【正文】 Return “There is nothing to be sorry about, Mr. Baker. This is the happiest day of my life. And I have to thank your family for that.” “貝克先生，你根本用不著道歉。 be too + 形容詞 + to do，太 … 以至于不 … . He is too sick to talk to you. 他病得太重了，不能和你說話。 Return sign [saIn] ，標記 =something that gives evidence . There are no signs of life about the house. 這房子沒有有人住的跡象。 Return e along 快點，趕快 . Come along — we’ll be late for the theatre! 趕快 ——我們看戲要遲到了 ! Return run away 逃走 . The maid ran away with the duchess’s jewels. 女仆帶了公爵夫人的珠寶逃走了。 More 在文章中同樣的還有： Mr. Baker was too surprised to answer. 貝克先生太吃驚了，沒有回答。今天是我最幸福的一天，而且感謝你們?nèi)覟榇怂鞯囊磺小? but it was sad and deeply lined: but the face was sad and covered with wrinkles Return Peter soon found a girl friend and began to dance with her, but his father and mother felt too old for this kind of dancing. 彼得很快找到了一個女伴，開始跟她跳舞，而他父母已經(jīng)跳不動這種舞了。 ” in his slow, heavy English: he spoke English slowly, with a deep, unclear voice 用渾濁不清的英語 Return Mr. Baker did not like some of Peter’s girl friend, but he was too wise to say so. 貝克先生并不喜歡彼得的有些女朋友，不過他想還是不說為妙。 Return donkey [5dRNkI] n. 驢 =ass . Dishwashing is really a donkeywork. 洗盤子的確是件 辛苦而令人討厭的工作 。 Return go on 繼續(xù)，說下去 . How much longer will this hot weather go on? 這種熱天氣還要繼續(xù)多久？ Return set free 釋放，使 … 自由 =give freedom . The prisoner will be set free as soon as the fine is paid. 一交清罰款，囚犯就可以被釋放。 But it was too late to turn back now. 可話已出口，無法收回。 ” Return Mr. Baker stood there with his mouth open, but said nothing. 貝克先生站在那兒，張著嘴卻什么也說不出來。 Return She had a beautiful face, but it was sad and deeply lined. 她曾經(jīng)有張漂亮的臉龐，但現(xiàn)在神色憂傷，滿臉皺紋。talk the back leg off a donkey: an idiom, meaning to talk so much that she will make anyone listen to her in the end Return “My good friend,” he said in his slow, heavy English, “today you have given us back our son!” “我親愛的朋友， ” 他說道，他英語說得很慢，聲音深沉且又含糊不清，“ 今天你們幫我找到了我們的兒子。 but I met the servant from number 28 in the flower shop, and he bought my two tickets for Mr. and Mrs. Box.” Text Analysis Mr. Baker was not surprised. When his wife wanted to do something, like selling tickets for a dance, nobody could stop her. Peter often said that his mother “could talk the back leg off a donkey.” Few people were strongminded enough to say “no” to her. “You don’t look very pleased, dear. Have I done the wrong thing?” Text Analysis “Yes. Mr. Box now has four tickets.” He told her about his visit to number 28. “I’m not going back there. Mr. Box will be angry. Peter must go and see them about it when he es home. I’ve had enough.” Mr. Baker did not like trouble. He put on his oldest clothes and went out to work in the garden. Peter was busy at school, helping Mr. Koffer to get everything ready for the dance. He did not return home until late in the afternoon. Text Analysis “I can’t go now, Dad,” he said when his father told him about Mr. Box’s four tickets. “If he es to the dance, I’ll see him there. If he doesn’t, I’ll call at his house tomorrow.” The Bakers could not see any sign of Mr. Box when they got to the dance. There were several hundred people there, and it was almost impossible to move round the room. Peter soon found a girl friend and began to dance with her, but his father and mother felt too old for this kind of dancing. They sat down at a small table and watched. Text Analysis When the music stopped, Peter brought them something to drink. Then Mrs. Baker noticed something. “Look! There’s a man with one arm on the other side of the room. There’s a lady with him, and they’re both whitehaired. They must be your people from number 28, Rupert.” “Yes, and they’re talking to Mr. Koffer,” said Peter. Text Analysis “And they’re talking so noisily that everyone is looking at them,” said his father. “They must be very angry.” The music started again, and they could not see across the room any more because of the dancers. But Mr. Koffer and the two whitehaired people were walking round the room towards them. “Here es trouble!” said Mr. Baker. “Oh, why did we e here? Everyone will hear about it now.” Text Analysis He stopped and stood up in surprise as they reached his table. The German teacher and Mr. Box were laughing, but Mrs. Box was crying. He gave her his chair. “I’m very, very sorry,” began Mr. Baker, but Hans Koffer stopped him. He looked young to be a teacher and he had a friendly face. “There is nothing to be sorry about, Mr. Baker. This is the happiest day of my life. And I have to thank your family for that.” Text Analysis Mr. Baker stood there with his mouth open, but said nothing. He could not understand at all. Then the whitehaired man spoke. “My good friend,” he said in his slow, heavy English, “today you have given us back our