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8.THE THREE SISTERS
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Eight
THE THREE SISTERS
M iss Marple stood looking out of a window. Behind her, on the bed, was her suitcase. She looked out over the gardenwith unseeing eyes. It was not often that she failed to see a garden she was looking at, in either a mood of admirationor a mood of criticism. In this case it would presumably have been criticism. It was a neglected garden, a garden onwhich little money had been spent possibly for some years, and on which very little work had been done. The house,too, had been neglected. It was well proportioned, the furniture in it had been good furniture once, but had had little inlate years of polishing or attention. It was not a house, she thought, that had been, at any rate of late years, loved inany way. It lived up to its name: The Old Manor1 House. A house, built with grace and a certain amount of beauty,lived in once, cherished. The daughters and sons had married and left and now it was lived in by Mrs. Glynne who,from a word she had let fall when she showed Miss Marple up to the bedroom appointed to her, had inherited it withher sisters from an uncle and had come here to live with her sisters after her husband had died. They had all grownolder, their incomes had dwindled2, labour had been more difficult to get.
The other sisters, presumably, had remained unmarried, one older, one younger than Mrs. Glynne, two MissBradbury-Scotts.
There was no sign of anything which belonged to a child in the house. No discarded ball, no old perambulator, nolittle chair or a table. This was just a house with three sisters.
“Sounds very Russian,” murmured Miss Marple to herself. She did mean The Three Sisters, didn’t she? Chekhov,was it? Or Dostoyevsky? Really, she couldn’t remember. Three sisters. But these would certainly not be the kind ofthree sisters who were yearning3 to go to Moscow. These three sisters were presumably, she was almost sure they were,content to remain where they were. She had been introduced to the other two who had come, one out of the kitchenand one down a flight of stairs, to welcome her. Their manners were well-bred and gracious. They were what MissMarple would have called in her youth by the now obsolete4 term “ladies”—and what she once recalled calling“decayed ladies.” Her father had said to her:
“No, dear Jane, not decayed. Distressed5 gentlewomen.”
Gentlewomen nowadays were not so liable to be distressed. They were aided by Government or by Societies or bya rich relation. Or, perhaps—by someone like Mr. Rafiel. Because, after all, that was the whole point, the whole reasonfor her being here, wasn’t it? Mr. Rafiel had arranged all this. He had taken, Miss Marple thought, a good deal oftrouble about it. He had known, presumably, some four or five weeks before his death, just when that death was likelyto be, give and take a little, since doctors were usually moderately optimistic, knowing from experience that patientswho ought to die within a certain period very often took an unexpected lease of life and lingered on, still doomed6, butobstinately declining to take the final step. On the other hand, hospital nurses when in charge of patients, had, MissMarple thought from her experience, always expected the patients to be dead the next day, and were much surprisedwhen they were not. But in voicing their gloomy views to Doctor, when he came, they were apt to receive in reply asthe doctor went out of the hall door, a private aside of, “Linger a few weeks yet, I shouldn’t wonder.” Very nice ofDoctor to be so optimistic, Nurse would think, but surely Doctor was wrong. Doctor very often wasn’t wrong. Heknew that people who were in pain, helpless, crippled, even unhappy, still liked living and wanting to live. Theywould take one of Doctor’s pills to help them pass the night, but they had no intention of taking a few more thannecessary of Doctor’s pills, just in order to pass the threshold to a world that they did not as yet know anything about!
Mr. Rafiel. That was the person Miss Marple was thinking about as she looked across the garden with unseeingeyes. Mr. Rafiel? She felt now that she was getting a little closer to understanding the task laid upon her, the projectsuggested to her. Mr. Rafiel was a man who made plans. Made them in the same way that he planned financial dealsand takeovers. In the words of her servant, Cherry, he had had a problem. When Cherry had a problem, she often cameand consulted Miss Marple about it.
This was a problem that Mr. Rafiel could not deal with himself, which must have annoyed him very much, MissMarple thought, because he could usually deal with any problem himself and insisted on doing so. But he wasbedridden and dying. He could arrange his financial affairs, communicate with his lawyers, with his employees andwith such friends and relations as he had, but there was something or someone that he had not arranged for. A problemhe had not solved, a problem he still wanted to solve, a project he still wanted to bring about. And apparently7 it wasnot one that could be settled by financial aid, by business dealings, by the services of a lawyer.
“So he thought of me,” said Miss Marple.
It still surprised her very much. Very much indeed. However, in the sense she was now thinking of it, his letter hadbeen quite explicit8. He had thought she had certain qualifications for doing something. It had to do, she thought onceagain, with something in the nature of crime or affected9 by crime. The only other thing he knew about Miss Marplewas that she was devoted10 to gardens. Well it could hardly be a gardening problem that he wanted her to solve. But hemight think of her in connection with crime. Crime in the West Indies and crimes in her own neighbourhood at home.
A crime—where?
Mr. Rafiel had made arrangements. Arrangements, to begin with, with his lawyers. They had done their part. Afterthe right interval11 of time they had forwarded to her his letter. It had been, she thought, a well considered and wellthought out letter. It would have been simpler, certainly, to tell her exactly what he wanted her to do and why hewanted it. She was surprised in a way that he had not, before his death, sent for her, probably in a somewhatperemptory way and more or less lying on what he would have assured her was his deathbed, and would then havebullied her until she consented to do what he was asking her. But no, that would not really have been Mr. Rafiel’s way,she thought. He could bully12 people, none better, but this was not a case for bullying13, and he did not wish either, shewas sure, to appeal to her, to beg her to do him a favour, to urge her to redress14 a wrong. No. That again would nothave been Mr. Rafiel’s way. He wanted, she thought, as he had probably wanted all his life, to pay for what herequired. He wanted to pay her and therefore he wanted to interest her enough to enjoy doing certain work. The paywas offered to intrigue15 her, not really to tempt16 her. It was to arouse her interest. She did not think that he had said tohimself, “Offer enough money and she’ll leap at it” because, as she knew very well herself, the money sounded veryagreeable but she was not in urgent need of money. She had her dear and affectionate nephew who, if she was in straitsfor money of any kind, if she needed repairs to her house or a visit to a specialist or special treats, dear Raymondwould always provide them. No. The sum he offered was to be exciting. It was to be exciting in the same way as it wasexciting when you had a ticket for the Irish Sweep. It was a fine big sum of money that you could never achieve byany other means except luck.
But all the same, Miss Marple thought to herself, she would need some luck as well as hard work, she wouldrequire a lot of thought and pondering and possibly what she was doing might involve a certain amount of danger. Butshe’d got to find out herself what it was all about, he wasn’t going to tell her, partly perhaps because he did not want toinfluence her? It is hard to tell anyone about something without letting slip your own point of view about it. It could bethat Mr. Rafiel had thought that his own point of view might be wrong. It was not very like him to think such a thing,but it could be possible. He might suspect that his judgment17, impaired18 by illness, was not quite as good as it used tobe. So she, Miss Marple, his agent, his employee, was to make her own guesses, come to her own conclusions. Well, itwas time she came to a few conclusions now. In other words, back to the old question, what was all this about?
She had been directed. Let her take that first. She had been directed by a man who was now dead. She had beendirected away from St. Mary Mead19. Therefore, the task, whatever it must be, could not be attacked from there. It wasnot a neighbourhood problem, it was not a problem that you could solve just by looking through newspaper cuttings ormaking enquiries, not, that is, until you found what you had to make enquiries about. She had been directed, first to thelawyer’s office, then to read a letter—two letters—in her home, then to be sent on a pleasant and well run tour roundsome of the Famous Houses and Gardens of Great Britain. From that she had come to the next stepping stone. Thehouse she was in at this moment. The Old Manor House, Jocelyn St. Mary, where lived Miss Clotilde Bradbury-Scott,Mrs. Glynne and Miss Anthea Bradbury-Scott. Mr. Rafiel had arranged that, arranged it beforehand. Some weeksbefore he died. Probably it was the next thing he had done after instructing his lawyers and after booking a seat on thetour in her name. Therefore, she was in this house for a purpose. It might be for only two nights, it might be for longer.
There might be certain things arranged which would lead her to stay longer or she would be asked to stay longer. Thatbrought her back to where she stood now.
Mrs. Glynne and her two sisters. They must be concerned, implicated20 in whatever this was. She would have to findout what it was. The time was short. That was the only trouble. Miss Marple had no doubt for one moment that shehad the capacity to find out things. She was one of those chatty, fluffy21 old ladies whom other people expect to talk, toask questions that were, on the face of it, merely gossipy questions. She would talk about her childhood and thatwould lead to one of the sisters talking about theirs. She’d talk about food she had eaten, servants she had had,daughters and cousins and relations, travel, marriages, births and—yes—deaths. There must be no show of specialinterest in her eyes when she heard about a death. Not at all. Almost automatically she was sure she could come upwith the right response such as, “Oh dear me, how very sad!” She would have to find out relationships, incidents, lifestories, see if any suggestive incidents would pop up, so to speak. It might be some incidents in the neighbourhood,not directly concerned with these three people. Something they could know about, talk about, or were pretty sure totalk about. Anyway, there would be something here, some clue, some pointer. The second day from now she wouldrejoin the tour unless she had by that time some indication that she was not to rejoin the tour. Her mind swept from thehouse to the coach and the people who had sat in it. It might be that what she was seeking had been there in the coach,and would be there again when she rejoined it. One person, several people, some innocent (some not so innocent),some long past story. She frowned a little, trying to remember something. Something that had flashed in her mind thatshe had thought: Really I am sure—of what had she been sure?
Her mind went back to the three sisters. She must not be too long up here. She must unpack22 a few modest needs fortwo nights, something to change into this evening, night clothes, sponge bag, and then go down and rejoin herhostesses and make pleasant talk. A main point had to be decided23. Were the three sisters to be her allies or were thethree sisters enemies? They might fall into either category. She must think about that carefully.
There was a tap on the door and Mrs. Glynne entered.
“I do hope you will be quite comfortable here. Can I help you to unpack? We have a very nice woman who comesin but she is only here in the morning. But she’ll help you with anything.”
“Oh no, thank you,” said Miss Marple. “I only took out just a few necessities.”
“I thought I’d show you the way downstairs again. It’s rather a rambling24 house, you know. There are two staircasesand it does make it a little difficult. Sometimes people lose their way.”
“Oh, it’s very kind of you,” said Miss Marple.
“I hope then you will come downstairs and we will have a glass of sherry before lunch.”
Miss Marple accepted gratefully and followed her guide down the stairs. Mrs. Glynne, she judged, was a goodmany years younger than she herself was. Fifty, perhaps. Not much more. Miss Marple negotiated the stairs carefully,her left knee was always a little uncertain. There was, however, a banister at one side of the stairs. Very beautifulstairs they were, and she remarked on them.
“It is really a very lovely house,” she said. “Built I suppose in the 1700s. Am I right?”
“1780,” said Mrs. Glynne.
She seemed pleased with Miss Marple’s appreciation25. She took Miss Marple into the drawing room. A largegraceful room. There were one or two rather beautiful pieces of furniture. A Queen Anne desk and a William andMary oystershell bureau. There were also some rather cumbrous Victorian settees and cabinets. The curtains were ofchintz, faded and somewhat worn, the carpet was, Miss Marple thought, Irish. Possibly a Limerick Aubusson type.
The sofa was ponderous26 and the velvet27 of it much worn. The other two sisters were already sitting there. They rose asMiss Marple came in and approached her, one with a glass of sherry, the other directing her to a chair.
“I don’t know whether you like sitting rather high? So many people do.”
“I do,” said Miss Marple. “It’s so much easier. One’s back, you know.”
The sisters appeared to know about the difficulties of backs. The eldest28 of the sisters was a tall handsome woman,dark with a black coil of hair. The other one might have been a good deal younger. She was thin with grey hair thathad once been fair hanging untidily on her shoulders and a faintly wraithlike29 appearance. She could be castsuccessfully as a mature Ophelia, Miss Marple thought.
Clotilde, Miss Marple thought, was certainly no Ophelia, but she would have made a magnificent Clytemnestra—she could have stabbed a husband in his bath with exultation30. But since she had never had a husband, that solutionwouldn’t do. Miss Marple could not see her murdering anyone else but a husband — and there had been noAgamemnon in this house.
Clotilde Bradbury-Scott, Anthea Bradbury-Scott, Lavinia Glynne. Clotilde was handsome, Lavinia was plain butpleasant-looking, Anthea had one eyelid31 which twitched32 from time to time. Her eyes were large and grey and she hadan odd way of glancing round to right and then to left, and then suddenly, in a rather strange manner, behind her overher shoulder. It was as though she felt someone was watching her all the time. Odd, thought Miss Marple. Shewondered a little about Anthea.
They sat down and conversation ensued. Mrs. Glynne left the room, apparently for the kitchen. She was, it seemed,the active domestic one of the three. The conversation took a usual course. Clotilde Bradbury-Scott explained that thehouse was a family one. It had belonged to her great-uncle and then to her uncle and when he had died it was left toher and her two sisters who had joined her there.
“He only had one son, you see,” explained Miss Bradbury-Scott, “and he was killed in the war. We are really thelast of the family, except for some very distant cousins.”
“A beautifully proportioned house,” said Miss Marple. “Your sister tells me it was built about 1780.”
“Yes, I believe so. One could wish, you know, it was not quite so large and rambling.”
“Repairs too,” said Miss Marple, “come very heavy nowadays.”
“Oh yes, indeed,” Clotilde sighed. “And in many ways we have to let a lot of it just fall down. Sad, but there it is.
A lot of the outhouses, for instance, and a greenhouse. We had a very beautiful big greenhouse.”
“Lovely muscat grapevine in it,” said Anthea. “And Cherry Pie used to grow all along the walls inside. Yes, Ireally regret that very much. Of course, during the war one could not get any gardeners. We had a very younggardener and then he was called up. One does not of course grudge33 that, but all the same it was impossible to getthings repaired and so the whole greenhouse fell down.”
“So did the little conservatory34 near the house.”
Both sisters sighed, with the sighing of those who have noted35 time passing, and times changing—but not for thebetter.
There was a melancholy36 here in this house, thought Miss Marple. It was impregnated somehow with sorrow—asorrow that could not be dispersed37 or removed since it had penetrated38 too deep. It had sunk in … She shiveredsuddenly.

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1 manor d2Gy4     
n.庄园,领地
参考例句:
  • The builder of the manor house is a direct ancestor of the present owner.建造这幢庄园的人就是它现在主人的一个直系祖先。
  • I am not lord of the manor,but its lady.我并非此地的领主,而是这儿的女主人。
2 dwindled b4a0c814a8e67ec80c5f9a6cf7853aab     
v.逐渐变少或变小( dwindle的过去式和过去分词 )
参考例句:
  • Support for the party has dwindled away to nothing. 支持这个党派的人渐渐化为乌有。
  • His wealth dwindled to nothingness. 他的钱财化为乌有。 来自《简明英汉词典》
3 yearning hezzPJ     
a.渴望的;向往的;怀念的
参考例句:
  • a yearning for a quiet life 对宁静生活的向往
  • He felt a great yearning after his old job. 他对过去的工作有一种强烈的渴想。
4 obsolete T5YzH     
adj.已废弃的,过时的
参考例句:
  • These goods are obsolete and will not fetch much on the market.这些货品过时了,在市场上卖不了高价。
  • They tried to hammer obsolete ideas into the young people's heads.他们竭力把陈旧思想灌输给青年。
5 distressed du1z3y     
痛苦的
参考例句:
  • He was too distressed and confused to answer their questions. 他非常苦恼而困惑,无法回答他们的问题。
  • The news of his death distressed us greatly. 他逝世的消息使我们极为悲痛。
6 doomed EuuzC1     
命定的
参考例句:
  • The court doomed the accused to a long term of imprisonment. 法庭判处被告长期监禁。
  • A country ruled by an iron hand is doomed to suffer. 被铁腕人物统治的国家定会遭受不幸的。
7 apparently tMmyQ     
adv.显然地;表面上,似乎
参考例句:
  • An apparently blind alley leads suddenly into an open space.山穷水尽,豁然开朗。
  • He was apparently much surprised at the news.他对那个消息显然感到十分惊异。
8 explicit IhFzc     
adj.详述的,明确的;坦率的;显然的
参考例句:
  • She was quite explicit about why she left.她对自己离去的原因直言不讳。
  • He avoids the explicit answer to us.他避免给我们明确的回答。
9 affected TzUzg0     
adj.不自然的,假装的
参考例句:
  • She showed an affected interest in our subject.她假装对我们的课题感到兴趣。
  • His manners are affected.他的态度不自然。
10 devoted xu9zka     
adj.忠诚的,忠实的,热心的,献身于...的
参考例句:
  • He devoted his life to the educational cause of the motherland.他为祖国的教育事业贡献了一生。
  • We devoted a lengthy and full discussion to this topic.我们对这个题目进行了长时间的充分讨论。
11 interval 85kxY     
n.间隔,间距;幕间休息,中场休息
参考例句:
  • The interval between the two trees measures 40 feet.这两棵树的间隔是40英尺。
  • There was a long interval before he anwsered the telephone.隔了好久他才回了电话。
12 bully bully     
n.恃强欺弱者,小流氓;vt.威胁,欺侮
参考例句:
  • A bully is always a coward.暴汉常是懦夫。
  • The boy gave the bully a pelt on the back with a pebble.那男孩用石子掷击小流氓的背脊。
13 bullying f23dd48b95ce083d3774838a76074f5f     
v.恐吓,威逼( bully的现在分词 );豪;跋扈
参考例句:
  • Many cases of bullying go unreported . 很多恐吓案件都没有人告发。
  • All cases of bullying will be severely dealt with. 所有以大欺小的情况都将受到严肃处理。 来自《简明英汉词典》
14 redress PAOzS     
n.赔偿,救济,矫正;v.纠正,匡正,革除
参考例句:
  • He did all that he possibly could to redress the wrongs.他尽了一切努力革除弊端。
  • Any man deserves redress if he has been injured unfairly.任何人若蒙受不公平的损害都应获得赔偿。
15 intrigue Gaqzy     
vt.激起兴趣,迷住;vi.耍阴谋;n.阴谋,密谋
参考例句:
  • Court officials will intrigue against the royal family.法院官员将密谋反对皇室。
  • The royal palace was filled with intrigue.皇宫中充满了勾心斗角。
16 tempt MpIwg     
vt.引诱,勾引,吸引,引起…的兴趣
参考例句:
  • Nothing could tempt him to such a course of action.什么都不能诱使他去那样做。
  • The fact that she had become wealthy did not tempt her to alter her frugal way of life.她有钱了,可这丝毫没能让她改变节俭的生活习惯。
17 judgment e3xxC     
n.审判;判断力,识别力,看法,意见
参考例句:
  • The chairman flatters himself on his judgment of people.主席自认为他审视人比别人高明。
  • He's a man of excellent judgment.他眼力过人。
18 impaired sqtzdr     
adj.受损的;出毛病的;有(身体或智力)缺陷的v.损害,削弱( impair的过去式和过去分词 )
参考例句:
  • Much reading has impaired his vision. 大量读书损害了他的视力。 来自《现代汉英综合大词典》
  • His hearing is somewhat impaired. 他的听觉已受到一定程度的损害。 来自《现代汉英综合大词典》
19 mead BotzAK     
n.蜂蜜酒
参考例句:
  • He gave me a cup of mead.他给我倒了杯蜂蜜酒。
  • He drank some mead at supper.晚饭时他喝了一些蜂蜜酒。
20 implicated 8443a53107b44913ed0a3f12cadfa423     
adj.密切关联的;牵涉其中的
参考例句:
  • These groups are very strongly implicated in the violence. 这些组织与这起暴力事件有着极大的关联。 来自《简明英汉词典》
  • Having the stolen goods in his possession implicated him in the robbery. 因藏有赃物使他涉有偷盗的嫌疑。 来自《现代汉英综合大词典》
21 fluffy CQjzv     
adj.有绒毛的,空洞的
参考例句:
  • Newly hatched chicks are like fluffy balls.刚孵出的小鸡像绒毛球。
  • The steamed bread is very fluffy.馒头很暄。
22 unpack sfwzBO     
vt.打开包裹(或行李),卸货
参考例句:
  • I must unpack before dinner.我得在饭前把行李打开。
  • She said she would unpack the items later.她说以后再把箱子里的东西拿出来。
23 decided lvqzZd     
adj.决定了的,坚决的;明显的,明确的
参考例句:
  • This gave them a decided advantage over their opponents.这使他们比对手具有明显的优势。
  • There is a decided difference between British and Chinese way of greeting.英国人和中国人打招呼的方式有很明显的区别。
24 rambling MTfxg     
adj.[建]凌乱的,杂乱的
参考例句:
  • We spent the summer rambling in Ireland. 我们花了一个夏天漫游爱尔兰。
  • It was easy to get lost in the rambling house. 在布局凌乱的大房子里容易迷路。
25 appreciation Pv9zs     
n.评价;欣赏;感谢;领会,理解;价格上涨
参考例句:
  • I would like to express my appreciation and thanks to you all.我想对你们所有人表达我的感激和谢意。
  • I'll be sending them a donation in appreciation of their help.我将送给他们一笔捐款以感谢他们的帮助。
26 ponderous pOCxR     
adj.沉重的,笨重的,(文章)冗长的
参考例句:
  • His steps were heavy and ponderous.他的步伐沉重缓慢。
  • It was easy to underestimate him because of his occasionally ponderous manner.由于他偶尔现出的沉闷的姿态,很容易使人小看了他。
27 velvet 5gqyO     
n.丝绒,天鹅绒;adj.丝绒制的,柔软的
参考例句:
  • This material feels like velvet.这料子摸起来像丝绒。
  • The new settlers wore the finest silk and velvet clothing.新来的移民穿着最华丽的丝绸和天鹅绒衣服。
28 eldest bqkx6     
adj.最年长的,最年老的
参考例句:
  • The King's eldest son is the heir to the throne.国王的长子是王位的继承人。
  • The castle and the land are entailed on the eldest son.城堡和土地限定由长子继承。
29 wraithlike 78f2a7fece6ae042952be6aa59620f0c     
参考例句:
30 exultation wzeyn     
n.狂喜,得意
参考例句:
  • It made him catch his breath, it lit his face with exultation. 听了这个名字,他屏住呼吸,乐得脸上放光。
  • He could get up no exultation that was really worthy the name. 他一点都激动不起来。
31 eyelid zlcxj     
n.眼睑,眼皮
参考例句:
  • She lifted one eyelid to see what he was doing.她抬起一只眼皮看看他在做什么。
  • My eyelid has been tumid since yesterday.从昨天起,我的眼皮就肿了。
32 twitched bb3f705fc01629dc121d198d54fa0904     
vt.& vi.(使)抽动,(使)颤动(twitch的过去式与过去分词形式)
参考例句:
  • Her lips twitched with amusement. 她忍俊不禁地颤动着嘴唇。
  • The child's mouth twitched as if she were about to cry. 这小孩的嘴抽动着,像是要哭。 来自《简明英汉词典》
33 grudge hedzG     
n.不满,怨恨,妒嫉;vt.勉强给,不情愿做
参考例句:
  • I grudge paying so much for such inferior goods.我不愿花这么多钱买次品。
  • I do not grudge him his success.我不嫉妒他的成功。
34 conservatory 4YeyO     
n.温室,音乐学院;adj.保存性的,有保存力的
参考例句:
  • At the conservatory,he learned how to score a musical composition.在音乐学校里,他学会了怎样谱曲。
  • The modern conservatory is not an environment for nurturing plants.这个现代化温室的环境不适合培育植物。
35 noted 5n4zXc     
adj.著名的,知名的
参考例句:
  • The local hotel is noted for its good table.当地的那家酒店以餐食精美而著称。
  • Jim is noted for arriving late for work.吉姆上班迟到出了名。
36 melancholy t7rz8     
n.忧郁,愁思;adj.令人感伤(沮丧)的,忧郁的
参考例句:
  • All at once he fell into a state of profound melancholy.他立即陷入无尽的忧思之中。
  • He felt melancholy after he failed the exam.这次考试没通过,他感到很郁闷。
37 dispersed b24c637ca8e58669bce3496236c839fa     
adj. 被驱散的, 被分散的, 散布的
参考例句:
  • The clouds dispersed themselves. 云散了。
  • After school the children dispersed to their homes. 放学后,孩子们四散回家了。
38 penetrated 61c8e5905df30b8828694a7dc4c3a3e0     
adj. 击穿的,鞭辟入里的 动词penetrate的过去式和过去分词形式
参考例句:
  • The knife had penetrated his chest. 刀子刺入了他的胸膛。
  • They penetrated into territory where no man had ever gone before. 他们已进入先前没人去过的地区。


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