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书名:小公主:A LITTLE PRINCESS(英文原版)pdf/doc/txt格式电子书下载

推荐语:一部灰姑娘式的儿童小说。

作者:(美)弗兰西斯·H·伯内特(FrancesHodgsonBurnett)著

出版社:天津人民出版社

出版时间:2016-02-01

书籍编号:30222493

ISBN:9787201100302

正文语种:英文

字数:57694

版次:1

所属分类:外语学习-英语读物

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小公主:A LITTLE PRINCESS(英文原版)pdf/doc/txt格式电子书下载

小公主:A LITTLE PRINCESS(英文原版)pdf/doc/txt格式电子书下载

THE WHOLE OF THE STORY


I do not know whether many people realize how much more than is ever written there really is in a story—how many parts of it are never told—how much more really happened than there is in the book one holds in one\'s hand and pores over.Stories are something like letters.When a letter is written,how often one remembers things omitted and says,“Ah,why did I not tell them that?”In writing a book one relates all that one remembers at the time,and if one told all that really happened perhaps the book would never end.Between the lines of every story there is another story,and that is one that is never heard and can only be guessed at by the people who are good at guessing.The person who writes the story may never know all of it,but sometimes he does and wishes he had the chance to begin again.


When I wrote the story of“Sara Crewe”I guessed that a great deal more had happened at Miss Minchin\'s than I had had time to find out just then.I knew,of course,that there must have been chapters full of things going on all[vi] the time; and when I began to make a play out of the book and called it“A Little Princess,”I discovered three acts full of things.What interested me most was that I found that there had been girls at the school whose names I had not even known before.There was a little girl whose name was Lottie,who was an amusing little person; there was a hungry scullery-maid who was Sara\'s adoring friend; Ermengarde was much more entertaining than she had seemed at first; things happened in the garret which had never been hinted at in the book; and a certain gentleman whose name was Melchisedec was an intimate friend of Sara\'s who should never have been left out of the story if he had only walked into it in time.He and Becky and Lottie lived at Miss Minchin\'s,and I cannot understand why they did not mention themselves to me at first.They were as real as Sara,and it was careless of them not to come out of the story shadowland and say,“Here I am—tell about me.”But they did not—which was their fault and not mine.People who live in the story one is writing ought to come forward at the beginning and tap the writing person on the shoulder and say,“Hallo,what about me?”If they don\'t,no one can be blamed but themselves and their slouching,idle ways.


After the play of“A Little Princess”was produced in New York,and so many children went to see it and liked Becky and Lottie and Melchisedec,my publishers asked[vii] me if I could not write Sara\'s story over again and put into it all the things and people who had been left out before,and so I have done it; and when I began I found there were actually pages and pages of things which had happened that had never been put even into the play,so in this new“Little Princess”I have put all I have been able to discover.


FRANCES HODGSON BURNETT

Chapter 1


Sara


Once on a dark winter\'s day,when the yellow fog hung so thick and heavy in the streets of London that the lamps were lighted and the shop windows blazed with gas as they do at night,an odd-looking little girl sat in a cab with her father and was driven rather slowly through the big thoroughfares.


She sat with her feet tucked under her,and leaned against her father,who held her in his arm,as she stared out of the window at the passing people with a queer old-fashioned thoughtfulness in her big eyes.


She was such a little girl that one did not expect to see such a look on her small face.It would have been an old look for a child of twelve,and Sara Crewe was only seven.The fact was,however,that she was always dreaming and thinking odd things and could not herself remember any time when she had not been thinking things about grown-up people and the world they belonged to.She felt as if she had lived a long,long time.


At this moment she was remembering the voyage she had just made from Bombay with her father,Captain Crewe.She was thinking of the big ship,of the Lascars passing silently to and fro on it,of the children playing about on the hot deck,and of some young officers’ wives who used to try to make her talk to them and laugh at the things she said.


Principally,she was thinking of what a queer thing it was that at one time one was in India in the blazing sun,and then in the middle of the ocean,and then driving in a strange vehicle through strange streets where the day was as dark as the night.She found this so puzzling that she moved closer to her father.


“Papa,”she said in a low,mysterious little voice which was almost a whisper,“papa.”


“What is it,darling?”Captain Crewe answered,holding her closer and looking down into her face.“What is Sara thinking of?”


“Is this the place?”Sara whispered,cuddling still closer to him.“Is it,papa?”


“Yes,little Sara,it is.We have reached it at last.”And though she was only seven years old,she knew that he felt sad when he said it.


It seemed to her many years since he had begun to prepare her mind for“the place,”as she always called it.Her mother had died when she was born,so she had never know

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