动物油画
儿童画
水果装饰画
郁金香油画
炼狱”般的体能训练创造了许多中国乃至世界之最：小分队负重20公斤进行武装5公里越野，只用了17分钟，比一般部队快了7分钟；队员跨越设有4米高天梯、5米软梯、40米长钢丝索道等具有国际军体水平的十大障碍，只用了2分10秒，比一般部队提前4分钟；建制连队海上5公里游泳队形整齐，完成全程不到2小时……
“炼狱”训练的第二关是专业技能。中国海军陆战队员是多面手，人人都练就了十八般武艺，他们必须熟练掌握班组战术、驾驶、射击、爆破、潜水、机滑降、跳伞、潜水、通信、擒拿格斗等专业技能。
oil painting
侦察兵还要学会“劫车捕俘”，即从飞速行驶的摩托车上纵身跃入行驶中的卡车驾驶室，将敌人击败擒拿。此外，队员们还要学习微电子、自动控制、遥测遥控、航天航空等多门高新科学知识和电子战、心理战、信息战等现代作战样式。 两栖侦察队号称海军陆战队的“队中之队”，队员的别称是“蛙人”，他们的训练堪称“魔鬼式训练”。在水下求生训练中，“蛙人”被绑住手脚扔进水里，他们必须想方设法浮出水面呼吸氧气。在进行携带氧气瓶潜水训练时，教练常常会拔掉“蛙人”的氧气管，或关掉供氧旋钮，或扯掉氧气罩。这是训练“蛙人”在水下换气的技巧，“蛙人”们必须自己解决在无氧条件下的生存问题。就是这种残酷的训练使中国“蛙人”练就了超凡的水下求生本领。
Friday, March 28, 2008
Thursday, March 27, 2008
无框画油画
无框画油画
裁剪缝纫班。俘管所为越俘购买了缝纫机和必要的原料，从地方请来了缝纫师傅任教，结合越南喜爱的服装样式，教越俘学习裁剪和缝纫技术。由于越南农村大都是手工缝制衣服，因此这项技术很受越俘欢迎。他们学的很认真，打算回国后开个缝纫店。经过一年的学习，４０％的越俘学会了裁剪和缝纫技术，６０％的越俘能缝纫、缝补和修改衣服。１９８９年２月４日，国际红十字会代表团到收容所参观访问时，３名越俘进行了现场表演，并把当场缝制的５件衬衣送给了代表团。当代表团的奥利维尔表示感谢时，越俘何文昌说：“不应感谢我，是中国政府和军队把我这个俘虏培养成缝纫师的，我从内心里感谢他们。”奥利维尔又对我方人员说：
oil painting “你们组织学习谋生技能，很受俘虏欢迎。” 医疗班。由俘管所军医任教，传授中国针灸技术和中草药的采集、性能和常见病的配方等，室内讲解后，到室外实地作业，收效显著。大部分越俘学会了用中草药配方治病。国际红十字会代表团的一名大夫感慨地说：“中国的针灸和中草药在世界上很闻名，学会一两项回去后会有所作为的。” 人工菌种植班。俘管所从地方请来师傅，传授人工菌栽培技术，仅两个月就有６０％的越俘学会了这项技术，并能单独种出人工菌。
抽象油画
风景油画
花卉油画
裁剪缝纫班。俘管所为越俘购买了缝纫机和必要的原料，从地方请来了缝纫师傅任教，结合越南喜爱的服装样式，教越俘学习裁剪和缝纫技术。由于越南农村大都是手工缝制衣服，因此这项技术很受越俘欢迎。他们学的很认真，打算回国后开个缝纫店。经过一年的学习，４０％的越俘学会了裁剪和缝纫技术，６０％的越俘能缝纫、缝补和修改衣服。１９８９年２月４日，国际红十字会代表团到收容所参观访问时，３名越俘进行了现场表演，并把当场缝制的５件衬衣送给了代表团。当代表团的奥利维尔表示感谢时，越俘何文昌说：“不应感谢我，是中国政府和军队把我这个俘虏培养成缝纫师的，我从内心里感谢他们。”奥利维尔又对我方人员说：
oil painting “你们组织学习谋生技能，很受俘虏欢迎。” 医疗班。由俘管所军医任教，传授中国针灸技术和中草药的采集、性能和常见病的配方等，室内讲解后，到室外实地作业，收效显著。大部分越俘学会了用中草药配方治病。国际红十字会代表团的一名大夫感慨地说：“中国的针灸和中草药在世界上很闻名，学会一两项回去后会有所作为的。” 人工菌种植班。俘管所从地方请来师傅，传授人工菌栽培技术，仅两个月就有６０％的越俘学会了这项技术，并能单独种出人工菌。
抽象油画
风景油画
花卉油画
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
装饰画欣赏
装饰画欣赏
儿童画
水果装饰画
郁金香油画
国防部报告以中国从国外采购高技术军备为证，声称中国在"加快"提升武器系统的质量。但新加坡的防务分析人士理查德·比青格认为，中国的采购活动其实很平凡。他撰文称："别提什么转型或交互跃进，中国只不过是在加紧'奋起直追'。"
过去几年里，中国从俄罗斯购买军备的数量实际上下降了90%，大宗海军采购则似乎已经停止。
中国增加军费开支也有合理的理由，连美国国家情报总监迈克尔·麦康奈尔最近都对国会说，中国扩充军备与其所处的客观形势相称(据说他还曾试图阻止五角大楼发布那份危言耸听的总结报告)，其他许多权威人士也持类似观点此外，中国的周边国家相当棘手。北京要对付的不仅仅是离岸不远的美国舰队。在中国四个拥有核武器的邻国--俄罗斯、印度、巴基斯坦与朝鲜中，有两个国家(俄罗斯和印度)的军费开支与中国几乎相等(没有核武器的日本亦如此)，而且至少有两个国家(巴基斯坦和朝鲜)的局势存在潜在的不稳定因素。
oil painting
五角大楼的报告指出，中国对其邻国有不明意图。然而近年来，北京在本地区的行为一直较为温和：它解决了与六个邻国的边境争端，加入或创建多边组织，并且成为不断壮大的亚洲贸易和投资网络的中心。中国的战略意图不仅没有什么不确定的，而且似乎相对清晰和稳定：推动和平与繁荣。
儿童画
水果装饰画
郁金香油画
国防部报告以中国从国外采购高技术军备为证，声称中国在"加快"提升武器系统的质量。但新加坡的防务分析人士理查德·比青格认为，中国的采购活动其实很平凡。他撰文称："别提什么转型或交互跃进，中国只不过是在加紧'奋起直追'。"
过去几年里，中国从俄罗斯购买军备的数量实际上下降了90%，大宗海军采购则似乎已经停止。
中国增加军费开支也有合理的理由，连美国国家情报总监迈克尔·麦康奈尔最近都对国会说，中国扩充军备与其所处的客观形势相称(据说他还曾试图阻止五角大楼发布那份危言耸听的总结报告)，其他许多权威人士也持类似观点此外，中国的周边国家相当棘手。北京要对付的不仅仅是离岸不远的美国舰队。在中国四个拥有核武器的邻国--俄罗斯、印度、巴基斯坦与朝鲜中，有两个国家(俄罗斯和印度)的军费开支与中国几乎相等(没有核武器的日本亦如此)，而且至少有两个国家(巴基斯坦和朝鲜)的局势存在潜在的不稳定因素。
oil painting
五角大楼的报告指出，中国对其邻国有不明意图。然而近年来，北京在本地区的行为一直较为温和：它解决了与六个邻国的边境争端，加入或创建多边组织，并且成为不断壮大的亚洲贸易和投资网络的中心。中国的战略意图不仅没有什么不确定的，而且似乎相对清晰和稳定：推动和平与繁荣。
Monday, March 24, 2008
郁金香油画
郁金香油画
装饰画欣赏
无框画油画
抽象油画
米格一21的发动机的水平，这成为制约飞机制造业进步的最大障碍。当时中国同西欧还有着合作抗苏的战略合作关系，便决定从世界最老牌的喷气式发动机制造公司——英国罗尔斯一罗伊斯公司引进“斯贝”MK一202涡扇发动机，然后由国内进行仿造。1975年引进该发动机专利的谈判成功，翌年中国红旗机械厂负责开始试制。1979年仿造“斯贝”的“涡扇一9”完成装配，随后又到英国高空台上作了高空性能、功能、再点火试验。不过，由于当时国内材料技术落后一时难以弥补，英国转让技术又有很大保留，最早问世的“涡扇一9”发动机实际上是英国生产的零件组装而成，国内的设备、材料都达不到要求。
提出从英国引进发动机并很快实现国产化的设想，是中国航.空部门根据50年代短期便成功引进苏联产品生产技术的经验所做出。过去苏联虽有大国沙文主义，毕竟因意识形态相同还讲些国际主义，提供的技术全面且从未收过专利费。50年代主管经济工作的中共副主席陈云在80年代回顾这段历史时曾感叹说：“那时他们对我们的援助是真心诚意的。比方说，苏联造两台机器，他们一台，我们一台。那真是援助，体现了苏联人民对我们的情谊。”英国和其它国家的企业则完全是从实利角度处理对华问题，内心根本不希望中国强大，中国想从那里引进先进的关键技术并自主掌握是极难办到的。
装饰画欣赏
无框画油画
抽象油画
米格一21的发动机的水平，这成为制约飞机制造业进步的最大障碍。当时中国同西欧还有着合作抗苏的战略合作关系，便决定从世界最老牌的喷气式发动机制造公司——英国罗尔斯一罗伊斯公司引进“斯贝”MK一202涡扇发动机，然后由国内进行仿造。1975年引进该发动机专利的谈判成功，翌年中国红旗机械厂负责开始试制。1979年仿造“斯贝”的“涡扇一9”完成装配，随后又到英国高空台上作了高空性能、功能、再点火试验。不过，由于当时国内材料技术落后一时难以弥补，英国转让技术又有很大保留，最早问世的“涡扇一9”发动机实际上是英国生产的零件组装而成，国内的设备、材料都达不到要求。
提出从英国引进发动机并很快实现国产化的设想，是中国航.空部门根据50年代短期便成功引进苏联产品生产技术的经验所做出。过去苏联虽有大国沙文主义，毕竟因意识形态相同还讲些国际主义，提供的技术全面且从未收过专利费。50年代主管经济工作的中共副主席陈云在80年代回顾这段历史时曾感叹说：“那时他们对我们的援助是真心诚意的。比方说，苏联造两台机器，他们一台，我们一台。那真是援助，体现了苏联人民对我们的情谊。”英国和其它国家的企业则完全是从实利角度处理对华问题，内心根本不希望中国强大，中国想从那里引进先进的关键技术并自主掌握是极难办到的。
Sunday, March 23, 2008
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oil painting from picture
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claude monet painting
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Helen her eye followed to the door; it was for her
she a second time breathed a sad sigh; for her she wiped a tear from
her cheek.
On reaching the bedroom, we heard the voice of Miss Scatcherd:
she was examining drawers; she had just pulled out Helen Burns's,
and when we entered Helen was greeted with a sharp reprimand, and told
that to-morrow she should have half a dozen of untidily folded
articles pinned to her shoulder.
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'My things were indeed in shameful disorder,' murmured Helen to me,
in a low voice: 'I intended to have arranged them, but I forgot.'
Next morning, Miss Scatcherd wrote in conspicuous characters on a
piece of pasteboard the word 'Slattern,' and bound it like a
phylactery round Helen's large, mild, intelligent, and
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claude monet painting
mona lisa painting
Helen her eye followed to the door; it was for her
she a second time breathed a sad sigh; for her she wiped a tear from
her cheek.
On reaching the bedroom, we heard the voice of Miss Scatcherd:
she was examining drawers; she had just pulled out Helen Burns's,
and when we entered Helen was greeted with a sharp reprimand, and told
that to-morrow she should have half a dozen of untidily folded
articles pinned to her shoulder.
oil paintings
'My things were indeed in shameful disorder,' murmured Helen to me,
in a low voice: 'I intended to have arranged them, but I forgot.'
Next morning, Miss Scatcherd wrote in conspicuous characters on a
piece of pasteboard the word 'Slattern,' and bound it like a
phylactery round Helen's large, mild, intelligent, and
Thursday, March 20, 2008
装饰画
装饰画
生活问答
the last supper painting
picture of the last supper
her handkerchief over her lips, as if to
smooth away the involuntary smile that curled them; she gave the
order, however, and when the first class could take in what was
required of them, they obeyed. Leaning a little back on my bench, I
could see the looks and grimaces with which they commented on this
manoeuvre: it was a pity Mr. Brocklehurst could not see them too; he
would perhaps have felt that, whatever he might do with the outside of
the cup and platter, the inside was further beyond his interference
than he imagined.
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He scrutinised the reverse of these living medals some five
minutes, then pronounced sentence. These words fell like the knell
of doom-
'All those top-knots must be cut off.'
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the last supper painting
picture of the last supper
her handkerchief over her lips, as if to
smooth away the involuntary smile that curled them; she gave the
order, however, and when the first class could take in what was
required of them, they obeyed. Leaning a little back on my bench, I
could see the looks and grimaces with which they commented on this
manoeuvre: it was a pity Mr. Brocklehurst could not see them too; he
would perhaps have felt that, whatever he might do with the outside of
the cup and platter, the inside was further beyond his interference
than he imagined.
oil paintings
He scrutinised the reverse of these living medals some five
minutes, then pronounced sentence. These words fell like the knell
of doom-
'All those top-knots must be cut off.'
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Jack Vettriano Painting
Jack Vettriano Painting
Rembrandt Painting
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Gustav Klimt Painting
Helen heard me patiently to the end: I expected she would then make
a remark, but she said nothing.
'Well,' I asked impatiently, 'is passive way: I make no effort; I follow as inclination
guides me. There is and I thought what a pity
it was that, with his integrity and conscientiousness, he could see no
farther than the prerogatives of the crown. If he had but been able to
look to a distance, and see how what they caleasy to be careful.'
'For you I have no doubt it is. I observed you in your class this
morning, and saw you were closely I read when I should learn my
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lessons; I have no method; and sometimes I say, like you, I cannot
bear to be subjected to systematic arrangementsduty to bear it, if you could not avoid it:
it is weak and silly to say you cannot bear what it is your fate to be
required to bear.' dislike her; I should
resist her. If she struck me with that rod, I
Rembrandt Painting
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Gustav Klimt Painting
Helen heard me patiently to the end: I expected she would then make
a remark, but she said nothing.
'Well,' I asked impatiently, 'is passive way: I make no effort; I follow as inclination
guides me. There is and I thought what a pity
it was that, with his integrity and conscientiousness, he could see no
farther than the prerogatives of the crown. If he had but been able to
look to a distance, and see how what they caleasy to be careful.'
'For you I have no doubt it is. I observed you in your class this
morning, and saw you were closely I read when I should learn my
oil paintings
lessons; I have no method; and sometimes I say, like you, I cannot
bear to be subjected to systematic arrangementsduty to bear it, if you could not avoid it:
it is weak and silly to say you cannot bear what it is your fate to be
required to bear.' dislike her; I should
resist her. If she struck me with that rod, I
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Decorative painting
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Famous painting
unsatisfied hunger which gnawed me within, delivered myself up to
the employment of watching and thinking. My reflections were too
undefined and fragmentary to merit record: I hardly yet knew where I
was; Gateshead and my past life seemed floated away to an immeasurable
distance; the present was vague and strange, and of the future I could
form no conjecture. I looked round the convent-like garden, and then
up at the house- a large building,
oil paintings half of which seemed grey and
old, the other half quite new. The new part, containing the schoolroom
and dormitory, was lit by mullioned and latticed windows, which gave
it a church-like aspect; a stone tablet over the door bore this
inscription-
Decorative painting
Famous artist painting
Famous painting
unsatisfied hunger which gnawed me within, delivered myself up to
the employment of watching and thinking. My reflections were too
undefined and fragmentary to merit record: I hardly yet knew where I
was; Gateshead and my past life seemed floated away to an immeasurable
distance; the present was vague and strange, and of the future I could
form no conjecture. I looked round the convent-like garden, and then
up at the house- a large building,
oil paintings half of which seemed grey and
old, the other half quite new. The new part, containing the schoolroom
and dormitory, was lit by mullioned and latticed windows, which gave
it a church-like aspect; a stone tablet over the door bore this
inscription-
Sunday, March 16, 2008
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油画直销网
Decorative painting
Famous artist painting
Famous painting
I began to feel that we were getting very far indeed from
Gateshead: we ceased to pass through towns; the country changed; great
grey hills heaved up round the horizon: as twilight deepened, we
descended a valley, dark with wood, and long after night had
overclouded the prospect, I heard a wild wind rushing amongst trees.
Lulled by the sound, I at last dropped asleep; I had not long
oil paintings
slumbered when the sudden cessation of motion awoke me; the coach-door
was open, and a person like a servant was standing at it: I saw her
face and dress by the light of the lamps.
'Is there a little girl called Jane Eyre here?' she asked. I
answered 'Yes', and was then lifted out; my trunk was handed down, and
the coach instantly drove away.
Decorative painting
Famous artist painting
Famous painting
I began to feel that we were getting very far indeed from
Gateshead: we ceased to pass through towns; the country changed; great
grey hills heaved up round the horizon: as twilight deepened, we
descended a valley, dark with wood, and long after night had
overclouded the prospect, I heard a wild wind rushing amongst trees.
Lulled by the sound, I at last dropped asleep; I had not long
oil paintings
slumbered when the sudden cessation of motion awoke me; the coach-door
was open, and a person like a servant was standing at it: I saw her
face and dress by the light of the lamps.
'Is there a little girl called Jane Eyre here?' she asked. I
answered 'Yes', and was then lifted out; my trunk was handed down, and
the coach instantly drove away.
Friday, March 14, 2008
Mary Cassatt painting
Mary Cassatt painting
the last supper painting
picture of the last supper
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parlour; ten minutes I stood in agitated hesitation;
the vehement ringing of the breakfast-room bell decided me; I must
enter.
'Who could want me?' I asked inwardly, as with both hands I
turned the stiff door-handle, which, for a second or two, resisted
my efforts. 'What should I see besides Aunt Reed in the apartment?-
a man or a woman?' The handle turned, the door unclosed, and passing
through and curtseying low, I looked up at- a black pillar!- such,
at least, appeared to me, at first sight, the straight, narrow,
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sable-clad shape standing erect on the rug: the grim face at the top
was like a carved mask, placed above the shaft by way of capital.
Mrs. Reed occupied her usual seat by the fireside; she made a
the last supper painting
picture of the last supper
leonardo da vinci last supper painting
parlour; ten minutes I stood in agitated hesitation;
the vehement ringing of the breakfast-room bell decided me; I must
enter.
'Who could want me?' I asked inwardly, as with both hands I
turned the stiff door-handle, which, for a second or two, resisted
my efforts. 'What should I see besides Aunt Reed in the apartment?-
a man or a woman?' The handle turned, the door unclosed, and passing
through and curtseying low, I looked up at- a black pillar!- such,
at least, appeared to me, at first sight, the straight, narrow,
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sable-clad shape standing erect on the rug: the grim face at the top
was like a carved mask, placed above the shaft by way of capital.
Mrs. Reed occupied her usual seat by the fireside; she made a
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'No; I should not like to belong to poor people,' was my reply.
'Not even if they were kind to you?'
I shook my head: I could not see how poor people had the means of
being kind; and then to learn to speak like them, to adopt their
manners, to be uneducated, to grow up like one of the poor women I saw
sometimes nursing their children or washing their clothes at the
cottage doors of the village of Gateshead: no, I was not heroic enough
to purchase liberty at the price of caste.
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'But are your relatives so very poor? Are they working people?'
'I cannot tell; Aunt Reed says if I have any, they must be a
beggarly set: I should not like to go a-begging.'
'Would you like to go to school?'
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synonymous with degradation.
'No; I should not like to belong to poor people,' was my reply.
'Not even if they were kind to you?'
I shook my head: I could not see how poor people had the means of
being kind; and then to learn to speak like them, to adopt their
manners, to be uneducated, to grow up like one of the poor women I saw
sometimes nursing their children or washing their clothes at the
cottage doors of the village of Gateshead: no, I was not heroic enough
to purchase liberty at the price of caste.
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'But are your relatives so very poor? Are they working people?'
'I cannot tell; Aunt Reed says if I have any, they must be a
beggarly set: I should not like to go a-begging.'
'Would you like to go to school?'
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greatly strengthened the bad opinion Bessie and Miss Abbot
were disposed to entertain of me. The fact is, I was a trifle beside
myself; or rather out of myself, as the French would say: I was
conscious that a moment's mutiny had already rendered me liable to
strange penalties, and, like any other rebel slave, I felt resolved,
in my desperation, to go all lengths.
'Hold her arms, Miss Abbot: she's like a mad cat.'
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'For shame! for shame!' cried the lady's-maid. 'What shocking
conduct, Miss Eyre, to strike a young gentleman, your benefactress's
son! Your young master.'
'Master! How is he my master? Am I a servant?'
'No; you are less than a servant, for you do nothing for your keep
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greatly strengthened the bad opinion Bessie and Miss Abbot
were disposed to entertain of me. The fact is, I was a trifle beside
myself; or rather out of myself, as the French would say: I was
conscious that a moment's mutiny had already rendered me liable to
strange penalties, and, like any other rebel slave, I felt resolved,
in my desperation, to go all lengths.
'Hold her arms, Miss Abbot: she's like a mad cat.'
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'For shame! for shame!' cried the lady's-maid. 'What shocking
conduct, Miss Eyre, to strike a young gentleman, your benefactress's
son! Your young master.'
'Master! How is he my master? Am I a servant?'
'No; you are less than a servant, for you do nothing for your keep
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
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Is the fool drunk?' asked Mr Heathcliff. `Hareton, is it you he's finding fault with?'
`I've pulled up two or three bushes,' replied the young man; `but I'm going to set `em again.'
`And why have you pulled them up?' said the master. Catherine unwisely put in her tongue.
"We wanted to plant some flowers there,' she cried. `I'm the only person to blame, for I wished him to do it.'
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`And who the devil gave you leave to touch a stick about the place?' demanded her father-in-law, much surprised. `And who ordered you to obey her?' he added, turning to Hareton.
The latter was speechless; his cousin replied:
`You shouldn't grudge a few yards of earth for me to ornament, when you have taken all my land!'
`Your land, insolent slut! You never had any,' said Heathcliff.
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Is the fool drunk?' asked Mr Heathcliff. `Hareton, is it you he's finding fault with?'
`I've pulled up two or three bushes,' replied the young man; `but I'm going to set `em again.'
`And why have you pulled them up?' said the master. Catherine unwisely put in her tongue.
"We wanted to plant some flowers there,' she cried. `I'm the only person to blame, for I wished him to do it.'
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`And who the devil gave you leave to touch a stick about the place?' demanded her father-in-law, much surprised. `And who ordered you to obey her?' he added, turning to Hareton.
The latter was speechless; his cousin replied:
`You shouldn't grudge a few yards of earth for me to ornament, when you have taken all my land!'
`Your land, insolent slut! You never had any,' said Heathcliff.
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Mr Hareton will ask the master to send you upstairs, if you don't behave!' I said. He had not only twitched his shoulder but clenched his fist, as if tempted to use it.
`I know why Hareton never speaks, when I am in the kitchen,' she exclaimed, on another occasion. `He is afraid I shall laugh at him. Ellen, what do you think? He began to teach himself to read once; and because I laughed, he burned his books, and dropped it: was he not a fool?'
`Were not you naughty?' I said; `answer me that.'
`Perhaps I was,' she went on; `but I did not expect him to be so silly. Hareton, if I gave you a book, would you take it now? I'll try!'
She placed one she had been perusing on his hand; he flung it off, and muttered, if she did not give over, he would break her neck.
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"Well, I shall put it here,' she said, `in the table drawer; and I'm going to bed.'
Then she whispered me to watch whether he touched it, and departed. But he would not come near it; and so I informed her in the morning, to her great disappointment. I saw she was sorry for his persevering sulkiness and indolence: her conscience reproved her for frightening him off improving himself: she had done it effectually. But her ingenuity was at work to remedy the injury: while I ironed, or pursued other stationary employments I could not well do in the parlour, she would bring some pleasant volume and read it aloud to me. `When
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Mr Hareton will ask the master to send you upstairs, if you don't behave!' I said. He had not only twitched his shoulder but clenched his fist, as if tempted to use it.
`I know why Hareton never speaks, when I am in the kitchen,' she exclaimed, on another occasion. `He is afraid I shall laugh at him. Ellen, what do you think? He began to teach himself to read once; and because I laughed, he burned his books, and dropped it: was he not a fool?'
`Were not you naughty?' I said; `answer me that.'
`Perhaps I was,' she went on; `but I did not expect him to be so silly. Hareton, if I gave you a book, would you take it now? I'll try!'
She placed one she had been perusing on his hand; he flung it off, and muttered, if she did not give over, he would break her neck.
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"Well, I shall put it here,' she said, `in the table drawer; and I'm going to bed.'
Then she whispered me to watch whether he touched it, and departed. But he would not come near it; and so I informed her in the morning, to her great disappointment. I saw she was sorry for his persevering sulkiness and indolence: her conscience reproved her for frightening him off improving himself: she had done it effectually. But her ingenuity was at work to remedy the injury: while I ironed, or pursued other stationary employments I could not well do in the parlour, she would bring some pleasant volume and read it aloud to me. `When
Sunday, March 9, 2008
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That was a great advance for the lad. She didn't thank him; still, he felt gratified that she had accepted his assistance, and ventured to stand behind as she examined them, and even to stoop and point out what struck his fancy in certain old pictures which they contained; nor was he daunted by the saucy style in which she jerked the page from his finger: he contented himself with going a bit farther back, and looking at her instead of the book. She continued reading, or seeking for something to read. His attention became, by degrees, quite centred in the study of her thick, silky curls: her face he couldn't see, and she couldn't see him. And, perhaps, not quite awake to what he did, but attracted like a child to a candle, at last he proceeded from staring to touching; he put out his hand and stroked one curl, as gently as if it were a bird. He might have stuck a knife into her neck, she started round in such a taking.
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`"Get away, this moment! How dare you touch me? Why are you stopping there?" she cried, in a tone of disgust. "I can't endure you! I'll go upstairs again, if you come near me."
`Mr Hareton recoiled, looking as foolish as he could do: he sat down in the settle very quiet, and she continued turning over her volumes another half-hour; finally, Earnshaw crossed over, and whispered to me:
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That was a great advance for the lad. She didn't thank him; still, he felt gratified that she had accepted his assistance, and ventured to stand behind as she examined them, and even to stoop and point out what struck his fancy in certain old pictures which they contained; nor was he daunted by the saucy style in which she jerked the page from his finger: he contented himself with going a bit farther back, and looking at her instead of the book. She continued reading, or seeking for something to read. His attention became, by degrees, quite centred in the study of her thick, silky curls: her face he couldn't see, and she couldn't see him. And, perhaps, not quite awake to what he did, but attracted like a child to a candle, at last he proceeded from staring to touching; he put out his hand and stroked one curl, as gently as if it were a bird. He might have stuck a knife into her neck, she started round in such a taking.
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`"Get away, this moment! How dare you touch me? Why are you stopping there?" she cried, in a tone of disgust. "I can't endure you! I'll go upstairs again, if you come near me."
`Mr Hareton recoiled, looking as foolish as he could do: he sat down in the settle very quiet, and she continued turning over her volumes another half-hour; finally, Earnshaw crossed over, and whispered to me:
Thursday, March 6, 2008
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`I'll tell him that you say so, Linton. I couldn't affirm that you are,' observed my young lady, wondering at his pertinacious assertion of what was evidently an untruth.
`And be here again next Thursday,' continued he, shunning her puzzled gaze. `And give him my thanks for permitting you to come--my best thanks, Catherine. And-and, if you did meet my father, and he asked you about me, don't lead him to suppose that I've been extremely silent and stupid: don't look sad and downcast, as you are doing--he'll be angry.'
`I care nothing for his anger,' exclaimed Cathy, imagining she would be its object.
`But I do,' said her cousin, shuddering. `Don't provoke him against me, Catherine, for he is very hard.'
`Is he severe to you, Master Heathcliff?' I inquired. `Has he grown weary of indulgence, and passed from passive to active hatred?'
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Linton looked at me, but did not answer; and, after keeping her seat by his side another ten minutes, during which his head fell drowsily on his breast, and he uttered nothing except suppressed moans of exhaustion or pain, Cathy began to seek solace in looking for bilberries, and sharing the produce of her researches with me: she did not offer them to him, for she saw further notice would only weary and annoy.
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`I'll tell him that you say so, Linton. I couldn't affirm that you are,' observed my young lady, wondering at his pertinacious assertion of what was evidently an untruth.
`And be here again next Thursday,' continued he, shunning her puzzled gaze. `And give him my thanks for permitting you to come--my best thanks, Catherine. And-and, if you did meet my father, and he asked you about me, don't lead him to suppose that I've been extremely silent and stupid: don't look sad and downcast, as you are doing--he'll be angry.'
`I care nothing for his anger,' exclaimed Cathy, imagining she would be its object.
`But I do,' said her cousin, shuddering. `Don't provoke him against me, Catherine, for he is very hard.'
`Is he severe to you, Master Heathcliff?' I inquired. `Has he grown weary of indulgence, and passed from passive to active hatred?'
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Linton looked at me, but did not answer; and, after keeping her seat by his side another ten minutes, during which his head fell drowsily on his breast, and he uttered nothing except suppressed moans of exhaustion or pain, Cathy began to seek solace in looking for bilberries, and sharing the produce of her researches with me: she did not offer them to him, for she saw further notice would only weary and annoy.
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`I want to drink,' he exclaimed fretfully, turning away. `Zillah is constantly gadding off to Gimmerton since papa went: it's miserable! And I'm obliged to come down here--they resolved never to hear me upstairs.'
`Is your father attentive to you, Master Heathcliff?' I asked, perceiving Catherine to be checked in her friendly advances.
`Attentive? He makes them a little more attentive at least,' he cried. `The wretches! Do you know, Miss Linton, that brute Hareton laughs at me! I hate him! indeed, I hate them all: they are odious beings.'
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Cathy began searching for some water; she lighted on a pitcher in the dresser, filled a tumbler, and brought it. He bid her add a spoonful of wine from a bottle on the table; and having swallowed a small portion, appeared more tranquil, and said she was very kind.
`And are you glad to see me?' asked she, reiterating her former question, and pleased to detect the faint dawn of a smile.
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`I want to drink,' he exclaimed fretfully, turning away. `Zillah is constantly gadding off to Gimmerton since papa went: it's miserable! And I'm obliged to come down here--they resolved never to hear me upstairs.'
`Is your father attentive to you, Master Heathcliff?' I asked, perceiving Catherine to be checked in her friendly advances.
`Attentive? He makes them a little more attentive at least,' he cried. `The wretches! Do you know, Miss Linton, that brute Hareton laughs at me! I hate him! indeed, I hate them all: they are odious beings.'
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Cathy began searching for some water; she lighted on a pitcher in the dresser, filled a tumbler, and brought it. He bid her add a spoonful of wine from a bottle on the table; and having swallowed a small portion, appeared more tranquil, and said she was very kind.
`And are you glad to see me?' asked she, reiterating her former question, and pleased to detect the faint dawn of a smile.
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`I shan't eat it!' answered Linton snappishly. `Take it away.' Joseph snatched up the food indignantly, and brought it to us. `Is there aught ails th' victuals?' he asked thrusting the tray under Heathcliff's nose.
`What should ail them?' he said.
`Wah!' answered Joseph, `yon dainty chap says he cannut ate em. But Aw guess it's raight! His mother wer just soa--we wer a'most too mucky to sow t' corn for makking her breead.'
`Don't mention his mother to me,' said the master angrily. `Get him something that he can eat, that's all. What is his usual food, Nelly?'
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I suggested boiled milk or tea; and the housekeeper received instructions to prepare some. Come, I reflected, his father's selfishness may contribute to his comfort. He perceives his delicate constitution, and the necessity of treating him tolerably. I'll console Mr Edgar by acquainting him with the turn Heathcliff's humour has taken. Having no excuse for lingering longer I slipped out, while Linton was engaged in timidly rebuilding the advances of a friendly sheepdog. But he was too much on the alert to be cheated: as I closed the door, I heard a cry, and a frantic repetition of the words:
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`I shan't eat it!' answered Linton snappishly. `Take it away.' Joseph snatched up the food indignantly, and brought it to us. `Is there aught ails th' victuals?' he asked thrusting the tray under Heathcliff's nose.
`What should ail them?' he said.
`Wah!' answered Joseph, `yon dainty chap says he cannut ate em. But Aw guess it's raight! His mother wer just soa--we wer a'most too mucky to sow t' corn for makking her breead.'
`Don't mention his mother to me,' said the master angrily. `Get him something that he can eat, that's all. What is his usual food, Nelly?'
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I suggested boiled milk or tea; and the housekeeper received instructions to prepare some. Come, I reflected, his father's selfishness may contribute to his comfort. He perceives his delicate constitution, and the necessity of treating him tolerably. I'll console Mr Edgar by acquainting him with the turn Heathcliff's humour has taken. Having no excuse for lingering longer I slipped out, while Linton was engaged in timidly rebuilding the advances of a friendly sheepdog. But he was too much on the alert to be cheated: as I closed the door, I heard a cry, and a frantic repetition of the words:
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