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which is covered with all sorts of food ready to be eaten. In the foreground we can see a huge yoghurt, and in the bottom right-hand corner a very big tin of sliced pineapple. On the left, next to the yoghurt, there is a hot dog and behind it, pancakes with honey on them. A loaf of bread which has been opened can be seen between the pancakes and the tin of pineapple. Completely on the left there is a piece of bacon and behind it a carton of milk, a glass and some fruit. On the far side of the table

them?” asked the brother. “A moment ago they were gray—as gray as steel cables. Now they’re blue!” “The sun’s brighter,” said the skipper, shrugging. “Or it’s playing tricks with your own eyes. No matter, there’s no color in the grave.” Intermittent whistles of fishing boats clashed with the incessant screeching of the gulls; together they formed the universal sounds of the waterfront. It was late afternoon, the sun a fireball in the west, the air still and too damp, too hot. Above the piers and facing

tell us how and why this has come about. So, Jacqueline, has British food really changed so much? JACQUELINE: Oh, yes, almost out of all recognition. You have to remember that, back in the early sixties, most people thought spaghetti came out of a tin, very few people would have been able to tell you what a spring roll was, oil was hardly ever used in cooking, and the only herb in frequent use was parsley. PRESENTER: So what happened to change all that? JACQUELINE: Well, two things really. In the

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Bouvard Oscar WILDE : On lui avait demandé un prix exorbitant pour une opération chirurgicale : « Eh bien, dit-il, je crois que je vais mourir très au-dessus de mes moyens. » ! Il dit un jour 'à propos d'un mot spirituel « J'aimerais avoir dit cela. » Whistler, un de ses confrères, lui dit « Vous l'aurez dit, Oscar, vous l'aurez dit. » Dialogue : Un de ses personnages offre une pilule empoisonnée à une tante fort riche et dont il est l'héritier La tante demande « Et cette pilule guérit de quoi ? - De tout

the sort of job that boys who flunk their exams may be expected to hold. Even lower down on the scale is the completely uneducated street vendor who offers gram (roasted chickpeas), but a hint at the outcome of the story is given as he cheerfully whistles the tune “We are the bul-buls of our land, our land is Paradise” (23). The bulbul is a bird celebrated in ancient Persian poetry for its romantic song (often rendered in European translations as “nightingale” and serving much the same function in

stairway, on this landing, for a while only the old woman's apartment will be left occupied. That's good... just in case...” he thought again, and rang at the old woman's apartment. The bell jingled feebly, as though it were made not of brass but of tin. In the small apartments of such houses almost all the bells are like that. He had forgotten the ring of this bell, and now its peculiar ring seemed suddenly to remind him of something and bring it clearly before him...He jumped, so weak had his nerves