课外阅读 大卫 科波菲尔 Chapter 5 学案

CHAPTER 5 A fresh life and old friends I spent the next few days with my head in the clouds, overjoyed at my new life with Aunt Betsey and Mr Dick. Then one morning, Aunt Betsey said, ‘Trotwood, we are off to Canterbury today to visit your new school. We will stop on the way at my solicitor's. Mr Wickfield is someone whose opinion I greatly value.' At the mention of school, memories of Salem House and Mr Creakle spun through my mind. But I felt sure that Aunt Betsey would never send me to that kind of school. The door of Mr Wickfield's house in Canterbury was opened by a bony, red-haired boy of about fifteen. His pale, resentful face seemed old for his years, and I couldn't help noticing that his red-brown eyes had no eyelashes. Instinctively I disliked the way he seemed to fawn on us, wringing his hands and smiling in a very unpleasant way. ‘Uriah Heep, would you tell Mr Wickfield we are here?' asked my aunt as we went in. Mr Wickfield had white hair, and looked as if he had a lot on his mind. But he had a kind smile and he was clearly very fond of my aunt. 'So this is your great nephew?' he asked. 'That's right,' nodded Aunt Betsey ‘I would like you to come with me and choose a school for him, Mr Wickfield.' When the two of them returned, they were both full of praise for the school they'd visited. 'It'll be perfect for Trotwood,' Aunt Betsey declared,' but where can he live?' 'He could lodge here with us,' suggested Mr. Wickfield. I had already decided I liked Mr Wickfeld with his gentle, gracious manner, and I was even more certain when I met his daughter, Agnes. She was so sweet-natured and full of life. It was clear to me that we'd become very good friends. The next day I started at my new school. It was as different from Salem House as good is from evil. While Mr. Creakle had been a violent bully, my new headmaster, Doctor Strong, was kind and gentle. The schoolroom was a large, well-lit hall and the sheltered gardens were full of peach trees