上鞋不用锥子Unit 7微信头像卡通
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The Char
John Henry Collier
1 Alan Austen, as nervous as a kitten, went up certain dark and creaky stairs in the
neighborhood of Pell Street, and peered about for a long time on the dim hallway before
he found the name he wanted written obscurely on one of the doors.
2 He pushed open this door, as he had been told to do, and found himlf in a tiny
room, which contained no furniture but a plain kitchen table, a rocking-chair, and an
ordinary chair. On one of the dirty buff-coloured walls were a couple of shelves,
containing in all perhaps a dozen bottles and jars.
3 An old man sat in the rocking-chair, reading a newspaper. Alan, without a word,
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handed him the card he had been given. “Sit down, Mr. Austen,” said the old man ve politely. “I am glad to make your acquaintance.”
asked Alan, “that y ou have a certain mixture that has … er … quite
4 “Is it true,”
extraordinary effects?”
replied the old man, “my stock in trade is not very large —I don’t
5 “My dear sir,”
deal in laxatives and teething mixtures — but such as it is, it is varied. I think nothing I
ll has effects which could be precily described as ordinary.”
6 “Well, the fact is …” began Alan.
7 “Here, f or example,” interrupted the old man, reaching f or a bottle from the shelf.
“Here i s a liquid as colourless as water, almost tasteless, quite imperceptible in coffee,
wine, or any other beverage. It is also quite imperceptible to any known method of autopsy.”
an, very much horrified.
8 “Do you mean it is a poison?” cried Al
said the old man indifferently. “Maybe i t will
9 “Call i t a glove-cleaner if you like,”
clean gloves. I have never tried. One might call it a life-cleaner. Lives need cleaning sometimes.”
id Alan.
10 “I want nothing of that sort,” sa
11 “Probably it is just as well,” said the old man. “Do you know the price of this? For one teaspoonful, which is sufficient, I ask five thousand dollars. Never less. Not a penny
less.”
甲供材料d Alan apprehensively.
12 “I hope all your mixtures are not as expensive,” sai
13 “Oh dear, no,” said the old man. “It would be no good charging that sort of price for
a love potion, for example. Young people who need a love potion very ldom have five
thousand dollars. Otherwi they would not need a love potion.”
Captured14 “I am glad to hear that,” said Alan.
15 “I look at it like this,” said the old man. “Plea a customer with one article, and he will come back when he needs another. Even if it is more costly. He will save up for it, if
necessary.”
16 “So,” said Alan, “you really do ll love potions?”
said the old man, reaching for another bottle, “I
17 “If I did not ll love potions,”
should not have mentioned the other matter to you. It is only when one is in a position to
oblige that one can aff ord to be so confidential. “
18 “And the potions,” said Alan. “They are not just … just … er …”
19 “Oh, no,” said the old man. “Their effects are permanent, and extend far beyond the
mere casual impul. But they include it. Oh, yes they include it. Bountifully, insistently.
Everlastingly.”
湛江小吃20 “Dear me!” said Alan, attempting a look of scientific detachment. “How very
interesting!”
21 “But consider the spiritual side,” said the old man.
22 “I do, indeed,” said Alan.
23 “For indifference,” said the old man, “they substitute devotion. For scorn, adoration. Give one tiny measure of this to the young lady — its flavour is imperceptible in orange
juice, soup, or cocktails — and however gay and giddy she is, she will change altogether.
She will want nothing but solitude and you.”
24 “I can hardly believe it,” said Alan. “She is so fond of parties.”
said the old man. “She will be afraid of the
25 “She will not like them anymore,”
pretty girls you may meet.”
26 “She will actually be jealous?” cried Alan in a rapture. “Of me?”
27 “Yes, she will want to be everything to you.”
28 “She is, already. Only she doesn’t care about it.”
29 “She will, when she has taken this. She will care intenly. You will be her sole
interest in life.”
30 “Wonderful!” cried Alan.
31 “She will want to know all you do,” said the old man. “All that has happened to you during the day. Every word of it. She will want to know what you are thinking about, why
you smile suddenly, why you are looking sad.”
32 “That is love!” cried Alan.
33 “Yes,” said the old man. “How carefully she will look after you! She will never allow
you to be tired, to sit in a draught, to neglect your food. If you are an hour late, she will be
terrified. She will think you are killed, or that some siren has caught you.”
34 “I can hardly imagine Diana like that!” cried Alan, overwhelmed with joy.
the old man. “And, by the way,
35 “You will not have to u your imagination,” said
since there are always sirens, if by any chance you should, later on, slip a little, you need
not worry. She will forgive you, in the end. She will be terribly hurt, of cour, but she will
forgive you —in the end.”
36 “That will not happen,” said Alan fervently.
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said the old man. “But, i f it did, you need not worry. She would
37 “Of cour not,”
never divorce you. Oh, no! And, of cour, she will never give you the least, the very least,
grounds for —uneasiness.”
38 “And how much,” said Alan, “is this wonderful mixture?”
said the old man, “as the glove-cleaner, or life-cleaner, as I
39 “It i s not as dear,”
sometimes call it. No. That is five thousand dollars, never a penny less. One has to be
older than you are, to indulge in that sort of thing. One has to save up for it.”
40 “But thelove potion?” said Alan.
41 “Oh, that,” said the old man, opening the drawer in the kitchen table, and taking out
a tiny, rather dirty-looking phial. “That is just a dollar.”
42 “I can’t tell you how grateful I am,” said Alan, watching him fill it.
43 “I like to oblige,” said the old man. “Then customers come back, later in life, when they are better off, and want more expensive things. Here you are. You will find it very自身缺点
effective.”
-bye.”
44 “Thank you again,” said Alan. “Good
45 “Au revoir,” said the man.
解酒水
艾伦·奥斯丁，紧张得像只小猫，心里七上八下、忐忑不安的进了裴尔街区的一个楼道，
黑乎乎的楼梯咯吱咯吱直响。他在昏暗的平台上停了下来，仔细张望了许久，才看到了那扇
门，门上那个模糊不清的名字正是他要找的。
按别人说的，他推开了门，门里面是一间很小的屋子，屋里几乎没什么家具，除了一张
餐桌，一把摇椅，还有一把普普通通的椅子。一面脏乎乎的暗黄色的墙上搁着两个架子，架
子上陈列着十几个瓶瓶罐罐。一位老人正坐在摇椅上，看着报纸。艾伦一言不发把别人给的
那张卡片递给了老人。
