavinia who had somehow guessed their secret and had betrayed them. Miss Minchin strode over to Becky and boxed her ears for a second time.

  • 宋心之 08-04

     Sara turned her head toward the chair.

  • 康纽 08-04

    Becky went to her place, grinning. She did not care where she was sent, so that she might have the luck of being inside the room, instead of being downstairs in the scullery, while these delights were going on. She did not even mind when Miss Minchin cleared her throat ominously and spoke again.

  • 李其军 08-03

    {Sara paused, and all the deep, strange thoughts surged up in her breast.

  • 赵和靖 08-02

    "And the wretched woman actually did not know where they had taken her!" exclaimed Mr. Carrisford.}

  • 韩秋 08-02

    "Don't reproach yourself so bitterly."

  • 和卫涛 08-02

    "Lots of 'em, miss," Becky answered in quite a matter-of-fact manner. "There mostly is rats an' mice in attics. You gets used to the noise they makes scuttling about. I've got so I don't mind 'em s' long as they don't run over my piller."

  • 姬烨公 08-01

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  • 庄金兴 07-30

    {"Papa," she said in a low, mysterious little voice which was almost a whisper, "papa."

  • 金亮 07-30

    "The wicked, cruel thing!" she burst forth. "The cook takes things herself and then says Becky steals them. She DOESN'T>! She DOESN'T> She's so hungry sometimes that she eats crusts out of the ash barrel!" She pressed her hands hard against her face and burst into passionate little sobs, and Ermengarde, hearing this unusual thing, was overawed by it. Sara was crying! The unconquerable Sara! It seemed to denote something new--some mood she had never known. Suppose--suppose--a new dread possibility presented itself to her kind, slow, little mind all at once. She crept off the bed in the dark and found her way to the table where the candle stood. She struck a match and lit the candle. When she had lighted it, she bent forward and looked at Sara, with her new thought growing to definite fear in her eyes.

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