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¡¡¡¡ Julia was to go with them to Brighton. Since rivalry between the sisters had ceased, they had been gradually recovering much of their former good understanding; and were at least sufficiently friends to make each of them exceedingly glad to be with the other at such a time. Some other companion than Mr. Rushworth was of the first consequence to his lady; and Julia was quite as eager for novelty and pleasure as Maria, though she might not
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have struggled through so much to obtain them, and could better bear a subordinate situation. ¡¡¡¡ Their departure made another material change at Mansfield, a chasm which required some time to fill up. The family circle became greatly contracted; and though the Miss Bertrams had latterly added little to its gaiety, they could not but be missed. Even their mother missed them; and how much more their tenderhearted cousin, who wandered about the house, and thought of them, and felt for them, with a degree of affectionate regret which they had never done much to deserve!
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You think her more light-hearted than I am?" ¡¡¡¡ "More easily amused," he replied; "consequently, you know," smiling, "better company. I could not have hoped to entertain you with Irish anecdotes during a ten miles' drive." ¡¡¡¡ "Naturally, I believe, I am as lively as Julia, but I have more to think of now." ¡¡¡¡ "You have, undoubtedly; and there are situations in which very high spirits would denote insensibility. Your prospects, however, are too fair to justify
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want of spirits. You have a very smiling scene before you." ¡¡¡¡ "Do you mean literally or figuratively? Literally, I conclude. Yes, certainly, the sun shines, and the park looks very cheerful. But unluckily that iron gate, that ha-ha, give me a feeling of restraint and hardship. "I cannot get out, as the starling said." As she spoke, and it was with expression, she walked to the gate: he followed her. "Mr. Rushworth is so long fetching this key!"
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You think her more light-hearted than I am?" ¡¡¡¡ "More easily amused," he replied; "consequently, you know," smiling, "better company. I could not have hoped to entertain you with Irish anecdotes during a ten miles' drive." ¡¡¡¡ "Naturally, I believe, I am as lively as Julia, but I have more to think of now." ¡¡¡¡ "You have, undoubtedly; and there are situations in which very high spirits would denote insensibility. Your prospects, however, are too fair to justify
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want of spirits. You have a very smiling scene before you." ¡¡¡¡ "Do you mean literally or figuratively? Literally, I conclude. Yes, certainly, the sun shines, and the park looks very cheerful. But unluckily that iron gate, that ha-ha, give me a feeling of restraint and hardship. "I cannot get out, as the starling said." As she spoke, and it was with expression, she walked to the gate: he followed her. "Mr. Rushworth is so long fetching this key!"
Thursday, October 25, 2007
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"On, sir, please, sir. You never know. We might know who she was. Oh, please, sir, do be a sport. It's not fair. Here's a murder, right in our own barn. It's the sort of chance that might never happen again. Do be a sport, sir."
"Who are you two?"
"I'm Alexander Eastley, and this is my friend James Stoddart-West."
"Have you ever seen a blonde woman wearing a light-coloured dyed squirrel coat anywhere about the place?"
"Well, I can't remember exactly, said Alexander astutely. If I were to have a look-"
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Take 'em in, Sanders," said Inspector Bacon to the constable who was standing by the barn door. "One's only young once!"
"Oh, sir, thank you, sir. Both boys were vociferous. It's very kind of you, sir."
Bacon turned away towards the house.
"And now," he said to himself grimly, "for Miss Lucy Eyelesbarrow!"
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"On, sir, please, sir. You never know. We might know who she was. Oh, please, sir, do be a sport. It's not fair. Here's a murder, right in our own barn. It's the sort of chance that might never happen again. Do be a sport, sir."
"Who are you two?"
"I'm Alexander Eastley, and this is my friend James Stoddart-West."
"Have you ever seen a blonde woman wearing a light-coloured dyed squirrel coat anywhere about the place?"
"Well, I can't remember exactly, said Alexander astutely. If I were to have a look-"
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Take 'em in, Sanders," said Inspector Bacon to the constable who was standing by the barn door. "One's only young once!"
"Oh, sir, thank you, sir. Both boys were vociferous. It's very kind of you, sir."
Bacon turned away towards the house.
"And now," he said to himself grimly, "for Miss Lucy Eyelesbarrow!"
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It is exactly like that," said Lucy. "It's an anachronism out of the past. Bustling urban life goes on all around it, but doesn't touch it. The tradespeople deliver in the mornings and that's all."
"So we assume, as you said, that the murderer comes to Rutherford Hall that night. It is already dark when the body falls and no one is likely to discover it before the next day."
"No, indeed."
"The murderer would come – how? In a car? Which way?"
Lucy considered.
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There's a rough lane, alongside a factory wall. He'd probably come that way, turn in under the railway arch and along the back drive. Then he could climb the fence, go along at the foot of the embankment, find the body, and carry it back to the car."
"And then," continued Miss Marple. "He took it to some place he had already chosen beforehand. This was all thought out, you know. And I don't think, as I say, that he would take it away from Rutherford Hall, or if so, not very far. The obvious thing, I suppose, would be to bury it somewhere?" She looked inquiringly at Lucy.
"I suppose so," said Lucy considering. "But it wouldn't be quite as easy as it sounds."
Miss Marple agreed.
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It is exactly like that," said Lucy. "It's an anachronism out of the past. Bustling urban life goes on all around it, but doesn't touch it. The tradespeople deliver in the mornings and that's all."
"So we assume, as you said, that the murderer comes to Rutherford Hall that night. It is already dark when the body falls and no one is likely to discover it before the next day."
"No, indeed."
"The murderer would come – how? In a car? Which way?"
Lucy considered.
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There's a rough lane, alongside a factory wall. He'd probably come that way, turn in under the railway arch and along the back drive. Then he could climb the fence, go along at the foot of the embankment, find the body, and carry it back to the car."
"And then," continued Miss Marple. "He took it to some place he had already chosen beforehand. This was all thought out, you know. And I don't think, as I say, that he would take it away from Rutherford Hall, or if so, not very far. The obvious thing, I suppose, would be to bury it somewhere?" She looked inquiringly at Lucy.
"I suppose so," said Lucy considering. "But it wouldn't be quite as easy as it sounds."
Miss Marple agreed.
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Monday, October 22, 2007
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I had been impressed at the time by Poirot's forebodings about theanonymous letter he had received，but I must admit that the matter hadpassed from my mind when the 21st actually arrived and the first reminder ofit came with a visit paid to my friend by Chief Inspector Japp of ScotlandYard.The CID inspector had been known to us for many years and he gave me ahearty welcome. "Well，I never，"he exclaimed."If it isn't Captain Hastings back fromthe wilds of the what do you call it!Quite like old days seeing you herewith Monsieur Poirot.You're looking well，too.Just a little bit thin on top，eh?Well，that's what we're all coming to.I'm the same."
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I winced slightly.I was under the impression that owing to the carefulway I brushed my hair across the top of my head the thinness referred to byJapp was quite unnoticeable.However，Japp had never been remarkable for tactwhere I was concerned，so I put a good face upon it and agreed that we werenon of us getting any youger. "Except Monsieur Poirot here，"said Japp.
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I had been impressed at the time by Poirot's forebodings about theanonymous letter he had received，but I must admit that the matter hadpassed from my mind when the 21st actually arrived and the first reminder ofit came with a visit paid to my friend by Chief Inspector Japp of ScotlandYard.The CID inspector had been known to us for many years and he gave me ahearty welcome. "Well，I never，"he exclaimed."If it isn't Captain Hastings back fromthe wilds of the what do you call it!Quite like old days seeing you herewith Monsieur Poirot.You're looking well，too.Just a little bit thin on top，eh?Well，that's what we're all coming to.I'm the same."
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I winced slightly.I was under the impression that owing to the carefulway I brushed my hair across the top of my head the thinness referred to byJapp was quite unnoticeable.However，Japp had never been remarkable for tactwhere I was concerned，so I put a good face upon it and agreed that we werenon of us getting any youger. "Except Monsieur Poirot here，"said Japp.
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Thursday, October 18, 2007
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You are welcome, most noble Sorceress, to the land of the Munchkins. We are so grateful to you for having killed the Wicked Witch of the East, and for setting our people free from bondage."
Dorothy listened to this speech with wonder. What could the little woman possibly mean by calling her a sorceress, and saying she had killed the Wicked Witch of the East? Dorothy was an innocent, harmless little girl, who had been carried by a cyclone many miles from home; and she had never killed anything in all her life
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evidently expected her to answer; so Dorothy said, with hesitation, "You are very kind, but there must be some mistake. I have not killed anything."
"Your house did, anyway," replied the little old woman, with a laugh, "and that is the same thing. See!" she continued, pointing to the corner of the house. "There are her two feet, still sticking out from under a block of wood." Marc Chagall Painting
You are welcome, most noble Sorceress, to the land of the Munchkins. We are so grateful to you for having killed the Wicked Witch of the East, and for setting our people free from bondage."
Dorothy listened to this speech with wonder. What could the little woman possibly mean by calling her a sorceress, and saying she had killed the Wicked Witch of the East? Dorothy was an innocent, harmless little girl, who had been carried by a cyclone many miles from home; and she had never killed anything in all her life
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evidently expected her to answer; so Dorothy said, with hesitation, "You are very kind, but there must be some mistake. I have not killed anything."
"Your house did, anyway," replied the little old woman, with a laugh, "and that is the same thing. See!" she continued, pointing to the corner of the house. "There are her two feet, still sticking out from under a block of wood." Marc Chagall Painting
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He even learned to enjoy sitting in throned state in council, and seeming to be something more than the Lord Protector's mouthpiece. He liked to receive great ambassadors and their gorgeous trains, and listen to the affectionate messages they brought from illustrious monarchs who called him "brother." Oh, happy Tom Canty, late of Offal Court!
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He enjoyed his splendid clothes, and ordered more; he found his four hundred servants too few for his proper grandeur, and trebled them. The adulation of salaaming courtiers came to be sweet music to his ears. He remained kind and gentle, and a sturdy and determined champion of all that were oppressed, and he made tireless war upon unjust laws; yet upon occasion, being offended, he could turn upon an earl, or even a duke, and give him a look that would make him tremble.
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He even learned to enjoy sitting in throned state in council, and seeming to be something more than the Lord Protector's mouthpiece. He liked to receive great ambassadors and their gorgeous trains, and listen to the affectionate messages they brought from illustrious monarchs who called him "brother." Oh, happy Tom Canty, late of Offal Court!
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He enjoyed his splendid clothes, and ordered more; he found his four hundred servants too few for his proper grandeur, and trebled them. The adulation of salaaming courtiers came to be sweet music to his ears. He remained kind and gentle, and a sturdy and determined champion of all that were oppressed, and he made tireless war upon unjust laws; yet upon occasion, being offended, he could turn upon an earl, or even a duke, and give him a look that would make him tremble.
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Tuesday, October 16, 2007
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No, that I didn't! I hum'd and haw'd a lot; and I could see the fellow was quite worried - in fact, at the end he offered me half-a-crown more. So I graciously consented!"
Husband and wife laughed more merrily than they had done for a long time.
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"You won't mind being alone, here? I don't count the lodger - he's no good - " Bunting looked at her anxiously. He was only prompted to ask the question because lately Ellen had been so queer, so unlike herself. Otherwise it never would have occurred to him that she could be afraid of being alone in the house. She had often been so in the days when he got more jobs.
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No, that I didn't! I hum'd and haw'd a lot; and I could see the fellow was quite worried - in fact, at the end he offered me half-a-crown more. So I graciously consented!"
Husband and wife laughed more merrily than they had done for a long time.
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"You won't mind being alone, here? I don't count the lodger - he's no good - " Bunting looked at her anxiously. He was only prompted to ask the question because lately Ellen had been so queer, so unlike herself. Otherwise it never would have occurred to him that she could be afraid of being alone in the house. She had often been so in the days when he got more jobs.
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so - so well pleased with herself till a minute ago, but now she had become very pale, and she looked round her as a hunted animal might have done.
But the coroner was very kind, very soothing and gentle in his manner, just as that other coroner had been when dealing with Ellen Green at the inquest on that poor drowned girl.
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After the witness had repeated in a toneless voice the solemn words of the oath, she began to be taken, step by step, though her story. At once Mrs. Bunting realised that this was the woman who claimed to have seen The Avenger from her bedroom window. Gaining confidence, as she went on, the witness described how she had heard a long-drawn, stifled screech, and, aroused from deep sleep, had instinctively jumped out of bed and rushed to her window.
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so - so well pleased with herself till a minute ago, but now she had become very pale, and she looked round her as a hunted animal might have done.
But the coroner was very kind, very soothing and gentle in his manner, just as that other coroner had been when dealing with Ellen Green at the inquest on that poor drowned girl.
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After the witness had repeated in a toneless voice the solemn words of the oath, she began to be taken, step by step, though her story. At once Mrs. Bunting realised that this was the woman who claimed to have seen The Avenger from her bedroom window. Gaining confidence, as she went on, the witness described how she had heard a long-drawn, stifled screech, and, aroused from deep sleep, had instinctively jumped out of bed and rushed to her window.
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Sunday, October 14, 2007
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"I don't know if you have swerved from your original idea," said the young reporter. Then he added, with emphasis: "Monsieur Darzac is an honest man!"
"Are you sure of that?" asked Larsan. "Well, I am sure he is not. So it's a fight then?"
"Yes, it is a fight. But I shall beat you, Monsieur Frederic Larsan."
"Youth never doubts anything," said the great Fred laughingly, and held out his hand to me by way of conclusion.
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Rouletabille's answer came like an echo:
"Not anything!"
Suddenly Larsan, who had risen to wish us goodnight, pressed both his hands to his chest and staggered. He was obliged to lean on Rouletabille for support, and to save himself from falling.
"Oh! Oh!" he cried. "What is the matter with me? - Have I been poisoned?"
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"I don't know if you have swerved from your original idea," said the young reporter. Then he added, with emphasis: "Monsieur Darzac is an honest man!"
"Are you sure of that?" asked Larsan. "Well, I am sure he is not. So it's a fight then?"
"Yes, it is a fight. But I shall beat you, Monsieur Frederic Larsan."
"Youth never doubts anything," said the great Fred laughingly, and held out his hand to me by way of conclusion.
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Rouletabille's answer came like an echo:
"Not anything!"
Suddenly Larsan, who had risen to wish us goodnight, pressed both his hands to his chest and staggered. He was obliged to lean on Rouletabille for support, and to save himself from falling.
"Oh! Oh!" he cried. "What is the matter with me? - Have I been poisoned?"
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Saturday, October 13, 2007
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And my friend laughed silently. There are moments when I ask myself if he is not laughing at me.
The door of the inn opened. Rouletabille was on his feet so suddenly that one might have thought he had received an electric shock.
"Mr. Arthur Rance!" he cried.
Mr. Arthur Rance stood before us calmly bowing.
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ou remember me, Monsieur?" asked Rouletabile.
"Perfectly!" replied Arthur Rance. "I recognise you as the lad at the bar. [The face of Rouletabille crimsoned at being called a "lad."] I want to shake hands with you. You are a bright little fellow." Marc Chagall Painting
And my friend laughed silently. There are moments when I ask myself if he is not laughing at me.
The door of the inn opened. Rouletabille was on his feet so suddenly that one might have thought he had received an electric shock.
"Mr. Arthur Rance!" he cried.
Mr. Arthur Rance stood before us calmly bowing.
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ou remember me, Monsieur?" asked Rouletabile.
"Perfectly!" replied Arthur Rance. "I recognise you as the lad at the bar. [The face of Rouletabille crimsoned at being called a "lad."] I want to shake hands with you. You are a bright little fellow." Marc Chagall Painting
Thursday, October 11, 2007
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Well, then," said the Fox, "if you really want to go home, go ahead, but you'll be sorry."
"You'll be sorry," repeated the Cat.
"Think well, Pinocchio, you are turning your back on Dame Fortune."
"On Dame Fortune," repeated the Cat.
"Tomorrow your five gold pieces will be two thousand!"
"Two thousand!" repeated the Cat.
"But how can they possibly become so many?" asked Pinocchio wonderingly.
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I'll explain," said the Fox. "You must know that, just outside the City of Simple Simons, there is a blessed field called the Field of Wonders. In this field you dig a hole and in the hole you bury a gold piece. After covering up the hole with earth you water it well, sprinkle a bit of salt on it, and go to bed. During the night, the gold piece sprouts, grows, blossoms, and next morning you find a beautiful tree, that is loaded with gold pieces."
"So that if I were to bury my five gold pieces," cried Pinocchio with growing wonder, "next morning I should find--how many?"
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Well, then," said the Fox, "if you really want to go home, go ahead, but you'll be sorry."
"You'll be sorry," repeated the Cat.
"Think well, Pinocchio, you are turning your back on Dame Fortune."
"On Dame Fortune," repeated the Cat.
"Tomorrow your five gold pieces will be two thousand!"
"Two thousand!" repeated the Cat.
"But how can they possibly become so many?" asked Pinocchio wonderingly.
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I'll explain," said the Fox. "You must know that, just outside the City of Simple Simons, there is a blessed field called the Field of Wonders. In this field you dig a hole and in the hole you bury a gold piece. After covering up the hole with earth you water it well, sprinkle a bit of salt on it, and go to bed. During the night, the gold piece sprouts, grows, blossoms, and next morning you find a beautiful tree, that is loaded with gold pieces."
"So that if I were to bury my five gold pieces," cried Pinocchio with growing wonder, "next morning I should find--how many?"
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Tuesday, October 9, 2007
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恨的酒，居然让我提不起力气，任人肆意轻薄。
不一会，他放开了我。对上一双深如寒潭的眼睛。“胤禛？”我惊呼出口。
不，不是他，他只会让人冰冻。
“你跟四哥怎么了？”低低的声音充满压抑着的怒气。是胤禵。我早就应该想到的。
“哎，你先让开，别玩了，你这样压着我很难受耶。”这小Ｐ孩，玩什么啊。
“回答我。你跟四哥怎么了？”
“没怎么啊，他的眼睛很像你的嘛。”快起来，这种姿势很暧昧耶。
“我喜欢你。”你说什么？不要啊。
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“小鬼，不要逗我了，不好笑的，快点让开啊。学人谈恋爱你也得长大点嘛。”
他明显一愣。毫无预警地，他又吻上了我的唇。这一回，不同于先前的浅尝则止。他霸道地辗转吮吸，我一度呼吸困难。好容易离开我的唇，顺着颈子，细密的吻缠绵而下。“求求你，不要这样。”我一边用力推他，一边小声恳求。
“我不是小孩子。”明显听到哭音，他停止了。“我是真的喜欢你。”他喃喃地说道：“四哥和十三哥说我疯了，可是我真的是疯了，从那天在前门大街上见到你，我就喜欢你。他们不准我来找你，连十五弟也是。四哥说你是狐媚子，说你会毁了我，我也想忘记你，可是我做不到，见不到你我活着还有什么意思。我不要你把看得我和十五弟一样，我不是小孩子。说，说你也喜欢我，告诉我你也喜欢我。” Marc Chagall Painting
恨的酒，居然让我提不起力气，任人肆意轻薄。
不一会，他放开了我。对上一双深如寒潭的眼睛。“胤禛？”我惊呼出口。
不，不是他，他只会让人冰冻。
“你跟四哥怎么了？”低低的声音充满压抑着的怒气。是胤禵。我早就应该想到的。
“哎，你先让开，别玩了，你这样压着我很难受耶。”这小Ｐ孩，玩什么啊。
“回答我。你跟四哥怎么了？”
“没怎么啊，他的眼睛很像你的嘛。”快起来，这种姿势很暧昧耶。
“我喜欢你。”你说什么？不要啊。
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“小鬼，不要逗我了，不好笑的，快点让开啊。学人谈恋爱你也得长大点嘛。”
他明显一愣。毫无预警地，他又吻上了我的唇。这一回，不同于先前的浅尝则止。他霸道地辗转吮吸，我一度呼吸困难。好容易离开我的唇，顺着颈子，细密的吻缠绵而下。“求求你，不要这样。”我一边用力推他，一边小声恳求。
“我不是小孩子。”明显听到哭音，他停止了。“我是真的喜欢你。”他喃喃地说道：“四哥和十三哥说我疯了，可是我真的是疯了，从那天在前门大街上见到你，我就喜欢你。他们不准我来找你，连十五弟也是。四哥说你是狐媚子，说你会毁了我，我也想忘记你，可是我做不到，见不到你我活着还有什么意思。我不要你把看得我和十五弟一样，我不是小孩子。说，说你也喜欢我，告诉我你也喜欢我。” Marc Chagall Painting
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才走到半路，听到背后有人唤道：“云珠！”
她笑着应声，回身却见胤禟和胤礻我走过来。
胤礻我笑道：“叫这名字好别扭啊！可我看董鄂格格却是很喜欢。九哥，你说是不是？”
胤禟冷着脸道：“罗嗦什么，不要和些无关紧要的人搭话。你可是个皇子，别贬低了自己的身份。”
胤礻我一愣，然后道：“知道了。”随即眼光不断在胤禟和尘芳两人脸上徘徊。
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“有你这么看姑娘的吗？”从远处走过来的贺腾看到这情景，喊道。一旁的贺什则不动声色的将尘芳拉到自己身后，随即对上了胤禟冰冷的目光。
“贺腾，怎么能和十阿哥这样说话呢？”贺什斥责着，随即笑道：“我弟弟是个直性子，还望两位阿哥海涵。”
胤礻我道：“果然是个直性子的莽夫。”
贺腾一听，登时来了火气，却见尘芳拍手叫道：“可了不得了！”唬得忙回头看她。尘芳道：“咱们快回去吧，贺腾你昨日让我帮你做的菜，我还放在石灶上呢！现在恐怕是要炒糊了。”说罢，拉着他就走。
贺腾一边走，一边搔着脑袋问道：“我何时让你烧菜了，烧什么菜了？”
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才走到半路，听到背后有人唤道：“云珠！”
她笑着应声，回身却见胤禟和胤礻我走过来。
胤礻我笑道：“叫这名字好别扭啊！可我看董鄂格格却是很喜欢。九哥，你说是不是？”
胤禟冷着脸道：“罗嗦什么，不要和些无关紧要的人搭话。你可是个皇子，别贬低了自己的身份。”
胤礻我一愣，然后道：“知道了。”随即眼光不断在胤禟和尘芳两人脸上徘徊。
Marc Chagall Painting
“有你这么看姑娘的吗？”从远处走过来的贺腾看到这情景，喊道。一旁的贺什则不动声色的将尘芳拉到自己身后，随即对上了胤禟冰冷的目光。
“贺腾，怎么能和十阿哥这样说话呢？”贺什斥责着，随即笑道：“我弟弟是个直性子，还望两位阿哥海涵。”
胤礻我道：“果然是个直性子的莽夫。”
贺腾一听，登时来了火气，却见尘芳拍手叫道：“可了不得了！”唬得忙回头看她。尘芳道：“咱们快回去吧，贺腾你昨日让我帮你做的菜，我还放在石灶上呢！现在恐怕是要炒糊了。”说罢，拉着他就走。
贺腾一边走，一边搔着脑袋问道：“我何时让你烧菜了，烧什么菜了？”
Marc Chagall Painting
Sunday, October 7, 2007
Marc Chagall Painting
Marc Chagall Painting
只是后来，皇上开始在多个场合暗示龙飞玉还不需急于成亲，或者说这世子夫人的人选还需好好斟酌。皇城内外都猜测皇上是想给龙飞玉指婚，何况景铃长公主对靖南侯世子的倾慕也不是什么秘密。顿时，大大小小的媒婆便在靖南侯府绝迹，靖南侯夫妇也做好了迎接公主儿媳的准备。
原以为龙飞玉立了军功之后，皇上就会赐婚。可如今班师回朝都快半年了，皇上却迟迟没有表态。这可苦了靖南侯一家，既不能催促皇上，又不能擅自作主，只好一直悬着世子夫人的位置。
Marc Chagall Painting
其实凭心而论，龙飞玉并不想娶景铃长公主为妻。两人虽也是自小认识，但相差六岁，自己只是把她当个小妹妹。再说这公主是万千宠爱集于一身，性情骄横，不似母亲那样温柔敦厚。她哪里容得了自己在外寻欢作乐。
但正如父亲所说，若能娶十八公主为妻，便又与皇上近了一步，靖南侯府的地位更加稳固。这与前些年吏部侍郎宋书语迎娶先帝十五女时是不一样的。
可现在，就连父亲也揣测不出皇上的意思，也不敢轻举妄动，生怕弄巧成拙，拂了圣意。这次让自己出京，恐怕也有让他避开公主之意。公主最近也常往靖南侯府跑。
Marc Chagall Painting
只是后来，皇上开始在多个场合暗示龙飞玉还不需急于成亲，或者说这世子夫人的人选还需好好斟酌。皇城内外都猜测皇上是想给龙飞玉指婚，何况景铃长公主对靖南侯世子的倾慕也不是什么秘密。顿时，大大小小的媒婆便在靖南侯府绝迹，靖南侯夫妇也做好了迎接公主儿媳的准备。
原以为龙飞玉立了军功之后，皇上就会赐婚。可如今班师回朝都快半年了，皇上却迟迟没有表态。这可苦了靖南侯一家，既不能催促皇上，又不能擅自作主，只好一直悬着世子夫人的位置。
Marc Chagall Painting
其实凭心而论，龙飞玉并不想娶景铃长公主为妻。两人虽也是自小认识，但相差六岁，自己只是把她当个小妹妹。再说这公主是万千宠爱集于一身，性情骄横，不似母亲那样温柔敦厚。她哪里容得了自己在外寻欢作乐。
但正如父亲所说，若能娶十八公主为妻，便又与皇上近了一步，靖南侯府的地位更加稳固。这与前些年吏部侍郎宋书语迎娶先帝十五女时是不一样的。
可现在，就连父亲也揣测不出皇上的意思，也不敢轻举妄动，生怕弄巧成拙，拂了圣意。这次让自己出京，恐怕也有让他避开公主之意。公主最近也常往靖南侯府跑。
Marc Chagall Painting
Friday, October 5, 2007
Marc Chagall Painting
Marc Chagall Painting
睡得迷迷糊糊间，只听得身畔的人俯耳说道：“你说要好好想想的，朕等你。”我睡意正浓，不耐烦地点点头，仍是一头埋进被子里呼呼大睡。一大早醒来，身畔的人意料之中早已不知去向，头痛得厉害。我躺在床上龇牙咧嘴地高声叫唤：“绯红救命啊！”房门被人砰的一下打开了，绯红急急奔了进来，一脸的焦急：“主子怎么啦？”绿萼跟在后头不紧不慢地撇撇嘴：“说过要你不要急的，咱们主子这样没形象又不是第一次……
Marc Chagall Painting
看到我身无寸缕且布有可疑红斑点点的身子瘫在床上，见识过Ｎ次类似场景的她们又怎会不知道发生了什么事？
唉，我就说偷情偷到家里来最不好了，叫我以后怎么当个威风八面的主子嘛！
我甩了甩头，紧问了句：“太妃娘娘今日怎样？”绿萼笑答：“今天娘娘精神挺好的，刚刚吃了些粥，又在玫瑰园子里剪花呢！”我放心下来，直嚷嚷头痛，且不肯穿衣，只赖在床上不起来。
Marc Chagall Painting
睡得迷迷糊糊间，只听得身畔的人俯耳说道：“你说要好好想想的，朕等你。”我睡意正浓，不耐烦地点点头，仍是一头埋进被子里呼呼大睡。一大早醒来，身畔的人意料之中早已不知去向，头痛得厉害。我躺在床上龇牙咧嘴地高声叫唤：“绯红救命啊！”房门被人砰的一下打开了，绯红急急奔了进来，一脸的焦急：“主子怎么啦？”绿萼跟在后头不紧不慢地撇撇嘴：“说过要你不要急的，咱们主子这样没形象又不是第一次……
Marc Chagall Painting
看到我身无寸缕且布有可疑红斑点点的身子瘫在床上，见识过Ｎ次类似场景的她们又怎会不知道发生了什么事？
唉，我就说偷情偷到家里来最不好了，叫我以后怎么当个威风八面的主子嘛！
我甩了甩头，紧问了句：“太妃娘娘今日怎样？”绿萼笑答：“今天娘娘精神挺好的，刚刚吃了些粥，又在玫瑰园子里剪花呢！”我放心下来，直嚷嚷头痛，且不肯穿衣，只赖在床上不起来。
Marc Chagall Painting
Marc Chagall Painting
Marc Chagall Painting
她居然怂恿皇姐男装出游，还轻佻地调戏皇姐的贴身丫鬟，朕以为那个丫鬟会翻脸，那丫鬟平日里得了皇姐的心，向来目空一切的，连二皇姐的面子都不给，这下让她羞辱一番是免了不的。但却很意外而……又意料之中的没有。连朕这平日里最看不惯这些轻浮举动的人，也不觉她大胆的行为很突兀。她的一举一动到底影响了多少人？
Marc Chagall Painting
她是个新奇的小东西，能很自然地照顾到下人们的饮食问题，吃东西时也没规矩，和皇姐天南地北地闲扯，皇姐居然也附和她，还时不时提醒下人们记得她的恩典，明显有抬她的意思。
她……她也许不是个绝世美女，却是个能让人着魔的巫女。
朕笑看她们的一言一行，心情居然该死的宁静、舒心和……幸福。直到侍卫统领周勃来报，说又有紧急公务。朕要走了，顺便也告诉她们，她们的夫婿就快回师了。两人居然均是一脸的无所谓，朕不解。
Marc Chagall Painting
她居然怂恿皇姐男装出游，还轻佻地调戏皇姐的贴身丫鬟，朕以为那个丫鬟会翻脸，那丫鬟平日里得了皇姐的心，向来目空一切的，连二皇姐的面子都不给，这下让她羞辱一番是免了不的。但却很意外而……又意料之中的没有。连朕这平日里最看不惯这些轻浮举动的人，也不觉她大胆的行为很突兀。她的一举一动到底影响了多少人？
Marc Chagall Painting
她是个新奇的小东西，能很自然地照顾到下人们的饮食问题，吃东西时也没规矩，和皇姐天南地北地闲扯，皇姐居然也附和她，还时不时提醒下人们记得她的恩典，明显有抬她的意思。
她……她也许不是个绝世美女，却是个能让人着魔的巫女。
朕笑看她们的一言一行，心情居然该死的宁静、舒心和……幸福。直到侍卫统领周勃来报，说又有紧急公务。朕要走了，顺便也告诉她们，她们的夫婿就快回师了。两人居然均是一脸的无所谓，朕不解。
Marc Chagall Painting
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
marc chagall painting
marc chagall painting
谁知我还没来得及高兴，他，他，他竟然抢走了我语文第一的宝座！
啊啊啊~
怎么可能怎么可能？
不相信不相信，绝对不相信！
可是事实却眼睁睁的摆在眼前……
555~不是吧？！怎么这样啊！我为自己深深哀悼！看来我得更加努力，一定要超过他才行了……
接下来发生的事情简直让我郁闷到极点，害我一不小心就有了想要抢把刀砍S他的冲动，要不是小婷和文讯死命拉着我，我想他这会儿早躺平了，哪还会一脸吊样的在我面前晃来晃去啊！
你们也别觉得我狠，那是给他逼的啊，这俗话说“狗急了还会跳墙呢”，那猫急了肯定得抓人了呗！谁让他接连在各类比赛、测验中一路领先，就连竞选学生会会长都是他“+”我“-”，你说郁闷不郁闷！真是7456！随后我不甘失败的当上了校广播站的站长，心里正得意这下你总没辙了吧？他却立马弄了个校篮球队队长来当上！你说气人不气人！
marc chagall painting
谁知我还没来得及高兴，他，他，他竟然抢走了我语文第一的宝座！
啊啊啊~
怎么可能怎么可能？
不相信不相信，绝对不相信！
可是事实却眼睁睁的摆在眼前……
555~不是吧？！怎么这样啊！我为自己深深哀悼！看来我得更加努力，一定要超过他才行了……
接下来发生的事情简直让我郁闷到极点，害我一不小心就有了想要抢把刀砍S他的冲动，要不是小婷和文讯死命拉着我，我想他这会儿早躺平了，哪还会一脸吊样的在我面前晃来晃去啊！
你们也别觉得我狠，那是给他逼的啊，这俗话说“狗急了还会跳墙呢”，那猫急了肯定得抓人了呗！谁让他接连在各类比赛、测验中一路领先，就连竞选学生会会长都是他“+”我“-”，你说郁闷不郁闷！真是7456！随后我不甘失败的当上了校广播站的站长，心里正得意这下你总没辙了吧？他却立马弄了个校篮球队队长来当上！你说气人不气人！
marc chagall painting
Monday, October 1, 2007
Marc Chagall painting
Marc Chagall (7 July 1887 – 28 March 1985) was a French painter of Russian-Jewish origin who was born in Belarus, then part of the Russian Empire. Among the celebrated painters of the 20th century, he is associated with the modern movements after impressionism.
Marc Chagall was born Moishe Shagal (משה שאגאל - Shagal is a dialectal, North-Eastern Yiddish variant of the surname "Segal", an acronym of סגן לוי Segan Levi, meaning "Assistant Levite"); his name was rendered in the Russian language as Mark Zakharovich Shagalov. Chagall was born in Vitebsk, Russian Empire (now in Belarus), the oldest of nine children in the close-knit Jewish family led by his father, a herring merchant Khatskl (Zakhar) Shagal, and his mother, Feige-Ite. This period of his life, described as happy though impoverished, appears in references throughout Chagall's work.
Beginning to study painting in 1906 under famed local artist Yehuda Pen, Chagall moved to St. Petersburg only a few months later in 1907. There he joined the school of the Society of Art Supporters and studied under Nikolai Roerich, encountering artists of every school and style. From 1908-1910 he studied under Leon Bakst at Zvantseva's School.
Art of Marc Chagall
Chagall took inspiration from Belarusian folk-life, and portrayed many Biblical themes reflecting his Jewish heritage. In the 1960s and 1970s, Chagall involved himself in large-scale projects involving public spaces and important civic and religious buildings.
Chagall's works fit into several modern art categories. He took part in the movements of the Paris art world which preceded World War I and was thus involved with avant-garde currents. However, his work always found itself on the margins of these movements and emerging trends, including Cubism and Fauvism. He was closely associated with the Paris School and its exponents, including Amedeo Modigliani.
His works abound with references to his childhood, yet often neglect some of the turmoil which he experienced. He communicates happiness and optimism to those who view his works by means of highly vivid colors. Chagall often posed himself, sometimes together with his wife, as an observer of the world — a colored world like that seen through a stained-glass window. Some see The White Crucifixion, which abounds in rich, intriguing detail, as a denunciation of the Stalin regime, the Nazi Holocaust, and all oppression of the Jews.
Beginning to study painting in 1906 under famed local artist Yehuda Pen, Chagall moved to St. Petersburg only a few months later in 1907. There he joined the school of the Society of Art Supporters and studied under Nikolai Roerich, encountering artists of every school and style. From 1908-1910 he studied under Leon Bakst at Zvantseva's School.
Art of Marc Chagall
Chagall took inspiration from Belarusian folk-life, and portrayed many Biblical themes reflecting his Jewish heritage. In the 1960s and 1970s, Chagall involved himself in large-scale projects involving public spaces and important civic and religious buildings.
Chagall's works fit into several modern art categories. He took part in the movements of the Paris art world which preceded World War I and was thus involved with avant-garde currents. However, his work always found itself on the margins of these movements and emerging trends, including Cubism and Fauvism. He was closely associated with the Paris School and its exponents, including Amedeo Modigliani.
His works abound with references to his childhood, yet often neglect some of the turmoil which he experienced. He communicates happiness and optimism to those who view his works by means of highly vivid colors. Chagall often posed himself, sometimes together with his wife, as an observer of the world — a colored world like that seen through a stained-glass window. Some see The White Crucifixion, which abounds in rich, intriguing detail, as a denunciation of the Stalin regime, the Nazi Holocaust, and all oppression of the Jews.
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