【有声英语文学名著】CHAPTER TWO（7)（打印版）

Emma pressed her hands against her ears, and asked herself some

fundamental questions.

Why am I here?

Am I really making a difference?

Why can‘t she put some clothes on?

What is that smell?

Where do I want to be right now?

She wanted to be in Rome, with Dexter Mayhew. In bed.

Shaf-tes-bury Avenue.‘

No, Shafts-bury. Three syllables.‘

Lychester Square.‘

Leicester Square, two syllables.‘

Why not Ly-chester?‘

No idea.‘

But you are meant to be my teacher, you are meant to know.‘

Sorry,‘ Dexter shrugged.

Well I think it is stupid language,‘ said Tove Angstrom, and punched him in the

shoulder.

A stupid language. I couldn‘t agree with you more. No need to hit me though.‘

I apologise,‘ said Tove, kissing his shoulder, then his neck and mouth, and Dexter was

once again struck by how rewarding teaching could be.