Jakob’sRoom伍尔夫英文版独家有效版本.doc

雅各布的房间 英文版 Jacobs Room 弗吉尼亚.伍尔夫 Virginia Woolf CHAPTER ONE So of course, wrote Betty Flanders, pressing her heels rather deeper in the sand, there was nothing for it but to leave. Slowly welling from the point of her gold nib, pale blue ink dissolved the full stop; for there her pen stuck; her eyes fixed, and tears slowly filled them. The entire bay quivered; the lighthouse wobbled; and she had the illusion that the mast of Mr. Connors little yacht was bending like a wax candle in the sun. She winked quickly. Accidents were awful things. She winked again. The mast was straight; the waves