Oliver Twist 雾都孤儿 - Chapter 37

Mr. Bumble sat in the workhouse parlour, with his eyes moodily ¹ fixed ² on the cheerless grate, whence, as it was summer time, no brighter gleam proceeded, than the reflection of certain sickly rays of the sun, which were sent back from its cold and shining surface., ,A paper fly-cage dangled ³ from the ceiling, to which he occasionally raised his eyes in gloomy thought; and, as the heedless insects hovered ⁴ round the gaudy ⁵ net-work, Mr. Bumble would heave a deep sigh, while a more gloomy shadow overspread his countenance ⁶., ,Mr. Bumble was meditating ⁷; it might be that the insects brought to mind, some painful passage in his own past life. Nor was Mr. Bumble's gloom the only thing calculated to awaken ⁸ a pleasing melancholy ⁹ in the bosom ¹⁰ of a spectator. There were not wanting other appearances, and those closely connected with his own person, which announced that a great change had taken place in the position of his affairs., , ,He still wore knee-breeches, and dark cotton stockings on his nether ¹¹ limbs; but they were not _the_ breeches., ,The coat was wide-skirted; and in that respect like _the_ coat, but, oh how different!, ,He climbed moodily into the cab, relieved and distressed. 他忧郁地上了马车 ，既松了一口气
，又忧心忡忡。 来自互联网,Have you two fixed on a date for the wedding yet?你们俩选定婚期了吗？