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1、【国外英文文学】The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-timeThe Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-timeMark Haddon eVersion 3.0 - click for Inside Flap / Scan NotesPUBLISHED BY DOUBLEDAY a division of Random House,Inc. DOUBLEDAY and the portrayal of an anchor with a dolphin are registered tradema

2、rks of Random House, Inc. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, organizations, places, events, and incidents either are the product of the authors imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincide

3、ntal. Book design by Maria Carella Underground logo, fabric designs, and line diagrams are reproduced with the kind permission of Transport for London. Kuoni advertisement reproduced with the kind permission of Kuoni Travel Ltd. A-level maths question reproduced with the kind permission of Oxford Ca

4、mbridge and RSA Examinations (OCR). Every effort has been made to trace other copyright holders, and the publishers willbe happy to correct mistakes or omissions in future editions. Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data Haddon, Mark. The curious incident of the dog in the night-time : a

5、 novel / Mark Haddon. - 1st ed. p. cm. Despite his overwhelming fear of interacting with people, Christopher, a mathematically gifted, autistic fifteen-year-old boy, decides to investigate the murder of a neighbors dog and uncovers secret information about his mother. 1. Autism - Fiction. 2. Savants

6、 (Savant syndrome) - Fiction. 3. England - Fiction. I. Title. PZ7.H1165 Cu 2003 Fie - dc21 2002031355 ISBN 0-385-50945-6 Copyright ? 2002 by Mark Haddon All Rights Reserved Printed in the United States of America July 2003 First Edition 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1This book is dedicated to Sos With thanks t

7、o Kathryn Heyman, Clare Alexander, Kate Shaw and Dave Cohen2. It was 7 minutes after midnight. The dog was lying on the grass in the middle of the lawn in front of Mrs. Shearss house. Its eyes were closed. It looked as if it was running on its side, the way dogs run when they think they are chasing

8、a cat in a dream. But the dog was not running or asleep. The dog was dead. There was a garden fork sticking out of the dog. The points of the fork must have gone all the way through the dog and into the ground because the fork had not fallen over. I decided that the dog was probably killed with the

9、fork because I could not see any other wounds in the dog and I do not think you would stick a garden fork into a dog after it had died for some other reason, like cancer, for example, or a road accident. But I could not be certain about this.I went through Mrs. Shearss gate, closing it behind me. I

10、walked onto her lawn and knelt beside the dog. I put my hand on the muzzle of the dog. It was still warm.The dog was called Wellington. It belonged to Mrs. Shears, who was our friend. She lived on the opposite side of the road, two houses to the left.Wellington was a poodle. Not one of the small poo

11、dles that have hairstyles but a big poodle. It had curly black fur, but when you got close you could see that the skin underneath the fur was a very pale yellow, like chicken.I stroked Wellington and wondered who had killed him, and why.3. My name is Christopher John Francis Boone. I know all the co

12、untries of the world and their capital cities and every prime number up to 7,057.Eight years ago, when I first met Siobhan, she showed me this pictureand I knew that it meant sad, which is what I felt when I found the dead dog.Then she showed me this pictureand I knew that it meant happy, like when

13、Im reading about the Apollo space missions, or when I am still awake at 3 a.m. or 4 a.m. in the morning and I can walk up and down the street and pretend that I am the only person in the whole world.Then she drew some other picturesbut I was unable to say what these meant.I got Siobhan to draw lots

14、of these faces and then write down next to them exactly what they meant. I kept the piece of paper in my pocket and took it out when I didnt understand what someone was saying. But it was very difficult to decide which of the diagrams was most like the face they were making because peoples faces mov

15、e very quickly.When I told Siobhan that I was doing this, she got out a pencil and another piece of paper and said it probably made people feel veryand then she laughed. So I tore the original piece of paper up and threw it away. And Siobhan apologized. And now if I dont know what someone is saying,

16、 I ask them what they mean or I walk away.5. I pulled the fork out of the dog and lifted him into my arms and hugged him. He was leaking blood from the fork holes.I like dogs. You always know what a dog is thinking. It has four moods. Happy, sad, cross and concentrating. Also, dogs are faithful and

17、they do not tell lies because they cannot talk.I had been hugging the dog for 4 minutes when I heard screaming. I looked up and saw Mrs. Shears running toward me from the patio. She was wearing pajamas and a housecoat. Her toenails were painted bright pink and she had no shoes on.She was shouting, W

18、hat in fucks name have you done to my dog?I do not like people shouting at me. It makes me scared that they are going to hit me or touch me and I do not know what is going to happen.Let go of the dog, she shouted. Let go of the fucking dog for Christs sake.I put the dog down on the lawn and moved ba

19、ck 2 meters.She bent down. I thought she was going to pick the dog up herself, but she didnt. Perhaps she noticed how much blood there was and didnt want to get dirty. Instead she started screaming again.I put my hands over my ears and closed my eyes and rolled forward till I was hunched up with my

20、forehead pressed onto the grass. The grass was wet and cold. It was nice.7. This is a murder mystery novel.Siobhan said that I should write something I would want to read myself. Mostly I read books about science and maths. I do not like proper novels. In proper novels people say things like, I am v

21、eined with iron, with silver and with streaks of common mud. I cannot contract into the firm fist which those clench who do not depend on stimulus. 1 What does this mean? I do not know. Nor does Father. Nor does Siobhan or Mr. Jeavons. I have asked them.Siobhan has long blond hair and wears glasses

22、which are made of green plastic. And Mr. Jeavons smells of soap and wears brown shoes that have approximately 60 tiny circular holes in each of them.But I do like murder mystery novels. So I am writing a murder mystery novel.In a murder mystery novel someone has to work out who the murderer is and t

23、hen catch them. It is a puzzle. If it is a good puzzle you can sometimes work out the answer before the end of the book.Siobhan said that the book should begin with something to grab peoples attention. That is why I started with the dog. I also started with the dog because it happened to me and I fi

24、nd it hard to imagine things which did not happen to me.Siobhan read the first page and said that it was different. She put this word into inverted commas by making the wiggly quotation sign with her first and second fingers. She said that it was usually people who were killed in murder mystery nove

25、ls. I said that two dogs were killed in The Hound of the Baskervilles, the hound itself and James Mortimers spaniel, but Siobhan said they werent the victims of the murder, Sir Charles Baskerville was. She said that this was because readers cared more about people than dogs, so if a person was kille

26、d in a book, readers would want to carry on reading.I said that I wanted to write about something real and I knew people who had died but I did not know any people who had been killed, except Mr. Paulson, Edwards father from school, and that was a gliding accident, not murder, and I didnt really kno

27、w him. I also said that I cared about dogs because they were faithful and honest, and some dogs were cleverer and more interesting than some people. Steve, for example, who comes to the school on Thursdays, needs help to eat his food and could not even fetch a stick. Siobhan asked me not to say this

28、 to Steves mother.11. Then the police arrived. I like the police. They have uniforms and numbers and you know what they are meant to be doing. There was a policewoman and a policeman. The policewoman had a little hole in her tights on her left ankle and a red scratch in the middle of the hole. The p

29、oliceman had a big orange leaf stuck to the bottom of his shoe which was poking out from one side.The policewoman put her arms round Mrs. Shears and led her back toward the house.I lifted my head off the grass.The policeman squatted down beside me and said, Would you like to tell me whats going on h

30、ere, young man?I sat up and said, The dog is dead.Id got that far, he said.I said, I think someone killed the dog.How old are you? he asked.I replied, I am 15 years and 3 months and 2 days.And what, precisely, were you doing in the garden? he asked.I was holding the dog, I replied.And why were you h

31、olding the dog? he asked.This was a difficult question. It was something I wanted to do. I like dogs. It made me sad to see that the dog was dead.I like policemen, too, and I wanted to answer the question properly, but the policeman did not give me enough time to work out the correct answer.Why were

32、 you holding the dog? he asked again.I like dogs, I said.Did you kill the dog? he asked.I said, I did not kill the dog.Is this your fork? he asked.I said, No.You seem very upset about this, he said.He was asking too many questions and he was asking them too quickly. They were stacking up in my head

33、like loaves in the factory where Uncle Terry works. The factory is a bakery and he operates the slicing machines. And sometimes a slicer is not working fast enough but the bread keeps coming and there is a blockage. I sometimes think of my mind as a machine, but not always as a bread-slicing machine

34、. It makes it easier to explain to other people what is going on inside it.The policeman said, I am going to ask you once again. . .I rolled back onto the lawn and pressed my forehead to the ground again and made the noise that Father calls groaning. I make this noise when there is too much informat

35、ion coming into my head from the outside world. It is like when you are upset and you hold the radio against your ear and you tune it halfway between two stations so that all you get is white noise and then you turn the volume right up so that this is all you can hear and then you know you are safe

36、because you cannot hear anything else.The policeman took hold of my arm and lifted me onto my feet.I didnt like him touching me like this.And this is when I hit him.13. This will not be a funny book. I cannot tell jokes because I do not understand them. Here is a joke, as an example. It is one of Fa

37、thers.His face was drawn but the curtains were real.I know why this is meant to be funny. I asked. It is because drawn has three meanings, and they are (1) drawn with a pencil, (2) exhausted, and (3) pulled across a window, and meaning 1 refers to both the face and the curtains, meaning 2 refers onl

38、y to the face, and meaning 3 refers only to the curtains.If I try to say the joke to myself, making the word mean the three different things at the same time, it is like hearing three different pieces of music at the same time, which is uncomfortable and confusing and not nice like white noise. It i

39、s like three people trying to talk to you at the same time about different things.And that is why there are no jokes in this book.17. The policeman looked at me for a while without speaking. Then he said, I am arresting you for assaulting a police officer.This made me feel a lot calmer because it is

40、 what policemen say on television and in films.Then he said, I strongly advise you to get into the back of the police car, because if you try any of that monkey business again, you little shit, I will seriously lose my rag. Is that understood?I walked over to the police car, which was parked just ou

41、tside the gate. He opened the back door and I got inside. He climbed into the drivers seat and made a call on his radio to the policewoman, who was still inside the house. He said, The little bugger just had a pop at me, Kate. Can you hang on with Mrs. S. while I drop him off at the station? Ill get

42、 Tony to swing by and pick you up.And she said, Sure. Ill catch you later.The policeman said, Okeydoke, and we drove off.The police car smelled of hot plastic and aftershave and take-away chips.I watched the sky as we drove toward the town center. It was a clear night and you could see the Milky Way

43、.Some people think the Milky Way is a long line of stars, but it isnt. Our galaxy is a huge disk of stars millions of light-years across, and the solar system is somewhere near the outside edge of the disk.When you look in direction A, at 90 to the disk, you dont see many stars. But when you look in

44、 direction B, you see lots more stars because you are looking into the main body of the galaxy, and because the galaxy is a disk you see a stripe of stars.And then I thought about how for a long time scientists were puzzled by the fact that the sky is dark at night, even though there are billions of

45、 stars in the universe and there must be stars in every direction you look, so that the sky should be full of starlight because there is very little in the way to stop the light from reaching earth.Then they worked out that the universe was expanding, that the stars were all rushing away from one an

46、other after the Big Bang, and the further the stars were away from us the faster they were moving, some of them nearly as fast as the speed of light, which was why their light never reached us.I like this fact. It is something you can work out in your own mind just by looking at the sky above your h

47、ead at night and thinking without having to ask anyone.And when the universe has finished exploding, all the stars will slow down, like a ball that has been thrown into the air, and they will come to a halt and they will all begin to fall toward the center of the universe again. And then there will

48、be nothing to stop us from seeing all the stars in the world because they will all be moving toward us, gradually faster and faster, and we will know that the world is going to end soon because when we look up into the sky at night there will be no darkness, just the blazing light of billions and bi

49、llions of stars, all falling.Except that no one will see this because there will be no people left on the earth to see it. They will probably have become extinct by then. And even if there are people still in existence,they will not see it because the light will be so bright and hot that everyone will be burned to death, even if th