Text CLAY:Yeah.We all thought he'd be back in a day or two,but now we know we've got to find him and bring him back. HARRY:How do you expect to do that? CLAY:Well,we put an ad in the paper.25) HARRY:(Opening the paper)This paper?But your father's not in town.How will he see an ad in this paper? CLAY:He might see it.Anyhow,we don't know what else to do.We're living off the money we saved from the summer we worked,(26 but there isn't much left. HARRY:The summer you worked?
CLAY: Yeah. We all thought he’d be back in a day or two, but now we know we’ve got to find him and bring him back. HARRY: How do you expect to do that? CLAY: Well, we put an ad in the paper.(25) HARRY: (Opening the paper) This paper? But your father’s not in town. How will he see an ad in this paper? CLAY: He might see it. Anyhow, we don’t know what else to do. We’re living off the money we saved from the summer we worked, (26)but there isn’t much left. HARRY: The summer you worked? Text 课 文
Text CLAY:Yeah.Summer before last,just before we moved here,we picked cotton in Kern County.My father,my mother,and me. HARRY:(Indicating the paper)What do you say in your ad? CLAY:(Looking at it)Well,I say ..Clark Larrabee.Come home.Your fishing tackle's in the closet safe and sound.(27 The fishing's good,plenty of perch,and bass.Let bygones be bygones.(28)We miss you.Mama,Clay,Roxanna,Rufus,Clara. Do you think if my father reads it,he'll come home? HARRY:I don't know,Clay.I hope so
Text 课 文 CLAY: Yeah. Summer before last, just before we moved here, we picked cotton in Kern County. My father, my mother, and me. HARRY: (Indicating the paper) What do you say in your ad? CLAY: (Looking at it) Well, I say … ‘Clark Larrabee. Come home. Your fishing tackle’s in the closet safe and sound.(27) The fishing’s good, plenty of perch, and bass. Let bygones be bygones.(28) We miss you. Mama, Clay, Roxanna, Rufus, Clara. ‘Do you think if my father reads it, he’ll come home? HARRY: I don’t know, Clay. I hope so
Text CLAY:Yeah.Thanks a lot for the haircut,Mr.Van Dusen.(Clay goes out.Harry takes off the hat,and begins to shave.A pretty girl in a swimming suit comes into the shop,closing a colorful parasol.) HARRY:Miss America(29),I presume. THE GIRL:Miss McCutcheon. HARRY:Harry Van Dusen. THE GIRL:How do you do? HARRY:(Bowing)Miss McCutcheon. THE GIRL:I'm new here.30) HARRY:You'd be new anywhere.(31 Surely you don't live here
Text 课 文 CLAY: Yeah. Thanks a lot for the haircut, Mr. Van Dusen. (Clay goes out. Harry takes off the hat, and begins to shave. A pretty girl in a swimming suit comes into the shop, closing a colorful parasol.) HARRY: Miss America(29), I presume. THE GIRL: Miss McCutcheon. HARRY: Harry Van Dusen. THE GIRL: How do you do? HARRY: (Bowing) Miss McCutcheon. THE GIRL: I’m new here.(30) HARRY: You’d be new anywhere.(31) Surely you don’t live here
Text THE GIRL:As a matter of fact,I do.At any rate, I've been here since last Sunday.You see,I'm the new teacher at the school. HARRY:You are? THE GIRL:Yes,I am. HARRY:How do you like it? THE GIRL:Well,as a matter of fact,I want to quit and to San Francisco.But at the same time I have a feeling I ought to stay. What do you think?Shall I go,or shall I stay?
Text 课 文 THE GIRL: As a matter of fact, I do. At any rate, I’ve been here since last Sunday. You see, I’m the new teacher at the school. HARRY: You are? THE GIRL: Yes, I am. HARRY: How do you like it? THE GIRL: Well, as a matter of fact, I want to quit and to San Francisco. But at the same time I have a feeling I ought to stay. What do you think? Shall I go, or shall I stay?
Text HARRY:Depends on what you're looking for.I stopped here twenty-four years ago because I decided I wasn't looking for anything any more.Well,I was mistaken.I was looking,and I've found exactly what I was looking for. THE GIRL:What's that? HARRY:A chance to take my time.(32 What are you looking for,Miss McCutcheon? THE GIRL:Well.... HARRY:I mean,besides a husband... THE GIRL:I'm not looking for a husband. I expect a husband to look for me. HARRY:That's fair
Text 课 文 HARRY: Depends on what you’re looking for. I stopped here twenty-four years ago because I decided I wasn’t looking for anything any more. Well, I was mistaken. I was looking, and I’ve found exactly what I was looking for. THE GIRL: What’s that? HARRY: A chance to take my time. (32)What are you looking for, Miss McCutcheon? THE GIRL: Well…. HARRY: I mean, besides a husband… THE GIRL: I’m not looking for a husband. I expect a husband to look for me. HARRY: That’s fair