六個短篇故事Six Short Stories
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Wilde， Oscar 著
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A wild young woman is accused of murder，a Hawaiianman finds a mysterious bottle，a fisherman sells his soulfor the love of a mermaid，a chair comes to life. There’s nothing like a good short story for a free afternoon. Macmillan’s Stories to Remember series introduces newreaders to famous stories whose quality andentertainment value have stood the test of time. Thebooks are abridged and simplified，but，as much aspossible，the author’s original style and the storyline hasbeen retained. They are suitable for non-native speakersof English from lower intermediate level upwards，as wellas providing an easy introduction to the great storytellersfor young native speakers.The series is divided intoJunior and Senior tiltes；the former are rather shorter andset in a larger typeface. For a full list of titles，see inside.
THE BAGMAN'S STORYMALACHI'S COVETHE FISHERMAN AND HIS SOULTHE BOTTLE IMPTHE MELANCHOLY HUSSAR OF THE GERMAN LEGIONTHE COUNTRY OF THE BLINDNOTES AND QUESTIONS
No oneknew her age：some said she was ten，and othersswore she was twenty-five-but the reader may beallowed to know that at this time she had justpassed her twentieth birthday.The old people ad-mired Mally because she was so good to her grand-father； but she had no friends among people ofherown age.They said that she was fierce and bad-tempered，and was never polite to anyone.Theyoung men did not care for her，and made fun ofher clothes-and she certainly looked untidy andshabby all the time. Even on Sundays， when shewent to church，she wore the same thick red woollenskirt and brown jacket as she wore every day of theweek；and she was often without shoes or stockings. People said that old Glos was rich，and thatMally could have proper clothes ifshe wished. Mr.Polwarth，the parson，went down the rocks to visitthe old man sometimes，and on one occasion hemade a suggestion that Mally should have some newclothes. But old Glos turned upon him so angrilywhen he made a reference to money that Mr.Polwarth had to give the matter up and Mallycontinued to- come to church in her short red skirty，and with her long hair hanging round her face.There was no doubt，however，that Mally was avery hard worker，and it was surprising how muchseaweed she and the-donkey carried up the cliff path every day.Old Glos had never collected half asmuch. No one ever heard Mally Trenglos com-plain of her work，but about this time she washeard to make loud complaints about some of herneighbours. Now， the reason for her complaint was as fol-lows.The place in which she collected hei sea-weed was a little cove，the people called it Mala-chi’s Cove，because old Glos had lived there for solong. This cove could only be reached by thepath from the top of the cliff down to TrenYglos-shut. When the sea was out，the width of the covewas about two hundred yards，and when the tidecame in the water rushed into the cove，bringingwith it a plentiful supply ofseaweed.The task ofgetting the weed from the waves was often difficultand dangerous-so difficult that much of it wasleft to be carried away by the next tide. Mally certainly did not gather half the staweedthat was there-but even so，when others came intothe cove and began collecting it，too，she was veryangry. She and her grandfather had an idea thatthe path to the cove was their property： they hadmade it，with much hard toil：and now，when shesaw big farmers’ lads coming down with their don-keys，she screamed and shouted at them to goaway. ……
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