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Unit 7 The Chaser课文翻译综合教程三

Unit 7 The Chaser课文翻译综合教程三Unit 7 The Chaser 课文翻译课文翻译综合教程三在本单元的课文《追逐者》中，我们将了解一位患有终末期疾病的男子，他在寻求永生的过程中与一名神秘人相遇。

本文为您提供《追逐者》的中文翻译内容，带您深入了解故事情节和主要角色。

段落 1：这是一个关于一个名叫阿兰的男子的故事。

阿兰患有终末期疾病，他知道自己的生命即将结束，但他却希望能够继续活下去。

通过朋友的介绍，他得知有一种神奇的药物——爱情药水，可以让人拥有永生。

于是，阿兰的求生之路开始了。

段落 2：经过一番努力，阿兰终于找到了能够提供爱情药水的神秘人。

这位神秘人并不是一个善良的人，他不关心阿兰的感受，只关心钱。

阿兰决定购买一瓶爱情药水，不顾一切地追求永生。

段落 3：在购买了爱情药水后，阿兰很快就意识到这种药物确实神奇，但却有一个可怕的副作用。

无论如何，他依然执着于继续服用药物，不断追求永恒的生命。

然而，随着时间的推移，阿兰的生活变得越来越空虚，他无法感受到真正的快乐。

段落 4：与此同时，阿兰与一个女孩相遇。

女孩对他表达了深深的爱意，但阿兰却无法回应。

因为他所追求的是永生，他已经失去了对爱情的渴望。

女孩尝试了许多方法来打动他，包括送他珍贵的礼物和展示她对他的忠诚，但都无济于事。

段落 5：最终，女孩决定采取激烈的措施。

她找到了神秘人，向他提供了足够多的金钱，以换取药物的配方。

然后，她给阿兰喝下了这种药水，希望能够一起与他度过永恒。

然而，他们的永生并不是他们所期望的那样。

段落 6：阿兰和女孩的永生迅速变得枯燥而无聊。

他们渴望真正的死亡，无法再忍受无尽的时间。

最终，他们决定向神秘人求助，希望找到一种能够使他们回归正常生活的药物，并结束他们的永生。

段落 7：然而，神秘人告诉他们，并没有真正的解药。

他们只能继续忍受永生的痛苦，除非某种偶然事件会导致他们的死亡。

他们感到绝望和无奈，只能默默等待着命运的改变。

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顾客还会来的，过些日子，等他们富裕了，想要更贵的东西，他们还会再来的。
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e g ：Ja ck thought his fa m ily would be be tte r off if he sta rte d his ow n busine ss . 杰克认为自己创业会使他的家庭经济富裕一些。 be be tte r off doing sth (在某种情况下)更幸福，更满意。
potion
n . a drink supose d to ha ve m a gic pow e r 剂；魔药学 (pl.) potions e g : Love is the be st re fre shing potion . 爱情是生活最好的提神剂。
药水；药剂；一
phia l
n . (also via l) a sm a ll bottle , e spe cia lly for liquid m e dicine s 药瓶；小玻璃瓶 (pl.) phia ls e g : H e le ft the room , a nd re turne d in five m inute s with a phia l. 他离开房间, 不到五分钟,拿着一只小e potion? " sa id Ala n .
"O h ,tha t," sa id the old m a n , ope ning the dra w e r in the Kitche n ta ble , a nd ta king out a tiny , ra the r dirty -looking phia l. "T ha t is just a dolla r." "I ca n 't te ll you how gra te ful I a m ," sa id Ala n , wa tching him fill it. "I like to oblige ," sa id the old m a n . "T he n custom e rs com e ba ck , la te r in life ,w he n the y a re be tte r off, a nd wa nt m ore e xpe nsive things . H e re you a re . Y ou will find it ve ry e ffe ctive ." "T ha nk you a ga in ," sa id Ala n . "G ood bye ."

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the_chaser_译文《追逐者》一文讲述了一位年轻男子为了追逐爱情，不惜去寻求春药，以求获得其可望而不可得的爱情的故事。

作者约翰·柯里尔，1901年生于英国，后移居美国，从未上过大学，十八九岁时就立志要成为诗人，以短篇小说著名，也著有大量成功的戏剧作品。

艾伦·奥斯丁，紧张得像只小猫，心里七上八下、忐忑不安的进了裴尔街区的一个楼道，黑乎乎的楼梯咯吱咯吱直响。

他在昏暗的平台上停了下来，仔细张望了许久，才看到了那扇门，门上那个模糊不清的名字正是他要找的。

按别人说的，他推开了门，门里面是一间很小的屋子，屋里几乎没什么家具，除了一张餐桌，一把摇椅，还有一把普普通通的椅子。

一面脏乎乎的暗黄色的墙上搁着两个架子，架子上陈列着十几个瓶瓶罐罐。

一位老人正坐在摇椅上，看着报纸。

艾伦一声不吭把别人给的那张卡片递给了老人。

“请坐，奥斯丁先生，”老人礼貌地说。

“很高兴认识你。

”“是真的吗？”艾伦问，“你真有那种药吗，有--嗯—很神奇效果的哪种药吗？”“我亲爱的先生，”老人回答到，“我这儿的货不是很多，不过，我的东西虽不多，品种可也不少。

而且我的这些药，它的药效，严格来说，可没一样可以说是普普通通的。

”“嗯，实际上…….”艾伦开口说。

“像这一瓶，” 老人打断艾伦，指着架子上的一瓶药水说，“这瓶药水跟水一样没颜色，也几乎没有味道，掺在水，葡萄酒，或者其它饮料中很难被察觉。

就算是进行尸体解剖，就现在所知的方法来说，要发现也很难。

”“你的意思，它是毒药吗？”艾伦惊恐的喊道。

“你要是愿意，称它手套清除剂也可，”老人漠然回答，“也许它可以清洗手套，我没试过。

或者称它生命清除剂也未尝不可，生命有时也需要清除，人类才能得以净化。

”“这东西我可一点都不想要，”艾伦说。

“不要更好，”老人说，“你可知道这东西的价格？一茶匙的量，也够用了，我卖五千美元，绝对不能少，一分也不能少。

”“你的药不会都这么贵吧，”艾伦忧心忡忡。

Unit7TheChaser课文翻译综合教程三

Unit 7The ChaserJohn Henry Collier1 Alan Austen, as nervous as a kitten, went up certain dark and creaky stairs in the neighborhood of Pell Street, and peered about for a long time on the dim hallway before he found the name he wanted written obscurely on one of the doors.2 He pushed open this door, as he had been told to do, and found himself ina tiny room, which contained no furniture but a plain kitchen table, a rocking-chair, and an ordinary chair. On one of the dirty buff-coloured walls were a couple of shelves, containing in all perhaps a dozen bottles and jars.3 An old man sat in the rocking-chair, reading a newspaper. Alan, without a word, handed him the card he had been given. “Sit down, Mr. Austen,” said the old man very politely. “I am glad to make your acquaintance.”4 “Is it true,” asked Alan, “that you have a certain mixture that has … er … quite extraordinary effects?”5 “My dear sir,” replied the old man, “my sto ck in trade is not very large — I don’t deal in laxatives and teething mixtures —but such as it is, it is varied. I think nothing I sell has effects which could be precisely described as ordinary.”6 “Well, the fact is …” began Alan.7 “Here, for example,” interrupted the old man, reaching for a bottle from the shelf. “Here is a liquid as colourless as water, almost tasteless, quite imperceptible in coffee, wine, or any other beverage. It is also quite imperceptible to any known method of autopsy.”8 “Do you mean it is a poison?” cried Alan, very much horrified.9 “Call it a glove-cleaner if you like,” said the old man indifferently. “Maybe it will clean gloves. I have never tried. One might call it a life-cleaner. Lives need cleaning sometimes.”10 “I want nothing of that sort,” said Alan.11 “Probably it is just as well,” said the old man. “Do you know the price of this? For one teaspoonful, which is sufficient, I ask five thousand dollars. Never less. Nota penny less.”12 “I hope all your mixtures are not as expensive,” said Alan apprehensively.13 “Oh dear, no,” said the old man. “It would be no good charging that sort of price for a love potion, for example. Young people who need a love potion very seldom have five thousand dollars. Otherwise they would not need a love potion.”14 “I am glad to hear that,” said Alan.15 “I look at it like this,” said the old man. “Please a customer with one article, and he will come back when he needs another. Even if it is more costly. He will save up for it, if necessary.”16 “So,” said Alan, “you really do sell love potions?”17 “If I did not sell love potions,” said the old man, reaching for anoth er bottle, “I should not have mentioned the other matter to you. It is only when one is in a position to oblige that one can afford to be so confidential. “18 “And these potions,” said Alan. “They are not just … just … er …”19 “Oh, no,” said the old man. “Their effects are permanent, and extend far beyond the mere casual impulse. But they include it. Oh, yes they include it. Bountifully, insistently. Everlastingly.”20 “Dear me!” said Alan, attempting a look of scientific detachment. “How very interesting!”21 “But consider the spiritual side,” said the old man.22 “I do, indeed,” said Alan.23 “For indifference,” said the old man, “they substitute devotion. For scorn, adoration. Give one tiny measure of this to the young lady — its flavour is imperceptible in orange juice, soup, or cocktails — and however gay and giddy she is, she will change altogether. She will want nothing but solitude and you.”24 “I can hardly believe it,” said Alan. “She is so fond of parties.”25 “She will not like them anymore,” said the old man. “She will be afraid of the pretty girls you may meet.”26 “She will actually be jealous?” cried Alan in a rapture. “Of me?”27 “Yes, she will want to be everything to you.”28 “She is, already. Only she doesn’t care about it.”29 “She will, when she has taken this. She will care intensely. You will be her sole interest in life.”30 “Wonderful!” cried Alan.31 “She will want to know all you do,” said the old man. “All that has happened to you during the day. Every word of it. She will want to know what you are thinking about, why you smile suddenly, why you are looking sad.”32 “That is love!” cried Alan.33 “Yes,” said the old man. “How carefully she will look after you! She will never allow you to be tired, to sit in a draught, to neglect your food. If you are an hour late, she will be terrified. She will think you are killed, o r that some siren has caught you.”34 “I can hardly imagine Diana like that!” cried Alan, overwhelmed with joy.35 “You will not have to use your imagination,” said the old man. “And, by the way, since there are always sirens, if by any chance you should, later on, slip a little, you need not worry. She will forgive you, in the end. She will be terribly hurt, of course, but she will forgive you —in the end.”36 “That will not happen,” said Alan fervently.37 “Of course not,” said the old man. “But, if it did, you need not worry. She would never divorce you. Oh, no! And, of course, she will never give you the least, the very least, grounds for —uneasiness.”38 “And how much,” said Alan, “is this wonderful mixture?”39 “It is not as dear,” said the old man, “as the glove-cleaner, or life-cleaner, as I sometimes call it. No. That is five thousand dollars, never a penny less. One has to be older than you are, to indulge in that sort of thing. One has to save up for it.”40 “But the love potion?” said Alan.41 “Oh, that,” said the old man, opening the drawer in the kitchen table, and taking out a tiny, rather dirty-looking phial. “That is just a dollar.”42 “I can’t tell you how grateful I am,” said Alan, watching him fill it.43 “I like to oblige,” said the old man. “Then customers come back, later in life, when they are better off, and want more expensive things. Here you are. You will find it very effective.”44 “Thank you again,” said Alan. “Good-bye.”45 “Au revoir,” said the man.解酒水艾伦·奥斯丁，紧张得像只小猫，心里七上八下、忐忑不安的进了裴尔街区的一个楼道，黑乎乎的楼梯咯吱咯吱直响。

Unit 7 The Chaser课文翻译综合教程三

Unit 7 The Chaser课文翻译综合教程三
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在第七单元“诱捕者”这篇文章中，我们看到了一个男人苦苦追求一个女人的故事。

男人向一个老人购买了一瓶情感药水，希望能够让这位女士爱上他。

然而，当他发现这种“爱情药水”的效果是让女人爱上他之后，他却开始后悔了。

这个故事揭示了爱情的一面阴暗面：有时候我们追求的东西并不一定会使我们幸福。

男人为了得到女人的爱而不择手段，结果却只换来了一个不真实的爱情。

这让人感到一阵心酸，让我们意识到真正的爱情不是可以被购买的。

与此同时，这个故事也反映了我们对于爱情的渴望和执着。

男人一心想要得到女人的爱，却没有考虑到后果。

这也提醒我们，在追求爱情的过程中，我们应该珍惜自己和对方的感情，而不是通过一些不道德或不真实的手段来获得。

在这个故事中，男人最终意识到了自己的错误，但为时已晚。

他向老人求助，希望能够找到解药，但老人告诉他，唯一的解药就是另一种药，可以让女人恨他。

这种“解药”让人感到更加心酸，让我们反思自己在追求爱情时是否应该用更加真诚和善良的方式。

通过这篇文章，我们不仅可以看到人们对于爱情的渴望和追求，还可以反思自己在面对爱情时应该如何去做。

爱情不应该是一种可以被
控制或操纵的东西，而应该是一种彼此真诚相待的情感。

让我们从“诱捕者”这个故事中学到更多关于爱情和人性的道理。

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“是真的吗？”艾伦问，“你真有那种药吗，有--嗯—很神奇效果的哪种药吗？”
“我亲爱的先生，”老人回答到，“我这儿的货不是很多，不过，我的东西虽不多，品种可也不少。而且我的这些药，它的药效，严格来说，可没一样可以说是普普通通的。”
“嗯，实际上…….”艾伦开口说。
“像这一瓶，” 老人打断艾伦，指着架子上的一瓶药水说，“这瓶药水跟水一样没颜色，也几乎没有味道，掺在水，葡萄酒，或者其它饮料中很难被察觉。就算是进行尸体解剖，就现在所知的方法来说，要发现也很难。”
“太棒了！”艾伦叫道。
“她会想知道你所做的一切，”老人说，“当天你所发生的一切，字字句句都想知道。她会想知道你在想些什么，为什么你突然笑了，为什么你会看上去很伤心。”
“这就是爱情！”艾伦叫道。
“对，是爱情，”老人答，“她对你的照顾将会是那样的无微不至！她绝不会让你累着，绝不会让你在风口坐着，对你的饮食她也丝毫不会有疏忽。如果你迟到半小时，她会惶恐不安，担心你是不是被杀了，是不是被哪个狐狸精给迷住了。”
“你的意思，它是毒药吗？”艾伦惊恐的喊道。
“你要是愿意，称它手套清除剂也可，”老人漠然回答，“也许它可以清洗手套，我没试过。或者称它生命清除剂也未尝不可，生命有时也需要清除，人类才能得以净化。”
“这东西我可一点都不想要，”艾伦说。
“不要更好，”老人说，“你可知道这东西的价格？一茶匙的量，也够用了，我卖五千美元，绝对不能少，一分也不能少。”
《追逐者》一文讲述了一位年轻男子为了追逐爱情，不惜去寻求春药，以求获得其可望而不可得的爱情的故事。作者约翰·柯里尔，1901年生于英国，后移居美国，从未上过大学，十八九岁时就立志要成为诗人，以短篇小说著名，也著有大量成功的戏剧作品。
艾伦·奥斯丁，紧张得像只小猫，心里七上八下、忐忑不安的进了裴尔街区的一个楼道，黑乎乎的楼梯咯吱咯吱直响。他在昏暗的平台上停了下来，仔细张望了许久，才看到了那扇门，门上那个模糊不清的名字正是他要找的。

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the_chaser_译文《追逐者》一文讲述了一位年轻男子为了追逐爱情，不惜去寻求春药，以求获得其可望而不可得的爱情的故事。

作者约翰·柯里尔，1901年生于英国，后移居美国，从未上过大学，十八九岁时就立志要成为诗人，以短篇小说著名，也著有大量成功的戏剧作品。

艾伦·奥斯丁，紧张得像只小猫，心里七上八下、忐忑不安的进了裴尔街区的一个楼道，黑乎乎的楼梯咯吱咯吱直响。

他在昏暗的平台上停了下来，仔细张望了许久，才看到了那扇门，门上那个模糊不清的名字正是他要找的。

按别人说的，他推开了门，门里面是一间很小的屋子，屋里几乎没什么家具，除了一张餐桌，一把摇椅，还有一把普普通通的椅子。

一面脏乎乎的暗黄色的墙上搁着两个架子，架子上陈列着十几个瓶瓶罐罐。

一位老人正坐在摇椅上，看着报纸。

艾伦一声不吭把别人给的那张卡片递给了老人。

“请坐，奥斯丁先生，”老人礼貌地说。

“很高兴认识你。

而且我的这些药，它的药效，严格来说，可没一样可以说是普普通通的。

”“嗯，实际上…….”艾伦开口说。

就算是进行尸体解剖，就现在所知的方法来说，要发现也很难。

”“你的意思，它是毒药吗？”艾伦惊恐的喊道。

“你要是愿意，称它手套清除剂也可，”老人漠然回答，“也许它可以清洗手套，我没试过。

或者称它生命清除剂也未尝不可，生命有时也需要清除，人类才能得以净化。

”“这东西我可一点都不想要，”艾伦说。

“不要更好，”老人说，“你可知道这东西的价格？一茶匙的量，也够用了，我卖五千美元，绝对不能少，一分也不能少。

”“你的药不会都这么贵吧，”艾伦忧心忡忡。

Unit7TheChaser课文翻译综合教程三

Unit 7The Chaser‎John Henry Collie‎r1 Alan Austen‎, as nervou‎s as a kitten‎, went up certai‎n dark and creaky‎stairs‎in the neighb‎o rhood‎of Pell Street‎, and peered‎about for a long time on the dim hallwa‎y before‎he found the name he wanted‎writte‎n obscur‎e ly on one of the doors.2 He pushed‎open this door, as he had been told to do, and found himsel‎f in a tiny room, which contai‎n ed no furnit‎u re but a plain kitche‎n table, a rockin‎g-chair, and an ordina‎r y chair. On one of the dirty buff-colour‎e d walls were a couple‎of shelve‎s, contai‎n ing in all perhap‎s a dozen bottle‎s and jars.3 An old man sat in the rockin‎g-chair, readin‎g a newspa‎p er. Alan, withou‎t a word, handed‎him the card he had been given. “Sit down, Mr. Auste n‎,” said the old man very polite‎l y. “I am glad to make your acquai‎n tance‎.”4 “Is it true,” asked Alan, “that you have a certai‎n mixtur‎e that has … er … quite extrao‎r dinar‎y effect‎s?”5 “My dear sir,” replie‎d the old man, “my stock in trade is not very large —I don’t deal in laxati‎v es and teethi‎n g mixtur‎e s — but such as it is, it is varied‎. I think nothin‎g I sell has effect‎s which could be precis‎e ly descri‎b ed as ordina‎r y.”6 “Well, the fact is …” began Alan.7 “Here, for exa mpl‎e,” interr‎u pted the old man, reachi‎n g for a bottle‎from the shelf. “Here is a liquid‎as colour‎l ess as water, almost‎tastel‎e ss, quite imperc‎e ptibl‎e in coffee‎, wine, or any other bevera‎g e. It is also quite imperc‎e ptibl‎e to any known method‎of autops‎y.”8 “Do you mean it is a poison‎?” cried Alan, very much horrif‎i ed.9 “Call it a glove-cleane‎r if you like,” said the old man indiff‎e rentl‎y. “Maybe it will clean gloves‎.I have never tried. One might call it a life-cleane‎r. Lives need cleani‎n g someti‎m es.”10 “I want nothin‎g of that sort,” said Alan.11 “Probab‎l y it is just as well,” said the old man. “Do you know the price of this? For one teaspo‎o nful, which is suffic‎i ent, I ask five thousa‎n d dollar‎s. Never less. Not a penny less.”12 “I hope all your mixtur‎e s are not as expens‎i ve,” said Alan appreh‎e nsive‎l y.13 “Oh dear, no,” said the old man. “It would be no good chargi‎n g that sort of price for a love potion‎, for exampl‎e. Young people‎who need a love potion‎very seldom‎have five thousa‎n d dollar‎s. Otherw‎i se they would not need a love potion‎.”14 “I am glad to hear that,” said Alan.15 “I look at it like this,” said the old man. “Please‎a custom‎e r with one articl‎e, and he will come back when he needs anothe‎r. Even if it is more costly‎. He will save up for it, if necess‎a ry.”16 “So,” said Alan, “you really‎do sell love potion‎s?”17 “If I did not sell love potion‎s,” said the old man, reachi‎n g for anothe‎r bottle‎,“I should‎not have mentio‎n ed the other matter‎to you. It is only when one is in a positi‎o n to oblige‎that one can afford‎to be so confid‎e ntial‎. “18 “And these potion‎s,” said Alan. “They are not just … just … er …”19 “Oh, no,” said the old man. “Their effect‎s are perman‎e nt, and extend‎far beyond‎the mere casual‎impuls‎e. But they includ‎e it. Oh, yes they includ‎e it. Bounti‎f ully, insist‎e ntly. Everla‎s tingl‎y.”20 “Dear me!” said Alan, attemp‎t ing a look of scient‎i fic detach‎m ent. “How very intere‎s ting!”21 “But consid‎e r the spirit‎u al side,” said the old man.22 “I do, indeed‎,” said Alan.23 “For indiff‎e rence‎,” said the old man, “they substi‎t ute devoti‎o n. For scorn, adorat‎i on. Give one tiny measur‎e of this to the young lady — its flavou‎r is imperc‎e ptibl‎e in orange‎juice, soup, or cockta‎i ls — and howeve‎r gay and giddy she is, she will change‎altoge‎t her. She will want nothin‎g but solitu‎d e and you.”24 “I can hardly‎believ‎e it,” said Alan. “She is so fond of partie‎s.”25 “She will not like them anymor‎e,” said the old man. “She will be afraid‎of the pretty‎girls you may meet.”26 “She will actual‎l y be jealou‎s?” cried Alan in a raptur‎e. “Of me?”27 “Yes, she will want to be everyt‎h ing to you.”28 “She is, alread‎y. Only she doesn’t care about it.”29 “She will, when she has taken this. She will care intens‎e ly. You will be her sole intere‎s t in life.”30 “Wonder‎f ul!” cried Alan.31 “She will want to know all you do,” said the old man. “All tha t has happen‎e d to you during‎the day. Every word of it. She will want to know what you are thinki‎n g about, why you smile sudden‎l y, why you are lookin‎g sad.”32 “That is love!” cried Alan.33 “Yes,” said the old man. “How carefu‎l ly she will look after you! She will never allow you to be tired, to sit in a draugh‎t, to neglec‎t your food. If you are an hour late, she will be terrif‎i ed. She will think you are killed‎, or that some siren has caught‎you.”34 “I can hardly‎imagin‎e Diana like that!” cried Alan, overwh‎e lmed with joy.35 “You will not have to use your imagin‎a tion,” said the old man. “And, by the way, since there are always‎sirens‎, if by any chance‎you should‎, later on, slip a little‎, you need not worry. She will forgiv‎e you, in the end. She will be terrib‎l y hurt, of course‎, but she will forgiv‎e you —in the end.”36 “That will not happen‎,” said Alan ferven‎t ly.37 “Of course‎not,” said the old man. “But, if it did, you need not worry. She would never divorc‎e you. Oh, no! And, of course‎,she will never give you the least, the very least, ground‎s for —uneasi‎n ess.”38 “And how much,” said Alan, “is this wonder‎f ul mixtur‎e?”39 “It is not as dear,” said the old man, “as the glove-cleane‎r, or life-cleane‎r, as I someti‎m es call it. No. That is five thousa‎n d dollar‎s, never a penny less. One has to be older than you are, to indulg‎e in that sort of thing. One has to save up for it.”40 “But the love potion‎?” said Alan.41 “Oh, that,” said the old ma n, openin‎g the drawer‎in the kitche‎n table, and taking‎outa tiny, rather‎dirty-lookin‎g phial. “That is just a dollar‎.”42 “I can’t tell you how gratef‎u l I am,” said Alan, watchi‎n g him fill it.43 “I like to oblige‎,” said the old man. “Then custom‎e rs come back, later in life, when they are better‎off, and want more expens‎i ve things‎. Here you are. You will find it very effect‎i ve.”44 “Thank you again,” said Alan. “Good-bye.”45 “Au revoir‎,” said the man.解酒水艾伦·奥斯丁，紧张得像只小‎猫，心里七上八下‎、忐忑不安的进‎了裴尔街区的‎一个楼道，黑乎乎的楼梯‎咯吱咯吱直响‎。

Unit 7 The Chaser课文翻译综合教程三

Unit 7The ChaserJohn Henry Collier1 Alan Austen, as nervous as a kitten, went up certain dark and creaky stairs in the neighborhood of Pell Street, and peered about for a long time on the dim hallway before he found the name he wanted written obscurely on one of the doors.2 He pushed open this door, as he had been told to do, and found himself in a tiny room, which contained no furniture but a plain kitchen table, a rocking-chair, and an ordinary chair. On one of the dirty buff-coloured walls were a couple of shelves, containing in all perhaps a dozen bottles and jars.3 An old man sat in the rocking-chair, reading a newspaper. Alan, without a word, handed him the card he had been given. “Sit down, Mr. Austen,” said the old man very politely. “I am glad to make your acquaintance.”4 “Is it true,” asked Alan, “that you have a certain mixture that has … er … quite extraordinary effects?”5 “My dear sir,” replied the old man, “my stock in trade is not very large —I don’t deal in laxatives and teething mixtures — but such as it is, it is varied. I think nothing I sell has effects which could be precisely described as ordinary.”6 “Well, the fact is …” began Alan.7 “Here, for example,” interrupted the old man, reaching for a bottle from the shelf. “Here is a liquid as colourless as water, almost tasteless, quite imperceptible in coffee, wine, or any other beverage. It is also quite imperceptible to any known method of autopsy.”8 “Do you mean it is a poison?” cried Alan, very muc h horrified.9 “Call it a glove-cleaner if you like,” said the old man indifferently. “Maybe it will clean gloves. I have never tried. One might call it a life-cleaner. Lives need cleaning sometimes.”10 “I want nothing of that sort,” said Alan.11 “Probably it is just as well,” said the old man. “Do you know the price of this? For one teaspoonful, which is sufficient, I ask five thousand dollars. Never less. Not a penny less.”12 “I hope all your mixtures are not as expensive,” said Alan appre hensively.13 “Oh dear, no,” said the old man. “It would be no good charging that sort of price fora love potion, for example. Young people who need a love potion very seldom have five thousand dollars. Otherwise they would not need a love potion.”14 “I am glad to hear that,” said Alan.15 “I look at it like this,” said the old man. “Please a customer with one article, and he will come back when he needs another. Even if it is more costly. He will save up for it, if necessary.”16 “So,” said Alan, “you really do sell love potions?”17 “If I did not sell love potions,” said the old man, reaching for another bottle, “I should not have mentioned the other matter to you. It is only when one is in a position to oblige that one can afford to be so confidential. “18 “And these potions,” said Alan. “They are not just … just … er …”19 “Oh, no,” said the old man. “Their effects are permanent, and extend far beyond the mere casual impulse. But they include it. Oh, yes they include it. Bountifully, insistently. Everlastingly.”20 “Dear me!” said Alan, attempting a look of scientific detachment. “How very interesting!”21 “But consider the spiritual side,” said the old man.22 “I do, indeed,” said Alan.23 “For indifference,” said the old man, “they substitute devotion. For scorn, adoration. Give one tiny measure of this to the young lady — its flavour is imperceptible in orange juice, soup, or cocktails — and however gay and giddy she is, she will change altogether. She will want nothin g but solitude and you.”24 “I can hardly believe it,” said Alan. “She is so fond of parties.”25 “She will not like them anymore,” said the old man. “She will be afraid of the pretty girls you may meet.”26 “She will actually be jealous?” cried Alan in a rapture. “Of me?”27 “Yes, she will want to be everything to you.”28 “She is, already. Only she doesn’t care about it.”29 “She will, when she has taken this. She will care intensely. You will be her sole interest in life.”30 “Wonderful!” cried Alan.31 “She will want to know all you do,” said the old man. “All that has happened to you during the day. Every word of it. She will want to know what you are thinking about, why you smile suddenly, why you are looking sad.”32 “That is love!” cried Alan.33 “Yes,” said the old man. “How carefully she will look after you! She will never allow you to be tired, to sit in a draught, to neglect your food. If you are an hour late, she will be terrified. She will think you are killed, or that some siren has caught you.”34 “I can hardly imagine Diana like that!” cried Alan, overwhelmed with joy.35 “You will not have to use your imagination,” said the old man. “And, by the way, since there are always sirens, if by any chance you should, later on, slip a little, you need not worry. She will forgive you, in the end. She will be terribly hurt, of course, but she will forgive you —in the end.”36 “That will not happen,” said Alan fervently.37 “Of course not,” said the old man. “Bu t, if it did, you need not worry. She would never divorce you. Oh, no! And, of course, she will never give you the least, the very least, grounds for —uneasiness.”38 “And how much,” said Alan, “is this wonderful mixture?”39 “It is not as dear,” said the old man, “as the glove-cleaner, or life-cleaner, as I sometimes call it. No. That is five thousand dollars, never a penny less. One has to be older than you are, to indulge in that sort of thing. One has to save up for it.”40 “But the love potion?” said Alan.41 “Oh, that,” said the old man, opening the drawer in the kitchen table, and taking outa tiny, rather dirty-looking phial. “That is just a dollar.”42 “I can’t tell you how grateful I am,” said Alan, watching him fill it.43 “I like to oblige,” said the old man. “Then customers come back, later in life, when they are better off, and want more expensive things. Here you are. You will find it very effective.”44 “Thank you again,” said Alan. “Good-bye.”45 “Au revoir,” said the man.解酒水艾伦·奥斯丁，紧张得像只小猫，心里七上八下、忐忑不安的进了裴尔街区的一个楼道，黑乎乎的楼梯咯吱咯吱直响。

Unit7 The chaser 详解复习材料及翻译重点提示

Unit 7Ⅰ.Words1creaky adj. 发辗的；老朽的；叽叽嘎嘎的2peer n./v. 介词灵活3obscurely adv.隐匿地obscure v./adj.n. obscurity 朦胧；阴暗；晦涩；身份低微；不分明obscureness 难解；模糊4buff5 acquaintanceadj. acquainted 熟识的；知晓的；有知识的n.acquaintanceship 认识；相识；交往关系vt.acquaint 使熟悉；使认识acquaintance with someone对某人的相识，熟make the acquaintance ofvt.和…相识，结识6laxatives7imperceptibleperceive (v.), perception (n.), perceptible (a.), imperceptible (a.), imperceptibly (ad.)8beverage9autopsy10apprehensivelyapprehension (n.) under the apprehensionapprehend(v.) apprehend of 据说adj.apprehensive 忧虑的；不安的；敏悟的；知晓的apprehensible 可理解的，可了解的11confidential adj. 机密的；表示信任的；获信任的confide v.信赖；吐露秘密confidence n.信心a.诈骗的12impulseadj. impulsive 冲动的；受感情驱使的；任性的n. impulsiveness 冲动impulsion 冲动；冲击；原动力13bountifullybounty n.(慷慨；奖励金)/v. （发赏金）14detachmentn.拆开；超然detach (v.)分离；派遣；使超然detached (a.)超然的15substitutev./n.substitute A for B = replace B with AThey were expected to substitute violence for dialogue.The doctor advised him to substitute low-fat cheese for butter. substitute for: replacee.g. As the pianist suddenly fell ill the day before the concert, we had to find someone to substitute for him.substitute n.sb. or sth. that takes the place of anothere.g. If dairy milk disagrees with your stomach, soya milk could be a good substitute.16scorn n./v.a. scornful17giddy轻浮的；头晕眼花的18 solituden.孤独solitary a./n.(隐士)19rapture n.不单独使用可数rapturous adj.rapt a. 全神贯注的e.g.They stared with rapture at the new opera house.Smith was in /went into raptures at/about the news.20intenselyintensify v.21sole22draught23 overwhelm1. give sb. a particular feeling very stronglye.g. The family of the victim was overwhelmed by/with grief.The need to talk to someone, anyone, overwhelmed me.2. make powerless by using forcee.g. Government troops overwhelmed the rebels.The attacker overwhelmed the young man by squeezing his throat. Derivation:overwhelming (a.): very large or very greate.g. The overwhelming majority of small businesses go broke within the first twelve months.24slip25 ferventlye.g. It is a cause for which we have campaigned fervently these past four years.We fervently believe in the peaceful reunification of the motherland.Derivation:fervent (a.), fervency (n.)e.g. A fervent desire to winThere is a growing sense of national fervency in the state26groundon the ground that/of27 indulgeindulge in 沉溺于indulgence n. indulging a. indulgently adv.Indulge oneself 放纵自己28phial29 obligev. oblige sb. with sth.1.do sb. a favor; fulfill the wishes ofe.g. She asked him to lend her his car, and he willingly obliged (her).2.make it necessary for sb. to do sth.e.g. The heavy snow obliged me to abandon the car and continued on foot.n. obligationadj. disobliging 不亲切的，薄情的ⅡPhrases1.save up for2.care about3.indulge in4.reach for5.peer about6.deal in7.better off8.make one’s acquaintanceⅢGrammar1.Each boy and each girl in the mountain area is asked to go toschool.2.Ben is one of the brightest students who have graduated fromNew York University.Ⅳ Translation1. To me, you are definitely more than an acquaintance.2. Many artisans in this region deal in a variety of handicrafts.3. They went into raptures over the unexpected success.4. Much to my surprise, he analyzed with extraordinary detachment the dangerous situation that threatened all of them.5. She peered at the stranger from behind the curtain.6. During the holidays, he indulged in the luxury of a bath of sunshine on the beach.7. When she learnt the news of his death, she was overwhelmed with grief.8. I'm not in favor of buying a house on the installment plan; instead, I maintain that everyone of us should save up for a rainy day.。

UnitTheChaser课文翻译综合教程三

Unit--The-Chaser课文翻译综合教程三————————————————————————————————作者：————————————————————————————————日期：Unit 7The ChaserJohn Henry Collier1 Alan Austen, as nervous as a kitten, went up certain dark and creaky stairs in the neighborhood of Pell Street, and peered about for a long time on the dim hallway before he found the name he wanted written obscurely on one of the doors.2 He pushed open this door, as he had been told to do, and found himself in a tiny room, which contained no furniture but a plain kitchen table, a rocking-chair, and an ordinary chair. On one of the dirty buff-coloured walls were a couple of shelves, containing in all perhaps a dozen bottles and jars.3 An old man sat in the rocking-chair, reading a newspaper. Alan, without a word, handed him the card he had been given. “Sit down, Mr. Austen,” said the old man very politely. “I am glad to make your acquaintance.”4 “Is it true,” asked Alan, “that you have a certain mixture that has … er … quite extraordinary effects?”5 “My dear sir,” replied the old man, “my stock in trade is not very large —I don’t deal in laxatives and teething mixtures — but such as it is, it is varied. I think nothing I sell has effects which could be p recisely described as ordinary.”6 “Well, the fact is …” began Alan.7 “Here, for example,” interrupted the old man, reaching for a bottle from the shelf. “Here is a liquid as colourless as water, almost tasteless, quite imperceptible in coffee, wine, or any other beverage. It is also quite imperceptible to any known method of autopsy.”8 “Do you mean it is a poison?” cried Alan, very much horrified.9 “Call it a glove-cleaner if you like,” said the old man indifferently. “Maybe it will clean gloves. I have never tried. One might call it a life-cleaner. Lives need cleaning sometimes.”10 “I want nothing of that sort,” said Alan.11 “Probably it is just as well,” said the old man. “Do you know the price of this? For one teaspoonful, which is sufficient, I ask five thousand dollars. Never less. Not a penny less.”12 “I hope all your mixtures are not as expensive,” said Alan apprehensively.13 “Oh dear, no,” said the old man. “It would be no good charging that sort of price fora love potion, for example. Young people who need a love potion very seldom have five thousand dollars. Otherwise they would not need a love potion.”14 “I am glad to hear that,” said Alan.15 “I look at it like this,” said the old man. “Please a customer w ith one article, and he will come back when he needs another. Even if it is more costly. He will save up for it, if necessary.”16 “So,” said Alan, “you really do sell love potions?”17 “If I did not sell love potions,” said the old man, reaching for another bottle, “I should not have mentioned the other matter to you. It is only when one is in a position to oblige that one can afford to be so confidential. “18 “And these potions,” said Alan. “They are not just … just … er …”19 “Oh, no,” said the old man. “Their effects are permanent, and extend far beyond the mere casual impulse. But they include it. Oh, yes they include it. Bountifully, insistently. Everlastingly.”20 “Dear me!” said Alan, attempting a look of scientific detachment. “How v ery interesting!”21 “But consider the spiritual side,” said the old man.22 “I do, indeed,” said Alan.23 “For indifference,” said the old man, “they substitute devotion. For scorn, adoration. Give one tiny measure of this to the young lady — its flavour is imperceptible in orange juice, soup, or cocktails — and however gay and giddy she is, she will change altogether. She will want nothing but solitude and you.”24 “I can hardly believe it,” said Alan. “She is so fond of parties.”25 “She will not like them any more,” said the old man. “She will be afraid of the pretty girls you may meet.”26 “She will actually be jealous?” cried Alan in a rapture. “Of me?”27 “Yes, she will want to be everything to you.”28 “She is, already. Only she doesn’t care about it.”29 “She will, when she has taken this. She will care intensely. You will be her sole interest in life.”30 “Wonderful!” cried Alan.31 “She will want to know all you do,” said the old man. “All that has happened to you during the day. Every word of it. She will want to know what you are thinking about, why you smile suddenly, why you are looking sad.”32 “That is love!” cried Alan.33 “Yes,” said the old man. “How carefully she will look after you! She will never al low you to be tired, to sit in a draught, to neglect your food. If you are an hour late, she will be terrified. She will think you are killed, or that some siren has caught you.”34 “I can hardly imagine Diana like that!” cried Alan, overwhelmed with jo y.35 “You will not have to use your imagination,” said the old man. “And, by the way, since there are always sirens, if by any chance you should, later on, slip a little, you need not worry. She will forgive you, in the end. She will be terribly hurt, of course, but she will forgive you —in the end.”36 “That will not happen,” said Alan fervently.37 “Of course not,” said the old man. “But, if it did, you need not worry. She would never divorce you. Oh, no! And, of course, she will never give you the least, the very least, grounds for —uneasiness.”38 “And how much,” said Alan, “is this wonderful mixture?”39 “It is not as dear,” said the old man, “as the glove-cleaner, or life-cleaner, as I sometimes call it. No. That is five thousand dollars, never a penny less. One has to be older than you are, to indulge in that sort of thing. One has to save up for it.”40 “But the love potion?” said Alan.41 “Oh, that,” said the old man, opening the drawer in the kitchen table, and taking outa tiny, rather dirty-looking phial. “That is just a dollar.”42 “I can’t tell you how grateful I am,” said Alan, watching him fill it.43 “I like to oblige,” said the old man. “Then customers come back, later in life, when they are better off, and want more expensive things. Here you are. You will find it very effective.”44 “Thank you again,” said Alan. “Good-bye.”45 “Au revoir,” said the man.解酒水艾伦·奥斯丁，紧张得像只小猫，心里七上八下、忐忑不安的进了裴尔街区的一个楼道，黑乎乎的楼梯咯吱咯吱直响。

XXX chaser 追逐者中英对照

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The ChaserJohn Collier Alan Austen, as nervous as a kitten, went up certain dark and creaky stairs in the neighborhood of Pell Street , and peered about for a long time on the dim landing before he found the name he wanted written obscurely on one of the doors.He pushed open this door, as he had been told to do, and found himself in a tiny room, which contained no furniture but a plain kitchen table, a rocking-chair, and an ordinary chair. On one of the dirty buff-colored walls were a couple of shelves, containing in all perhaps a dozen bottles and jars.An old man sat in the rocking-chair, reading a newspaper. Alan, without a word, handed him the card he had been given. “Sit down, Mr. Austen,” said the old man very politely. “I am glad to make your acquaintance.”“Is it true,” asked Alan, “that you have a certain mixture that has—er —quite extraordinary effects?”“My dear sir,” replied the old man, “my stock in trade is not very large —I don’t deal in laxatives and teething mixtures—but such as it is, it is varied.I think nothing I sell has effects which could be precisely described as ordinary.”“Well, the fact is—” began Alan.“Here, for example,” interrupted the old man, reaching for a bottle from the shelf. “Here is a liquid as colorless as water, almost tasteless, quite imperceptible in coffee, wine, or any other beverage. It is also quite imperceptible to any known method of autopsy.”“Do you mean it is a poison?” cried Alan, very much horrified.“Call it a glove-cleaner if you like,” said the old man indifferently. “Maybe it will clean gloves. I have never tried. One might call it a life-cleaner. Lives need cleaning sometimes.”“I want nothing of that sort,” said Alan.“Probably it is just as well,” said the old man. “Do you know the price of this? For one teaspoonful, which is sufficient, I ask five thousand dollars. Never less. Not a penny less.”“I hope all your mixtures are not as expensive,” said Alan apprehensively.“Oh dear, no,” said the old man. “It would be no good charging that sort of price for a love potion, for example. Young people who need a love potion very seldom have five thousand dollars. Otherwise they would not need a love potion.”“I am glad to hear that,” said Alan.“I look at it like this,” said the old man. “Please a customer with one article, and he will come back when he needs another. Even if it is more costly. He will save up for it, if necessary.”“So,” said Alan, “you really do sell love potions?”“If I did not sell love potions,” said the old man, reaching for another bottle, “I should not have mentioned the other matter to you. It is only when one is in a position to oblige that one can afford to be so confidential.”“And these potions,” said Alan. “They are not just—just—er—”“Oh, no,” said the old man. “Their effects are permanent, and extend farbeyond casual impulse. But they include it. Bountifully, insistently. Everlastingly.”“Dear me!” said Alan, attempting a look of scientific detachment. "How very interesting!”“But consider the spiritual side,” said the old man.“I do, indeed,” said Alan.“For indifference,” said the old man, “they substitute devotion. For scorn, adoration. Give one tiny measure of this to the young lady—its flavor is imperceptible in orange juice, soup, or cocktails—and however gay and giddy she is, she will change altogether. She will want nothing but solitude, and you.”“I can hardly believe it,” said Alan. “She is so fond of parties.”“She will not like them any more,” said the old man. “She will be afraid of the pretty girls you may meet.”“She will actually be jealous?” cried Alan in a rapture. “Of me?”“Yes, she will want to be everything to you.”“She is, already. Only she doesn’t care about it.”“She will, when she has taken this. She will care intensely. You will be her sole interest in life.”“Wonderful!” cried Alan.“She will want to know all you do,” said the old man. “All that has happened to you during the day. Every word of it. She will want to know what you are thinking about, why you smile suddenly, why you are looking sad.”“That is love!” cried Alan.“Yes,” said the old man. “How carefully she will look after you! She will never allow you to be tired, to sit in a draught, to neglect your food. If you are an hour late, she will be terrified. She will think you are killed, or that some siren has caught you.”“I can hardly imagine Diana like that!” cried Alan, overwhelmed with joy.“You will not have to use your imagination,” said the old man. “And, by the way, since there are always sirens, if by any chance you should, later on, slip a little, you need not worry. She will forgive you, in the end. She will be terribly hurt, of course, but she will forgive you—in the end.”“That will not happen,” said Alan fervently.“Of course not,” said the old man. “But, if it did, you need not worry. She would never divorce you. Oh, no! And, of course, she herself will never give you the least, the very least, grounds for—uneasiness.”“And how much,” said Alan, “is this wonderful mixture?”“It is not as dear,” said the old man, “as the glove-cleaner, or life-cleaner, as I sometimes call it. No. That is five thousand dollars, never a penny less. One has to be older than you are, to indulge in that sort of thing. One has to save up for it.”“But the love potion?” said Alan.“Oh, that,” said the old man, opening the drawer in the kitchen table, and taking out a tiny, rather dirty-looking phial. “That is just a dollar.”“I can’t tell you how grateful I am,” said Alan, watching him fill it.“I like to oblige,” said the old man. “Then customers come back, later in life, when they are better off, and want more expensive things. Here you are. You will find it very effective.”“Thank you again,” said Alan. “Good-bye.”“Au revoir,” said the man.追逐者John CollierAlan Austen, 紧张地像个小猫一样，走上了Pell街一幢邻楼那黑暗的楼梯，那楼梯踩上去竟然还会咯吱响。

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T h e c h a s e r追逐者中英对照SANY标准化小组 #QS8QHH-HHGX8Q8-GNHHJ8-HHMHGN#The ChaserJohn Collier Alan Austen, as nervous as a kitten, went up certain dark and creaky stairsin the neighborhood of Pell Street , and peered about for a long time on the dim landing before he found the name he wanted written obscurely on one of the doors.He pushed open this door, as he had been told to do, and found himself in a tiny room, which contained no furniture but a plain kitchen table, a rocking-chair, and an ordinary chair. On one of the dirty buff-colored walls were a couple of shelves, containing in all perhaps a dozen bottles and jars.An old man sat in the rocking-chair, reading a newspaper. Alan, without a word, handed him the card he had been given. ＾Sit down, Mr. Austen,￣ said theold man very politely. ＾I am glad to make your acquaintance.￣＾Is it true,￣ asked Alan, ＾that you have a certain mixture that has！er！quite extraordinary effects?￣＾My dear sir,￣ replied the old man, ＾my stock in trade is not verylarge！I don¨t deal in laxatives and teething mixtures！but such as it is, it is varied. I think nothing I sell has effects which could be precisely described as ordinary.￣＾Well, the fact is！￣ began Alan.＾Here, for example,￣ interrupted the old man, reaching for a bottle from the shelf. ＾Here is a liquid as colorless as water, almost tasteless, quite imperceptible in coffee, wine, or any other beverage. It is also quite imperceptible to any known method of autopsy.￣＾Do you mean it is a poison?￣ cried Alan, very much horrified.＾Call it a glove-cleaner if you like,￣ said the old man indifferently. ＾Maybe it will clean gloves. I have never tried. One might call it a life-cleaner. Lives need cleaning sometimes.￣＾I want nothing of that sort,￣ said Alan.＾Probably it is just as well,￣ said the old man. ＾Do you know the priceof thisFor one teaspoonful, which is sufficient, I ask five thousand dollars. Never less. Not a penny less.￣＾I hope all your mixtures are not as expensive,￣ said Alan apprehensively.＾Oh dear, no,￣ said the old man. ＾It would be no good charging that sortof price for a love potion, for example. Young people who need a love potion very seldom have five thousand dollars. Otherwise they would not need a love potion.￣＾I am glad to hear that,￣ said Alan.＾I look at it like this,￣ said the old man. ＾Please a customer with one article, and he will come back when he needs another. Even if it is more costly.He will save up for it, if necessary.￣＾So,￣ said Alan, ＾you really do sell love potions?￣＾If I did not sell love potions,￣ said the old man, reaching for another bottle, ＾I should not have mentioned the other matter to you. It is only when one is in a position to oblige that one can afford to be so confidential.￣＾And these potions,￣ said Alan. ＾They are not just！just！er！￣＾Oh, no,￣ said the old man. ＾Their effects are permanent, and extend far beyond casual impulse. But they include it. Bountifully, insistently. Everlastingly.￣＾Dear me!￣ said Alan, attempting a look of scientific detachment. "How very interesting!￣＾But consider the spiritual side,￣ said the old man.＾I do, indeed,￣ said Alan.＾For indifference,￣ said the old man, ＾they substitute devotion. For scorn, adoration. Give one tiny measure of this to the young lady！its flavor is imperceptible in orange juice, soup, or cocktails！and however gay and giddy she is, she will change altogether. She will want nothing but solitude, and you.￣＾I can hardly believe it,￣ said Alan. ＾She is so fond of parties.￣＾She will not like them any more,￣ said the old man. ＾She will be afraid of the pretty girls you may meet.￣＾She will actually be jealous￣ cried Alan in a rapture. ＾Of me￣＾Yes, she will want to be everything to you.￣＾She is, already. Only she doesn¨t care about it.￣＾She will, when she has taken this. She will care intensely. You will be her sole interest in life.￣＾Wonderful!￣ cried Alan.＾She will want to know all you do,￣ said the old man. ＾All that has happened to you during the day. Every word of it. She will want to know what you are thinking about, why you smile suddenly, why you are looking sad.￣＾That is love!￣ cried Alan.＾Yes,￣ said the old man. ＾How carefully she will look after you! She will never allow you to be tired, to sit in a draught, to neglect your food. If you are an hour late, she will be terrified. She will think you are killed, or that some siren has caught you.￣＾I can hardly imagine Diana like that!￣ cried Alan, overwhelmed with joy.＾You will not have to use your imagination,￣ said the old man. ＾And, by the way, since there are always sirens, if by any chance you should, later on,slip a little, you need not worry. She will forgive you, in the end. She will be terribly hurt, of course, but she will forgive you！in the end.￣＾That will not happen,￣ said Alan fervently.＾Of course not,￣ said the old man. ＾But, if it did, you need not worry. She would never divorce you. Oh, no! And, of course, she herself will never give you the least, the very least, grounds for！uneasiness.￣＾And how much,￣ said Alan, ＾is this wonderful mixture?￣＾It is not as dear,￣ said the old man, ＾as the glove-cleaner, or life-cleaner, as I sometimes call it. No. That is five thousand dollars, never a penny less. One has to be older than you are, to indulge in that sort of thing. One has to save up for it.￣＾But the love potion?￣ said Alan.＾Oh, that,￣ said the old man, opening the drawer in the kitchen table, and taking out a tiny, rather dirty-looking phial. ＾That is just a dollar.￣＾I can¨t tell you how grateful I am,￣ said Alan, watching him fill it.＾I like to oblige,￣ said the old man. ＾Then customers come back, later in life, when they are better off, and want more expensive things. Here you are. You will find it very effective.￣＾Thank you again,￣ said Alan. ＾Good-bye.￣＾Au revoir,￣ said the man.弖帜宀John CollierAlan Austen, 诸嫖仇幸弌竪汇劔恠贫阻Pell瞬汇官惣促椎菜圧议促杢椎促杢家贫肇捷隼珊氏食屹。

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Unit 7The ChaserJohn Henry Collier1 Alan Austen, as nervous as a kitten, went up certain dark and creaky stairs in the neighborhood of Pell Street, and peered about for a long time on the dim hallway before he found the name he wanted written obscurely on one of the doors.2 He pushed open this door, as he had been told to do, and found himself in a tiny room, which contained no furniture but a plain kitchen table, a rocking-chair, and an ordinary chair. On one of the dirty buff-coloured walls were a couple of shelves, containing in all perhaps a dozen bottles and jars.3 An old man sat in the rocking-chair, reading a newspaper. Alan, without a word, handed him the card he had been given. “Sit down, Mr. Austen,” said the old man very politely. “I am glad to make your acquaintance.”4 “Is it true,” asked Alan, “that you have a certain mixture that has … er … quite extraordinary effects?”5 “My dear sir,” replied the old man, “my stock in trade is not very large —I don’t deal in laxatives and teething mixtures — but such as it is, it is varied. I think nothing I sell has effects which could be precisely described as ordinary.”6 “Well, the fact is …” began Alan.7 “Here, for example,” interrupted the old man, reaching for a bottle from the shelf. “Here is a liquid as colourless as water, almost tasteless, quite imperceptible in coffee, wine, or any other beverage. It is also quite imperceptible to any known method of autopsy.”8 “Do you mean it is a poison?” cried Alan, very muc h horrified.9 “Call it a glove-cleaner if you like,” said the old man indifferently. “Maybe it will clean gloves. I have never tried. One might call it a life-cleaner. Lives need cleaning sometimes.”10 “I want nothing of that sort,” said Alan.11 “Probably it is just as well,” said the old man. “Do you know the price of this? For one teaspoonful, which is sufficient, I ask five thousand dollars. Never less. Not a penny less.”12 “I hope all your mixtures are not as expensive,” said Alan appre hensively.13 “Oh dear, no,” said the old man. “It would be no good charging that sort of price fora love potion, for example. Young people who need a love potion very seldom have five thousand dollars. Otherwise they would not need a love potion.”14 “I am glad to hear that,” said Alan.15 “I look at it like this,” said the old man. “Please a customer with one article, and he will come back when he needs another. Even if it is more costly. He will save up for it, if necessary.”16 “So,” said Alan, “you really do sell love potions?”17 “If I did not sell love potions,” said the old man, reaching for another bottle, “I should not have mentioned the other matter to you. It is only when one is in a position to oblige that one can afford to be so confidential. “18 “And these potions,” said Alan. “They are not just … just … er …”19 “Oh, no,” said the old man. “Their effects are permanent, and extend far beyond the mere casual impulse. But they include it. Oh, yes they include it. Bountifully, insistently. Everlastingly.”20 “Dear me!” said Alan, attempting a look of scientific detachment. “How very interesting!”21 “But consider the spiritual side,” said the old man.22 “I do, indeed,” said Alan.23 “For indifference,” said the old man, “they substitute devotion. For scorn, adoration. Give one tiny measure of this to the young lady — its flavour is imperceptible in orange juice, soup, or cocktails — and however gay and giddy she is, she will change altogether. She will want nothin g but solitude and you.”24 “I can hardly believe it,” said Alan. “She is so fond of parties.”25 “She will not like them anymore,” said the old man. “She will be afraid of the pretty girls you may meet.”26 “She will actually be jealous?” cried Alan in a rapture. “Of me?”27 “Yes, she will want to be everything to you.”28 “She is, already. Only she doesn’t care about it.”29 “She will, when she has taken this. She will care intensely. You will be her sole interest in life.”30 “Wonderful!” cried Alan.31 “She will want to know all you do,” said the old man. “All that has happened to you during the day. Every word of it. She will want to know what you are thinking about, why you smile suddenly, why you are looking sad.”32 “That is love!” cried Alan.33 “Yes,” said the old man. “How carefully she will look after you! She will never allow you to be tired, to sit in a draught, to neglect your food. If you are an hour late, she will be terrified. She will think you are killed, or that some siren has caught you.”34 “I can hardly imagine Diana like that!” cried Alan, overwhelmed with joy.35 “You will not have to use your imagination,” said the old man. “And, by the way, since there are always sirens, if by any chance you should, later on, slip a little, you need not worry. She will forgive you, in the end. She will be terribly hurt, of course, but she will forgive you —in the end.”36 “That will not happen,” said Alan fervently.37 “Of course not,” said the old man. “Bu t, if it did, you need not worry. She would never divorce you. Oh, no! And, of course, she will never give you the least, the very least, grounds for —uneasiness.”38 “And how much,” said Alan, “is this wonderful mixture?”39 “It is not as dear,” said the old man, “as the glove-cleaner, or life-cleaner, as I sometimes call it. No. That is five thousand dollars, never a penny less. One has to be older than you are, to indulge in that sort of thing. One has to save up for it.”40 “But the love potion?” said Alan.41 “Oh, that,” said the old man, opening the drawer in the kitchen table, and taking outa tiny, rather dirty-looking phial. “That is just a dollar.”42 “I can’t tell you how grateful I am,” said Alan, watching him fill it.43 “I like to oblige,” said the old man. “Then customers come back, later in life, when they are better off, and want more expensive things. Here you are. You will find it very effective.”44 “Thank you again,” said Alan. “Good-bye.”45 “Au revoir,” said the man.解酒水艾伦·奥斯丁，紧张得像只小猫，心里七上八下、忐忑不安的进了裴尔街区的一个楼道，黑乎乎的楼梯咯吱咯吱直响。

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Chapter 1 On a party旁白: A rich and powerful man, John, holds a birthday party for his wife, Mary, who isn’t much pretty, on a Sunday evening. Mary friends of them go to the party, of course including Austen and his girlfriend, Diana. Tom is a good friend of Mary’s.(路人甲和路人乙在一边低声耳语.)甲: What a royal party! Mary is really a happy woman.乙: Yeah. Her fortunate life envies us so much!甲：Hum… I’m also looking forward to the life like them. They love each other so deeply.乙：Me, too.(正在这时晚会开始了)John: Welcome to my wife’s birthday party! I’m so lucky to own this attractive woman. Now let’s ask my dear to come out. (Mary身着盛装出现在场中)Mary: Thank you, thank you all. It’s an honor for me to invite you here. Just enjoy yourselves tonight.(大家欢呼起来，这时Tom朝着这对夫妇走了过来)Tom(对着John)：Hi, John. What a happy life you hold! I’m really happy for you.John: Yeah…Thank you. I have such a beautiful wife.Tom(对着Mary): Oh...Happy birthday, Mary.Mary: Thank you. Long time no see, John. How are you?John: Great fine. The love potion you introduced to me last time is really useful. My girlfriend can’t leave me now. Frankly speaking, she seems to be another person. I can hardly imagine her like that!Mary：Well done, guy. You are lucky to believe what I said.旁白：Austen hears what they two are talking about behind them, he stops Mary.A usten: Happy birthday, Mary.Mary: Oh, thank you, Austen.Austen: You are so happy with your rich husband, which envies me a lot. Could you please tell me some secrets to get your half? I’m puzzled about it b ecause Diana interests in various parties and she doesn’t care about what ever I do.Mary: Oh…dear, don’t be confused. Tell me where is Diana? Austen: Over there, she loves dancing very much, which I’m never interested in.Mary: Oh…she is so beautiful. Err…do you know love potion? Austen: Love potion? Oh…I don’t know it.Mary: OK, let me tell you something about it. It’s a drink supposed to have magic power which acts on your lover. It can make your lover be hell-bent on you. Just as what John does for me.Austen: What a magic thing! Where do you get it?Mary: From an old man living in Pell Street. I will give his address and something else you need to know after the party. Austen: OK, thank you so much.Mary: Don’t mention it. Now enjoy yourself. I believe you must be lucky as me.Austen: I hope so, too.旁白：After the party, Mary gave Austen a small card written with several messages.Chapter 2: At the old man' home旁白：Austen finds the old man’s home according to the card. He is as nervous as a kitten beca use he doesn’t know what’s the old man like and if he is as magical as Mary said. He steps into his house with great courage and finds the old man in a rocking chair, reading a newspaper.Old man: Mr. Austen, Nice to meet you.Austen: Nice to meet you, too. I’m wondering you are dealing in, err, a certain magical mixture that has extraordinary effects. Old man:Oh…dear, in actually, everything I sell here is more than ordinary.Austen: But do you……（老人打断了Austen）Old man: Here is a liquid as colorless as water; it could clean everything ranging from a glove to life. I believe lives occasionally need cleaning.Austen: That’s not what I need, I’m afraid.Old man: It doesn’t matter. Still I’d like to let you know its price. For one tiny spoonful, which is of course sufficient, I charge no less than five thousand dollars. Not a penny less. (Austen听到这，顿时很是担忧。

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追逐者作文英语In the vast expanse of the universe, where stars twinkle like distant dreams, there exists a tale of relentless pursuit. This is the story of a chaser, a seeker of the unattainable, a voyager through the realms of the possible and the impossible.Once upon a time, in the quiet corners of a small town, there lived a young dreamer named Elara. Her eyes, as blue as the summer sky, were always set on the horizon, where the sun dipped into the embrace of the earth each evening. Elara was not an ordinary girl; she was a pursuer, a chaser of stars.Her days were spent in the library, her fingers tracing the lines of ancient texts, her mind absorbing the wisdom of the cosmos. She was not content with the mundane; she yearned for the extraordinary. Her nights were dedicated to the study of the heavens, her telescope her only companion as she mapped the constellations and the silent promises they held.Elara's pursuit was not without its challenges. The townsfolk whispered behind her back, calling her a fool, a dreamer who chased shadows. They could not understand her yearning to reach for the stars, to understand the universe's secrets. But Elara was undeterred. She was a pursuer, and her heart was set on a singular goal: to unlock the mysteries of the cosmos.As the years passed, Elara's dedication to her pursuit grew. She built her own observatory, a small dome at the edge of town, where she could study the stars in peace. Her calculations became more precise, her understanding of the celestial bodies deepened. She was no longer just chasing the stars; she was becoming a part of their story.One fateful night, as the moon cast its silver glow over the observatory, Elara made a discovery that would change her life. She observed a comet, not just any comet, but one that was on a collision course with the earth. Her heart raced as she calculated the trajectory, her mind working furiously to understand the implications of her findings.Elara's pursuit had led her to a truth that could save her world. She shared her discovery with the world, and for the first time, the townsfolk saw her not as a dreamer but as a hero. Her relentless pursuit had not only brought her closer to the stars but also made her an essential part of the universe's grand design.The story of Elara, the pursuer, is a testament to the power of dreams and the relentless human spirit. It reminds us that no matter how far we reach, no matter how high we aim, the stars are always within our grasp if we dare to pursue them.In conclusion, the journey of a pursuer is not an easy one. It is filled with obstacles, doubters, and moments of self-doubt. But it is also a journey of discovery, of growth, and of ultimate fulfillment. Elara's story is a beacon of hopefor all those who dare to chase their stars, to pursue theirdreams, and to never give up on the pursuit of the extraordinary.。

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追逐者alan找爱情药水的文章主旨
《追逐者》（The chaser）的作者是美国作家约翰·柯里尔（John Collier）。

“The chaser”一语双关，既可以指追逐者，也可以指喝下烈性酒后喝的一种饮料，可意译为“魔药”，暗喻小说中提到的“生命清洁剂”。

这是一篇极为短小精致的小说，取材简单，在狭小的空间展开惊心动魄的谈话。

房间的物什被淋漓尽致地发挥作用。

小说讲述了一个年轻人向老人买药的简单故事，却隐隐地暗示着：廉价而不自然的爱情最终却要为此付出沉重乃至关乎生命的代价。

爱情如蜜亦如毒药的隐喻在小说中埋藏着。

文章从另类视角描述了一幅追求爱情的图卷。

从魔幻现实主义出发，充满荒诞、夸张和象征等魔幻现实主义色彩，以及由魔幻现实主义所蕴含的不确定性。

文中作者揭示了的黑暗如磐的现实，同时表现了对现代人肤浅的爱情和婚姻观的极大讽刺。

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