出版时间:2008-1-1 出版社:外文出版社 作者:(英)狄更斯 页数:432 译者:无
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法国大革命时期,马奈特医生偶然目睹了侯爵兄弟草菅人命的种种暴行,正直善良的马奈特医生不顾个人安危,告发侯爵的罪行,反而被投进了巴士底狱,长达18年之久。出狱后,马奈特之女露茜却与仇家的侄子达奈堕入情网。于是,在动荡的巴黎,一幕幕家族的恩怨情仇隆重上演,善、恶、生、死、爱在冲突中交融……
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查理斯·狄更斯(Charles Dickens,1812--1870)是英国十九世纪伟大的批判现实主义作家,一生创作了大量作品,广泛描写了19世纪英国维多利亚时代的社会生活,揭露了资产阶级金钱世界的种种罪恶。
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Book the First: Recalled to Life Chapter 1 The Period Chapter 2 The Marl Chapter 3 The Night Shadows Chapter 4 The Preparation Chapter 5 The Wine-shop Chapter 6 The ShoemakerBook the Second: The Golden Thread Chapter 1 Five Years Later Chapter 2 A Sight Chapter 3 A Disappointment Chapter 4 Congratulatory Chapter 5 The Jackal Chapter 6 Hundreds of People Chapter 7 Monseigneur in Town Chapter 8 Monseigneur in the Country Chapter 9 The Gorgon's Head Chapter 10 Two Promises Chapter 11 A Companion Picture Chapter 12 The Fellow of Delicacy Chapter 13 The Fellow of No Delicacy Chapter 14 The Honest Tradesman Chapter 15 Knitting Chapter 16 Still knitting Chapter 17 One Night Chapter 18 Nine Days Chapter 19 An Opinion Chapter 20 A Plea Chapter 21 Echoing Footsteps Chapter 22 The Sea still Rises Chapter 23 Fire Rises Chapter 24 Drain to the Loadstone RockBook the Third: The Track of a Storm Chapter 1 In Secret Chapter 2 The Grindstone Chapter 3 The Shadow Chapter 4 Calm in Storm Chapter 5 The Wood-sawyer Chapter 6 Triumph Chapter 7 A Knock at the Door Chapter 8 A Hand at Cards Chapter 9 The Game Made Chapter 10 The Substance of the Shadow Chapter 11 Dusk Chapter 12 Darkness Chapter 13 Fifty-two Chapter 14 The Knitting Done Chapter 15 The Footsteps Die out for Ever
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It was the best of times,it was the worst of times,it wasthe age of wisdom,it was the age of foolishness,it wasthe epoch of belief,it was the epoch of incredulity,itwas the season of Light,it was the season of Darkness,it wasthe spring of hope,it was the winter of despair,we had every,thing before US,we had nothing before us,we were all goingdirect to Heaven,we were all going direct the other way-inshort,the period was SO far like the present period,that someof its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received,forgood or for eviL in the superlative degree of comparison only. There were a king with a large iaw and a queen with aplainface,onthethroneofEngland;therewere akingwith alarge iaw and a queen with a fair face,on the throne of France.In both countries it was clearer than crystal to thelords of the State preserves of loaves and fishes,that things ingeneral were settled for ever. It was the year of Our Lord one thousand seven hund-red and seventy-five.Spiritual revelations were conceded to England at that favoured period,a sat this.Mrs.Southcott had recently attained her five-and-twentieth blessed birth-day,of whom a prophetic private in the Life Guards had her-aided the sublime appearance by announcing that arrange-ments were made for the swallowing up of London andWestminster.Even the Cock-lane ghost had been laid only around dozen of years,after rapping out its messages,as thespirits of this very year last past(supernaturally deficient inoriginality)rapped out theirs.Mere messages in the earthlyorder of events had lately come to the English Crown andPeople,from a congress of British subjects in America:which,strange to relate,have proved more important to the humanrace than any communications yet received through any ofthe chickens of the Cock-lane brood. France,less favoured on the whole as to matters spiritualthan her sister of the shield and trident,roHed with exceed-ing smoothness down hill,making paper money and spend-ing it.Under the guidance of her Christian pastors,she enter-tained herself besides,with such humane achievements assentencing a youth to have his hands cut off,his tongue tomout with pincers,and his body burned alive,because he hadnot kneeled down in the rain to do honour to a dirtv proces-sion of monks which passed within his view,at a distance ofsome fifty or sixty yards.It is likely enough that,rooted inthe woods of France and Norway,there were growing trees,when that sufferer was put to death,already marked by theWoodman,Fate to comedown and be sawn into boards,tomake a certainmovableframeworkwith a sackand aknifeinit,terribleinhistory.Itislikelyenough thatinthe roughout.houses old some tillers of the heavy lands adiacent to Pads,there were sheltered from the weather that verv day rudecarts,be spattered with rustic mire,snuffed about by pigs,and roosted in by poultry,which the Farmer,Death,hadalready set apart to be his tumbrils of the Revolution.Butthat Woodman and that Farmer,though they work unceas-ingly,work silently,and no one heard them as they wentabout with muffled tread:the rather,for as much as to enter-tain any suspicion that they were awake,was to be atheisticaland traitorous. In England,there was scarcely an amount of order andprotection to justify much national boasting.Daring bur-glaries by armed men,and highway robberies,took place inthe capital itself every night;families were publicly caution-ed not to go out of town without removing their furniture toupholsterers’warehouses for secufitv;the highwayman inthe dark was a City tradesman in the light,and,being re-cognised and challenged by his fellow-tradesman whom hestopped in his character of“the Captain,”gallantly shot himthrough the head and rode away;the mail was waylaid byseven robbers,and the guard shot three dead,and then gotshot dead himself by the other four,“in consequence of thefailure of his ammunition”after which the mail was robbedin Peace;that magnificent potentate,the Lord Mayor ofLondon,was made to stand and dehver on Turnham Green,by one highwayman,who despoiled the illustrious creatureinsight of all his retinue;prisoners in London gaols foughtbattles with their turnkeys,and the majesty of the law firedblunderbusses in among them.10aded with rounds of shotand ball;thieves snipped off diamond crosses from the necksof noble lords at Court drawing-rooms;muskc!teers went intoSt.Giles’s,to search for contraband goods,and the mob firedon the musketeers,and the musketeers fired on the mob,andnobody thought any of these occurrences much out of thecommon WaV.In the midst of them,the hangman,ever busyand ever worse than useless,was in constant requisition;now,stringing up long rows of miscellaneous criminals;now,hangingahouse-breakeronSaturdaywhohadbeentakenonTuesday;now,burning people in the hand at Newgate by thedozen,and now burning pamphlets at the door of West-minster Hall;to-day,taking the life of an atrocious murderer,and to-morrow of a wretched pilferer who had robbed afarmers boy of sixpence. All these things,and a thousand like them,came to passin and close upon the dear old year one thousand sevenhundred and seventy.five.Environed by them,while theWoodman and the Farmer worked unheeded,those two ofthe large jaws,and those other two of the plain and the fairlaces,trod with stir enough,and carried their divine rightswith a high hand.rnluS did the year one thousand sevenhundred and seventy.five conduct their Greatnesses,andmyriads of small creatures----the creatures of this chronicleamongthe rest.--alongthe roadsthatlaybeforethem.
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