近期热门的优选书刊《飘》，轻松有趣温柔的治愈你(69)

Now the chandelier hung dark. It was twisted askew and most of the prisms were broken, as if the Yankee occupants had made their beauty a target for their boots.Now an oil lamp and a few candles lighted the room and the roaring fire in the wide hearth gave most of the illumination.Its flickering light showed how irreparably scarred and splintered the dull old floor was.Squares on the faded paper on the wall gave evidence that once the portraits had hung there, and wide cracks in the plaster recalled the day during the siege when a shell had exploded on the house and torn off parts of the roof and second floor.The heavy old mahogany table, spread with cake and decanters, still presided in the empty-looking dining room but it was scratched and the broken legs showed signs of clumsy repair.The sideboard, the silver and the spindly chairs were gone.The dull-gold damask draperies which had covered the arching French windows at the back of the room were missing, and only the remnants of the lace curtains remained, clean but obviously mended.