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1 Yeat followed year, and still Silas lived alone. The gold coins rose in the metal pot. He watched them and he worked. That was his life. No other thought, no other person had any part in it. The loom curved his back and his arms and legs, do that when he left it, the curves remained. It also gave his eyes a strange look. He was not forty years old, but his face was dry and yellow like an old man's. The children always called him “Old Master Marner.”
2 Every day had to bring water from a well and for this purpose he bought a small brown pot. Indeed, it was one of the few things for which he fad taken money from his metal pot. The pot was his most prized possession. He took pleasure in the touch of its round, smooth surface and firm handle as much as he enjoyed the satisfaction of having the cool, clear water ready for use. It had been hid friend for twelve years, always standing in the same spot, always waiting for him to go to the well in the morning.
Then one day, an he was returning from the well, he dropped it and it broke into three pieces. He picked up the pieces with a broken heart and stuck them together. Even though the pot would be of no use, he set it in its spot as a memorial for a lost friendship.
3 This is the history of Silas Marner until the fifteenth year after he came to Raveloe. The whole day th spent at his loom, his ears filled with the boring click of his weaving, his eyes bent close down in the threads, his arms and logs moving thoughtlessly the same motions.
But at night came his celebration. He closed and locked the door, shuttered the windows, and took out his gold. Long a go the pile of coins had become too large for the iron pot and he gad made two thick leather bags. Out poured the gold and silver pieces! How bright they shined! There was more gold than silver, and he spent the shillings and other small silver coins on his few necessities. His favorites were the gold pounds, but he loved them all. He spread them out in pile s and bathed his hands in them: then he counted them and set them up in regular columns, and felt their rounded outline between his thumb and fingers.
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2 Every day had to bring water from a well and for this purpose he bought a small brown pot. Indeed, it was one of the few things for which he fad taken money from his metal pot. The pot was his most prized possession. He took pleasure in the touch of its round, smooth surface and firm handle as much as he enjoyed the satisfaction of having the cool, clear water ready for use. It had been hid friend for twelve years, always standing in the same spot, always waiting for him to go to the well in the morning.
Then one day, an he was returning from the well, he dropped it and it broke into three pieces. He picked up the pieces with a broken heart and stuck them together. Even though the pot would be of no use, he set it in its spot as a memorial for a lost friendship.
3 This is the history of Silas Marner until the fifteenth year after he came to Raveloe. The whole day th spent at his loom, his ears filled with the boring click of his weaving, his eyes bent close down in the threads, his arms and logs moving thoughtlessly the same motions.
But at night came his celebration. He closed and locked the door, shuttered the windows, and took out his gold. Long a go the pile of coins had become too large for the iron pot and he gad made two thick leather bags. Out poured the gold and silver pieces! How bright they shined! There was more gold than silver, and he spent the shillings and other small silver coins on his few necessities. His favorites were the gold pounds, but he loved them all. He spread them out in pile s and bathed his hands in them: then he counted them and set them up in regular columns, and felt their rounded outline between his thumb and fingers.
고맙습니다.^^ 번역기도 괜찮지만 말은 되게 해주세요 ^0^
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