[Comprehensive classics] Let Gao Leng learn the language

The question of who was to meet Ellen at the train station the next day nearly sparked a quarrel at the Mingotts.

It was agreed that it was impossible for Mrs. Welland to go to Jersey City, as she was going to accompany her husband to old Catherine's that afternoon; ", the carriage can send him back at any time.Welland's sons were, of course, "going into town," and Lovell Mingott happened to be returning in a hurry after hunting, and the Mingotts' carriage had been scheduled to fetch him.Besides, May couldn't be allowed to ferry to Jersey City alone on a winter evening, even in her own carriage.Even so, it would be too indifferent to let Mrs. Olenska come back by herself, and no one in the family went to the station to meet her-obviously, it was against old Catherine's wishes.

Mrs. Archer's bored voice suggested that only Ellen could put a family in such trouble.

"It's a double whammy," lamented the poor lady, with such a tone of rebellion against fate that she was rare. It's a sickness. She must not have recovered, as Dr. Bencomb says."

People often slipped their tongues when they were in a hurry, and these words were somewhat ill-considered, and they were caught by Mr. Welland.

"Augusta," said he, turning pale, putting down his fork, "is there any other reason why you think Dr. Bencomb is less reliable than he used to be? You notice that he does not examine me or your mother as usual. Are you that serious?"

It was Mrs. Welland's turn to turn pale, and the endless consequences of her error were laid out before her.But she managed a laugh, took another bite of her grilled oysters, and tried to recover her cheerful old face and said, "Why do you think that, my dear? I'm just saying that mother has made it clear that she thinks It was Ellen's duty to go back to her husband; but now, with five or six other grandchildren she was not looking for, she suddenly wanted to see her. I thought it was a strange idea. But we must not forget that, despite the spirit of the mother Excellent, but after all, it has reached an octogenarian age."

The cloud still lingered on Mr. Welland's brow, and his confused imagination evidently returned at once to her last words: "Yes, your mother is very old, and Dr. Bencomb may not be very good at treating young people." Old patient. As you say, my dear, misfortunes never come singly. I think in another 10 or 15 years I'll be happily looking for another doctor, and it's best not to wait until the last resort." Made After this daring decision, Mr. Welland took up his fork firmly.

"But at the end of the day, I still don't know how Ellen got here tomorrow evening," began Mrs. Welland, rising from the lunch table, and leading everyone into the so-called back parlour, full of purple satin and malachite. "I always like to have things scheduled at least 24 hours in advance."

Cornelius turned his head from his thoughts.He was absorbed in a small painting of two cardinals enjoying a drink, set in a marble relief in an octagonal ebony frame.

"Shall I go pick her up?" He saw that this question was covering the whole dining table like a big deal, so he kindly suggested, "I have time."

Mrs. Welland sighed gratefully, and May, who had moved to the window, turned to him with an approving smile. "So, you see, Mom, everything will be arranged 24 hours in advance," she said, leaning down and kissing her mother's worried forehead.

It was a gray and snowy afternoon, and the gas lamps had been lit in the resounding station.

The rumbling clang of the train was getting closer and closer, and it staggered slowly into the station like a monster carrying prey into its nest.

Ms. Gao Leng got off the train.

"Rosa!" (Dutch)

He looked at her in the crowd in shock.

Ms. Gao Leng also froze in place.

In the next second, she was hugged by Cornelius who rushed over.

"gentlemen?"

Archer and Cornelius were not alike, and Ellen and Rosa were very little different.

"Rosa! My Rosa!"

He hugged her tightly, kissing her ear with his lips.

Ms. Gao Leng flinched suddenly, she understood.

She said: "Cornerius, let us elope!"

"it is good."

The carriage was heading towards a place that neither of them knew, and Cornelius squeezed her hand tightly.

She asked him, "Why are you here?"

"I don't know either." When he said this, he gave her a wronged look, "I came here as soon as I got out of prison."

Ms. Gao Leng's heart trembled with her small eyes. She didn't know when Cornelius, who didn't pay attention to anything but tulips, learned to be cute.

"So are you doing well here?"

"Not good at all!"

Ms. Gao Leng really wanted to squint at him, and asked if her voice should be so coquettish.

"Can you speak English?"

"I will say that I have traveled to many countries with the godfather before."

Cornelius hugged her again, and continued: "Rosa, how did you get here? Don't you think that such an encounter is really amazing? Is it God's arrangement? We met again."

"Cornerius," Ms. Gao Leng said solemnly, "There is one thing that I think I need to tell you. Please calm down and listen to me."

"Rosa, tell me."

"me……"

It was the first time for Ms. Gao Leng to stutter like this.

"Rosa, no matter what you say, I will listen calmly."

Ms. Gao Leng heard his swearing, so she went on to say: "I am not Rosa."

Cornelius froze suddenly while holding her hand, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Madam Gao Leng held his hand instead, and said shyly, "Sorry, Cornelius, my real name is Echo."

"You are Rosa!" He grabbed her hand stubbornly,

Say, "I recognize you!"

Ms. Gao Leng's eyes widened in shock.

"I recognize you!" he emphasized.

"how is this possible?"

He hugged the stunned Ms. Gao Leng into his arms, and said, "No matter what it turns into, I can recognize it! I really regret that I rejected Beaufort's invitation!"

"How do you recognize it?"

Cornelius laughed, and answered her: "Because of your tone of voice, your tone of voice, your eyes, and your movements, you speak at a different speed from others."

At this time, the voice of the Space-Time Administration sounded again: "The mission is completed, and the next world is "The Great Gatsby."

Ms. Gao Leng said in a panic for the first time: "Cornelius, I'm going to the next world soon! Don't like me anymore!"

After speaking, she disappeared into his arms.

He felt empty in his heart, just as the cold wind blew up the curtains of the carriage, his mood was like a cold wind blowing into an abandoned castle, empty, lost, and desolate.

He barely pulled the corners of his mouth, and his smile was uglier than crying.

"I'll find you, Rosa."

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