三十九级台阶

出版时间：1985-6  出版社：外研社  作者：ROLAND JOHN  页数：370  
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内容概要

第一次世界大战前夕，英国人理查德·汉内得到了德国间谍将暗杀希腊总理、窃取英国作战方案、以挑起世界大战的生要情报。他不顾个人安危，机智能敢地同德国间谍周旋，历经千辛万苦，终于把情报及时送到英国外交大臣手中。接着他又协助伦敦警察厅将德国间谍一网打尽。    本书由罗兰·约翰根据约翰·巴琴同名原著简写。故事情节紧张生动，文字浅显通顺，可供英语初海陆空者阅读。

书籍目录

1.The Man Who Died2.The Mikman3.The Inn-Keeper4.The Adventure With Sir Harry5.The Roadman Who Wore Spectacles6.My Adventure With a Bald Gentleman7.The Fisherman8.The Black Stone9.The Thirty-Nine Steps10.The House By The Sea

章节摘录

　　‘But that cant be true, Mr. Whittaker said. Lord Alloa　told me　that he probably wouldnt come to the meeting. But I know　him very well and was not surprised to see him here. Youre quite　wrong about this, Hannay.　　Sir Walter went out of the room and spoke to someone on the　telephone. When he came back, his face had turned pale.　　I ve spoken to Alloa,　he said.　He got out of bed to come　the telephone. Hannay is right. The gentleman who was here was　not Lord Alloa.　　I dont believe it, General Winstanley said.　Alloa was　standing beside me ten minutes ago.　　Gentlemen,　I said, the Black Stone knows its business.　You probably didnt look at the man carefully. You were talking　about these important plans. The fellow was like Lord Alloa, and　you accepted him. But it was another man, and I have probably　seen him during the past month.　　　　　　It was a cold night and I was very hungry. Turnbull still had　my coat, and my watch and Scudder s note-book were in a pocket of　it. My money was in my trousers pocket.　　I lay down in some long grass but could not sleep. I thought　about all the people who had helped me. And I decided that I had　been a very lucky man.　　Food was my chief problem. I closed my eyes and saw thick　pieces of meat on a white plate. I remembered all the meals that I　had eaten in London. I used to refuse fruit after dinner! Now I　would give five pounds for an apple.　　Towards morning I slept a little but woke again about six　oclock. I sat up and looked down into the valley. I lay back immediately in great surprise.　　Men were searching the long grass below and they were only a　quarter of a mile away.　　I crawled a few yards and hid behind a rock. There I noticed a　crack that ran to the top of the hill. I crawled into this crack and began to climb. When I reached the top, I raised my head again.　　My enemies were still searching the long grass.　　I rolled over the hill-top to the other side. No one could see me　there, so I ran for half a mile. Then I climbed to the top again and　stood up straight. The men saw me at once and moved towards me.　I ran back over the hill-top and returned to my first place. My enemies were now going the wrong way, and I felt safer.　　My best plan was to go to the north, and I chose my path carefully. Soon a wide valley lay between me and my enemies. But　when they discovered their mistake, they turned back quickly. I　saw them suddenly above the hill-top, and they began to shout at　me. I noticed then that they were not my real enemies. Two of　them were policemen.　　Jopley has reported me,　I thought, and now they re looking for the murderer.　　Two men ran down and began to climb my side of the valley.　The policemen ran across the hill-tops to the north. I felt afraid now　because these men knew the country. I had strong legs and plenty of　breath　but did not know the best paths.　　I left my hill-top and ran down towards a river. A road ran beside the river, and I noticed a gate at the side of the road. I jumped　over the gate and ran across a field. The path led through a group of　trees where I stopped and looked back. The police were half a mile　behind me.　　I crossed a low wall beyond the trees and stood in a farmyard. The farmhouse was about fifty yards away.　　There was a glass building at the side of the house, and an old　gentleman was sitting at a desk inside. He looked at me as I walked　towards the building.　　　　　　Dixon had to write up some of his notes for the Merrie England　lecture. But before that he must review his financial position, see if　he could somehow restore it from complete impossibility to its usual　level of merely imminent disaster, and before that again he must　think, just for a couple of minutes, about the unbelievable ending to　the　Summer Ball the previous evening and about Christine.　　He found himself unable to think effectively about, hardly even　to remember, what theyd said to each other at the Welches, nor　could he now recall what it had been like kissing her more clearly　than that he d enjoyed it. He was already so excited about Tuesday　afternoon that he had to get up and walk about in his room. The　important thing was to convince himself that she wouldnt come;　then whatever happened would be something extra. The trouble was　that he could imagine exactly how shed look coming across the hotel lounge towards him. Then he found he could see her face quiteclearly in his mind.　　He was just getting out his Merrie England notes when therewas a knock at his door and Margaret came in. She was wearing the　green Paisley dress and the velvet shoes.　　Hullo, Margaret,　he said with a heartiness which came, he realised, from a guilty conscience. But why had he got a guilty conscience. Leaving her with Gore-Urquhart at the Ball had been doing　the right thing, hadnt it?　　She looked at him with her expression which suggested doubt about who he was, an expression which had often, without any other aid, beaten him to the ground. Oh, hullo, she said. Still looking at him, she shook her head slowly, like a doctor letting it be known that there is no hope.　Her face looked yellowish, and　her　nose seemed pinched. Do you hate me, James?　　Dixon wanted to rush at her and push her backwards, to make　a deafening rude noise in her face, to push a bead up her nose.What do you mean? he asked.　　It took her a quarter of an hour to make clear what she meant　She talked fast, her head jerking to replace hair she imagined　to　have come loose,　her thumbs bending and straightening. Why had　he deserted her at the Ball like that? or rather, since she and he and　everyone else knew why, what was he trying to do? or rather,　again, how could he do this to her? In exchange for such information on these and other problems as he could give, she offered the news that all three Welches were out for his blood　and that　Christine had made a remark showing a low opinion of him at breakfast that morning. No mention of Gore-Urquhart was made except a　passing attack on Dixon s rudeness　in leaving the dance without saying good night to him. Dixon knew from experience that to　counter-attack Margaret was always a mistake, but he was too angry　consider that. When he was sure that she was going to say no　more about Gore-Urquhart, he said, his heart beating rather fast:I don t see why youre making all this fuss. You looked as if you　were looking alter yourself all right when I left.　　　　　　When Dixon went in through the College gates next morning　three students standing there fell silent and nudged each other.　　His stomach turned over as he recognised Welchs handwriting　on a note with his mail. He went upstairs reading it. Welch felt　he　ought to let him know, unofficially, that when the Council met next　week he would be unable to recommend keeping Dixon on the　Staff.　He advised Dixon, also unofficially, to settle his affairs in　the district and leave as sooon as possible. He would supply testimo-　　nials for any application Dixon might make for a new job,　so long　as it was outside the city. He himself was sorry Dixon had got to　leave, because hed enjoyed working with him.　　Dixon went into his room and stood at the window. He could　easily get a schoolteaching job; his old headmaster had told him at　Christmas that a senior history post in the school wouldnt be filled　until September.　Hed write to him and say hed decided University teaching didnt suit him. But he wouldnt write today, not today.　　Moving off down College Road with his books and notes under　his left arm, Dixon forgot to take a last look at the College buildings　until it was too late. He felt almost free from care, which, considering the circumstances,　was omething he thought he could be　proud of. Hed go home that afternoon and come back next week to get the last of his possessions, see Margaret, and so on. See Margaret.　Ooooeeeyaaa, he called out to himself thinking of it. Waaaeeeoooghgh.　With his home so near hers, leaving this place wouldnt seem like a move on, but a drift to one side. That was really the worst of it.　　He remembered now that this was the day he was to see Catchpole at lunch-time. What could the fellow want? No use wondering　about that; the important thing was how to fill in the time until　then. Back at his lodgings,　he bathed his eye, which was beginning to fade a little, though its new colour was just as unpleasant.Then he had a shave and a bath. While he was in the water, he　　hard the telephone ring,　and in a few moments Miss Cutler　knocked at the door. Are you there, Mr. Dixon?　　Yes, what is it, Miss Cutler?　　A gentleman on the telephone for you.　　……

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　　本书是高等学校文科英语泛读教材，共有三部小说组成，篇篇精彩，部部经典，都可称得上是惊世之作。尤其是里面的《三十九级台阶》曾被多个国家相继拍成电影，轰动海内外。曲折感人的故事，跌宕起伏的情节，幽默风趣的语言，尽在本书。

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