原版英文小说 The Admirable Crichton
A moment before the curtain rises, the Hon. Ernest Woolley drives upto the door of Loam House in Mayfair. There is a happy smile on hispleasant, insignificant face, and this presumably means that he isthinking of himself. He is too busy over nothing, this man about town,to be always thinking of himself, but, on the other hand, he almostnever thinks of any other person.
A moment before the curtain rises, the Hon. Ernest Woolley drives upto the door of Loam House in Mayfair. There is a happy smile on hispleasant, insignificant face, and this presumably means that he isthinking of himself. He is too busy over nothing, this man about town,to be always thinking of himself, but, on the other hand, he almostnever thinks of any other person.