《The Portrait of a Lady》的笔记-第631页
- 章节名：Chapter Fifty-Three
- 页码：第631页 2015-12-30 01:55:34
She remembered a thousand trifles; they started to life with the spontaneity of a shiver. That is, she had thought them trifles at the time; now she saw that they were leaden-weighted. Yet even now they were trifles, after all; for of what use was it to her to understand them?
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