OCTOBER, 1943
SUNDAY,OCTOBER17,1943
DearestKitty,
Mr.Kleimanisback,thankgoodness!Helooksabitpale,ahecheerfullysetofftosellsomeclothesforMr.vanDaan.ThedisagreeablefactisthatMr.vanDaanhasrunoutofmoney.Helosthislasthundredguildersinthewarehouse,whichisstillcreatingtroubleforus:themenarewhowahundredguilderscouldwindupinthewarehouseonaMondaym.Suspiabounds.Meanwhile,thehundredguildershavebeenstolen.Whosthethief?
ButIwastalkingaboutthemoneyshe.Mrs.vanD.hasscadsofdresses,coatsandshoes,noneofwhichshefeelsshedowithout.Mr.vanD.ssuitisdifficulttosell,aersbikeutontheblock,butisbackagain,sinobodywa.
Butthestorydoeshere.Yousee,Mrs.vanD.isgoingtohavetopartwithherfurcoat.Inheropinion,thefirmshouldpayforourupkeep,butthatsridiculous.
Theyjusthadaflamingrowaboutitandhaveehe"oh,mysweetPutti"and"darlingKerli"stageofreciliation.
Mymindbogglesattheprofanitythishonorablehousehashadtoehepastmonth.Fatherwalksaroundwithhislipspressedtogether,andwheneverhehearshisname,helooksupinalarm,asifhesafraidhellbecalledupontoresolveanotherdelicateproblem.Mothersshtuphercheeksareblotchedwithred,Margotplainsofheadaches,Dusseltsleep,Mrs.vanD.fretsandfumesalldaylong,andIvegonepletelyroundthebend.Totellyouthetruth,Isometimesfetwhowereatoddswithandwhowerenot.Theonlywaytotakemymindoffitistostudy,andIvebeendoingalotofthatlately.
Yours,Anne
FRIDAY,OCTOBER29,1943
MydearestKitty,
Mr.Kleimanisoutagain;hisstomatgivehimamomentspeace.Hedoesntevenknowwhetheritsstoppedbleeding.Hecametotellushewasntfeelingwell
andwasgoinghome,andforthefirsttimeheseemedreallydown.
Mr.andMrs.vanD.havehadmingbattles.Thereasonissimple:theyrebroke.TheywaosellanovercoatandasuitofMr.vanD.s,butwereuofindanybuyers.Hispriceswerewaytoohigh.
SometimeagoMr.Kleimanwastalkingaboutafurrierheknows.ThisgaveMr.vanD.theideaofsellinghiswifesfurcoat.Itsmadeofrabbitskin,andsheshaditforseventeenyears.Mrs.vanD.got325guildersforit,anenormousamount.Shewaokeepthemoneyherselftobuynewclothesafterthewar,andittooksomedoingbeforeMr.vanD.akeheruandthatitwasdesperatelyocoverhouseholdexpenses.
Youtimagihescreaming,shouting,stampingoffeetandswearingthatwenton.
Itwasterrifying.Myfamilystoodholdingitsbreathatthebottomofthestairs,imightbenecessarytthemapart.Allthebickering,tearsandnervoustensionhavebeesuchastressandstrainthatIfallintomybedatnightgandthankingmyluckystarsthatIhavehalfanhourtomyself.
Imdoingfine,exceptIvegotnoappetite.Ikeephearing:"Goodness,youlookawful!"Imustadmittheyredoingtheirbesttokeepmeindition:theyreplyihdextrose,cod-liveroil,brewersyeastandcalcium.Myehebetterofme,especiallyonSundays;thatswhenIreallyfeelmiserable.Theatmosphereisstifling,sluggish,leaden.Outside,youdonthearasinglebird,ahly,oppressivesilengsoverthehouseandgstomeasifitweregoingtmeintothedeepestregionsoftheunderworld.Attimeslikethese,Father,MotherandMargotdontmattertomeintheleast.Iwanderfromroomtoroom,climbupanddowairsandfeellikeasongbirdwhosewingshavebeenrippedoffandwhokeepshurlingitselfagainstthebarsofitsdarkcage."Letmeout,wheretheresfreshairandlaughter!"avoicewithinmecries.Idohertoreplyanymore,butliedownonthedivan.Sleepmakesthesileheterriblefeargobymorequickly,helpspassthetime,sisimpossibletokillit.
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DearestKitty,
Mr.Kleimanisback,thankgoodness!Helooksabitpale,ahecheerfullysetofftosellsomeclothesforMr.vanDaan.ThedisagreeablefactisthatMr.vanDaanhasrunoutofmoney.Helosthislasthundredguildersinthewarehouse,whichisstillcreatingtroubleforus:themenarewhowahundredguilderscouldwindupinthewarehouseonaMondaym.Suspiabounds.Meanwhile,thehundredguildershavebeenstolen.Whosthethief?
ButIwastalkingaboutthemoneyshe.Mrs.vanD.hasscadsofdresses,coatsandshoes,noneofwhichshefeelsshedowithout.Mr.vanD.ssuitisdifficulttosell,aersbikeutontheblock,butisbackagain,sinobodywa.
Butthestorydoeshere.Yousee,Mrs.vanD.isgoingtohavetopartwithherfurcoat.Inheropinion,thefirmshouldpayforourupkeep,butthatsridiculous.
Theyjusthadaflamingrowaboutitandhaveehe"oh,mysweetPutti"and"darlingKerli"stageofreciliation.
Mymindbogglesattheprofanitythishonorablehousehashadtoehepastmonth.Fatherwalksaroundwithhislipspressedtogether,andwheneverhehearshisname,helooksupinalarm,asifhesafraidhellbecalledupontoresolveanotherdelicateproblem.Mothersshtuphercheeksareblotchedwithred,Margotplainsofheadaches,Dusseltsleep,Mrs.vanD.fretsandfumesalldaylong,andIvegonepletelyroundthebend.Totellyouthetruth,Isometimesfetwhowereatoddswithandwhowerenot.Theonlywaytotakemymindoffitistostudy,andIvebeendoingalotofthatlately.
Yours,Anne
FRIDAY,OCTOBER29,1943
MydearestKitty,
Mr.Kleimanisoutagain;hisstomatgivehimamomentspeace.Hedoesntevenknowwhetheritsstoppedbleeding.Hecametotellushewasntfeelingwell
andwasgoinghome,andforthefirsttimeheseemedreallydown.
Mr.andMrs.vanD.havehadmingbattles.Thereasonissimple:theyrebroke.TheywaosellanovercoatandasuitofMr.vanD.s,butwereuofindanybuyers.Hispriceswerewaytoohigh.
SometimeagoMr.Kleimanwastalkingaboutafurrierheknows.ThisgaveMr.vanD.theideaofsellinghiswifesfurcoat.Itsmadeofrabbitskin,andsheshaditforseventeenyears.Mrs.vanD.got325guildersforit,anenormousamount.Shewaokeepthemoneyherselftobuynewclothesafterthewar,andittooksomedoingbeforeMr.vanD.akeheruandthatitwasdesperatelyocoverhouseholdexpenses.
Youtimagihescreaming,shouting,stampingoffeetandswearingthatwenton.
Itwasterrifying.Myfamilystoodholdingitsbreathatthebottomofthestairs,imightbenecessarytthemapart.Allthebickering,tearsandnervoustensionhavebeesuchastressandstrainthatIfallintomybedatnightgandthankingmyluckystarsthatIhavehalfanhourtomyself.
Imdoingfine,exceptIvegotnoappetite.Ikeephearing:"Goodness,youlookawful!"Imustadmittheyredoingtheirbesttokeepmeindition:theyreplyihdextrose,cod-liveroil,brewersyeastandcalcium.Myehebetterofme,especiallyonSundays;thatswhenIreallyfeelmiserable.Theatmosphereisstifling,sluggish,leaden.Outside,youdonthearasinglebird,ahly,oppressivesilengsoverthehouseandgstomeasifitweregoingtmeintothedeepestregionsoftheunderworld.Attimeslikethese,Father,MotherandMargotdontmattertomeintheleast.Iwanderfromroomtoroom,climbupanddowairsandfeellikeasongbirdwhosewingshavebeenrippedoffandwhokeepshurlingitselfagainstthebarsofitsdarkcage."Letmeout,wheretheresfreshairandlaughter!"avoicewithinmecries.Idohertoreplyanymore,butliedownonthedivan.Sleepmakesthesileheterriblefeargobymorequickly,helpspassthetime,sisimpossibletokillit.
Yours,Anne松语文学www.16sy.coM免费小说阅读