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类型【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1:杨忠禄 大小:9K0NNjwV99221KB 下载:KDdunJJx41582次
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日期:2020-08-12 11:27:29
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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1"I don't want you to give me anything," said Sara. "I want your books-- I want them!" And her eyes grew big, and her chest heaved.
2."Oh, oh!" she cried woefully. "And I never knew!"
3."The Bastille," half whispered Ermengarde, watching her and beginning to be fascinated. She remembered stories of the French Revolution which Sara had been able to fix in her mind by her dramatic relation of them. No one but Sara could have done it.
4."But why do solemn things make you laugh so?" inquired Sara.
5."How soft and thick it is!" she said, with the little laugh which Becky knew the meaning of; and she raised and set her foot down again delicately, as if she felt something under {i}t.
6.She would almost have liked to join the group of loiterers who had stopped on the pavement to watch the things carried in. She had an idea that if she could see some of the furniture she could guess something about the people it belonged to.

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1.She looked at the staring glass eyes and complacent face, and suddenly a sort of heartbroken rage seized her. She lifted her little savage hand and knocked Emily off the chair, bursting into a passion of sobbing--Sara who never cried.
2."Good heavens!" he had said more than once, as he stared at her, "there are times when I think she is as stupid as her Aunt Eliza!"
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4."What next, now?" said Sara, and she stood still and put her hands over her eyes. "Something will come if I think and wait a little"-- in a soft, expectant voice. "The Magic will tell me."
5."I don't know," Sara replied. "How are you?"
6."I have nothing to do with that, madam," he said un-interestedly. "Barrow & Skipworth are not responsible. Very sorry the thing has happened, of course."

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2."I will not have her forming intimacies and talking to the other children," that lady said. "Girls like a grievance, and if she begins to tell romantic stories about herself, she will become an ill-used heroine, and parents will be given a wrong impression. It is better that she should live a separate life--one suited to her circumstances. I am giving her a home, and that is more than she has any right to expect from me."
3."Come and sit in the window-seat with me," Sara went on, "and I'll whisper a story to you."
4."She doesn't understand why Lottie is doing her sums so well," she said; "but it is because she creeps up here, too, and I help her." She glanced round the room. "The attic would be rather nice--if it wasn't so dreadful," she said, laughing again. "It's a good place to pretend in."
5. "Sometimes I can and sometimes I can't," she said stoutly. "But when I CAN I'm all right. And what I believe is that we always could--if we practiced enough. I've been practicing a good deal lately, and it's beginning to be easier than it used to be. When things are horrible--just horrible--I think as hard as ever I can of being a princess. I say to myself, `I am a princess, and I am a fairy one, and because I am a fairy nothing can hurt me or make me uncomfortable.' You don't know how it makes you forget"-- with a laugh.
6.She caught her breath.

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1."Oh, she got back to her seat before we could see her!" Sara explained. "Of course they always do. They are as quick as lightning."
2.One of the most curious things in her new existence was her changed position among the pupils. Instead of being a sort of small royal personage among them, she no longer seemed to be one of their number at all. She was kept so constantly at work that she scarcely ever had an opportunity of speaking to any of them, and she could not avoid seeing that Miss Minchin preferred that she should live a life apart from that of the occupants of the schoolroom.
3."Yes," answered Sara, nodding. "Adversity tries people, and mine has tried you and proved how nice you are."
4、Ermengarde opened her wet eyes wide.
5、"Perhaps Sara will be so rich that she will be ridiculous," giggled Jessie.

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  • 张昌宗 08-11

    "Who gave you those buns?" she asked her. The child nodded her head toward Sara's vanishing figure.

  • 郭秀兰 08-11

    "I have locked it," said a queer, polite little voice from inside. "I want to be quite by myself, if you please."

  • 尔沟村 08-11

     "Will he let me catch him?" she asked.

  • 白云亭 08-11

    "It's like a real party!" cried Ermengarde.

  • 赵川 08-10

    {Sara found some comfort in her remaining bun. At all events, it was very hot, and it was better than nothing. As she walked along she broke off small pieces and ate them slowly to make them last longer.

  • 周迅 08-09

    Becky handed them to her reverently.}

  • 派席琳-迪翁 08-09

    "There is such a yellow gentleman next door, Sara," Lottie whispered at the French class afterward. "Do you think he is a Chinee? The geography says the Chinee men are yellow."

  • 章祥 08-09

    "A banquet hall," said Sara. "A vast chamber where feasts are given. It has a vaulted roof, and a minstrels' gallery, and a huge chimney filled with blazing oaken logs, and it is brilliant with waxen tapers twinkling on every side."

  • 蒙特利 08-08

     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.

  • 华江添 08-06

    {Anyone who has been at school with a teller of stories knows what the wonder means--how he or she is followed about and besought in a whisper to relate romances; how groups gather round and hang on the outskirts of the fa{}vored party in the hope of being allowed to join in and listen. Sara not only could tell stories, but she adored telling them. When she sat or stood in the midst of a circle and began to invent wonderful things, her green eyes grew big and shining, her cheeks flushed, and, without knowing that she was doing it, she began to act and made what she told lovely or alarming by the raising or dropping of her voice, the bend and sway of her slim body, and the dramatic movement of her hands. She forgot that she was talking to listening children; she saw and lived with the fairy folk, or the kings and queens and beautiful ladies, whose adventures she was narrating. Sometimes when she had finished her story, she was quite out of breath with excitement, and would lay her hand on her thin, little, quick-rising chest, and half laugh as if at herself.

  • 东野圭吾 08-06

    The Indian gentleman leaned forward and struck the table with a long, wasted hand.

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