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It was Sunday. I never get up early on Sundays. I sometimes stay in bed until lunchtime. Last Sunday I got up very late. I looked out of the window. It was dark outside. "What a day!" I thought. "It's raining again." Just then, the telephone rang. It was my aunt Lucy, "I've just arrived by train," she said. "I'm comming to see you." "But I'm still having breakfast," I said.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"I'm having breakfast," I repeated.
"Dear me," she said. "Do you always get up so late? It's one o'clock!"参考译文
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那是个星期天，而在星期天我是从来不早起的，有时我要一直躺到吃午饭的时候。上个星期天，我起的很晚。我望望窗外，外面一片昏暗。“鬼天气！”我想，“又下雨了。”正在这时，电话铃响了。是我姑母露西打来的。“我刚下火车，”她说，“我这就来看你。”
“但我还在吃早饭，”我说。
“你再干什么？”她问道。
“我正在吃早饭，”我又说了一遍。
“天啊，”她说，“你总是起的这么晚吗？现在已经 1 点钟了！”