第十五天和文學(xué)巨匠寫作2017年4月17日

ByKatherineEIGHTo’clockinthemorningMissAdaMosslayinablackironbedstead（床架）,staringupattheceiling（天花板）.Herroom,aBloomsbury（布魯姆斯伯里）top-floorback,smelledofsoot（煤煙）andfacepowder（粉底霜）andthepaperoffriedpotatoesshebroughtinforsupperthenightbefore.“Oh,dearthoughtMissMoss,“Iamcold.IwonderwhyitisthatIalwayswakeupsocoldinthemorningsnow.Mykneesandfeetandmyback-especiallymyback;it’slikeasheetofice（冰片）.AndIalwayswassuchaoneforbeingwarmintheolddays.It’snotasifIwasskinny–I’mjustthesamefullfigurethatIusedtobeNo,it’sbecauseIdon’thaveagoodhotdinnerintheApageantof（盛會）GoodHotDinnerspassedacrosstheceiling,eachofthempaniedbyabottleofNourishingStout（營養(yǎng)豐富的黑啤酒）breakfast“ApageantofSensibleSubstantialBreakfastsfollowedthedinners（闖入）the“There’saletterforyou,Miss“Oh,”saidMissMoss,fartoofriendly,“thankyouverymuch,Mrs.Pine.It’sverygoodofyou,I’msure,totakethetrouble.”you’dbeen“Why,”saidMissMossbrightly,“yes,perhapsitis.”Sheputherheadononesideandsdvaguely（模糊地）attheletter.“Ishouldn’tbesurprised.”Thelandlady’seyespopped（睜大雙眼）.“Well,Ishould,MissMoss,”saidshe,“andthat’showitis.AndI’lltroubleyoutoopenit,ifyouplease.Manyistheladyin inweekoutandfirstyou’vegotitandthenyouhaven’t,andthenit’sanotherforcertain–I’mfairsickandtiredandIwon’tstanditnomoreWhyshouldI,MissMoss,Iaskyou,atatimelikethis,withpricesflyingupintheairandmytimeagainsaysshe‘a(chǎn)ndifpeoplewon’tlookafterthemselvesintimeslikesaysshe.”MissMossgavenosignofhavingheardthis.Shesatupinbed,toreopenletter,andDearYoursreaditthroughtwicebeforereplyingtothelandlady.“Well,Mrs.Pine,Ithinkyou’llbesorryforwhatyousaid.Thisisfromamanager,askingmetobetherewitheveningdress（晚禮服）atteno’clocknextSaturdaymorning.”“Oh,isit!Isitindeed!“shecriedMissMoss,whocouldnotgetoutofbedbecausehernightdresswasslitdownoftheroom,holdingthelettertoherbuttonedbodice（緊身胸衣）.myrentateighto’clocktonight,we’llseewho’sabad,wicked（的）Herehervoicerose.“Itwillbeaprettylittlebitofevidence!（）“Andhereitfell,sepulchral,“Mylady.（）”Thedoorbanged（砰砰聲）andMissMosswasaloneSheflungoffthebedclothes,andsittingbythesideofthebed,furiousandshivering（、顫抖）,shestaredatherfatwhitelegswiththeirgreatknotsofgreen-blueveins（血管、靜脈）.“Cockroach!（蟑螂）That’swhatsheis.She’sacockroachsaidMissMoss.“Icouldhaveherupforsnatchingmyletter–I’msureIcould.”Stillonhernightdressshebegantodragonher“Oh,ifIcouldonlypaythatwoman,I’dgiveherapieceofmymind（教 chestofdrawersforasafety-pin（安全別針）,andseeingherselfintheglassshegaveavaguesandshookherhead.“Well,oldgirl,”shemurmured,“you’reupagainstitthistime,andnomistake”Buttheintheglassmadeanuglyfaceather.（做鬼臉）onlymakeyournosered.No,yougetdressedandgooutandtryyourluck-that’swhatyou’vegottodo.”Sheunhookedhervanitybagfromthebedpost,rootedinit,shookit,turneditinsideout.“I’llhaveanicecupofteaatanABCtosettlemebeforeIgoanywhere,”shedecided.“I’vegotoneandthreepence-yes,justoneandthree.”Tenminuteslater,astoutladyinblueserge（傾紋布料）,withabunchofartificial“parmas”（帕爾瑪花）atherbosomablackhatcoveredwithpurpleoneandthree,sanginalowcontraltovoice（女低音）:Italwaysisdarkestbeforethedawn.Buttheintheglassmadeafaceather,andMissMosswentout.Thereweregreycrabsallthewaydow