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0ne afternoon in the late autumn a well-dressed old man was walking slowly down the street. He appeared to be returning home from a walk, for his buckle-shoes, which followed a fashion long since out of date, were covered with dust.
他腋下夹着一条细长的金头藤手杖,神态安详自如,时而瞅瞅周围的风景,时而望望面前山下静卧在落日余晖中的城市。他满头银发,奇怪的是一双眼睛却依然黑黝黝的,恰似那业已逝去的青春韶华,如今全都躲藏在了他的这双眼睛里。
Under his arm he carried a long, gold-headed cane; his dark eyes, in which the whole of his long-lost youth seemed to have centred, and which contrasted strangely with his snow-white hair, gazed calmly on the sights around him or peered into the town below as it lay before him, bathed in the haze of sunset. He appeared to be almost a stranger, for of the passers-by only a few greeted him, although many a one involuntarily was compelled to gaze into those grave eyes.
终于,他在一幢带三角墙的高大楼房前停下来,掉头再望望下边的城市,然后就跨进门厅里去了。门铃响过以后,房里能看清门厅的一个窥视孔后的绿色帘子拉开了,出现了一张老妇人的脸。老人举起手杖来向她致意。
At last he halted before a high, gabled house, cast one more glance out toward the town, and then passed into the hall. At the sound of the door-bell some one in the room within drew aside the green curtain from a small window that looked out on to the hall, and the face of an old woman was seen behind it. The man made a sign to her with his cane.
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