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3、The Key to Love 一 、INTRODUCTION選文簡(jiǎn)介： 　　“開(kāi)啟愛(ài)情之門(mén)的鑰匙”選自伊麗莎白·錢(qián)德勒（ElizabethChandler）的小說(shuō)《一見(jiàn)鐘 情》（AtFirstSight）。性格內(nèi)向的艾麗·帕克擔(dān)憂(yōu)著圣誕節(jié)的到來(lái)。她寧愿呆在寄宿學(xué) 校里也不愿跟她那些姐妹外出，她不喜歡她們那些華而不實(shí)的朋友們。在回家的路上， 艾麗遇上了英俊瀟灑的本·哈里格頓，她認(rèn)為自己可能找到了真愛(ài)的人。當(dāng)艾麗發(fā)現(xiàn)本· 哈里格頓也是她姐妹圈子里的一分子時(shí)，她的冬日浪漫夢(mèng)想破滅了。本是一個(gè)出色的小 伙子，他曾和鎮(zhèn)里最搶眼的姑娘約會(huì)——他顯然不適合她。但是隨著他們交往的加深，本 越發(fā)看起來(lái)不像她姐妹往常的那些朋友，但要他對(duì)艾麗這樣嚴(yán)肅的姑娘發(fā)生興趣似乎又 不大可能。那么，本會(huì)成為艾麗的最終情侶嗎？請(qǐng)看選文描述的本與艾麗不同尋常的見(jiàn) 面。 二 、 QUESTIONS BEFORE READING 閱 前 思 考 題 ： 　　1. Do you ever wonder about falling in love? 2. How do you understand true love? 3. Will you always remember your first love? 三 、 SELECTION 原 文 摘 選 ： It was only eight thirty when I got back to Jen's place, but I was tired. I lugged1 armloads of wood inside the one room cabin2, stoked up3 the fire, and put on my Field Follies nightshirt. The shirt, which was left over4 from our senior class performance, reached to midthigh and was decorated with glitter5 and tiny feathers in pink, purple, and orange. I pulled on the leopard6 slippers Tim had given me, laughing at my New Year's Eve outfit7. With my sleeping bag unzipped and spread out in front of the hearth8 and the lights extinguished9 so I could enjoy the flickering fire, I took out a new paperback romance and lay down to read. 　　I didn't make it past page eight. At least, that's what page I found myself faced down on when I awoke some time later. I jerked10 up, having been startled11 by a noise, though my head was too foggy12 to recall clearly what I'd heard. Snow sliding off the roof, I told myself. The fire nearly out, and the room was chilly. I rose to put on a log, then heard another noise: crunching snow, footsteps outside the cabin. 　　As if the person knew I was listening, the footsteps stopped. I waited in the silence, barely breathing. Maybe I'd imagined the steps; maybe it was just another moonlight hiker13. 　　I tiptoed14 over to the window and peered through the heavy curtains.My skin prickled15. From that angle I couldn't see anyone, but a car was parked out front one I didn't recognize. My Audi was around back.I wondered if I could slip out the front door, which was the only door to the place, and run around the cabin to my car.No--better to exit through the back window.The tiny back window?Calm down, Allie.This was just another camper,maybe someone who was lost, I told myself. But I was scared.Remember I'd left my cellular phone16 on the kitchen counter close to the door, I hurried to get it. I was about to punch 911, then realized that by the time the police found a cabin Windhaven, I could be wearing an ax in my back. 　　Just then the door handle rattled17. I watched in disbelief as someone standing on the other side of the door turned the knob. The door remained bolted closed; though Aunt Jen rarely locked up in the country, I had done so that night. 　　Then I heard metal scraping inside metal. How easy would it be to pick the old lock? 　　I reached for the only weapon close by a big iron skillet18 that hung above the stove. I stood back against the wall, my arms raised, ready to come down hard on the intruder. 　　The lock clicked, and the door swung open. 　　“ Ben!” 　　“ Allie!” 　　We stared at each other for a long moment, then he said, “ Could you lower that thing?” 　　I dropped the skillet to my side, feeling foolish and suddenly angry, having been frightened for no reason. “ What are you doing here?” 　　“ I was going to ask the same thing of you.” 　　“ I was given a key.” 　　“ So was I,” he said in a voice as icy as mine. 　　Then his eyes traveled down me, noticing the glittery nightshirt, my long bare legs, and the big leopard slippers. 　　“ You're supposed to be out celebrating,” I told him. “ Sandra will be waiting for you. She's spent the whole week putting together an incredible outfit.” “ I think yours wins the prize,” Ben replied, one side of his mouth drawing up. My cheeks burned, and I quickly walked away from him. 　　He followed me. “ Listen, I'm sorry,” he said, “ but Jen and my father never mentioned you might be here.” 　　“ Might be? She knew I was! I can't believe she tried to fix things this way!” 　　“ I honestly didn't know you were here, Allie,” he said, then leaned down and picked up my paperback.“ You read these kinds of books?” 　　I snatched the romance away from him. “ You had to see smoke coming out of the chimney. You had to know someone was inside.” 　　“ I was thinking about ... other things. I didn't even see your Audi, much less chimney smoke.” 　　“ And furthermore,” I said, as if I'd caught him in some kind of trick, “ that's not your car.” “ It's my father's. I lent mine to Craig since he needed an automatic.” 　　I tossed down the book. “ When I see Aunt Jen,” I muttered19 to myself. “ What was she trying to fix?” he asked. 　　I glanced up at time, and his dark brown eyes held mine. Would there ever be a time when he looked in my eyes and I didn't feel as if I were falling under his spell? I looked down quickly at my furry feet. I'd rather have taken a double set of exams than answer his one question. But I knew if I wanted to move on and be ready for the next time, I had to be straight with him. 　　“ Aunt Jen knows I, uh, kind of ... sort of ... fell for you. Big time.” My voice was shaking. “ Of course, you're used to that. Anyway, I missed my chance with you, and she was trying to give me another. That's all.” 　　I felt his hand on my shoulders. “ Allie, look at me,” he said. 　　“ Thanks, but I've looked enough.” 　　He cupped my face in his hands,lifting it up until I had to meet his eyes. “ Here's what I'm not used to: waking up able to think nothing but seeing one girl. Going to sleep, thinking about that girl. Hoping that when I turn a corner, that girl will be there. Driving and hoping like crazy every time I see a silver car go by. Listening everything anyone--including her sister who I'm supposed to be dating might say about the girl. Cheering at a basketball game, aware of every time the girl brushes against 20 me. Being jealous of a seven year
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