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18点5分，松岛距击远约两千三百米，此时320mm的主炮已经修理完毕，巨大的炮口向缓慢的转向击远。而这时，击远巨大的250mm双联主炮已对准了松岛，三分钟内对准松岛打出8发205公斤的钢铁榴弹，命中三枚，其中一枚炮弹正好命中敌舰主炮。爆炸后黄烟滚滚，笼罩全舰。我炮手莫不手舞足蹈，皆大欢喜。这一打击给敌人以可怕的重创。据日本舰队报告，这一弹使十二吋的“加农”式巨炮报废，并且横扫甲板。堆积在甲板上的火药也受榴弹的余威而爆炸，造成用自己利刃刺自己腹的惨状。结果一发榴弹击毙敌人官兵四十九人，负伤五十余人。炮长被远远地抛进海中，作为遗物只剩一顶帽子和一台望远镜。后来日本的一家报纸这样描述松岛的惨状：
　　“刹那间，如百电千雷崩裂，发出凄惨绝寰巨响。继而舰体剧烈震荡，并向右倾斜，烈火焰焰焦天，白烟茫茫蔽海。死伤达八十四人，右舷炮队队长志摩清直大尉、分队长伊东满嘉记少尉战死。死尸纷纷，或飞坠海底，成散乱甲板，骨碎血溢，异臭扑鼻，其惨殆不可言状。须臾，烈火吞没舰体，浓烟蔽空，状至危急。虽全舰尽力灭火，轻重伤者皆跃起抢救，但海风甚猛，火势不衰，宛然一大火海。”
　　伊东祐亨见情况危急，一面亲自指挥灭火，一面下令“以幸存者、军乐队等马上补充炮手”，以剩余火炮勉强还击。同时，其后各舰纷纷向击远舰发炮轰击，以转移击远舰注意力。到下午七时四十分，松

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question:"Why Andover?"Well，here were two men known to have been in theshop at the requisite time of day.Either of them might be the murderer.Andthere is nothing as yet to show that one or other of them is not themurderer." "That great hulking brute，Riddell，perhaps，"I admitted. "Oh，I am inclined to acquit Riddell off-hand.He was nervous，blustering，obviously uneasy-""But surely that just shows-""A nature diametricallyopposed to that which penned the A B C letter. Conceit and self-confidence are the characteristics that we must lookfor."
"Someove who throws his weight about?" "Possibly.But some people，under a nervous and self-effacing manner，conceal a great deal of vanity and self-satisfaction." "You don't think that little Mr Partridge-""He is more le type.One

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I understand，Mr Patridge，that you were the last person to see MrsAscher alive." Mr Partridge placed his finger-tips together and looked at Poirot asthough he were a doubtful cheque. "That is a very debatable point，Mr Poirot，"he said."Many people mayhave made purchase from Mrs Ascher after I did so." "If so，they have not come forward to say so." Mr Partridge coughed. "Some people，Mr Poirot，have no sense of public duty." He looked at us owlishly through his spectacles. "Exceedingly true，"murmured Poirot. "You，I understand，went to the police of your own accord?"
"Certainly I did.As soon as I heard of the shocking occurrence Iperceived that my statement might be helpful and came forward accordingly." "A very proper spirit，"said Poirot solemnly."Perhaps you will be sokind as to repeat your story to me." "By all means.I was returning to this house and at

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Edmund had determined that it belonged entirely to Fanny to chuse whether her situation with regard to Crawford should be mentioned between them or not; and that if she did not lead the way, it should never be touched on by him; but after a day or two of mutual reserve, he was induced by his father to change his mind, and try what his influence might do for his friend. ¡¡¡¡ A day, and a very early day, was actually fixed for the Crawfords' departure; and Sir Thomas thought it might be as well to make one more effort for the young man before he left Mansfield,
that all his professions and vows of unshaken attachment might have as much hope to sustain them as possible. ¡¡¡¡ Sir Thomas was most cordially anxious for the perfection of Mr. Crawford's character in that point. He wished him to be a model of constancy; and fancied the best means of effecting it would be by not trying him too long.

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Edmund had determined that it belonged entirely to Fanny to chuse whether her situation with regard to Crawford should be mentioned between them or not; and that if she did not lead the way, it should never be touched on by him; but after a day or two of mutual reserve, he was induced by his father to change his mind, and try what his influence might do for his friend. ¡¡¡¡ A day, and a very early day, was actually fixed for the Crawfords' departure; and Sir Thomas thought it might be as well to make one more effort for the young man before he left Mansfield,
that all his professions and vows of unshaken attachment might have as much hope to sustain them as possible. ¡¡¡¡ Sir Thomas was most cordially anxious for the perfection of Mr. Crawford's character in that point. He wished him to be a model of constancy; and fancied the best means of effecting it would be by not trying him too long.

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Upon such expressions of affection Fanny could have lived an hour without saying another word; but Edmund, after waiting a moment, obliged her to bring down her mind from its heavenly flight by saying, "But what is it that you want to consult me about?" ¡¡¡¡ It was about the necklace, which she was now most earnestly longing to return, and hoped to obtain his approbation of her doing. She gave the history of her recent visit, and now her raptures might well be over; for Edmund was so struck with the circumstance, so delighted with what Miss Crawford had done, so gratified by such a coincidence of conduct between them,
that Fanny could not but admit the superior power of one pleasure over his own mind, though it might have its drawback. It was some time before she could get his attention to her plan, or any answer to her demand of his opinion: he was in a reverie of fond reflection, uttering only now and then a few half-sentences of praise; but when he did awake and understand, he was very decided in opposing what she wished.

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The Sheep of the prisons turned from him to Sydney Carton, and said, with more decision, "It has come to a point. I go on duty soon, and can't overstay my time. You told me you had a proposal; what is it? Now, it is of no use asking too much of me. Ask me to do anything in my office, putting my head in great extra danger, and I had better trust my life to the chances of a refusal than the chances of consent. In short, I should make that choice.
You talk of desperation. We are all desperate here. Remember! I may denounce you if I think proper, and I can swear my way through stone walls, and so can others. Now, what do you want with me?" ¡¡¡¡"Not very much. You are a turnkey at the Conciergerie?" ¡¡¡¡"I tell you once for all, there is no such thing as an escape possible," said the spy, firmly.

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place of incarceration on civil process, the day after tomorrow, at seven in the evening, precisely, my object in this epistolary communication is accomplished. ¡¡¡¡'I do not feel warranted in soliciting my former friend Mr. Copperfield, or my former friend Mr. Thomas Traddles of the Inner Temple, if that gentleman is still existent and forthcoming, to condescend to meet me, and renew (so far as may be) our past relations of the olden time. I confine myself to throwing out the observation, that, at the hour and place I have indicated, may be found such ruined vestiges as yet 'Remain, 'Of 'A 'Fallen Tower, 'WILKINS MICAWBER. ¡¡¡¡'P.S. It may be advisable to superadd to the above, the statement that Mrs. Micawber is not in confidential possession of my intentions.'
¡¡¡¡ I read the letter over several times. Making due allowance for Mr. Micawber's lofty style of composition, and for the extraordinary relish with which he sat down and wrote long letters on all possible and impossible occasions, I still believed that something important lay hidden at the bottom of this roundabout communication. I put it down, to think about it; and took it up again, to read it once more; and was still pursuing it, when Traddles found me in the height of my perplexity.

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I nodded assent to the pretty inquiry of the raised eyebrows, and kissed the parted lips. ¡¡¡¡'It's of not a bit of use,' said Dora, shaking her head, until the ear-rings rang again. 'You know what a little thing I am, and what I wanted you to call me from the first. If you can't do so, I am afraid you'll never like me. Are you sure you don't think, sometimes, it would have been better to have -' ¡¡¡¡'Done what, my dear?' For she made no effort to proceed. ¡¡¡¡'Nothing!' said Dora. ¡¡¡¡'Nothing?' I repeated. ¡¡¡¡She put her arms round my neck,
goose, and hid her face on my shoulder in such a profusion of curls that it was quite a task to clear them away and see it. ¡¡¡¡'Don't I think it would have been better to have done nothing, than to have tried to form my little wife's mind?' said I, laughing at myself. 'Is that the question? Yes, indeed, I do.' ¡¡¡¡'Is that what you have been trying?' cried Dora. 'Oh what a shocking boy!' ¡¡¡¡'But I shall never try any more,' said I. 'For I love her dearly as she is.'

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¡¡¡¡Miss Mills and her journal were my sole consolation at this period. To see her, who had seen Dora but a little while before - to trace the initial letter of Dora's name through her sympathetic pages - to be made more and more miserable by her - were my only comforts. I felt as if I had been living in a palace of cards, which had tumbled down, leaving only Miss Mills and me among the ruins; I felt as if some grim enchanter had drawn a magic circle round the innocent goddess of my heart, which nothing indeed but those same strong pinions,
capable of carrying so many people over so much, would enable me to enter! My aunt, beginning, I imagine, to be made seriously uncomfortable by my prolonged dejection, made a pretence of being anxious that I should go to Dover, to see that all was working well at the cottage, which was let; and to conclude an agreement, with the same tenant, for a longer term of occupation. Janet was drafted into the service of Mrs. Strong, where I saw her every day. She had been undecided, on leaving Dover, whether or no to give the finishing touch to that renunciation of

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'Mrs. Crupp is one of them,' said my aunt. 'Barkis, I'll trouble you to look after the tea, and let me have another cup, for I don't fancy that woman's pouring-out!' ¡¡¡¡I knew my aunt sufficiently well to know that she had something of importance on her mind, and that there was far more matter in this arrival than a stranger might have supposed. I noticed how her eye lighted on me, when she thought my attention otherwise occupied; and what a curious process of hesitation appeared to be going on within her, while she preserved her outward stiffness and composure. I began to reflect whether I had done anything to offend her; and my conscience whispered me that I had not yet told her about Dora. Could it by any means be that,
I wondered! ¡¡¡¡As I knew she would only speak in her own good time, I sat down near her, and spoke to the birds, and played with the cat, and was as easy as I could be. But I was very far from being really easy; and I should still have been so, even if Mr. Dick, leaning over the great kite behind my aunt, had not taken every secret opportunity of shaking his head darkly at me, and pointing at her.

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when Mr. Micawber should exert himself and - I will add - assert himself, and it appears to me that these are the means. I am aware that I am merely a female, and that a masculine judgement is usually considered more competent to the discussion of such questions; still I must not forget that, when I lived at home with my papa and mama, my papa was in the habit of saying, "Emma's form is fragile, but her grasp of a subject is inferior to none."
at my papa was too partial, I well know; but that he was an observer of character in some degree, my duty and my reason equally forbid me to doubt.' ¡¡¡¡With these words, and resisting our entreaties that she would grace the remaining circulation of the punch with her presence, Mrs. Micawber retired to my bedroom. And really I felt that she was a noble woman - the sort of woman who might have been a Roman matron, and done all manner of heroic things, in times of public trouble.

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甄一然心烦地喊着：“你给我闭嘴！”然后继续埋头思索着，“我军运粮队路线一向隐蔽，为什么偏偏会撞上北四师的部队……两军为何会交火……那批粮草还不至于能起如此大的冲突啊……”
　　一把大刀，反复的在磨刀石上磨着。赤膊的常发嘴里嘟囔着：“妈妈的，我不砍死你们，我老常就不是男人，都把脑袋管好了，你大叔这就来取……”
　　常发站在床铺前，把整齐的
八路军、军装放在了床上。陈发海、小马等几个警卫员都站在一旁惊讶地看着，谁也不敢问一句。常发转过身，谁也不看，将大刀背在身后，走出房门。
　　甄一然的面前已经有了好几支烟头。常发跨入办公室的门，笔挺地站着，一句话也不说，双目平视。甄一然不用看就知道常发是什么意思，轻轻地叹了口气：“你要走？”
　　常发不情愿，但还是点了点头。
　　“当逃兵？”甄一然问。
“打仗的时候怕死才是逃兵，我是去打仗，也不怕死，所以不是逃兵！”
　　“你脱离部队，脱离组织就是逃兵！”
　　“不是！”常发突然显现出一种很无赖的样子，“我申请去孟司令员那儿，那里怎么也比这里当缩头乌龟强！当年我为啥放着二十三军的司令不干，干八路？因为八路有种，敢和小鬼子对着干，谁敢杀八路，谁就是汉奸！”
　　甄一然似乎被说中了什么，想了想，又看了看常发。
　　甄一然一副无奈的样子：“既然你这么说，我还能说什么呢？千里搭长棚，没有不散的宴席，人各有志，谁也勉强不得！”说完甄一然回到桌上拿起电话，“喂，接纵队。纵队吗？我找孟司令员！嗯，好。”甄一然看了一眼常发，常发被这一眼弄得很不自在，但也只好撑着。