2013年5月24日星期五
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Charles Dickens ElecBook Classics
David Copperfield
names, no great impression was made by it, as they were pretty
sure of getting into trouble tomorrow, do what they would, and
thought it wise, no doubt, to enjoy themselves today.
It was, properly, a half-holiday; being Saturday. But as the
noise in the playground would have disturbed Mr. Creakle, and
the weather was not favourable for going out walking, we were
ordered into school in the afternoon, and set some lighter tasks
than usual, which were made for the occasion. It was the day of
the week on which Mr. Sharp went out to get his wig curled; so
Mr. Mell, who always did the drudgery, whatever it was, kept
school by himself. If I could associate the idea of a bull or a bear
with anyone so mild as Mr. Mell, I should think of him, in
connexion with that afternoon when the uproar was at its height,
as of one of those animals, baited by a thousand dogs. I recall him
bending his aching head, supported on his bony hand, over the
book on his desk, and wretchedly endeavouring to get on with his
tiresome work, amidst an uproar that might have made the
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