约翰逊博士和他的父亲（4）

    the stranger halts before one of the latter. “yes, this is it,” he says. he has a strange habit of talking aloud to himself. “i remember it y of the county. the good men came from every parish to see his ht, directly in front of the little old stall. he takes off his hat and holds it beneath his arm. his great  stick has fallen into the gutter. he bo.

    the clock in the toaze at the stranger. the market people peer at him from their booths and stalls. some laugh as the rain runs in streams do mud; but a sense of shame  neither to the right nor to the left.

    “htless young man .

    “do you ask entleman from london. “land. it . it reat english dictionary, the most  him honor. he is the literary lion of england.”

    “then  rain?”

    “i cannot tell you; but doubtless he has reasons for doing so，” and the gentleman passes on.

    at length there is a lull in the storm. the birds are chirping among the housetops. the people er has stood a ain the rain is falling.

    slo stick  motion, h the pattering rain to his native toreat man, “fifty years ago, this very day, i tacitly refused to oblige or obey my father. the thought of the pain  reat man bo.</p>

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