【百天聆听】第66天 原典英语训练教材

爱丽丝梦游仙境

Chapter Seven: A Mad Tea-Party

Alice walked towards the house. There was a tree in front of the house.

Under the tree there was a big table with places for a lot of people. There were only three people sitting at the table: the Hatter, the March Hare, and a Dormouse. The Dormouse was asleep and the other two were sitting next to him.

When the Hatter and the March Hare saw Alice, they shouted: 'No! No!

There isn't a place for you!'

'There are a lot of places,' said Alice and she sat in a big chair.

The Hatter looked at Alice and took a watch out of his pocket.

'What day is it?' he asked.

Alice thought a bit and answered, 'Wednesday, I think.'

'It's Friday by my watch,' the Hatter told the March Hare. 'The butter wasn't good for the watch ... I told you!'

'It was the best butter,' replied the March Hare.

'Yes, but you put it in with the bread knife. Some bread got in, perhaps.'

The March Hare took the watch and put it in his tea. Then he took it out and looked at it. He said, 'It was the best butter.'

Alice looked at the watch. 'It tells the day but it doesn't tell you the time ofday,' she said.

'Of course not. Does your watch tell you what year it is?' asked the March are.

'No,' Alice answered, 'but that's because it's the same year for a very long time.'

'Take some more tea,' said the March Hare.

'Thank you, but I didn't drink any tea so I can't take more,' replied Alice.

'Yes, you can,' he Hatter said. 'Anyone can take more than nothing.'

Alice didn't like the Hatter's comments so she wanted to tell him, 'I don't think ...'

The Hatter interrupted her, 'Then you must not speak,' he said. Alice ran away. She was very angry.

'Perhaps they'll call me back and give me some tea and bread and butter,'thought Alice. But they didn't say anything. The Dormouse was asleep. The March Hare and the Hatter were trying to put him in the teapot.

'I'll never go there again!' Alice said.

Suddenly Alice saw a door in a tree. She went in and there she was, in the long hall with the glass table.

'I'll go into the garden this time,' she thought.

Alice took the little golden key and opened the door. Then she ate some bits of mushroom and grew smaller. She walked into the beautiful garden.

Chapter Eight: Croquet with the Queen

Alice was in a beautiful garden with all types of flowers. She wasn't alone;there were three gardeners working very hard, but they weren't men, theywere cards.

They were painting white roses red. Alice was very curious so she walkedtowards them and asked timidly: 'Excuse me, why are you painting theseroses red?'

The gardeners looked sad and quite embarrassed. 'Well,' answered Two in a low voice, 'this should be a red rose-tree but. . .'

'Well, you see, we put in a white rose-tree instead,' said Five.

'It was a mistake, ' added Seven, 'if the Queen discovers it, she'll cut offour heads.'

'Cut off your heads!' repeated Alice totally surprised.

'Look! The Queen! The Queen!' shouted the cards, and they lay face down on the ground.

Alice turned round and saw a great crowd of people. It was a pack of cards,

walking through the garden. There were soldiers carrying clubs courtiers

with diamonds and the royal children with hearts.

Then Alice saw the White Rabbit and behind him the Knave of Hearts.

Last of all came the King and Queen of Hearts!

Suddenly everybody stopped. The Queen looked at Alice and asked:

'What's your name, child?'

'My name is Alice,' Alice answered and she said to herself, 'I must not be afraid, they are only cards.''And who are these?' asked the Queen pointing at the three gardeners.

'Don't ask me. How should I know?' Alice was very rude to the Queen, thistime.

The Queen looked at Alice. She was red with anger. She shouted: 'Off with her head!'

The King tried to calm her: 'Don't be so angry, my darling. She's only a child.'

'I want to look at their faces, now! ... Get up! ... What! White roses! I wanted red roses not white! Off with their heads!' shouted the angry Queen.

The gardeners were very frightened. They shouted: 'Alice! Alice, help us!''Come here!' said Alice and she put them in a flower pot.

'Don't worry. I'm here,' Alice whispered, 'Are their heads off?' inquired the Queen.

'Certainly, your Majesty,' answered the soldiers.

'Good! Let's play croquet!' said the Queen, 'Can you play croquet, my dear?' she asked.

'Of course!' answered Alice.

'Go to your places!' ordered the Queen. The players took their places and the game started.

'What a funny game,' thought Alice. 'When I play at home we use croquet balls rill but here they have these little animals: hedgehogs. In England we use mallets but I can't see any here. They use birds with long legs: flamingos.

It's so difficult to play.'

'You're my mallet, come here!' shouted Alice to a running flamingo.

'Nobody follows the rules and the Queen seems so angry,' thought Alice.

'Off with his head! Off with her head!' shouted the Queen.

'Poor me,' thought Alice, 'they like cutting people's heads off down here.

What will happen to my poor head?' she wondered.

Alice looked round and there he was, the Cheshire Cat! His eyes ... head ..,teeth.

'How are you, my dear?' asked the Cat.

'Well, you see, I don't like this game. They can't play. They are always fighting and they are so loud,' replied Alice.

'I see,' said the Cat, 'and how do you like the Queen?'

'I don't,' said Alice but then she realised the Queen was behind her so she added, 'I don't think there is a Queen like her.'

The Queen smiled and walked on, The King saw Alice talking to the Cat's head and asked her, 'Who are you talking to?'

'It's a friend of mine, the Cheshire Cat,' said Alice.

'Don't look at me like that!' said the King.

'A cat can look at a king, I read it in a book,' said Alice,The King looked very angry. 'My darling ... ' the King said.

'Yes, my dear?' answered the Queen.

'This cat must go!' said the King in a firm voice.

'Of course, dear. Cut off its head!' ordered the Queen.

Everybody gathered round the Cheshire Cat. A soldier said, 'You can't cut off its head. There's no body to cut it off from.' The King didn't agree. 'It has a head so you must cut it off!' he insisted.

'I will cut off all your heads if you don't cut this head off immediately!'threatened the Queen.

'You should ask the Duchess. It's her cat,' said Alice.

'The Duchess is in prison because she boxed the Queen's ears. Don't you know?' said the Queen. Then she added, 'Bring her here!'

The soldier followed the Queen's order and left. Just then the Cat's ears disappeared, then the mouth, eyes, head, teeth ... It was gone!

Suddenly a cry was heard in the distance.

'The trial's beginning! The trial's beginning!'

'Whose trial is it?' asked Alice.

But nobody answered because they were all leaving.

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Part Six: Dr Lanyon's Narrative 

When Mr Utterson arrived home, he went to his safe. He took out Dr Lanyon's letter. He looked at the envelope:

'Open after the death or disappearance of Dr Henry Jekyll.'

'I don't think Henry Jekyll is dead,' thought Mr Utterson. 'But he has certainly disappeared. Now is the time to read this letter!'

Mr Utterson opened the letter, and began to read. This is what the letter said:

Four days ago, on the ninth of January, I received a strange letter from Dr Jekyll. You must read this letter if you want to understand what happened afterwards.

Dr Jekyll's letter to Dr Lanyon was also in the envelope, and the lawyer read it. It said:

Dear Lanyon,

You are one of my oldest friends. We have quarreled , but I still see you as a friend. I am writing now to ask you to do something for me. It is very important.

I want you to go to my house tonight. My servant Poole will be there. He knows you're coming. You and Poole must break down the door of my laboratory. Go into the laboratory alone and from the fourth drawer of the cabinet take the powders and a book that you will see there. When you have the powders and the boot go home immediately.

At midnight a man will come to your house. Please give him the things from my laboratory. This is all I ask you to do. If you want an explanation,

the man will give you one.

Please do what I ask, Lanyon. It will save your old friend,

Henry Jekyll Dr Lanyon's letter continued:

I thought Dr Jekyll was mad but I decided that I should do what he asked, all the same.

I went to the doctor's house that night and Poole and I went to the laboratory. We broke down the door and I entered. I found the cabinet and took out the drawer with the powders and the boot and I took it home with me. While I waited for the man to come at midnight, I looked at the book:

It seemed to be a record of the doctor's experiments . I did not understand what the doctor's experiments meant .

At midnight there was a knock at the door of my house. I went to the door and opened it. There was a small man standing outside.

'Are you Dr Jekyll's friend?' I asked him. He moved his head. I asked him into the house. He was an ugly little man and I did not like him. I remember that his clothes were too big for him. The man was very impatient.

'Where are the powders? 'He asked me. 'Have you got them?'

'Be patient,' I told him. 'Sit down for a moment.

'I am sorry,' the man said. ''Dr Jekyll sent me here. 'The business is urgent.'

1 gave the powders to the man. He mixed them together in a grass, and they changed colour. The man then looked at me.

'You now have a choice,' he told me. 'I can leave the house now, and you will never know what this business is about. Or I can stay, and you will know everything. If I stay, you will see something new and very terrible.'

'Stay,' I replied. 'I want to see the end of this mystery.'

'Very well,' the man said. 'But remember, Lanyon. What you see now is a secret.'

He then drank the contents ①ofthegrass.Hecriedout,andalmostfell to the floor. 'Then his body began to grow and change. 'The next moment I covered my face in horror.

‘No!'I cried out. ''No!'

'The small man who drank the powders had disappeared. 'There in front of me, stood 'Dr Jekyll!

He told me the whole terrible story, and even now it frightens me .What he told me made me ill. I have not slept since he told me .His story was wicked , and I will not tell it to you, Utterson. I will just ③tellyouone thing that I learnt from Dr Jekyll: the small man who came to my house that night was Edward Hyde, the murderer.

Hastie Lanyon