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【正文】 s wedding ring, too small now for her fat finger, but put carefully。s diamonds, the jet mourning rings and pins, the queer loc kets, w ith portraits of dead friends and weeping willows made of hair inside, the baby bracelets her one little daughter had worn, Uncle March39。s laces. She also allowed her to roam about the great house, and examine the curious and pretty things stored away in the big wardrobes and the ancient chests, for Aunt March hoarded like a magpie. Amy39。t she enjoy it? Laurie came every day, and wheedled Aunt March till Amy was allowed to go out w ith him, when they walked and rode and had capital times. After dinner, she had to read aloud, and sit still while the old lady slept, which she usually did for an hour, as she dropped off over the first page. Then patchwor k or towels appeared, and Amy sewed with outward meekness and inward rebellion till dusk, w hen she was allowed to amuse herself as she liked till teatime. The evenings were the worst of all, for Aunt March fell to telling long s tories about her youth, which were so unutterably dull that Amy was always ready to 畢業(yè)設(shè)計(jì)（論文） 第 頁(yè) 33 go to be, intending to cry over her hard fate, but usually going to sleep before she had squeezed out more than a tear or two. If it had not been for Laurie, and old Esther, the maid, she felt that she never could have got through that dreadful time. The parrot alone was enough to drive her distracted, for he soon felt that she did not admire him, and revenged himself by being as mischievous as possible. He pulled her hair whenever she came near him, upset hi s bread and milk to plague her when she had newly cleaned his cage, made Mop bark by pecking at him while Madam dozed, called her names before pany, and behaved in all respects like an reprehensible old bird. Then she could not endure the dog, a fat, cross beast who snarled and yelped at her when she made his toilet, and who lay on his back with all his legs in the air and a most idiotic expression of countenance when he wanted something to eat, which was about a dozen times a day. The cook was badtempered, the old coachman was deaf, and Esther the only one who ever took any notice of the young lady. Esther was a Frenchwoman, who had lived with`Madame39。s too. Roland Weary diedof gangrene that had started in his mangled feet. So it goes. Weary, in his nearly continuous delirium , told again and again of the Three Musketeers, acknowledged that he was dying, gave many messages to be delivered to his fam ily in Pittsburgh. Above all, he wanted to be avenged, so he said again and again the name of the person who had killed him. Everyone on the car learned the lesson well. very morning, and polish up the oldfashioned spoons, the fat silver teapot, and the glasses till they shone. Then she must dust the room, and what a trying job that was. Not a spec k escaped Aun t March39。t bad.39。 said Billy. On the ninth day, the hobo died. So it goes. His last words were, 39。 39。This ain39。Keep the hell away from here., Pilgrim.39。I do?39。re God damn right you do. And whimper.39。I do?39。You yell. You kick.39。Not with me, you son of a bitch,39。Not with me.39。Where can I sleep?39。ll shut up when Pilgrim gets away from here.39。 said somebody else. 39。 39。 Now Billy sat up, toowretched, close to tears. 39。It39。t it?39。 said the person. 39。t say anything, but nestled very politely, closed his eyes. 39。is that you?39。Pilgrim,39。s slumbering body, distorted his face, dislodged him m time, sent him back to the war. When he regained consciousness, he wasn39。 Roebuck warehouse. The hold of the saucer was crammed with other stolen merchandise, which would be used to furnish Billy39。 They introduced an anesthetic into Billy39。 Billy in fact, had a paperweight in his office which was a blob of polished amber with three ladybugs embedded in it. 畢業(yè)設(shè)計(jì)（論文） 第 頁(yè) 32 39。 39。Why me? 39。Any questions?39。Wele aboard, Mr. Pilgrim,39。s hands locked onto it hard. He was hauled into the airloc k, and machinery closed the bottom door. Only then did the ladder, wound onto a reel in the airloc k, let him go. Only then did Billy39。t a melodious owl. It was a flying saucer from Tralfama dore, navigating in both space and time, therefore seeming to Billy Pilgrim to have e from nowhere all at once. Somewhere a big dog barked. The saucer was one hundred feet in diameter, with portholes around its rim. The light from the portholes was a pulsing purple . The only noise it made was the owl song. It came down to hover over Billy, and to enclose him in a cylinder of pulsing in purple light. Now there was the sound of a seeming kiss as an airtight hatch in the bottom of the saucer was opene d. Down snaked a ladder that was outlined in pretty lights like a Ferris wheel. Billy39。ve swallowed a dictionary, Gary thought. But he kept up the conversation. T hen the studious teenager produced a pac k of cards and proceeded to do a series of conjuring tric ks that made Glly could almost smell his breathmustard gas and roses. It was a wrong number. Billy hung up. There was a soft drink bottle on the windowsill. Its label boasted that it contained no nourishm ent whatsoever. The American fliers turned in their uniforms, became high school kids. And Hitler turned into a baby, Billy Pilgrim supposed. That wasn39。s taken the bottom bunk! I was here first. Susan stared, glared at the fancy nightdress laid out on the pillow. Did she have the nerve to move it? No, not quite. Fuming, she started to unpac k. Sweaters, Tshirts, jeans, shorts and a dress. She yanked open the wardrobe door. A row of eyecatching outfits hung neatly on hangers. It39。s grey paint was peeling, revealing blue. A good omen? Gary followed Susan down the panionway. See you at dinner, he said, before entering the cabin he shared with Norman. As one of
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