Happy Isles
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共 125 题- THE HAPPY ISLES
- THE HAPPY ISLES
- BASIL KING
- With Illustrations by John Alonzo Williams
- THE HAPPY ISLES
- First Edition
- K-X
- ILLUSTRATIONS
- Mrs. Ansley Took Him as an Affliction " 362
- THE HAPPY ISLES
- The Happy Isles
- II
- III
- IV
- It was one of the minutes when a touch made her frantic. "Get away!"
- He came nearer to his point. "Did I?"
- He approached still nearer. "Did I have the same fadda what Gracie had?"
- The inconsistency was evident. "Well, which was it, mudda?"
- VI
- VII
- The policeman answered, regretfully: "Do you think you must?"
- VIII
- Arthur responded with noisy indifference. "Who? The crook?"
- IX
- XI
- Mr. Quidmore nodded toward Mr. Tollivant. "State ward, ain't he?"
- XII
- The tone hurt him. "Oh, but I will."
- He braced himself to an effort. "All right, father; I will."
- XIII
- He was curious. "Something--like what?"
- He liked the name. "Is that what you're baking?"
- XIV
- Quidmore half turned. "I'll leave that to you."
- XV
- XVI
- The lisping voice was sorrowful. "She was buried yesterday."
- XVII
- About two in the morning Tom was wakened by a shout. "Hell! Hell! Hell!"
- Jumping from his own bed, he ran to the other. "Wake up, dad! Wake up!"
- The reply startled him. "I'm--I'm sick."
- XVIII
- Tom gaped in admiration. "I suppose it hurt awful."
- XIX
- XX
- The boy stood blank. "What overalls?"
- XXI
- Tom lashed the bed in the darkness. "I won't go! I won't go!"
- The opening was obvious. "But, Honey, you don't have to bring me up."
- XXII
- XXIII
- Tom stopped. "I go to the Latin School. What school do you go to?"
- XXIV
- Tom breathed again, breathed with bravado. "Neither do I."
- XXV
- XXVI
- This quietness excited Tom the more. "What do you want to move for?"
- XXVII
- The girl looked sympathetic. "You haven't, have you?"
- XXVIII
- Tom laughed. "Tad--nothing! I'm Tom!"
- The other came nearer. "Tom, are you? Excuse me! Took you for my son."
- A light came into the eyes, and went out again. "Where do you live?"
- XXIX
- XXX
- Tom smiled. "I don't get much chance, ma'am, to be anything else."
- Tom sat down again. "Whitelaw, sir."
- XXXI
- Spit challenged this. "Why can't we?"
- Tom was not touched. "Damn you, let it break!"
- The flash of Tad's eyes was like that of Tom's own. "We'll see."
- XXXII
- Tom was nonplussed. "Well, I suppose, things about your soul."
- Honey turned his head slightly to say: "Have I been asleep, Kid?"
- XXXIII
- She broke in, drily. "So I see."
- He drew back. "What do you mean by that, Maisie?"
- Maisie stood up. "You cheap skate!"
- XXXIV
- Tom was surprised by the new topic. "No, sir. I wish I had, but--"
- He dismissed this lightly. "Oh, opinions!"
- XXXV
- Tom's heart failed him again. "Nutty on what sort of thing?"
- XXXVI
- He jumped up, startled. "Did she tell you so?"
- He tried to take this jocosely. "No, of course I couldn't."
- XXXVII
- XXXVIII
- But Tad stopped squarely in front of him. "Let's look at your eye."
- Tad sprang. "The devil you won't!"
- XXXIX
- Tom was anxious. "You mean that Tad's on probation?"
- XL
- She was surprised. "You remember your mother?"
- Guy was brimming over. "Heard the row, haven't you?"
- It was almost a scream of fury. "Make something of _me_--?"
- His curiosity was touched. "Who was that?"
- Tom was reasonable. "That'll be all right--if you mind it."
- XLI
- Tom was embarrassed. "Oh, that wasn't anything. I just happened--"
- He made a note of this answer in a little notebook. "And when?"
- He answered firmly. "No, sir. I don't"
- Tom sat down. "Yes, sir, of course!"
- To Tom it was the easiest way out. "Yes sir, if you like."
- XLII
- There was another silence. "Is that final, sir?"
- XLIII
- He was not comforted. "Oh, wait! I don't want to wait."
- There was confession in Tom's smile. "I had to see some one."
- He reverted to Tom's own concerns. "You wrote to me about a job."
- Tom's eyes opened wide. "Over three years?"
- XLIV
- Tom was on his guard. "Do you?"
- She came up to him excitedly. "Well, then--what?"
- She tapped her heart. "I ought to know it here."
- He too spoke softly. "No, I don't."
- XLV
- XLVI
- Whitelaw merely glanced up at him. "Wait a minute. Sit down again."
- He turned toward Tom. "Would you like to look at them?"
- Tad was again the only one to voice a comment. "Well, I'll be damned!"
- Whitelaw spoke up again. "I don't blame you."
- XLVII
- He laughed. "So I see."
- Tom thought of Maisie. "Not--not really."