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2019年09月16日 16:25:34来源:医苑爱问

Saturday morning meant one thing for Susan—doing the laundry. She hated doing the laundry. Unenthusiastically, she took the pillow cases off all the pillows. Then she removed the fitted sheet from the mattress. She took the towel off the towel bar in the bathroom.She grabbed a couple of dirty dish towels out of the kitchen, and looked all around her apartment for anything else that needed washing.In the corner of her living room, a can of coins sat on top of the file cabinet. She fished out seven quarters. She opened the cabinet under her kitchen sink and grabbed a plastic bottle of liquid detergent.Finally, she set her electronic timer for 35 minutes. The timer would remind her that the washing was done, and that it was time to go back downstairs and put the clothes into the dryer for 40 minutes. Without the timer, Susan would completely forget to check her clothes.Susan carried the laundry basket downstairs. How happy she would be when her laundry was done for this week. As she approached the laundry room, she heard a familiar sound. The sound was the washer washing and the dryer drying. One of her neighbors had got there before her. Muttering, Susan took her basket back upstairs. Article/201103/129935。

  • CHAPTER XIXAn Opinion WORN out by anxious watching, Mr. Lorry fell asleep at his post. On the tenth morning of his suspense, he was startled by the shining of the sun into the room where a heavy slumber had overtaken him when it was dark night. He rubbed his eyes and roused himself; but he doubted, when he had done so, whether he was not still asleep. For, going to the door of the Doctor's room and looking in, he perceived that the shoemaker's bench and tools were put aside again, and that the Doctor himself sat ing at the window. He was in his usual morning dress, and his face (which Mr. Lorry could distinctly see), though still very pale, was calmly studious and attentive. Even when he had satisfied himself that he was awake, Mr. Lorry felt giddily uncertain for some few moments whether the late shoemaking might not be a disturbed dream of his own; for, did not his eyes show him his friend before him in his accustomed clothing and aspect, and employed as usual; and was there any sign within their range, that the change of which he had so strong an impression had actually happened? It was but the inquiry of his first confusion and astonishment, the answer being obvious. If the impression were not produced by a real corresponding and sufficient cause, how came he, Jarvis Lorry, there? How came he to have fallen asleep, in his clothes, on the sofa in Dr. Manette's consulting-room, and to be debating these points outside the Doctor's bedroom door in the early morning? Within a few minutes, Miss Pross stood whispering at his side. If he had had any particle of doubt left, her talk would of necessity have resolved it; but he was by that time clearheaded, and had none. He advised that they should let the time go by until the regular breakfast-hour, and should then meet the Doctor as if nothing unusual had occurred. If he appeared to be in his customary state of mind, Mr. Lorry would then cautiously proceed to seek direction and guidance from the opinion he had been, in his anxiety, so anxious to obtain. Miss Pross submitting herself to his judgment, the scheme was worked out with care. Having abundance of time for his usual methodical toilette, Mr. Lorry presented himself at the breakfast-hour in his usual white linen, and with his usual neat leg. The Doctor was summoned in the usual way, and came to breakfast. So far as it was possible to comprehend him without overstepping those delicate and gradual approaches which Mr. Lorry felt to be the only safe advance, he at first supposed that his daughter's marriage had taken place yesterday. An incidental allusion, purposely thrown out, to the day of the week, and the day of the month, set him thinking and counting, and evidently made him uneasy. In all other respects, however, he was so composedly himself, that Mr. Lorry determined to have the aid he sought. And that aid was his own. Therefore, when the breakfast was done and cleared away, and he and the Doctor were left together, Mr. Lorry said, feelingly: `My dear Manette, I am anxious to have your opinion, in confidence, on a very curious case in which I am deeply interested; that is to say, it is very curious to me; perhaps, to your better information it may be less so.' Glancing at his hands, which were discoloured by his late work, the Doctor looked troubled, and listened attentively. He had aly glanced at his hands more than once. `Doctor Manette,' said Mr. Lorry, touching him affectionately on the arm, `the case is the case of a particularly dear friend of mine. Pray give your mind to it, and advise me well for his sake--and above all, for his daughter's--his daughter's, my dear Manette.' `If I understand,' said the Doctor, in a subdued tone, `some mental shock---?' `Yes!' `Be explicit,' said the Doctor. `Spare no detail.' Mr. Lorry saw that they understood one another, and proceeded. `My dear Manette, it is the case of an old and a prolonged shock, of great acuteness and severity to the affections, the feelings, the--the--as you express it--the mind. The mind. It is the case of a shock under which the sufferer was borne down, one cannot say for how long, because I believe he cannot calculate the time himself, and there are no other means of getting at it. It is the case of a shock from which the sufferer recovered, by a process that he cannot trace himself--as I once heard him publicly relate in a striking manner. It is the case of a shock from which he has recovered, so completely, as to be a highly intelligent man, capable of close application of mind, and great exertion of body, and of constantly making fresh additions to his stock of knowledge, which was aly very large. But, unfortunately, there has been'--he paused add took a deep breath--`a slight relapse.' The Doctor, in a low voice, asked, `Of how long duration?' `Nine days and nights.' `How did it show itself? I infer,' glancing at his hands again, `in the resumption of some old pursuit connected with the shock?' Article/200904/67526。
  • Don't Be an April Fool! 整人有理,只在愚人节!If it is the morning of April 1 and you see some money on the ground, perhaps you should think twice before you pick it up. It might have been glued there by someone keen to turn you into an “April fool.” Remember: It is the first day of April, a day when people around the world enjoy playing tricks on each other.In the 16th century, the Roman Catholic Church decided that the calendar year in Europe would begin on January 1, instead of the original date of April 1. Some people were slow to accept the new rule, and others called them ignorant or stubborn. They became the first April fools.The tradition of playing tricks on this day most likely started in France. Victims there were known as “April fish,” possibly due to the ease with which newborn fish could be caught in the spring. Nowadays, it is still a custom among French children to tie paper fish to each others’ backs on April 1. 如果4月1号早上你看到地上有些钱,在把它捡起来之前你要三思。可能是有人很想把你变成“四月愚人”,而把钱粘在地上。记住:这可是4月1号,正是世界上的人享受彼此捉弄寻乐的日子。16世纪,罗马天主教教派决定将欧洲的年历改由1月1号开始,取代原来的4月1号。一些人一时无法适应这个新规定,而被其他人称为无知或固执。他们就成为第一批“四月愚人”。在这天捉弄人的传统最可能起源于法国。在那儿恶作剧的受害者被称为“四月鱼”,也许这与春天刚出生的幼鱼容易被捕捉有关。现在,在4月1日,互相把纸鱼绑在背后仍是法国孩子的习俗。 Article/200803/28867。
  • 有声名著之巴斯史维尔猎犬 Chapter9 巴斯史维尔猎犬The Hound of the Baskervilles英语原版下载 相关名著:查泰莱夫人的情人简爱呼啸山庄有声名著之傲慢与偏见有声名著之儿子与情人有声名著之红与黑有声名著之歌剧魅影有声名著之了不起的盖茨比有声名著之远大前程 Article/200809/49129。
  • Roland was a carpenter in Virginia. He and Sheila had three kids—two boys and baby Jessica. The baby had been in and out of the hospital for the last year because of infections and other problems. She was very weak and sick. The doctors were not confident that she would live another year.Taking care of Jessica was expensive. The family was deep in debt. Roland, an independent subcontractor, had medical insurance, but he had very high deductibles.Things were bad. Roland saw no light at the end of this tunnel. Then he saw an ad in the newspaper: “Security guards/contract workers wanted. 0,000 a year. First ,000 tax free. ,000 bonus for extending contract an extra year.” He called the number. The line was busy, but he kept calling and finally got through. He was worried that the jobs were all taken, but they told him plenty of jobs were still available. They said they would give him two weeks of training in Texas. Then they would fly him to Iraq for his assignment.Roland told Sheila he had to take this job. He knew it was dangerous; he might get injured or killed, but the money was too good. Plus, the family would have full medical benefits, which would enable the baby to get the care she needed. Roland said if he survived the first year, he would probably sign up for the bonus and a second year.Sheila was worried. She asked, “What if you get killed? What are we going to do without you?”“You can’t think like that, honey,” he said. “You’ve got to think positive. Think about how well off we’ll be in two or three years after I bring back all that money. This is the best thing I could do for this family.”Sheila hugged him and sobbed. “I don’t want you to go.”Roland flew to Houston five days later. Article/201107/145409。
  • “啊,我的头自由了!”爱丽丝高兴地说,可是转眼间高兴变成了恐惧。这时,她发现找不见自己的肩膀了,她往下看时,只能见到了很长的脖子,这个脖子就像是矗立在绿色海洋中的高树杆。 She was a good deal frightened by this very sudden change, but she felt that there was no time to be lost, as she was shrinking rapidly; so she set to work at once to eat some of the other bit. Her chin was pressed so closely against her foot, that there was hardly room to open her mouth; but she did it at last, and managed to swallow a morsel of the lefthand bit. `Come, my head's free at last!' said Alice in a tone of delight, which changed into alarm in another moment, when she found that her shoulders were nowhere to be found: all she could see, when she looked down, was an immense length of neck, which seemed to rise like a stalk out of a sea of green leaves that lay far below her. `What CAN all that green stuff be?' said Alice. `And where HAVE my shoulders got to? And oh, my poor hands, how is it I can't see you?' She was moving them about as she spoke, but no result seemed to follow, except a little shaking among the distant green leaves. Article/201101/122478。
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