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Oliver Twist 雾都孤儿 - Chapter 7

Noah Claypole ran along the streets at his swiftest pace, and paused not once for breath, until he reached the workhouse-gate. Having rested here, for a minute or so, to collect a good burst of sobs 1 and an imposing 2 show of tears and terror, he knocked loudly at the wicket; and presented such a rueful face to the aged 3 pauper 4 who opened it, that even he, who saw nothing but rueful faces about him at the best of times, started back in astonishment 5. 'Why, what's the matter with the boy!' said the old pauper. 'Mr. Bumble!, ,Mr. Bumble!' cried Noah, with well-affected dismay: and in tones so loud and agitated 6, that they not only caught the ear of Mr. Bumble himself, who happened to be hard by, but alarmed him so much that he rushed into the yard without his cocked hat,--which is a very curious and remarkable 7 circumstance: as showing that even a beadle, acted upon a sudden and powerful impulse, may be afflicted 8 with a momentary 9 visitation of loss of self-possession, and forgetfulness of personal dignity. 'Oh, Mr. Bumble, sir!' said Noah:, ,'Oliver, sir,--Oliver has--' 'What?, , ,Not run away, sir, but he's turned wicious,' replied Noah. 'He tried to murder me, sir; and then he tried to murder Charlotte; and then missis., ,Oh! what dreadful pain it is! Such agony, please, sir!', ,She burst into a convulsive sobs. 她突然抽泣起来。,The fortress is an imposing building.这座城堡是一座宏伟的建筑 。

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