出版時間：2009-5 出版社：中國對外翻譯 作者：狄更斯 頁數：334
作者：(英國) 狄更斯 (Dickens C.)
Book the First: Recalled to LifeChapter 1 The PeriodChapter 2 The MailChapter 3 The Night ShadowsChapter 4 The PreparationChapter 5 The Wine ShopChapter 6 The ShoemakerBook the Second: The Golden ThreadChapter 1 Five Years LaterChapter 2 ASightChapter 3 A DisappointmentChapter 4 CongratulatoryChapter 5 The JackalChapter 6 Hundreds of PeopleChapter 7 Monseigneur in TownChapter 8 Monseigneur in the CountryChapter 9 The Gorgon's HeadChapter 10 Two PromisesChapter 11 A Companion PictureChapter 12 The Fellow of DelicacyChapter 13 The Fellow of No DelicacyChapter 14 The Honest TradesmanChapter 15 KnittingChapter 16 Still knittingChapter 17 One NightChapter 18 Nine DaysChapter 19 An OpinionChapter 20 A PleaChapter 21 Echoing FootstepsChapter 22 The Sea Still RisesChapter 23 Fire RisesChapter 24 Drawn to the Loadstone RockBook the Third: The Track of a StormChapter 1 In SecretChapter 2 The GrindstoneChapter 3 The ShadowChapter 4 Calm in StormChapter 5 The Wood-sawyerChapter 6 TriumphChapter 7 A Knock at the DoorChapter 8 A Hand of CardsChapter 9 The Game MadeChapter 10 The Substance of the ShadowChapter 11 DuskChapter 12 DarknessChapter 13 Fifty-twoChapter 14 The Knitting DoneChapter 15 The Footsteps Die Out for Ever
"And I have no doubt," said Mr. Lorry, "that I was right in theconversation we had. My opinion is confirmed, and I reiterate my advice.""I assure you," returned Mr. Stryver, in the friendliest way, "that I amsorry for it on your account, and sorry for it on the poor father's account. Iknow this must always be a sore subject with the family; let us say no moreabout it.""I don't understand you," said Mr Lorry."I dare say not," rejoined Stryver, nodding his head in a smoothing andfinal way; no matter, no matter.""But it does matter," Mr. Lorry urged."No it doesn't; I assure you it doesn't. Having supposed that there wassense where there is no sense, and a laudable ambition where there is not alaudable ambition, I am well out of my mistake, and no harm is done. Youngwomen have committed similar follies often before, and have repentedthem in poverty and obscurity often before. In an unselfish aspect, I amsorry that the thing is dropped, because it would have been a bad thing forme in a worldly point of view; in a selfish aspect, I am glad that the thinghas dropped, because it would have been a bad thing for me in a worldlypoint of view——it is hardly necessary to say I could have gained nothingby it. There is no harm at all done. I have not proposed to the young lady,and, between ourselves, I am by no means certain, on reflection, that I evershould have committed myself to that extent. Mr. Lorry, you cannot controlthe mincing vanities and giddinesses of emptyheaded girls; you must notexpect to do it, or you will always be disappointed.Now, pray say no more about it. I tell you, I regret it on account ofothers, but I am satisfied on my own account. And I am really very muchobliged to you for allowing me to sound you, and for giving me youradvice; you know the young lady better than I do; you were right, it neverwould have done.Mr. Lorry was so taken aback, that he looked quite stupidly at Mr.Stryver shouldering him towards the door, with an appearance of showeringgenerosity, forbearance, and goodwill, on his erring head. "Make the bestof it, my dear sir," said Stryver; "say no more about it; thank you again forallowing me to sound you; good night！" Mr. Lorry was out in the night,before he knew where he was. Mr. Stryver was lying back on his sofa,winking at his Ceiling.