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正文 第44节 文 / [法]Honore de Balzac/巴尔扎克

    栗子小说    m.lizi.tw栗子网  www.lizi.tw小说站  www.xsz.twarkablefaculty,ofhihavespoken

    onlytonfessor,nsieurdelaberge;heexplainsitbydivine

    intervention.often,afterdeepditationinducedbyfearsaboutthe

    healthofchildren,eyesclosetothethingsofearthandsee

    intoanion;ifjacquesanddeleihereappeartoas

    tinousfigurestheyaresuretohavegoodhealthforacertain

    periodofti;ifisttheyareequallysuretofallill

    soonafter.asforyou,inotonlyseeyoubrilliantlyillunated,

    butihearavoital

    nicatioouse

    thisychildrenandforyou”sheasked,falling

    intoareverie.then,afterapause,sheadded,”perhapsgodo

    taketheplaceoftheirfather.”

    ”letbelievethatobedienceisduetoyou,”icried.

    shegaveoneofherexquisitelygrailes,ed

    heartthatishouldnothavefeltadeathblothat

    nt.

    ”assoonasthekiothere;leaveclochegourde,”

    shesaid.”itybedegradingtobegforpladfavors,butit

    .great

    gesakeplace.thekingneedscapableandtrusthy

    n;dontfailhiitisoenteryoungintothe

    affairsofthenationandleayouren,likeactors,

    havearoutinebusioacquire,reveal,it

    stbeleat.fatherheardtheducdechoiseulsaythis.thinkof

    ,”shesaid,afterapause;”letenjoythepleasuresof

    superiorityinasoulthatisalloyson”

    ”yourson”isaid,sullenly.

    ”yes,son”shee;”isnotthatagoodpla

    heart”

    thebellrangfordinner;shetookarndleaentedlyupon

    it.

    ”youhavegroupthesteps.whenhed

    theportisheshookarlittle,asiflookswere

    iortunate;forthoughhereyeshatisawonly

    her.thenshesaid,ingairofpreteience,full

    ofgradquetry,”e,youlookatourdearvalley”

    shetued,heldheresilksunshadeoverourheadsanddrew

    jaotionofherheadasshelooked

    toeadoethatinabsence

    shehadetonyaandingistyhorizonsand

    theirvaporousoutliureantleeredher

    thoughts.shenothenightingalehelivelong

    night,nedhhisplaie.

    ateightoclockthateveninginessofaseouched

    deeply,andyforr

    visitsihadplayedbackgaoookthe

    beforetheirbedti.thebellrang

    t.

    ”youarenoustsubttorule,”saidthe

    untess,leadingbythehandhthatairofigaiety

    enurallypious.

    theuntfolloasters,children,andservantskdown,all

    takingtheirregularplaces.itadeleioreadthe

    prayers.thedearchildsaidthenherchildishvoice,theingenuous

    tonesofonioussileheuntry,

    andgavetothehedorofholyinnoce,thegraceof

    angels.itostaffegprayerieverheard.naturereplied

    totheurrsoftheingnight,like

    thelopanintofananlightlytouched,deleinewason

    therightoftheuntess,jacquesonherleft.thegracefulcurly

    heads,betoothbraidsofthether,andabove

    allthreetheperfectlyofthefather,

    deapictureesort,theideasarousedbythe

    lodyoftheprayer.asiftofulfilallnditionsoftheunity

    arksthesubli,thisdllectedgrouphedin

    thefadinglightofthesettingsun;itsredtintsltheroo

    iellingthesoulbeitpoetirsuperstitioustobelievethatthe

    firesofheaveningthesefaithfulservantsofgodasthey

    kherehoutdistinofrank,intheequalityhheaven

    dends.thinkingbayndstill

    furtherghissplicity.

    thechildrensaidgoodnight,theservantsboheuntess

    auedtothesalonh

    theunt.

    ”ionthere,andhellhere,”hesaid,

    pointingtothebackgaonboard.

    theuntessretuedinhalfanhour,andbroughtherfrahe

    table.

    ”thisisforyou,”shesaid,unrollingthevas;”butforthelast

    threenthsithaslanguished.bethatroseandthisheartsease

    poorchildwasill.”

    ”e,e,”saidnsieurdertsauf,”donttalkofthatanyre.

    sixfive,essaryoftheking”

    yroohushedbreathingthatighthearher

    passingtoandfroinhers.sheandpure,butiwaslashed

    addeningideas.”ihought;

    ”perhapssheis,like,inthisation.”atone

    oclock,idown,walkingnoiselessly,andlaybeforeherdoor.

    yearpressedtoakiuldhearherequable,gentle

    breathing,likethatofachild.otheboneiback

    tobedaranquillytilling.ikal

    influence,e,causesthedelightitakeingoing

    tothebrinkofprecipices,soundingthegulfofevil,seekingtoknow

    itsdepths,feelingitsicychill,areatingiion.

    thathourofnightpassedohresholdofherdoor

    orrohadtrod

    upontearsandkisses,onhervirtuefirstdestroyedandthen

    respeany,

    esteriousiulseh

    ielsthesoldier.nyhavetoldtheyhaveplayedtheirlives

    uponit,flingingtheelvesbeforeabatterytoknoheyuld

    escapetheshot,happyinthusgallopingintotheabyssof

    probabilities,andskinglikejeanbartuponthegunpowder.

    thedayiadets.theunt

    adredthethoughgenerallynothingofthekindappealedtohi

    thepcez,”hebuildsdungeonsinspain,”

    seedtohavebeendeforhi

    ispentseveraldaysattofrape

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