1、Passage Writing: The Continued part of The Chaser Five years later, the same creaky stairs, the same dim hallway, but Alan Austen, the young person who was talked into buying love potion years before, was not as snappy as he used to be. He pushed open the door, as he did five years ago. “Sit down, M
2、r.Austen,“ said the old man sitting in a rocking chair,“I know you would come again.“Heres the deal.eh.have you got any method to get rid of the effects of love potion?”asked Alan quite embarrassedly.“As I said before, my stock was not very large, but such as it is, its varied, and of course, it is
3、sufficient.“ replied the old man. “Excellent!“ cried Alan in rapture.“Heres the life cleaner, a liquid as colorless as water, quiet imperceptible in coffee, wine, and any other beverage. And I ask five thousand dollars. Never less. Not a penny less.“ said the old man, shaking a bottle gently, which
4、is quite familiar to Alan.“Life cleaner?“ cried Alan, shaking his head desperately.,“No! No! No! I will never kill her! She is Diana.” “Yeah, youd better give it a second thought. The effect of the mixture is permanent.“But Im so tired of this relationship. Its driving me crazy and Diana is really s
5、uffocating me.“ said Alan apprehensively: “No, I wont buy your stupid potion to kill anyone. I guess Id better go now.“ “Okay, take care, young man.“ said the old man “but next time you come again for the life cleaner, Ill ask 10,000 dollars, not 5,000 dollars anymore.“So Alan left. And the old man
6、was overwhelmed by the illusions that he would become the richest person in the neighborhood. Though he waited and waited, Alan didnt come. Three monthes later, in a sunny and pleasant afternoon, the old man sat in his rocking chair, just as he usually did, reading newspaper. Suddenly, his face was
7、frozen. The obituary on the newspaper said a young man named Alan Austen suicided himself by jumping from bridge. And his fiancee, a girl named Diana, committed suicide at home after learning the news.Somehow, two lines of muddy tears streamed down the old mans checks. He realized something. He felt like it was not the young men themselves who had killed them, but him. He got out of his rocking chair, strode to his shelves, took out of his life cleaner and drank it all. He wont deal in those potions any more, neither in another life.胡立雪
