帶家具出租的房間英文原文_The Furnished Room

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ateflotsamcastasidebytheroom'smarooned whenaluckysailhadbornethemtoafreshport--atriflingvaseor two,picturesofactresses,amedicinebottle,somestraycardsout ofadeck. Onebyone,asthecharactersofacryptographbecomeexplicit,the littlesignsleftbythefurnishedroom'sprocessionofguests developedasignificance.Thethreadbarespaceintheruginfront ofthedressertoldthatlovelywomanhadmarchedinthethrong. Tinyfingerprintsonthewallspokeoflittleprisonerstryingto feeltheirwaytosunandair.Asplatteredstain,rayinglikethe shadowofaburstingbomb,witnessedwhereahurledglassorbottle hadsplinteredwithitscontentsagainstthewall.Acrossthepier glasshadbeenscrawledwithadiamondinstaggeringlettersthename "Marie."Itseemedthatthesuccessionofdwellersinthefurnished roomhadturnedinfury--perhapstemptedbeyondforbearancebyits garishcoldness--andwreakeduponittheirpassions.Thefurniture waschippedandbruisedthecouch,distortedbyburstingsprings, seemedahorriblemonsterthathadbeenslainduringthestressof somegrotesqueconvulsion.Somemorepotentupheavalhadclovena greatslicefromthemarblemantel.Eachplankinthefloorowned itsparticularcantandshriekasfromaseparateandindividual agony.Itseemedincrediblethatallthismaliceandinjuryhadbeen wroughtupontheroombythosewhohadcalleditforatimetheir homeandyetitmayhavebeenthecheatedhomeinstinctsurviving blindly,theresentfulrageatfalsehouseholdgodsthathadkindled theirwrath.Ahutthatisourownwecansweepandadornand cherish. Theyoungtenantinthechairallowedthesethoughtstofile,soft- shod,throughhismind,whiletheredriftedintotheroomfurnished soundsandfurnishedscents.Heheardinoneroomatitteringand incontinent,slacklaughterinothersthemonologueofascold,the rattlingofdice,alullaby,andonecryingdullyabovehimabanjo tinkledwithspirit.Doorsbangedsomewheretheelevatedtrains roaredintermittentlyacatyowledmiserablyuponabackfence.And hebreathedthebreathofthehouse--adanksavourratherthanasmell --acold,mustyeffluviumasfromundergroundvaultsmingledwiththe reekingexhalationsoflinoleumandmildewedandrottenwoodwork. Then,suddenly,asherestedthere,theroomwasfilledwiththe strong,sweetodourofmignonette.Itcameasuponasinglebuffet ofwindwithsuchsurenessandfragranceandemphasisthatitalmost seemedalivingvisitant.Andthemancriedaloud:"What,dear?"as ifhehadbeencalled,andsprangupandfacedabout.Therichodour clungtohimandwrappedhimaround.Hereachedouthisarmsforit, allhissensesfo