最終更新日:2022/12/24
She is only coming to gloat over my bedraggled and flowerless borders and to sing the praises of her own detestably over-cultivated garden. I'm sick of being told that it's the envy of the neighbourhood; it's like everything else that belongs to her—her car, her dinner-parties, even her headaches, they are all superlative; no one else ever had anything like them.
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She
is
only
coming
to
gloat
over
my
bedraggled
and
flowerless
borders
and
to
sing
the
praises
of
her
own
detestably
over-cultivated
garden.
I'm
sick
of
being
told
that
it's
the
envy
of
the
neighbourhood;
it's
like
everything
else
that
belongs
to
her—her
car,
her
dinner-parties,
even
her
headaches,
they
are
all
superlative;
no
one
else
ever
had
anything
like
them.