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1、The Gift of the Magi meidai 1 One dollar and eighty-seven cents. That was all. And sixty cents of it was in pennies. Pennies saved one and two at a time by bulldozing the grocer and the vegetable man and the butcher until ones cheeks burned with the silent imputation of parsimony that such close dea

2、ling implied. Three times Della counted it. One dollar and eighty- seven cents. And the next day would be Christmas. 2 There was clearly nothing to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and howl. So Della did it. Which instigates the moral reflection that life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and

3、 smiles, with sniffles predominating. 3 While the mistress of the home is gradually subsiding from the first stage to the second, take a look at the home. A furnished flat at $8 per week. It did not exactly beggar description, but it certainly had that word on the lookout for the mendicancy squad. 4

4、 In the vestibule below was a letter-box into which no letter would go, and an electric button from which no mortal finger could coax a ring. Also appertaining thereunto was a card bearing the name Mr. James Dillingham Young. 5 The Dillingham had been flung to the breeze during a former period of pr

5、osperity when its possessor was being paid $30 per week. Now, when the income was shrunk to $20, though, they were thinking seriously of contracting to a modest and unassuming D. But whenever Mr. James Dillingham Young came home and reached his flat above he was called Jim and greatly hugged by Mrs.

6、 James Dillingham Young, already introduced to you as Della. Which is all very good. 6 Della finished her cry and attended to her cheeks with the powder rag. She stood by the window and looked out dully at a gray cat walking a gray fence in a gray backyard. Tomorrow would be Christmas Day, and she h

7、ad only $1.87 with which to buy Jim a present. She had been saving every penny she could for months, with this result. Twenty dollars a week doesnt go far. Expenses had been greater than she had calculated. They always are. Only $1.87 to buy a present for Jim. Her Jim. Many a happy hour she had spen

8、t planning for something nice for him. Something fine and rare and sterling-something just a little bit near to being worthy of the honor of being owned by Jim. Robinson Crusoe Chapter 1 Leaving England I was born in 1632 in York, of a good family. My father was a Dutch merchant who left Holland whe

9、n young and settled first at Hull. He got a good estate there, then leaving off his trade, lived in York, where he had married my mother, Miss Robinson and I was named Robinson Crusoe, after her. I was the third son of the family, but at the time when this story begins, I was the only one left. My e

10、ldest brother was a soldier and was killed at the battle against the Spanish. My other brother disappeared-we do not know what happened to him. Being the third son of the family, my head was filled very early with various confusing thoughts. Although my fathers business was doing well, I felt that t

11、he life of a merchant was not very interesting. I wanted to go to sea and have a life of adventure, sailing the oceans and exploring new countries. “Robinson, you cant go!” my father cried when I told him my plans. “But father, there is nothing for me to do here. I want to see the world.” I said. “H

12、ow can you say that?” my father replied. “You could go into trade, as I did. And look how well I have done!” “Father, Im not good at business.” I said. I didnt want to tell him that being a merchant was boring. “Robinson,” said my father, “wait for one year. Ill do all I can to teach you how to be a

13、 good businessman. If after one year, you still want to go to sea, well.” It seemed as though he was begging me to stay. Perhaps he was afraid to lose another son. At that time, I was seventeen years old, young and full of energy. A year seemed like a long time to me, but I agreed to stay, because I

14、 didnt want to upset my father. During that year, I studied hard to learn about business, but it was no use. I simply had to go to sea. The Great Gatsby （Helbling readers） Chapter Five I arrived home at two oclock in the morning. As my taxi left, I saw Gatsby walking towards me. Lets go to Coney Isl

15、and, old sport, in my car. Its too late, I replied. Well, what about a swim in my pool! I havent used it this summer yet. I must go to bed. All right. He waited, looking at me. I talked with Miss Baker, I said. Im going to phone Daisy tomorrow and invite her to tea. Which day suits you? Which day su

16、its YOU? he replied quickly. I dont want to cause you any trouble. How about the day after tomorrow? He paused before answering. I must cut the grass first. He looked at the grass in my garden. He hesitated again. Oh,t heres another little thing. . . We can do it next week if you want, I said. I tho

17、ught he needed more time. No, it isnt that. He didnt know how to continue. Then he said, You dont make much money, do you, old sport? Not very much. Well, I run a little business and I think I have something that might interest you. You might earn some money. Something just between you and me, you u

18、nderstand. The offer was clearly in return for my help so I refused. I rang Daisy the next morning and invited her to come to tea. Dont bring Tom, I warned her. It was raining on the day we had fixed to have tea. A man arrived at eleven oclock to cut the grass in my garden (Gatsbys lawn was always p

19、erfect). A little later an enormous quantity of flowers was delivered. At three oclock the front door opened and Gatsby hurried in. He looked anxious. Have you got everything you need for tea? he asked. I took him into the kitchen and showed him the lemon cakes I had bought that morning. Are they al

20、l right? Of course! Theyre fine, - old sport, he said, but I could see he was disappointed. We went into the livingroom where he sat down. From time to time he looked through the window sat the rain. Finally he got up and said he was going home. 12 Nobodys coming to tea. Its too late! I cant wait al

21、l day. Dont be silly. Its only two minutes to four. He sat down miserably and, at the same time, a car drove up to my house. I went out into the garden. Daisy looked at me and smiled happily. I helped her out of the car. Are you in love with me? she said softly in my ear. If not, why didI have to co

22、me alone? Thats a secret. We went in. To my surprise the livingroom was empty. Then there was a knock at the door. I opened it. Gatsby was standing there in the rain. He disappeared quickly into the living room. I waited at the door. After a moment of silence, Daisy laughed and said in a clear, arti

23、ficial voice, Im very glad to see you again. I closed the door and joined them in the living room. Gatsby was standing and staring at Daisy. She was sitting, frightened but composed, on the edge of a chair. Weve met before, Gatsby said. Not for many years, Daisy added quickly. Five years next Novemb

24、er, said Gatsby automatically. I sat and talked to Daisy as we drank our tea and ate the lemon cakes. Gatsby was quiet but his anxious, unhappy eyes moved continuously from me to Daisy. I left them together after a while. When I went back in, they were sitting on the couch, looking at each other. Al

25、l their embarrassment had gone. Daisys face was covered with tears. But there was a change in Gatsby that really surprised me. He radiated a feeling of joy that filled the room. Hello, old sport, he said. Its stopped raining. Has it? he said. Then to Daisy: Its stopped raining. Im glad, Jay, she ans

26、wered, her voice showing her unexpected joy. Then suddenly, I want you and Daisy to come to my house. Idlike to show her around. Outside in the garden, Daisy pointed and said, Is that it? That huge place there? Do you like it? I love it. Do you really live there alone? I invite lots of interesting a

27、nd famous people, so its full night and day. He showed her all the beautiful sitting rooms, the music rooms and the library. Daisy admired everything and Gatsby seemed to revalue everything according to the response it got from her eyes. He hadnt stopped looking at her once. In his bedroom, we stood

28、 at the window and looked at the Sound. It had started to rain again. 13 Its a pity its somisty, he said. On a clear day I can see your house across the bay. At night theres a green light at the end of your dock. Daisy put her arm through his as they looked out. The green light had been his connecti

29、on with Daisy. Now that she was here it had lost its significance. In the west there were pink and golden clouds above the sea. Look, she whispered. Id like to get one of those pink clouds and put you in it and push you around. I tried to go then but they wanted me to stay. I know what well do, said

30、 Gatsby. Well ask Klipspringer to play the piano. I had often seen Klipspringer in the pool and on the beach. Now, as we sat in the music room, he played love songs to us. I looked at Gatsby and Daisy and I saw that they had forgotten me. He was holding her hand and she was saying something in his e

31、ar. He turned towards her, his face full of emotion. I got up and left them there together. Glossary 1miserably / mzrbl/ ad.unhappily 痛苦地 2 artificial /,a:tifil/ a. false 不自然的 3composed /kmpuzd/ a.in control of ones emotions 沉着的 4automatically / ,:tmtkl /ad.without conscious thought orattention 不假思索

32、地 5radiate /reidieit/ v.show in large quantity 焕发(强烈情感或气质) 6 revalue /,ri:vlju:/ v.consider(somethings) importance and price again 重新评估 7misty /mist i/ a.with many verysmall drops of water in the air making it difficult to see 雾蒙蒙的 The Strange Case of Doctor Jekyll and Mr Hyde Chapter 8 The Last Nig

33、ht (R.L. Stevenson) Chapter 8 The Last Night Part 1 Mr Utterson (Dr Jekylls old friend) was sitting by his fire at home one evening after dinner when he was surprised to receive a visit from Dr Jekylls servant Poole. “Bess me Poole, what brings you here?” cried Utterson. “Is the doctor ill?” “Mr Utt

34、erson, there is something wrong. ” said Poole, “Dr Jekyll has shut himself away in his office for about one week.” “Come on now, I can see theres something seriously wrong. Try to tell me what it is,” said Utterson. “I dare not say, but I think something wicked has happened,” said Poole in a frighte

35、ned voice. “Will you please come and see for yourself, sir?” Mr Utterson quickly fetched his coat and hat. The two men walked rapidly through the cold and windy London night. The moon was pale and the streets were unusually empty of people, but full of wind and dust. It was a bad night to be outside

36、. Part 2 When they reached Dr Jekylls house, a large number of Dr Jekylls servants were standing together in front of the bright fire like a flock of sheep, all looking very worried. “Please follow me, Mr Utterson.” said Poole. Clearly frightened, he slowly walked up the stairs to the office door. “

37、Mr Utterson is here, asking to see you, sir.” he said to the closed door. “Tell him I cannot see anyone,” answered a complaining voice from behind the door. Poole looked into Uttersons eyes and asked very seriously, “Sir, was that my employers voice? ” “Well, it seemed very changed,” replied Utterso

38、n, very pale. “I have worked for Dr Jekyll for twenty years. I dont think I am wrong if I say that is not his voice. I think the doctor has been killed. ” “This is a very strange story,” said Utterson. “And a very wild story, Poole. If and I only say if Dr Jekyll has been, well, murdered, why has th

39、e murderer stayed there? It doesnt make sense.” “Mr Utterson,” said Poole, “Whoever or whatever is in that office has been there for a week, crying out for some kind of medicine, with instructions written on pieces of paper telling me to 15 buy the drug he wants.” “Are you sure it is the doctors wri

40、ting?” said Utterson. “It doesnt matter whether it is or not, because I saw him!” “You saw him?” repeated Utterson. “Well?” “Yes, I went suddenly into the laboratory one day and saw him on the stairs. I only saw him for a second, but the sight of him made my hair stand on end! That thing is not my e

41、mployer. Dr Jekyll is a tall fine man, but this one was small and ugly. If you are asking if it was Mr Hyde, well, yes, I think it was. I think the doctor has been murdered.” “If you think that, Poole, I have to make certain. Its my duty to break into the office and find out the truth.” “Jekyll!” sh

42、outed Mr Utterson, “I demand to see you! If you do not open the door yourself, then we will break the door down!” “Utterson, please have mercy!” said the voice in reply. “Thats not Jekylls voice,” said Utterson to Poole. “Its Hydes!” Part 3 Then they attacked the door. Poole swung an axe over his sh

43、oulder and the blow he struck was so strong that it could be felt throughout the building. He swung four more times before the lock broke and the strongly built door fell backwards into the office. Suddenly everything went quiet and the two men, shocked at the violence they had done, looked cautious

44、ly into the room through the open doorway. In the middle of the room there was something unusual. The body of a man lay there, face down, twitching slightly. They rolled him over and recognized the face of Mr Edward Hyde. He was dressed in clothes that were too big for him, but were the right size f

45、or Dr Jekyll. Although the body made small movements, it was only the muscles and nerves moving after death. Life was gone from the body. In his hand was a small glass container with a smell of arsenic , a fatal poison, and Hyde had killed himself with it. “We are too late,” said Utterson, “either t

46、o save him or to punish him. Hyde has killed himself. Now we need to find Dr Jekylls body.” They made a thorough search of the office, and the many smaller rooms in the building. There was no sign of Dr Henry Jekyll, alive or dead, anywhere. On top of some papers on the desk there was a large envelo

47、pe, with Mr Uttersons name 16 written on it in Dr Jekylls handwriting. Pride and Prejudice Chapter 7 Darcy Proposes Marriage Chapter 7 Darcy proposes marriage Just then, she heard the doorbell, and wondered if it might be Colonel Fitzwilliam, come to enquire about her health. But to her astonishment

48、 she saw Mr Darcy walk into the room. In a hurried manner he began to ask how she was feeling. She answered him with cold politeness. He sat down for a few moments, and then, getting up, walked about the room. Elizabeth was surprised, but said nothing. After a silence of several minutes, he came tow

49、ards her, with none of his usual calmness, and said, “In vain have I struggled. It is no good. I cannot conquer my feelings. You must allow me to tell you how warmly I admire and love you.” Elizabeth stared, blushed, doubted, and was silent. He considered this sufficient encouragement, and confessed

50、 all that he felt, and had felt for a long time, for her. He expressed himself well, but it was not only of love that he spoke. He also talked of his pride, and his sense of her social inferiority, which had made him struggle against his feelings for so long. In spite of her dislike for him, Elizabe

51、th appreciated what a compliment such a mans affection was, and was at first sorry for the pain he was about to receive. But soon, as she heard his references to her inferior position, she lost all pity, and became very angry. She waited patiently, however, until he had finished. He ended by describ

52、ing the strength of his love for her, which, in spite of all his attempts, he had been unable to conquer with arguments of reason and common sense, and finally he asked for her hand in marriage. She could see that he had no doubt of a favourable answer, which only made her angrier. “I believe societ

53、y considers it correct, in cases like this,” she replied, “to express grateful thanks. So if I could feel grateful, I would now thank you. But I cannot-I have never wanted your good opinion of me, and I cannot accept it. Im sorry to hurt anyone, but it has not been done deliberately, and I hope the

54、pain will not last long. The pride which, you tell me, has long prevented the expression ofyour affection, can have little difficulty in conquering your feelings after this explanation.” Mr Darcy, whose eyes were fixed on her face, was both angry and surprised by her words. His face went pale, and h

55、e was clearly struggling to control himself. There was a dreadful pause, and then he spoke in a voice of forced calmness. “And this is all the reply I am to have the honour of expecting! I might, perhaps, wish to be informed why, with so little attempt at politeness, I am rejected.” “I might as well

56、 ask why, with so evident a wish to offend and insult me, you chose to tell me that you loved me against your reason and even against your character. But even if my own feelings towards you had been favourable, do you think anything could tempt me to accept the man who has destroyed, perhaps for eve

57、r, the happiness of my beloved sister?” As she said this, Mr Darcy changed colour, but he listened without trying to interrupt her as she continued. “I have every reason in the world to think badly of you. You cannot deny that you opposed the marriage of my sister with your friend.” she repeated. “I

58、 have no wish to deny that I did everything I could to separate them, and that I am delighted with my success. Towards my friend I have been kinder than to myself. ” Elizabeth treated this last remark with disdain, but its meaning did not escape her. “But it is not the only reason I dislike you. My

59、opinion of you was decided long ago. I heard all about your character from Mr Wickham. Now, what can you have to say on this matter? How can you defend yourself? ” “You take an eager interest in that gentleman,” said Darcy, less calmly than before. The colour was rising in his face. “Who can help fe

60、eling an interest in him, when we hear of the unfortunate life he has had!” “Unfortunate!” repeated Darcy contemptuously. “Yes, unfortunate indeed.” “And it was your fault,” cried Elizabeth with energy. “You took away his chance of a comfortable income and a good position, which you knew had been in