原版英文小说 The Amateur Poacher
They burned the old gun that used to stand in the dark corner up in thegarret, close to the stuffed fox that always grinned so fiercely.
Perhaps the reason why he seemed in such a ghastly rage was that he didnot come by his death fairly. Otherwise his pelt would not have been soperfect. And why else was he put away up there out of sight?--and somagnificent a brush as he had too. But there he stood, and mounted guardover the old flintlock that was so powerful a magnet to us in thosedays.