推荐商品
  • Pba 淘宝网最热美容护肤品牌
  • 每一秒都在燃烧你的脂肪 健康瘦身
  • 健康绿色减肥 就是这样轻松!
  • 时尚内衣 塑造完美身形!
  • 麦包包 周年庆典包包折扣
  • 祛斑美白 不再做个灰脸婆
西游伏魔录监控设备箱 室外防水箱 公安治安监控箱 4315款 监控立杆箱
  • 市场价格:110
  • 促销价格:110
  • 商品编码:575251805020
  • 商品分类:治安监控
  • 商品所在地:上海
  • 商品来源:淘宝
  • 发布时间:2018-08-31 11:06:14
商品详细信息 -

西游伏魔录监控设备箱 室外防水箱 公安治安监控箱 4315款 监控立杆箱

p>




































































相关信息
欢迎咨询
...ich was all I knew.

‘Oh! my eye!’ he said, looking very low-spirited, ‘I am sorry for
that.’

‘Why?’ I asked him.

‘Oh, Lord!’ he said, shaking his head, ‘that’s the school where
they broke the boy’s ribs―two ribs―a little boy he was. I should
say he was―let me see―how old are you, about?’

I told him between eight and nine.

‘That’s just his age,’ he said. ‘He was eight years and six months
old when they broke his first rib; eight years and eight months old

Charles Dickens ElecBook Classics


David Copperfield

when they broke his second, and did for him.’

I could not disguise from myself, or from the waiter, that this
was an uncomfortable coincidence, and inquired how it was done.
His answer was not cheering to my spirits, for it consisted of two
dismal words, ‘With whopping.’

The blowing of the coach-horn in the yard was a seasonable
diversion, which made me get up and hesitatingly inquire, in the
mingled pride and diffidence of having a purse (which I took out of
my pocket), if there were anything to pay.

‘There’s a sheet of letter-paper,’ he returned. ‘Did you ever buy
a sheet of letter-paper?’

I could not remember that I ever had.

‘It’s dear,’ he said, ‘on account of the duty. Threepence. That’s
the way we’re taxed in this country. There’s nothing else, except
the waiter. Never mind the ink. I lose by that.’

‘What should you―what should I―how much ought I to―what
would it be right to pay the waiter, if you please?’ I stammered,
blushing.

‘If I hadn’t a family, and that family hadn’t the cowpock,’ said
the waiter, ‘I wouldn’t take a sixpence. If I didn’t support a aged
pairint, and a lovely sister,’―here the waiter was greatly
agitated―‘I wouldn’t take a farthing. If I had a good place, and
was treated well here, I should beg acceptance of a trifle, instead
of taking of it. But I live on broken wittles―and I sleep on the
coals’―here the waiter burst into tears.

I was very much concerned for his misfortunes, and felt that
any recognition short of ninepence would be mere brutality and
hardness of heart. Therefore I gave him one of my three bright
shillings, which he received with much humility and veneration,

Charles Dickens ElecBook Classics


David Copperfield

and spun up with his thumb, directly afterwards, to try the
goodness of.

It was a little disconcerting to me, to find, when I was being
helped up behind the coach, that I was supposed to have eaten all
the dinner without any assistance. I discovered this, from
overhearing the lady in the bow-window say to the guard, ‘Take
care of that child, George, or he’ll burst!’ and from observing that
the women-servants who were about the place came out to look
and giggle at me as a young phenomenon. My unfortunate friend
the waiter, who had quite recovered his spirits, did not appear to
be disturbed by this, but joined in the general admiration without
being at all confused. If I had any doubt of him, I suppose this half
awakened it; but I am inclined to believe that with the simple
confidence of a child, and the natural reliance of a child upon
superior years (qualities I am very sorry any children should
prematurely change for worldly wisdom), I had no serious mistrust
of him on the whole, even then.

I felt it rather hard, I must own, to be made, without deserving
it, the subject of jokes between the coachman and guard as to the
coach drawing heavy behind, on account of my sitting there, and
as to the greater expediency of my travelling by waggon. The story
of my supposed appetite getting wind among the outside
passengers, they were merry upon it likewise; and asked me
whether I was going to be paid for, at school, as two brothers or
three, and whether I was contracted for, or went upon the regular
terms; with other pleasant questions. But the worst of it was, that I
knew I should be ashamed to eat anything, when an opportunity
offered, and that, after a rather light dinner, I should remain
hungry all night―for I had left my cakes behind, at the hotel, in

Charles Dickens ElecBook Classics


David Copperfield

my hurry. My apprehensions were realized. When we stopped for
supper I couldn’t muster courage to take any, though I should
have liked it very much, but sat by the fire and said I didn’t want
anything. This did not save me from more jokes, either; for a
husky-voiced gentleman with a rough face, who had been eating
out of a sandwich-box nearly all the way, except when he had been
drinking out of a bottle, said I was like a boa-constrictor who took
enough at one meal to last him a long time; after which, he
actually brought a rash out upon himself with boiled beef.

We had started from Yarmouth at three o’clock in the
afternoon, and we were due in London about eight ne
















































































































相关商品
友情链接: