《螺丝在拧紧》 · 第 4 段

“Oh, _I_ have!” I said. But Douglas, without heeding me, had begun to read with a fine clearness that was like a rendering to the ear of the beauty of his author’s hand. I remember the whole beginning as a succession of flights and drops, a little seesaw of the right throbs and

《螺丝在拧紧》 · 第 4 段