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【導(dǎo)讀】Fotheringay;“Ican?tkeepitup,”hesaid,“anylonger.”Hestaggeredback,andthelampsuddenly
【正文】 ncing. “What do you mean by it?” asked Winch. “Hullo! It?s you, is it? The man who broke the lamp at that bar! What did you do it for? Do you know that stick hurt?” For the moment Fotheringay could not utter a word. His silence seemed to irritate Mr. Winch. “You?ve been assaulting the police, young man, this time.” “Look here, Mr. Winch,” said Fotheringay, annoyed and confused. “I?m very sorry. The fact is.......” “Well?” He could think of no answer but the truth. “I was working a miracle.” He tried to speak as casually as he could. “Working a .....! Look! Don?t? talk rot. Working a miracle, indeed! Well, that?s really funny! You?re the man who doesn?t believe in miracles.... The fact is, this is another of your silly tricks. Now I tell you.....” But Mr. Fotheringay never heard what Mr. Winch was going to tell him. He realized that he had given himself away. He became violently irritated. He turned on the policeman swiftly and fiercely. “Listen,” he said. “I?ve had enough of this. I?ll show you a silly trick, Go to Hades!” He was alone! Mr. Fotheringay performed no more miracles that night, nor did he trouble to see what had bee of his flowering stick. He went back, scared and very quiet. “Good Heavens!” he said, “It?s an extremely powerful gift. I didn?t mean as much as that. Not really....I wonder what Hades is like.” He sat on the bed taking off his shoes. Struck by a happy thought he transferred the policeman to San Francisco, and then went to bed. The next day Fotheringay heard two interesting pieces of news. Someone had planted a most beautiful climbing rose near the gasworks, and everyone was looking for Constalbe Winch.
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