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开 本: 32开纸 张: 胶版纸包 装: 软精装是否套装: 否国际标准书号ISBN: 9787510088261
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本书收录了包括《返老还童》、《一颗像里茨饭店那么大的钻石》在内的多篇著名短篇小说，这些作品基本体现了作者的创作特色，读者不但可以欣赏脍炙人口的故事，也可以领略到一代文学天才闪烁的灵感和高超的技艺。《返老还童》原先并不起眼，但在2008年被著名鬼才导演大卫?芬奇耗巨资改成电影《返老还童》之后，名声大噪。故事讲述了了本杰明?巴顿一出生就是个八十岁老头，以后每隔一年就小一岁。因此，他拥有与别人完全不同的人生和悲欢离合……这个故事跨越了从一战到21世纪的百年时光，给读者带来关于生命和死亡的思考。
CHAPTER 1 章 2
CHAPTER 2 第二章 11
Chapter 3 第三章 15
CHAPTER 4 第四章 21
CHAPTER 5 第五章 25
CHAPTER 6 第六章 31
CHAPTER 7 第七章 33
CHAPTER 8 第八章 36
CHAPTER 9 第九章 40
CHAPTER 10 第十章 44
CHAPTER 11 第十一章 49
THE DIAMOND AS BIG AS THE RITZ 53
一颗像里茨饭店那么大的钻石 53
CHAPTER 1 章 54
CHAPTER 2 第二章 60
CHAPTER 3 第三章 72
CHAPTER 4 第四章 76
CHAPTER 5 第五章 83
CHAPTER 6 第六章 89
CHAPTER 7 第七章 98
CHAPTER 8 第八章 100
CHAPTER 9 第九章 110
CHAPTER 10 第十章 117
CHAPTER 11 第十一章 127
HEAD AND SHOULDERS 131
脑袋和肩膀 131
CHAPTER 1 章 132
CHAPTER 2 第二章 145
CHAPTER 3 第三章 152
CHAPTER 4 第四章 158
CHAPTER 5 第五章 171
CRAZY SUNDAY 175
疯狂星期日 175
CHAPTER 1 章 176
CHAPTER 2 第二章 183
CHAPTER 3 第三章 189
CHAPTER 4 第四章 199
CHAPTER 5 第五章 205
THE RICH BOY 210
富家子弟 210
CHAPTER 1 章 211
CHAPTER 2 第二章 213
CHAPTER 3 第三章 219
CHAPTER 4 第四章 226
CHAPTER 5 第五章 234
CHAPTER 6 第六章 249
CHAPTER 7 第七章 261
CHAPTER 8 第八章 276
THE LEES OF HAPPINESS 280
幸福的庇护所 280
CHAPTER 1 章 281
CHAPTER 2 第二章 290
CHAPTER 3 第三章 295
CHAPTER 4 第四章 302
CHAPTER 5 第五章 310
CHAPTER 6 第六章 315
THE FOUR FISTS 322
四只拳头 322
CHAPTER 1 章 323
CHAPTER 2 第二章 329
CHAPTER 3 第三章 333
CHAPTER 4 第四章 342
返老还童
CHAPTER 1
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As long ago as 1860 it was the proper thing to be born at home. At present, so I am told, the high gods of medicine have decreed that the first cries of the young shall be uttered upon the anesthetic air of a hospital, preferably a fashionable one. So young Mr. and Mrs. Roger Button were fifty years ahead of style when they decided, one day in the summer of 1860, that their first baby should be born in a hospital. Whether this anachronism had any bearing upon the astonishing history I am about to set down will never be known.
I shall tell you what occurred, and let you judge for yourself.
The Roger Buttons held an enviable position, both social and financial, in ante-bellum Baltimore. They were related to the This Family and the That Family, which, as every Southerner knew, entitled them to membership in that enormous peerage which largely populated the Confederacy. This was their first experience with the charming old custom of having babies – Mr. Button was naturally nervous. He hoped it would be a boy so that he could be sent to Yale College in Connecticut, at which institution Mr. Button himself had been known for four years by the somewhat obvious nickname of “Cuff”.
On the September morning consecrated to the enormous event he arose nervously at six o’clock, dressed himself, adjusted an impeccable stock, and hurried forth through the streets of Baltimore to the hospital, to determine whether the darkness of the night had borne in new life upon its bosom.
When he was approximately a hundred yards from the Maryland Private Hospital for Ladies and Gentlemen he saw Doctor Keene, the family physician, descending the front steps, rubbing his hands together with a washing movement – as all doctors are required to do by the unwritten ethics of their profession.
Mr. Roger Button, the president of Roger Button & Co., Wholesale Hardware, began to run toward Doctor Keene with much less dignity than was expected from a Southern gentleman of that picturesque period. “Doctor Keene!” he called. “Oh, Doctor Keene!”
The doctor heard him, faced around, and stood waiting, a curious expression settling on his harsh, medicinal face as Mr. Button drew near.
“What happened?” demanded Mr. Button, as he came up in a gasping rush. “What was it? How is she? A boy? Who is it? What – “
“Talk sense!” said Doctor Keene sharply. He appeared somewhat irritated.
“Is the child born?” begged Mr. Button.
Doctor Keene frowned. “Why, yes, I suppose so – after a fashion.” Again he threw a curious glance at Mr. Button.
“Is my wife all right?”
“Yes.”
“Is it a boy or a girl?”
“Here now!” cried Doctor Keene in a perfect passion of irritation, “I’ll ask you to go and see for yourself. Outrageous!” He snapped the last word out in almost one syllable, then he turned away muttering: “Do you imagine a case like this will help my professional reputation? One more would ruin me – ruin anybody.”
“What’s the matter?” demanded Mr. Button, appalled. “Triplets?”
“No, not triplets!” answered the doctor cuttingly. “What’s more, you can go and see for yourself. And get another doctor. I brought you into the world, young man, and I’ve been physician to your family for forty years, but I’m through with you! I don’t want to see you or any of your relatives ever again! Goodbye!”
Then he turned sharply, and without another word climbed into his phaeton, which was waiting at the curbstone, and drove severely away.
Mr. Button stood there upon the sidewalk, stupefied and trembling from head to foot. What horrible mishap had occurred? He had suddenly lost all desire to go into the Maryland Private Hospital for Ladies and Gentlemen – it was with the greatest difficulty that, a moment later, he forced himself to mount the steps and enter the front door.
A nurse was sitting behind a desk in the opaque gloom of the hall. Swallowing his shame, Mr. Button approached her.
“Good-morning,” she remarked, looking up at him pleasantly.
“Good-morning. I – I am Mr. Button.”
At this a look of utter ter
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