안녕하세요 독자님, 저희는 웹사이트가 원활하게 운용되고 독자님이 가장 필요로 하는 개인화된 컨텐츠들을 제공하여 최고의 독서 경험을 보장하기 위해 쿠키를 필요로 하고 있습니다. 언제나 아래의 쿠키 설정 내역에 대한 권한을 변경하실 수 있습니다.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
유저님의 쿠키 세팅
필요한 쿠키 설정항상 활성화
IX-3
“Ah, Miss Tita—ah, Miss Tita,” I stammered, for all reply. I did not know what to do, as I say, but at a venture I made a wild, vague movement in consequence of which I found myself at the door. I remember standing there and saying, “It wouldn’t do—it wouldn’t do!” pensively, awkwardly, grotesquely, while I looked away to the opposite end of the sala as if there were a beautiful view there. The next thing I remember is that I was downstairs and out of the house. My gondola was there and my gondolier, reclining on the cushions, sprang up as soon as he saw me. I jumped in and to his usual “Dove commanda?” I replied, in a tone that made him stare, “Anywhere, anywhere; out into the lagoon!” He rowed me away and I sat there prostrate, groaning softly to myself, with my hat pulled over my face.
- 작가
- chap_list목록
- like선호작
