周嫩床边，没忘顺路带上凳子，他又从包里拿出一本书，翻开，看了一眼周嫩，用纯正的伦敦腔开始念道：“The Lady with the Little dog，by Anton Chekhov.”

周嫩明显抖了一下，脸朝枕头侧了侧，肩膀绷起来。宋希白继续念道：“The talk was that a new face had appeared on the promenade，a lady with a little dog.Dmitri Dmitritch Gurov had already spent two weeks in Yalta，so he was bored with it and always looking for fresh faces.”

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