第二遍了,第一遍听完的,意犹未尽。
Poverty frees them from ordinary standards of behaviour, just as money frees people from work. Presently the clergyman appeared and the men ranged themselves in a queue in the order in which they had arrived. The clergyman was a nice, chubby, youngish man, and, curiously enough, very like Charlie, my friend in Paris. He was shy and embarrassed, and did not speak except for a brief good evening; he simply hurried down the line of men, thrusting a ticket upon each, and not waiting to be thanked. The consequence was that, for once, there was genuine gratitude, and everyone said that the clergyman was a—— good feller. Someone (in his hearing, I believe) called out: ‘Well, he’ll never be a f—— bishop!’– this, of course, intended as a warm compliment.
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