painted windows-第12章

按键盘上方向键 ← 或 → 可快速上下翻页，按键盘上的 Enter 键可回到本书目录页，按键盘上方向键 ↑ 可回到本页顶部！
————未阅读完？加入书签已便下次继续阅读！


ferent。　I　thought　of　all　those　people　in
the　train　who　had　been　so　alike。　And
then　I　remembered　what　unexpected
differences　they　had　shown；　and　turned
to　smile　at　my　uncle。

〃I　should　say　I　have　had　adven…
tures！〃　I　cried。

〃We'll　get　home　to　your　aunt；〃　he
said；　〃and　then　we'll　hear　all　about
them。〃

We　crossed　a　bridge　above　the　roar…
ing　mill…race；　went　up　a　lane；　and　en…
tered　Arcadia。　That　was　the　way　it
seemed　to　me。　It　was　really　a　cottage
above　a　stream；　where　youth　and　love
dwelt；　and　honour　and　hospitality；　and
the　little　house　was　to　be　exchanged　for
a　greater　one　where　　though　youth　de…
parted　　love　and　honour　and　hospital…
ity　were　still　to　dwell。

〃Travel's　a　great　thing；〃　said　my
uncle；　as　he　helped　me　off　with　my
jacket。

〃Yes；〃　I　answered；　solemnly；　〃it　is
a　great　privilege　to　see　the　world。〃

I　still　am　of　that　opinion。　I　have
seen　some　odd　bits　of　it；　and　I　cannot
understand　why　it　is　that　other　jour…
neys　have　not　quite　come　up　to　that
first　one；　when　I　heard　of　Aunt　Ellen；
and　saw　the　boy　turn　the　surprised
somersault；　and　was　welcomed　by　two
lovers　in　a　little　Arcadia。







End