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fish "so . . ." they said, with their wine-glasses delicately poised, mocking at the thing they cannot understand. "so . . ." they said again, amused and 1. the silver on the table glittered, and the red wine in the glasses seemed the blood i had wasted in a foolish cause. game the gentleman with the grey-and-black whiskers sneered languidly over his 2. then my heart flew up and laboured, and i burst from my own holding and 3 myself forward. with straight blows i beat upon him, furiously, with red-hot anger, i thrust against him. but my weapon slithered over his polished surface, and i 4 upon myself, panting. drawing-room in a dress all softness and half-tones, indolent and half-reclined, she lay upon a couch, with the firelight reflected in her jewels. but her eyes had no reflection, they swam in a grey smoke, the smoke of smouldering ashes, the smoke of her cindered heart. coffee they sat in a circle with their coffee-cups. one dropped in a lump of sugar, one stirred with a spoon. i saw them as a circle of ghosts sipping blackness out of beautiful china, and mildly protesting against my coarseness in being alive. talk they took dead men's souls and pinned them on their breasts for ornament; their cuff-links and tiaras were 5 dug from a grave; they were ghouls battening on 6 thoughts; and i took a green liqueur from a servant so that he might come near me and give me the comfort of a living thing. eleven o'clock the front door was hard and heavy, it shut behind me on the house of ghosts. i 7 my feet on the pavement to feel it solid under me; i ran my hand along the railings and shook them, and pressed their 8 bars into my palms. the hurt of it 9 me, and i did it again and again until they were 10. when i woke in the night i laughed to find them aching, for only living flesh can suffer. 点击收听单词发音
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