The Invisible Janpanese Gentlemen (2)
the invisible Japanese gentleman
7. The woman thought the man was not able to discuss the issues in quesiton, unable to be i n pace with her in thinking although they were together as fiance and fiancee. The man was like a useless decoration to her because he was not able to think logically --- a criticism men often use when they talk about some mindless beauty, or the blondes as plastic bimbos, a decorative beauty.
8. The author may want to show how blind the woman was in contrast to her claim of her powers of observation. He presents a detailed description of the Japanese guests from time to time as an incongruous （ out of place ） , conspicuous （remarkable ） group of people in this situation. But in spite of this, this woman still failed to notice them. This technique of writing greatly enhanced his purpose to contrast what one believes on can do and what one can acturally do in life.
Invisible Man《 隐形人》 英文读后感
Impression of “Invisible Man”The narrator begins telling his story with the claim that he is an “invisible man.”His invisibility, he says, is not a physical condition—he is not literally invisible—but is rather the result of the refusal of others to see him. He says that because of his invisibility, he has been hiding from the world, living underground and stealing electricity from the Monopolated Light & Power Company. He burns 1,369light bulbs simultaneously and listens to Louis Armstrong’s “(What Did I Do to Be So) Black and Blue” on a phonograph. He says that he has gone underground in order to write the story of his life and invisibility.As a young man, in the late 1920s or early 1930s, the narrator lived in the South. Because he is a gifted public speaker, he is invited to give a speech to a group of important white men in his town. The men reward him with a briefcase containing a scholarship to a prestigious black college, but only after humiliating him by forcing him to fight in a “battle royal”in which he is pitted against other young black men, all blindfolded, in a boxing ring. After the battle royal, the white men force the youths to scramble over an electrified rug in order to snatch at fake gold coins. Three years later, the narrator is a student at the college. He is asked to drive a wealthy white trustee of the college, Mr. Norton, aroundthe campus. Norton talks incessantly about his daughter, then shows an undue interest in the narrative of Jim Trueblood, a poor, uneducated black man who impregnated his own daughter. After hearing this story, Norton needs a drink, and the narrator takes him to the Golden Day, a saloon and brothel that normally serves black men. A fight breaks out among a group of mentally imbalanced black veterans at the bar, and Norton passes out during the chaos. He is tended by one of the veterans, who claims to be a doctor and who taunts both Norton and the narrator for their blindness regarding race relations.The narrator says that he has stayed underground ever since; the end of his story is also the beginning. He states that he finally has realized that he must honor his individual complexity and remain true to his own identity without sacrificing his responsibility to the community. He says that he finally feels ready to emerge from underground.ThemesAs the narrator of Invisible Man struggles to arrive at a conception of his own identity, he finds his efforts complicated by the fact that he is a black man living in a racist American society. Throughout the novel, the narrator finds himself passing through a series of communities, from the Liberty Paints plant to the Brotherhood,with each microcosm endorsing a different idea of how blacks should behave in society. As the narrator attempts to define himself through the values and expectations imposed on him, he finds that, in each case, the prescribed role limits his complexity as an individual and forces him to play an inauthentic part.Upon arriving in New York, the narrator enters the world of the Liberty Paints plant, which achieves financial success by subverting blackness in the service of a brighter white. There, the narrator finds himself involved in a process in which white depends heavily on black—both in terms of the mixing of the paint tones and in terms of the racial makeup of the workforce. Yet the factory denies this dependence in the final presentation of its product, and the narrator, as a black man, ends up stifled. Later, when the narrator joins the Brotherhood, he believes that he can fight for racial equality by working within the ideology of the organization, but he then finds that the Brotherhood seeks to use him as a token black man in its abstract project.Ultimately, the narrator realizes that the racial prejudice of others causes them to see him only as they want to see him, and their limitations of vision in turn place limitations on his ability to act. He concludes that he is invisible, in the sense that the world is filled with blind people who cannot or will not see his real nature. Correspondingly, he remains unable to act according to his ownpersonality and becomes literally unable to be himself. Although the narrator initially embraces his invisibility in an attempt to throw off the limiting nature of stereotype, in the end he finds this tactic too passive. He determines to emerge from his underground “hibernation,”to make his own contributions to society as a complex individual. He will attempt to exert his power on the world outside of society’s system of prescribed roles. By making proactive contributions to society, he will force others to acknowledge him, to acknowledge the existence of beliefs and behaviors outside of their prejudiced expectations.Over the course of the novel, the narrator realizes that the complexity of his inner self is limited not only by people’s racism but also by their more general ideologies. He finds that the ideologies advanced by institutions prove too simplistic and one-dimensional to serve something as complex and multidimensional as human identity. The novel contains many examples of ideology, from the tamer, ingratiating ideology of Booker T. Washington subscribed to at the narrator’s college to the more violent, separatist ideology voiced by Ras the Exhorter. But the text makes its point most strongly in its discussion of the Brotherhood. Among the Brotherhood, Because he has decided that the world is full of blind men and sleepwalkers who cannot see him for what he is, the narrator describes himself as an “invisible man.” The motif of invisibility。
TheInvisibleMan--Summary
The Invisible Man第一章神秘的陌生人第十五章狂奔的人第二章钟表匠的看法第十六章快乐的板球手旅馆第三章千奇百怪的瓶子第十七章有客来访第四章卡斯医生历险记第十八章肯普医生的困惑第五章离奇的失窃案第十九章隐身的秘密第六章发疯的家具第二十章痛苦的隐身过程第七章陌生人的真面目第二十一章隐身人逛牛津街第八章自然学家的奇遇第二十二章百货商场脱险记第九章隐身人找到了新助手第二十三章巧妙的伪装第十章马维尔先生造访伊平村第二十四章计划失败第十一章隐身人又来了第二十五章紧急追捕第十二章大发雷霆的隐身人第二十六章威克斯蒂德凶杀案第十三章我要辞职第二十七章肯普医生是个英雄第十四章会飞的钱第二十八章多行不义终自毙Book DescriptionThe Invisible Man is a famous 1897 science fiction novel(la) by H.G. Wells. Wells's novel was originally serialized in Pearson's Magazine in 1897, and published as a novel the same year. The Invisible Man of the title is "Griffin", a scientist who theorizes that if a person's refractive index is changed to exactly that of air and his body does not absorb or reflect light, then he will not be visible. He successfully carries out this procedure on himself, but cannot become visible again, becoming mentally unstable as a result.Publisher Comments:Spine-tingling and entertaining, The Invisible Man is a science fiction classic–and a penetrating, unflinching look into the heart of human nature. To its author, H. G. Wells, the novel was as compelling as ―a good gripping dream.‖ But to generations of readers, the terrible and evil experiment of the demented scientist, Griffin, has conveyed a chilling nightmare of believable horror. An atmosphere of ever-increasing suspense begins with the arrival of a mysterious stranger at an English village inn and builds relentlessly to the stark terror of a victim pursued by a maniacal invisible man. The result is a masterwork: a dazzling display of the brilliant imagination, psychological insight, and literary craftsmanship that made H.G. Wells one of the most influential writers of his time.Introduction:The Invisible Man is a science fiction novella by H.G. Wells published in 1897. Wells' novel was originally serialised in Pearson's Magazine in 1897, and published as a novel the same year. The Invisible Man of the title is Griffin, a scientist who theorises that if a person's refractive index is changed to exactly that of air and his body does not absorb or reflect light, then he will be invisible. He successfully carries out this procedure on himself, but cannot become visible again, becoming mentally unstable as a result.Plot Summary:The book starts in the English village of Iping in West Sussex, as curiosity and fear are started up in the inhabitants when a mysterious stranger arrives to stay at the local inn, The Coach and Hor ses. The stranger wears a long, thick coat, gloves, his face is hidden entirely by bandages, large goggles, and awide-brimmed hat. The stranger is extremely reclusive and demands to be left alone, spending most of his time in his room working with a set of chemicals and laboratory apparatus, only venturing out at night. He quickly becomes the talk of the village as he unnerves the locals.Meanwhile, a series of mysterious burglaries occur in the village in which the victims catch no sight of the thief. One morning when the innkeepers pass the stranger's room, they enter in curiosity when they notice the stranger's clothes are scattered all over the floor but the stranger is nowhere to be seen. The furniture seems to spring alive and the bedclothes and a chair leap into mid-air and push them out of the room. Later in the day Mrs. Hall confronts the stranger about this, and the stranger reveals that he is invisible, removing his bandages and goggles to reveal nothing beneath. As Mrs. Hall flees in horror, the police attempt to catch the stranger, but he throws off all his clothes and escapes.The Invisible Man flees to the downs, where he frightens a tramp, Thomas Marvel, with his invisibility and forces him to become his lab assistant. Together with Marvel, he returns to the village where Marvel steals the Invisible Man's books and apparatus from the inn while the Invisible Man himself steals the doctor's and vicar's clothes. But after the theft, Marvel attempts to betray the Invisible Man to the police, and the Invisible Man chases after him, threatening to kill him.Marvel flees to the seaside town of Burdock where he takes refuge in an inn. The Invisible Man attempts to break in through the back door but he is overheard and shot by a black-bearded American, and flees the scene badly injured. He enters a nearby house to take refuge and dress his wound. The house turns out to belong to Dr. Kemp, whom the Invisible Man recognises, and he reveals to Kemp his true identity — Griffin, a brilliant medical student with whom Kemp studied at university.Mr. Griffin explains to his old friend Kemp that after leaving university he was desperately poor. Determined to achieve something of scientific significance, he began to work on an experiment to make people and objects invisible, using money stolen from his own father, who committed suicide after being robbed by his son. Griffin experimented with a formula that altered the refractive index of objects, which resulted in light not bending when passing through the object, thereby making it invisible. He performed the experiment using a cat, but when the cat's owner, Griffin's neighbor, realized the cat was missing, she made a complaint to their landlord, and Griffin wound up performing the invisibility procedure on himself to hide from them. Griffin theorizes part of the reason he can be invisible stems from the fact he is albino, mentioning that food becomes visible in his stomach and remains so until digested, with the bizarre image passing through air in the meantime.After burning the boarding house down to cover his tracks, he felt a sense of invincibility from being invisible. However, reality soon proved that sense misguided. After struggling to survive out in the open, he stole some clothing from a dingy backstreet shop and took residence at the Coach & Horses inn to reverse the experiment. He then explains to Kemp that he now plans to begin a Reign of Terror (The First Y ear of the Invisible Man), using his invisibility to terrorize the nation with Kemp as his secret confederate.Realizing that Griffin is clearly insane, Kemp has no plans to help him and instead alerts the police. When the police arrive, Griffin violently assaults Kemp and a policeman before escaping, and the next day he leaves a note on Kemp's doorstep announcing that Kemp will be the first man killed in the Reign of Terror. Kemp remains cool and writes a note to the Colonel, detailing a plan to use himself as bait to trap the Invisible Man, but as a maidservant attempts to deliver the note she is attacked by Griffin and the note is stolen.Just as the police accompany the attacked maid back to the house, the Invisible Man breaks in through the back door and makes for Kemp. Keeping his head cool, Kemp bolts from the house and runs down the hill to the town below, where he alerts a navvy that the Invisible Man is approaching. The crowd in the town, witnessing the pursuit, rally around Kemp. When Kemp is pinned down by Griffin, the navvy strikes him with a spade and knocks him to the ground, and he is violently assaulted by theworkers. Kemp calls for the mob to stop, but it is too late. The Invisible Man dies of the injuries he has received, and his naked and battered body slowly becomes visible on the ground after he dies. Later it is revealed that Marvel has Griffin's notes, with the invisibility formula written in a mix of Russian and Greek which he cannot read, and with some pages washed out.Analysis of the Characters:GriffinGriffin is a brilliant research scientist who discovers a formula that makes a human being invisible. The formula entails taking opium and another drug, which make his blood clear, then processing him in a radiator engine. It succeeds, but he finds himself unable to reverse the process. Unlike the character in the 1933 film, the Griffin of the novel is possibly a psychopath, even before he makes himself invisible. Dr. KempDr. Kemp is a scientist living in the town of Port Burdock. He is an old friend of Griffin, who comes to his house to hide after Griffin's transformation into the "invisible man." Kemp has a hard time accepting the fact that his friend, who he had not seen for years, suddenly appears uninvited and invisible, but eventually he overcomes his shock and sits down and talks with Griffin and betrays him.Narrative-wise, Kemp then allows Griffin to relate the story of how he began his experiments, and all that happened to him between his arrival on his old friend's doorstep and then. Kemp, realizing that Griffin is insane with power, is quick to summon Colonel Adye of the Port Burdock police. Adye fails to apprehend Griffin, who escapes and brands Kemp a traitor, vowing to kill him.Despite the death threat, Kemp is no coward, and actively assists and advises Adye in quest to find and apprehend the Invisible Man while the police colonel serves as his bodyguard. Eventually Griffin overpowers Adye and comes after Kemp, who, rushing through the streets of Port Burdock, rouses the townspeople into a mob which attacks the Invisible Man and brings his reign of terror to an end.Mr. HallMr. Hall is the husband of Mrs. Hall and helps her run the Coach and Horses Inn. He is the first person in Iping to notice that the mysterious Griffin is invisible: when a dog bites him and tears his glove, Griffin retreats to his room and Hall follows to see if he is all right, only to see Griffin without his glove and handless (or so it appears to Hall).Mr. Hall appears in the 1933 Universal film adaptation, where he is given the first name Herbert and seriously injured by Griffin. In the film, he is portrayed by Forrester Harvey.Mrs. HallMrs. Hall is the wife of Mr. Hall and the owner of the Coach and Horses Inn.A very friendly, down-to-earth woman who enjoys socializing with her guests, Mrs. Hall is continually frustrated by the mysterious Griffin's refusal to talk with her, and his repeated temper tantrums.Mrs. Hall appears in the 1933 Universal film adaptation, where she was played by Una O'Connor and given the first name Jenny. In the film version, her primary occupation is to scream.Thomas MarvelThomas Marvel is a jolly old tramp unwittingly recruited to assist the Invisible Man as his first visible partner. He carries around the Invisible Man's scientific notebooks for him and, eventually, a large sum of money that Griffin had stolen from a bank. Eventually Thomas grows afraid of his unseen partner and flees to Port Burdock, taking both the notebooks and the money with him, where he seeks police protection.Although the Invisible Man is furious and vows to kill Thomas for his betrayal, and even makes an attempt on his life before being driven off by a police officer, he becomes preoccupied with hiding from the law and retaliating against Dr. Kemp, and Thomas is spared.Marvel eventually uses the stolen money to open his own inn, which he calls the Invisible Man, and becomes very wealthy. He also secretly studies Griffin's notes, fancying that one day he will figure out the secret of invisibility. However, he cannot read the foreign language that Griffin has written it in, and some pages have been washed clean after being in a ditch.In Alan Moore's comics series The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, in which Griffin is a major character, people have suggested that Marvel may have been the man killed by a mob at the end of the original novel, after being substituted by Griffin himself. The only problem with this suggestion is, as Campion Bond introduces the league to Griffin, he commented Griffin made a half-wit albino invisible first.Marvel does not appear in the 1933 film.Col. AdyeCol. Adye is the chief of police in the town of Port Burdock. He is called upon by Dr. Kemp when the Invisible Man turned up in Kemp's house talking of taking over the world with his "terrible secret" of invisibility. A very able-bodied and reliable officer, Adye not only saves Kemp from the Invisible Man's first attempt on his life but also spearheads the hunt for the unseen fugitive.He is eventually shot by the Invisible Man with Kemp's revolver. Upon being shot, Adye is described as falling down and not getting back up. However, he is mentioned in the epilogue as being one of those who had questioned Thomas Marvel about the whereabouts of the Invisible Man's notebooks, and is never made clear whether this occurred prior to his being shot, or if it occurred afterwards and Adye survived.Dr. CussDr. Cuss is a doctor living in the town of Iping.Intrigued by tales of a bandaged stranger staying at the Coach and Horses Inn, Dr. Cuss goes to see him under the pretense of asking for a donation to the nurse's fund. The strange man, Griffin, scares Cuss away by pinching his nose with his invisible hand. Cuss went immediately to see Rev. Bunting, who not surprisingly did not believe the doctor's wild story.Later, after Griffin had been exposed as The Invisible Man, Cuss and Bunting got ahold of his notebooks, but these were stolen back from them by the invisible Griffin, who took both men's clothes. Although the unlucky Reverend had all his clothing stolen by Griffin, Cuss only lost his trousers.J. A. JaffersJ. A. Jaffers is a constable in the town of Iping. He is called upon by Mr. and Mrs. Hall to arrest Griffin after they suspected him of robbing the Reverend Bunting. Like most of the people in Iping, Jaffers was both openminded and adaptable - He overcame his shock at the discovery that Griffin was invisible quickly, determined to arrest him in spite of this.Jaffers appears in the 1933 Universal film adaptation.The Rev Mr BuntingThe Rev Mr Bunting is a vicar in the town of Iping. Dr. Cuss went to see him following his first encounter with Griffin. Bunting laughed at Cuss' claims of an invisible hand pinching his nose, but the next night his home was burgled by the Invisible Man himself.Later, Bunting and Cuss tried to read Griffin's notes but were stopped by the Invisible Man, who stole their clothes. Although Cuss escaped missing only his trousers, Bunting had his entire wardrobe purloined.。
Lesson-4-The-Invisible-Japanese-Gentlemen
Lesson 4 The Invisible Japanese GentlemenWord List1.courteous a. characterized by gracious consideration toward others/ polite 谦恭的，有礼的2.blonde a. & n. having golden or pale-coloured hair白肤金发(女子)3.petite a. small, slender, and trim. (used of a girl or woman) 娇小的4.Regency n. typical of the period 1810-1820 in England 摄政时期(1811-1820年)a person or group selected to govern in place of a monarch or other ruler whois absent, disabled, or still in minority 摄政者5.oval n. & a. resembling an egg in shape卵形的/ resembling an ellipse in shape; elliptical椭圆形的6.miniature n. a copy or model that represents or reproduces something in a greatlyreduced size缩小模型,缩微模型a small painting executed with great detail, often on a surface such as ivory微型画a. being on a small or greatly reduced scale 小型的7.signet-ring n. signet -- seal图章戒指8.aviary n. a large enclosure for holding birds in confinement 大鸟舍cage9.fiancén. a man engaged to be married 未婚夫10.panel n. a flat, usually rectangular piece forming a raised, recessed, or framed part of thesurface in which it is set 镶板11.sensitivity n.sensitive a. easily influenced to the attitudes, feelings, or circumstances of others 敏感的e.g. She is sensitive to what people think of her. 她很敏感人们对她是怎么想的。
《百万英磅》小说英文原版
《百万英磅》小说英文原版第一篇：《百万英磅》小说英文原版The 1,000,000 Bank-Note Mark TwainWhen I was twenty-seven years old, I was a mining-broker's clerk in San Francisco, and an expert in all the details of stock traffic.I was alone in the world, and had nothing to depend upon but my wits and a clean reputation;but these were setting my feet in the road to eventual fortune, and I was content with the prospect.My time was my own after the afternoon board, Saturdays, and I was accustomed to put it in on a little sail-boat on the bay.One day I ventured too far, and was carried out to sea.Just at nightfall, when hope was about gone, I was picked up by a small brig which was bound for London.It was a long and stormy voyage, and they made me work my passage without pay, as a common sailor.When I stepped ashore in London my clothes were ragged and shabby, and I had only a dollar in my pocket.This money fed and sheltered me twenty-four hours.During the next twenty-four I went without food and shelter.About ten o'clock on the following morning, seedy and hungry, I was dragging myself along Portland Place, when a child that was passing, towed by a nurse-maid, tossed a luscious big pearinto the gutter.I stopped, of course, and fastened my desiring eye on that muddy treasure.My mouth watered for it, my stomach craved it, my whole being begged for it.But every time I made a move to get it some passing eye detected my purpose, and of course I straightened up then, and looked indifferent, and pretended that I hadn't been thinking about the pear at all.This same thing kept happening and happening, and I couldn't get the pear.I was just getting desperate enough to brave all theshame, and to seize it, when a window behind me was raised, and a gentleman spoke out of it, saying:“Step in here, please.”I was admitted by a gorgeous flunkey, and shown into a sumptuous room where a couple of elderly gentlemen were sitting.They sent away the servant, and made me sit down.They had just finished their breakfast, and the sight of the remains of it almost overpowered me.I could hardly keep my wits together in the presence of that food, but as I was not asked to sample it, I had to bear my trouble as best I could.< 2 >Now, something had been happening there a little before, which I did not know anything about until a good many days afterwards, but I will tell you about it now.Those two old brothers had been having a pretty hot argument a couple of days before, and had ended by agreeing to decide it by a bet, which is the English way of settling everything.You will remember that the Bank of England once issued two notes of a million pounds each, to be used for a special purpose connected with some public transaction with a foreign country.For some reason or other only one of these had been used and canceled;the other still lay in the vaults of the Bank.Well, the brothers, chatting along, happened to get to wondering what might be the fate of a perfectly honest and intelligent stranger who should be turned adrift in London without a friend, and with no money but that million-pound bank-note, and no way to account for his being in possession of it.Brother A said he would starve to death;Brother B said he wouldn't.Brother A said he couldn't offer it at a bank or anywhere else, because he would be arrested on the spot.So they went on disputing till Brother B said he would bet twenty thousand pounds that the man would live thirty days, anyway, on thatmillion, and keep out of jail, too.Brother A took him up.Brother B went down to the Bank and bought that note.Just like an Englishman, you see;pluck to the backbone.Then he dictated a letter, which one of his clerks wrote out in a beautiful round hand, and then the two brothers sat at the window a whole day watching for the right man to give it to.They saw many honest faces go by that were not intelligent enough;many that were intelligent, but not honest enough;many that were both, but the possessors were not poor enough, or, if poor enough, were not strangers.There was always a defect, until I came along;but they agreed that I filled the bill all around;so they elected me unanimously, and there I was now waiting to know why I was called in.They began to ask me questions about myself, and pretty soon they had my story.Finally they told me I would answer their purpose.I said I was sincerely glad, and asked what it was.Then one of them handed me an envelope, and said I would find the explanation inside.I was going to open it, but he said no;take it to my lodgings, and look it over carefully, and not be hasty or rash.I was puzzled, and wanted to discuss the matter a little further, but they didn't;so I took my leave, feeling hurt and insulted to be made the butt of what was apparently some kind of a practical joke, and yet obliged to put up with it, not being in circumstances to resent affronts from rich and strong folk.< 3 >I would have picked up the pear now and eaten it before all the world, but it was gone;so I had lost that by this unlucky business, and the thought of it did not soften my feeling towards those men.As soon as I was out of sight of that house I opened my envelope, and saw that it contained money!My opinion of those people changed, I can tell you!I lost not a moment, but shoved note and money into my vest pocket, and broke for thenearest cheap eating house.Well, how I did eat!When at last I couldn't hold any more, I took out my money and unfolded it, took one glimpse and nearly fainted.Five millions of dollars!Why, it made my head swim.I must have sat there stunned and blinking at the note as much as a minute before I came rightly to myself again.The first thing I noticed, then, was the landlord.His eye was on the note, and he was petrified.He was worshiping, with all his body and soul, but he looked as if he couldn't stir hand or foot.I took my cue in a moment, and did the only rational thing there was to do.I reached the note towards him, and said, carelessly: “Give me the change, please.”Then he was restored to his normal condition, and made a thousand apologies for not being able to break the bill, and I couldn't get him to touch it.He wanted to look at it, and keep on looking at it;he couldn't seem to get enough of it to quench the thirst of his eye, but he shrank from touching it as if it had been something too sacred for poor common clay to handle.I said: “I am sorry if it is an inconvenience, but I must insist.Please change it;I haven't anything else.”But he said that wasn't any matter;he was quite willing to let the trifle stand over till another time.I said I might not be in his neighborhood again for a good while;but he said it was of no consequence, he could wait, and, moreover, I could have anything I wanted, any time I chose, and let the account run as long as I pleased.He said he hoped he wasn't afraid to trust as rich a gentleman as I was, merely because I was of a merry disposition, and chose to play larks on the public in the matter of dress.By this time another customer was entering, and the landlord hinted to me to put the monster out of sight;then he bowed me all the way to the door, and I started straight for thathouse and those brothers, to correct the mistake which had been made before the police should hunt me up, and help me do it.I was pretty nervous;in fact, pretty badly frightened, though, of course, I was no way in fault;but I knew men well enough to know that when they find they've given a tramp a million-pound bill when they thought it was a one-pounder, they are in a frantic rage against him instead of quarreling with their own near-sightedness, as they ought.As I approached the house my excitement began to abate, for all was quiet there, which made me feel pretty sure the blunder was not discovered yet.I rang.The same servant appeared.I asked for those gentlemen.< 4 > “They are gone.” This in the lofty, cold way of that fellow's tribe.“Gone? Gone where?”“On a journey.”“But whereabouts?”“To the Continent, I think.”“The Continent?”“Yes, sir.”“Which wayin Egypt and India, I think.”“Man, there's been an immense mistake made.They'll be back before night.Will you tell them I've been here, and that I will keep coming till it's all made right, and they ne edn't be afraid?”“I'll tell them, if they come back, but I am not expecting them.They said you would be here in an hour to make inquiries, but I must tell you it's all right, they'll be here on time and expect you.”So I had to give it up and go away.What a riddle it all was!I was like to lose my mind.They would be here “on time.” What could that mean? Oh, the letter would explain, maybe.I had forgotten the letter;I got it out and read it.This is what it said:“You are an intelligent and honest man, as one may see by your face.We conceive you to be poor and a stranger.Enclosed you will find a sum of money.It is lent to you for thirty days, without interest.Report at this house at the end of that time.I have a bet on you.If I win it you shall have any situation that is in my giftlet it go.They've got a game, or a scheme, or an experiment, of some kind on hand;no way to determine what it islet it go.That disposes of the indeterminable quantities;the remainder of the matter is tangible, solid, and may be classed and labeled with certainty.If I ask the Bank of England to place this bill to the credit of the man it belongs to, they'll do it, for they know him, although I don't;but they will ask me how I came in possession of it, and if I tell the truth, they'll put me in the asylum, naturally, and a lie will land me in jail.The same result would follow if I tried to bank the bill anywhere or to borrow money on it.I have got to carry this immense burden around until those men come back, whether I want to or not.It is useless to me, as useless as a handful of ashes, and yet I must take care of it, and watch over it, while I beg my living.I couldn't give it away, if I should try, for neither honest citizen nor highwayman would accept it or meddle with it for anything.Those brothers are safe.Even if I lose their bill, or burn it, they are still safe, because they can stop payment, and the Bank will make them whole;but meantime I've got to do a month's suffering without wages or profita born fool.Always doing something like this.Drives every millionaire away from this place, because he can't tell a millionaire from a tramp, and never could.Ah, here's the thing I am after.Please get those things off, sir, and throw them in the fire.Do me the favor to put on this shirt and this suit;it's just the thing, the very thingyou may know him, sir, his Serene Highnessthe Hospodar of Halifax;had to leave it with us and take a mourning-suit because his mother was going to diethat is, the way theyLord!look at that, now!Perfectand so on.Before I could get in a word he had measured me, and was giving orders for dress-suits, morning suits, shirts, and all sorts of things.When I got a chance I said:”But, my dear sir, I can't give these orders, unless you can wait indefinitely, or change the bill.“”Indefinitely!It's a weak word, sir, a weak word.Eternallylet me show you out, sir.Therethe accolade, so to speakI mean within my salary.Of course, I couldn't know what my salary was going to be, but I had a good enough basis for an estimate in the fact, that if I won the bet I was to have choice of any situation in that rich old gentleman's gift provided I was competentI could see it without glasses.There was still another guest, an Americanthe--“”Vest-pocket monster? I am, indeed.Don't be afraid to call me by my nickname;I'm used to it.“”Well, well, well, this is a surprise.Once or twice I've seen your own name coupled with the nickname, but it never occurred to me that you could be the Henry Adams referred to.Why, it isn't six months since you were clerking away for Blake Hopkins in Frisco on a salary, and sitting up nights on an extra allowance, helping me arrange and verify the Gould and Curry Extension papers and statistics.The idea of your being in London, and a vast millionaire, and a colossal celebrity!Why, it's the Arabian Nights come again.Man, I can't take it in at all;can't realize it;give me time to settle the whirl in my head.“”The fact is, Lloyd, you are no worse off than I am.I can't realize it myself.“< 12 >”Dear me, it is stunni ng, now isn't it? Why, it's just three months today since we went to the Miners' restaurant--“”No;the What Cheer.“”Right, it was the What Cheer;went there at two in the morning, and had a chop and coffee after a hard six-hours grind over those Extension papers, and I tried to persuade you to come to London with me, and offered to get leave of absence for you and pay all your expenses, and give you something over if I succeeded in making the sale;and you would not listen to me, said I wouldn't succeed, and you couldn't afford to lose the run of business and be no end of time getting the hang of things again when you got back home.And yet here you are.How odd it all is!How did you happen to come, and whatever did give you this incredible start?“”Oh, just an accident.It's a long storylord!I could go down on my knees for it!“He gripped my hand hard, and braced up, and was all right and lively after that for the dinnerthe matter of precedence couldn't be settled, and so there was no dinner.Englishmen always eat dinner before they go out to dinner, because they know the risks they are running;but nobody ever warns the stranger, and so he walks placidly into trap.Of course, nobody was hurt this time, because we had all been to dinner, none of us being novices excepting Hastings, and he having been informed by the minister at the time that he invited him that in deference to the English custom he had not provided any dinner.Everybody took a lady and processioned down to the dining-room, because it is usual to go through the motions;but there the dispute began.The Duke of Shoreditch wanted to take precedence, andsit at the head of the table, holding that he outranked a minister who represented merely a nation and not a monarch;but I stood for my rights, and refused to yield.In the gossip column I ranked all dukes not royal, and said so, and claimed precedence of this one.It couldn't be settled, of course, struggle as we might and did, he finally(and injudiciously)trying to play birth and antiquity, and I ”seeing“ his Conqueror and ”raising“ him with Adam, whose direct posterity I was, as shown by my name, while he was of a collateral branch, as shown by his, and by his recent Norman origin;so we all processioned back to the drawing-room again and had a perpendicular lunchthey don't care whichI did, indeedwell, she blushed till her hair turned red, but she liked it;she said she did.Oh, there was never such an evening!Every time I pegged I put on a postscript;every time she pegged she acknowledged receipt of it, counting the hands the same.Why, I couldn't even say ”Two for his heels“ without adding, ”My, how sweet you do look!“ and she would say, ”Fifteen two, fifteen four, fifteen six, and a pair are eight, and eight are sixteenpeeping out aslant from under her lashes, you know, so sweet and cunning.Oh, it was just too-too!Well, I was perfectly honest and square with her;told her I hadn't a cent in the world but just the million-pound note she'd heard so much talk about, and it didn't belong to me, and that started her curiosity;and then I talked low, and told her the whole history right from the start, and it nearly killed her laughing.What in the nation she could find to laugh about I couldn't see, but there it was;every half-minute some new detail would fetch her, and I would have to stop as much as a minute and a half to give her a chance to settle down again.Why, she laughed herself lamea story of a person's troubles and worries and fearswould itbe quite proper, do you think?“”No, I don't know that it wouldit's just a palace!And in it everything a body could desire, including cosy coal fire and supper standing ready.Henry, it doesn't merely make me realize how rich you are;it makes me realize, to the bone, to the marrow, how poor I amthat is, I hadn't been allowing myself to know it for a while back;but nowoh, would neveryou're hungry;sit down and--“”Not a bite for me;I'm past it.I can't eat, these days;but I'll drink with you till I e!“”Barrel for barrel, I'm with you!Ready? Here we go!Now, then, Lloyd, unr eel your story while I brew.“”Unreel it? What, again?“”Again? What do you mean by that?“”Why, I mean do you want to hear it over again?“”Do I want to hear it over again? This is a puzzler.Wait;don't take any more of that liquid.You don't need it.“”Loo k here, Henry, you alarm me.Didn't I tell you the whole story on the way here?“”You?“”Yes, I.“”I'll be hanged if I heard a word of it.“”Henry, this is a serious thing.It troubles me.What did you take up yonder at the minister's?“< 17 >Then it all flashed on me, and I owned up like a man.”I took the dearest girl in this worldabsolutely penniless, and in debt!“ But a white-hot idea came flaming through my head, and I gripped my jaws together, and calmed myself down till I was as cold as a capitalist.Then I said, in a commercial and self-possessed way:”I will save you, Lloyd--“”Then I'm already saved!God be merciful to you forever!If ever I--“< 18 >”Let me finish, Lloyd.I will save you, but not in that way;for that would not be fair to you, after your hard work, and the risks you've run.I don't need to buy mines;I can keep my capital moving, in a commercial center like London, without that;it's what I'm at, all the time;but here is what I'll do.I know all about that mine, of course;I know its immense value, and can swear to it if anybody wishes it.You shall sell out inside of the fortnight for three millions cash, using my name freely, and we'll divide, share and share alike.“Do you know, he would have danced the furniture to kindling-wood in his insane joy, and broken everything on the place, if I hadn't tripped him up and tied him.Then he lay there, perfectly happy, saying:”I may use your name!Your namewell, it was just lovely of them!< 19 >When the month was up at last, I had a million dollars to my credit in the London and County Bank, and Hastings was fixed in the same way.Dressed at my level best, I drove by the house in Portland Place, judged by the look of things that my birds were home again, went on towards the minister's and got my precious, and we started back, talking salary with all our might.She was so excited and anxious that it made her just intolerably beautiful.I said:“Dearie, the way you're looking it's a crime to strike for asalary a single penny under three thousand a year.”“Henry, Henry, you'll ruin us!”“Don't you be afraid.Just keep up those looks, and trust to me.It'll all come out right.”So, as it turned out, I had to keep bolstering up her courage all the way.She kept pleading with me, and saying:“Oh, please remember that if we ask for too much we may get no salary at all;and then what will become of us, with no way in the world to earn our living?”We were ushered in by that same servant, and there they were, the two old gentlemen.Of course, they were surprised to see that wonderful creature with me, but I said:“It's all right, gentlemen;she is my future stay and helpmate.”And I introduced them to her, and called them by name.It didn't surprise them;they knew I would know enough to consult the directory.They seated us, and were very polite to me, and very solicitous to relieve her from embarrassment, and put her as much at her ease as they could.Then I said:“Gentlemen, I am ready to report.”“We are glad to hear it,” said my man, “for now we can decide the bet which my brother Abel and I made.If you have won for me, you shall have any situation in my gift.Have you the million-pound note?”< 20 >“Here it is, sir,” and I handed it to him.“I've won!” he shouted, and slapped Abel on the back.“Now what do you say, brother?”“I say he did survive, and I've lost twenty thousand pounds.I never would have believed it.”“I've a further report to make,” I said, “and a pretty longone.I want you to let me come soon, and detail my whole month's history;and I promise you it's worth hearing.Meantime, take a look at that.”“What, man!Certificate of deposit for ?00,000.Is it yours?”“Mine.I earned it by thirty days' judicious use of that little loan you let me have.And the only use I made of it was to buy trifles and offer the bill in change.”“Come, this is astonishing!It's incredible, man!”“Never mind, I'll prove it.Don't take my word unsupported.”But now Portia's turn was come to be surprised.Her eyes were spread wide, and she said:“Henry, is that really your money? Have you been fibbing to me?”“I have, indeed, dearie.But you'll forgive me, I know.”She put up an arch pout, and said:“Don't you be so sure.You are a naughty thing to deceive me so!”“Oh, you'll get over it, sweetheart, you'll get over it;it was only fun, you know.Co me, let's be going.”“But wait, wait!The situation, you know.I want to give you the situation,” said my man.“Well,” I said, “I'm just as grateful as I can be, but really I don't want one.”< 21 >“But you can have the very choicest one in my gift.”“Thanks again, with all my heart;but I don't even want that one.”“Henry, I'm ashamed of you.You don't half thank the good gentleman.May I do it for you?”“Indeed, you shall, dear, if you can improve it.Let us see you try.”She walked to my man, got up in his lap, put her arm round his neck, and kissed him right on the mouth.Then the two old gentlemen shouted with laughter, but I was dumfounded, just petrified, as you may say.Portia said:“Papa, he has said you haven't a situation in your gift that he'd take;and I feel just as hurt as--”“My darling, is that your papa?”“Yes;he's my step-papa, and the dearest one that ever was.You understand now, don't you, why I was able to laugh when you told me at the minister's, not knowing my relationships, what trouble and worry papa's and Uncle Abel's scheme was giving you?”Of course, I spoke right up now, without any fooling, and went straight to the point.“Oh, my dearest dear sir, I want to take back what I said.You have got a situation open that I want.”“Name it.”“Son-in-law.”“Well, well, well!But you know, if you haven't ever served in that capacity, you, of course, can't furnish recommendations of a sort to satisfy the conditions of the contract, and so--”“Try me-oh, do, I beg of you!Only just try me thirty or forty years, and if--”“Oh, well, all right;it's but a little thing to ask, take her along.”< 22 >Happy, we two? There are not words enough in the unabridged to describe it.And when London got the whole history, a day or two later, of my month's adventures with that bank-note, and how they ended, did London talk, and have a good time? Yes.My Portia's papa took that friendly and hospitable bill back to the Bank of England and cashed it;thenthe Bank canceled it and made him a present of it, and he gave it to us at our wedding, and it has always hung in its frame in the sacredest place in our home ever since.For it gave me my Portia.But for it I could not have remained in London, would not have appeared at the minister's, never should have met her.And so I always say, “Yes, it's a million-pounder, as you see;but it never made but one purchase in its life, and then got the article for only about a tenth part of its value.”第二篇：《百万英磅》读后感今天，我读了《百万英磅》，《百万英磅》读后感。
美国文学作家及作品汇总
6、WilliamCullenBryant威廉·柯伦·布莱恩特1794-1878
ThePoems1821> <1932诗选:ToaWaterfowl致水鸟-----英语中最完美的短诗> <Thanatopsis死亡随想---受墓园派影响> <TheWhitefootedDeer白蹄鹿> <AForestHymn森林赋> <TheFloodofYears似水流年
23、HenryJames享利·詹姆斯1843-1916
小说：DaisyMiller苔瑟·米乐> <ThePortraitofaLady贵妇人画像> <TheBostonians波士顿人> <TheRealThingandOtherTales真货色及其他故事> <TheWingsoftheDove鸽翼> <TheAmbassadors大使> <TheGoldenBowl金碗
10、HenryDavidThreau亨利·大卫·梭罗1817-1862
Wadden,orLifeintheWoods华腾湖或林中生活> <ResistancetoCivilGovernment> <CivilDisobedience抵制公民政府> <AWeekontheConcordandMerrimackRivers
看不见的女性
设计方面——汽车
INVISIBLE WOMEN
《看不见的女性》中的数字表明：当 女性遭遇车祸时，受重伤的可能性比男性高 出47%，死亡概率增加17%，这都是因为汽 车设计时使用了“普通男性”标准。比如， 开车时，女性往往因为身高较矮，而比男性 坐得更靠前，“偏离标准位置”意味着在正 面碰撞中发生内伤的风险更大。
长久以来，我们将女性定位为偏离标准的 人类，也因此任由女性销声匿迹。是时候改 变视角了。是时候让女性被看见了。
目录
INVISIBLE WOMEN
一、默认的男性 二、看不见的女性 三、看见女性
一、默认的男性
INVISIBLE WOMEN
默认的男性
history
man
fireman
snowman
二、看不见的女性
——学术、生活篇——
INVISIBLE WOMEN
玛蒂尔达效应
1993年美国科学史家罗西特在《科学界的玛蒂 尔达效应》中首次提出。
概念：女性所取得的成就在她们所处的时代被忽 略、淹没或抵制。而在后来的历史中被除名的倾向与现 象。
可分为三类 （1）女性的成就被贬低 （2）女性的成就被忽视 （3）女性的成就被归功于男性
《狂飙》安欣重要的原型之一是湖南女法 官周春梅。
今年的贺岁电影《深海》，男主原型是一 位母亲。
《狂飙》安欣重要的原型之一是湖南女法 官周春梅。
《飞屋环游记》的原型不是老爷爷，而是 一位老奶奶。
今年的贺岁电影《深海》，男主原型是一 位母亲。
《狂飙》安欣重要的原型之一是湖南女法 官周春梅。
看不见的女性 教科书仍然习惯性地将托马斯·亨特·摩根视为发 现性别由染色体而非环境决定的人。 尽管事实上是内蒂·史蒂文斯对黄粉虫的实验证实了 这一点--而且他们之间明明有书信往来，摩根还在其中 询问史蒂文斯的实验细节。
短篇小说The Invisible Japanese Gentlemen的语言特点与翻译策略的选择
短篇小说The Invisible Japanese Gentlemen 的语言特点与翻译策略的选择作者：袁卫民来源：《时代文学·下半月》2014年第08期摘要：由于The Invisible Jaoanese Gentlemen写作语言极具特色，这对该小说的翻译提出了较高的要求，只有依据小说的风格特点，才能做出正确的翻译策略的选择。
关键词：The Invisibk Japanese Gentlemen；语言特色：翻译策略The Invisible Japanese GentleMen是英国著名短篇小说家格雷厄姆·格林的一篇短篇小说。
小说情节简单，但其极具风格化的语言特点，使小说小中见大，意味深长。
这对翻译这篇小说提出了挑战，因此必须根据小说的语言风格来对翻译策略作出正确的选择。
一、风格化的语言1.标题的多义指涉小说标题The Invisible Japanese Gentlemen让人想起小说Invisible Men（1897）by inH.G.Wells，Invisible Men（1952）by Ralph EUison，以及电影Invisible Men（2007）by David S.Goyer。
更让人想起日本文化特有的忍者特技——隐身术。
同时，小说标题中“Invisible”与小说中具体的现实内容是不一致的，字面与实际间的巨大反差，就让小说全文带有irony（反讽）的基调。
其实，由“invisible”的构词也可以分析作者要表达的暗含意义。
该词由三部分即“vis”“ible”组成。
“in”是“不”，“vis”是“看”，“ible”是“可能”以及“被”，由此可以推出小說标题不是“日本绅士”真的隐形而是被“视而不见”。
2.风格化的陈述语言小说全文的语言一半是陈述语言，主要是对映衬背景的日本人群体形象刻画，以及作为观者“我”的所感即内心独白。
对日本人刻画使用的是白描手法。
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The Invisible Janpanese Gentlemen 过目不见日本人There were eight Janpense gentlemen having a fish dinner at Bentley‟s.They spoke to each other rarely in their incomprehensible tougue, but always with a courteous smile and often with a small bow. All but one of them wore glasses. Sometimes the pretty girl who sat in the window beyond gave them a passing glance, but her own problem seemed too serious for her to pay real attention to anyone in the world except herself and her companion.八位日本绅士正在本特利餐馆享用鱼餐。
他们偶尔用一种让人难以理解的语言相互交谈，并总是报以礼貌的微笑，还不时地微微躬身致意。
除一个人外，其他七个人都戴着眼镜。
坐在远处窗户边的漂亮姑娘间或扫他们一眼，但她自己的事情似乎太重要了，除了她自己和同伴外，她谁也无暇顾及。
She had thin blonde hair and her face was pretty and petite in a Regency way, oval like a miniature, though she had a harsh way of speaking——perhaps the accent of school, Roedean or Cheltenham Ladies College, which she had not long ago left. She wore a man‟s signet ring on her engagement finger, and as I sat down at my table, with the Japanese gentlemen between us, she said,”So you see we could marry next week.”她有着一头并不浓密的金发，好看的鹅蛋脸有着摄政时期流行的那种娇小玲珑的美丽，就像一幅微型画。
只是她说话有点刺耳——这也许是她刚毕业离开的罗丁或者是切尔滕纳姆女子学院的口音吧。
她左手中指上戴着一枚男式文章戒指。
我在一张餐桌旁坐下，和他们之间隔着那8位日本绅士。
这时就听她说：“你看，咱们下周就可以结婚了。
”“Yes?”Her companion appeared a little distraught. He refilled their glasses with Chablis and said,”Of course, but Mother…”I missed some of the conversation then, because the eldest Japanese gentleman leant across the table, with a smile and a little bow, and uttered a whole paragraph like the mutter from an aviary, while everyone bent towards him and smiled and listened, and I couldn ‟t help attending to him my self“是吗？”她的同伴显出些许不安。
他往杯子里添了点夏布利酒，说：“当然可以，可我妈……”我没听见他们下面的谈话，因为这时餐桌旁最年长的日本绅士微笑着鞠了一躬，欠着身说了老长一段话。
他的讲话就像大鸟笼子里传出的叽喳声。
其余的人都朝他探着身子，面带笑容听他讲述。
我自己也禁不住想听他在说些什么。
The girl’s fiance resembled her physically. I could see them as two miniatures hanging side by side on white wood panels. He should have been a young officer in Nelson‟s navy in the days when a certain weakness and sensitivity were no bar to promotion.姑娘的未婚夫外表和她很像。
我可以想象出他俩像两幅微型画似的并排挂在白木护壁板上。
他或许可以成为纳尔逊海军部队里的一名年轻军官。
在纳尔逊那个时代，有些文弱、有些敏感并不会成为晋升的障碍。
She said,”They are giving me an advance of five hundred pounds,and they‟ve sold the paperback rights already.” The hard commercial declaration came as a shock to me; it was a shock too that she was one of my own professsion. She couldn‟t have been more than twenty. She deserverd better of life.她说：“他们要预付给我500英镑的版税，而且已经把平装本的版权卖掉了。
”这么直白的商人口吻令我震惊；我感到震惊还因为她居然是我的同行。
她最多不过20岁，应该享受更好的生活。
H e said,”But my uncle…”“You know you don‟t get on with him. This way we shall be quite independent.”“You will be independent,”he said grudgingly.10“The wine-trade wouldn‟t really suit you, would it? I spoke to my publisher about you and there‟s a very good chance… if you began with some reading…”“But I don‟t kno w a thing about books.”“I would help you at the start.”“My mother says that writing is a good crutch…”Five hundred pounds and half paperback rights is a pretty solid crutch,” she said.“This Chablis is good, isn‟t it?“I daresay.”她说：“可是我舅舅……”“你知道你跟他合不来；而且这样的话我们就可以彻底独立了。
”“你倒是独立了，”他不大情愿地说。
“葡萄酒生意不一定真的适合你，对吧？我和出版商谈到过你，只要你开始读点书……就有很好的机会……”“可我对书一窍不通啊。
”“开头我先带着你呀。
”“我妈说写作是门不错的副业……”“500英镑和平装本一半的版权——这可是相当可观的副业。
”她说。
“这夏布利酒还可以吧？”“还行。
”I began to change my opinion of him——he had not the Nelson touch. He was doomed to defeat. She came alongside and raked him fore and aft. “ Do you know what Mr.Dwight said?”“Who’s Dwight?”“Darling, you don‟t listen, do you? My publisher. He said he hadn‟t read a first novel in the last years which showed such powers of observation.我对他的看法开始变了——他根本就没有纳尔逊的气质。
他是注定了要失败的。
她来到他身旁，从头到尾扫视了他一遍。
“你知道德怀特先生怎么说吗？”“德怀特是谁啊？”“亲爱的，你在听吗？他是我的出版商呀。
他说，他有10年没有读过观察力如此敏锐的处女作了。
”“That‟s wonderful,” he said sadly, “wonderful.”“Only he wants me to change the title.”“Yes?”“He does’t like The Ever-Rolling Stream. He wants to call it The Chelsea Set.”“what did you say?”25“I agreed. I do think that with a first novel one should try to keep one‟s publisher happy. Especially when, really, he‟s going to pay for our marriage, isn‟t he?”“好，”他黯然道，“好极了。
”“只是他希望我把书名改一改。
”“哦？”“他不喜欢《潺潺的小溪》这个书名。
他想改成《切尔西德名流》。
”“你怎么说？”“我当然同意啦。
而且我也认为出版处女作的时候千万不能得罪出版商。
更何况咱俩结婚的钱还得要靠他呢，是吧？”“I see what you mean.” Absent-mindedly, he tirred his Chablis with a fork——perhapsbefore the engagement he had always bought champagne. The Japanese gentlemen had finished their fish and with very little English but with elaborate courtesy they were ordering from the middle-aged waitress a fresh fruit salad. The girl looked at them, and then she looked against any future based on a first novel called The Chelsea Set. I was on the side of his mother. It was a humiliating thought, but I was probably about her mother‟s age.“我明白了。