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The Continued Part of The Chaser Written by Myself

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Ten years later, the same tiny room, the same old man sitting in the same rocking chair, but the emotion of Alan seems quite different.

“Sit down, Mr. Austen”, said the old man, “I am glad to meet you again. Do you enjoy the effects of the mixture?”

“Well… that is OK, I mean… it is really sufficient.” sitting on the chair uneasily, “But, er…”

“Everything here is sufficient actually, not only the love potion but also the glove-cleaner, or the life-cleaner, if you’d like to call it like this.” interrupted the old man.

“Yeah, of course they do,” said Alan, “but er…do you…I mean have you got any method to get rid of the effects?” asked Alan quite embarrassedly.

“My dear sir,” replied the old man, “the effects of the mixtures here are permanent.”

“So, you mean you don’t?” with some sweats on his forehead, “No, it can’t be true! You’ve must got something… something to cancel it!” flapped the table without control.

“Well, well, well,” said the old man, holding Alan to sit back “you don’t have to be so worried, Mr. Austen.” “You can find whatever you want here, although some of them are little expensive, like the life-cleaner. It is five thousand dollars, never a penny less, many people still try to save up for it to get their goals.”

“I have nothing to ask for but turning Diana back! I don’t want this doll! I miss her, miss the real her so much!” cried Alan with a hoarse voice.

“if you don’t love her anymore, why not just do something?” said the old man.

“What do you mean? You mean you can help me?” looking back to the old man very eagerly.

“It is my pleasure, my dear sir,” said the old man with an unnoticed smile on his face.

“Wonderful!” cried Alan excitedly. “What should I do then?”

“You see, everything here is sufficient, and I’m sure you can find what you need to help you.” shaking a bottle gently, a bottle which is quite familiar.

“you mean the life cleaner?” widen his eyes ,“No! No! No! I will never kill her! She is Diana.” shooking his head desperately.

“yes, my dear sir, she is Diana, if you really think so.” Put the bottle down and returned to his newspaper.

Recalling all the things happened these ten years, Alan’s eyes focus on the bottle again. “maybe, you are right.” murmured Alan, “She is not Diana! She stole my dearest Diana!” Alan lost control of himself and become devilish. “I will kill her, the siren! No body will know it, right? ”

“Yes, of course. It is colourless, tastless and imperceptible to any known method of autopsy.” but as I told you before, it is a little dear, but I am sure it is not a problem for you, my dear sir.”

“it is not a case if the siren can be punished!” said Alan undoubtedly and hand over a check with 5000 dollars.

“OK, my dearest sir, it is yours now.” the old man handed over the bottle after he filled it and smiled with wrinkles all over his face.

Grabbed it over, Alan went out of the room.

“Good luck, young man.” Said the old man in a low voice.

Alan Austen, as nervous as a kitten, went up certain dark and creaky stairs in the neighborhood of Pell Street, and peered about for a long time on the dim landing before he found the name he wanted written obscurely on one of the doors.

He pushed open this door, as he had been told to do, and found himself in a tiny room, which contained no furniture but a plain kitchen table, a rocking chair, and an ordinary chair. On one of the dirty, buff-coloured walls were a couple of shelves, containing in all perhaps a dozen bottles and jars.

An old man sat in the rocking chair, reading a newspaper. Alan, without a word, handed him the card he had been given. "Sit down, Mr. Austen," said the old man very politely. "I am glad to make your acquaintance."

"Is it true," asked Alan, "that you have a certain mixture that has... er... quite extraordinary effects?"

"My dear sir," replied the old man, "my stock in trade is not very large — I don't deal in laxatives and teething mixtures — but such as it is, it is varied. I think nothing I sell has effects which could be precisely described as ordinary."

"Well, the fact is..." began Alan.

"Here, for example," interrupted the old man, reaching for a bottle from the shelf. "Here is a liquid as colourless as water, almost tasteless, quite imperceptible in coffee, wine, or any other beverage. It is also quite imperceptible to any known method of autopsy."

"Do you mean it is a poison?" cried Alan, very much horrified.

"Call it a glove-cleaner if you like," said the old man indifferently. "Maybe it will clean gloves. I have never tried. One might call it a life-cleaner. Lives need cleaning sometimes."

"I want nothing of that sort," said Alan.

"Probably it is just as well," said the old man. "Do you know the price of this? For one teaspoonful, which is sufficient, I ask five thousand dollars. Never less. Not a penny less."

"I hope all your mixtures are not as expensive," said Alan apprehensively.

"Oh dear, no," said the old man. "It would be no good charging that sort of price for a love potion, for example. Young people who need a love potion very seldom have five thousand dollars. Otherwise they would not need a love potion."

"I am glad to hear that," said Alan.

"I look at it like this," said the old man. "Please a customer with one article, and he will come back when he needs another. Even if it is more costly. He will save up for it, if necessary."

"So," said Alan, "you really do sell love potions?

"If I did not sell love potions," said the old man, reaching for another bottle, "I should not have mentioned the other matter to you. It is only when one is in a position to oblige that one can afford to be so confidential."

"And these potions," said Alan. "They are not just... just... er...

"Oh, no," said the old man. "Their effects are permanent, and extend far beyond the mere casual impulse. But they include it. Oh, yes they include it. Bountifully, insistently. Everlastingly."

"Dear me!" said Alan, attempting a look of scientific detachment. "How very interesting!"

"But consider the spiritual side," said the old man.

"I do, indeed," said Alan.

"For indifference," said the old man, "they substitute devotion. For scorn, adoration. Give one tiny measure of this to the young lady — its flavour is imperceptible in orange juice, soup, or cocktails — and however gay and giddy she is, she will change altogether. She will want nothing but solitude and you."

"I can hardly believe it," said Alan. "She is so fond of parties."

"She will not like them any more," said the old man. "She will be afraid of the pretty girls you may meet."

"She will actually be jealous?" cried Alan in a rapture "Of me?"

"Yes, she will want to be everything to you."

"She is, already. Only she doesn't care about it."

"She will, when she has taken this. She will care intensely. You will be her sole interest in life."

"Wonderful!" cried Alan.

"She will want to know all you do," said the old man. "All that has happened to you during the day. Every word of it. She will want to know what you are thinking about, why you smile suddenly, why you are looking sad."

"That is love!" cried Alan.

"Yes," said the old man. "How carefully she will look after you! She will never allow you to be tired, to sit in a draught, to neglect your food. If you are an hour late, she will be terrified. She will think you are killed, or that some siren has caught you."

"I can hardly imagine Diana like that!" cried Alan, overwhelmed with joy.

"You will not have to use your imagination," said the old man. "And, by the way, since there are always sirens, if by any chance you should, later on, slip a little, you need not worry. She will forgive you, in the end. She will be terribly hurt, of course, but she will forgive you — in the end."

"That will not happen," said Alan fervently

"Of course not," said the old man. "But, if it did, you need not worry. She would never divorce you. Oh, no! And, of course, she will never give you the least, the very least, grounds for — uneasiness."

"And how much," said Alan, "is this wonderful mixture?"

"It is not as dear," said the old man, "as the glove-cleaner, or life-cleaner, as I sometimes call it. No. That is five thousand dollars, never a penny less. One has to be older than you are, to indulge in that sort of thing. One has to save up for it."

"But the love potion?" said Alan.

"Oh, that," said the old man, opening the drawer in the kitchen table, and taking out a tiny, rather dirty-looking phial. "That is just a dollar."

"I can't tell you how grateful I am," said Alan, watching him fill it.

"I like to oblige," said the old man. "Then customers come back, later in life, when they are better off, and want more expensive things. Here you are. You will find it very effective."

"Thank you again," said Alan. "Good-bye."

"Au revoir," said the man.

summary: Maidens are warned against entering Chaser's woods for fear of losing their virginity. Margaret goes running into the woods to pluck roses, where she encounters Tam O the Lyn, who takes her by the hand. When she returns home, the other girls remark that she appears to be with child, and advise her about finding herbs to induce abortion. She returns to the woods, where she meets with Tam Lin again, who asks her to spare the child. He then instructs her how to rescue her from the fairies. She follows his instructions and rescues him, earning the wrath of the Queen.

1. I forbid you maidens all

And a warning take by me

Don't go down to the Chaser's wood

If a maid you want to return, return

If a maid you want to return.

2. Lady Margaret, Lady Margaret, she's sitting in her bower

She as red as any rose

And she's longed to go the Chaser's woods

To pull them flowers that grow, grow

to pull them flowers that grow

3. Now she taken out her silver comb

Made haste to comb her hair

And she's gone down to the Chaser's wood

As fast as she could tear, could tear

as fast as she could tear

4. But she hadn't pulled but the one red rose

The rose that grows there in the green

When a voice said, "Lady, how you dare touch a rose

Without no leave of me, of me,

without no leave of me."

5. "This rose it is my very own

My father he gave it to me.

and I'll bend and I'll pull and I'll break the branch

And I won't ask leave of thee, of thee,

no I won't ask leave of thee."

6. He's taken her by the middle so small

Down to where the grass it grows so green

And what he done, well I just couldn't say

But he never once asked her leave, her leave

He never once asked her leave.

7. Four and twenty ladies, all sitting in the hall

All playing at the chess

All except for a young Margaret

She's green as any grass, any grass,

she's green as any grass.

8. Yes, there's four and twenty ladies, all sitting in the hall

All as red as the rose

All except for a young Margaret

Pale and wan she goes, she goes

pale and wan she goes.

9. Well, up there spoke one of them girls

And on her face was a smile

"I think my lady's loved a little long

And now she goes with child, with child

Yes, and now she goes with child."

10. Up there spoke another of them girls

A pretty little girl was she

"I know a herb growing in the Chaser's woods

That'll twine the babe from thee, from thee

That will twine the babe from thee."

11. Lady Margaret, she's taken out her silver comb

Made haste to comb her hair

And she's gone down to the Chaser's wood

As fast as she could tear, could tear

as fast as she could tear.

12. But she hadn't pulled but the one bit o' herb

The herb that grows there in the loam

When up there spoke young Tam Lin

Saying, "Margaret, leave it alone

Oh, sweetheart, Margaret, leave it alone."

13. "Why do you want that bitter, bitter herb

The herb that grows there in the grey

Except to twine away the pretty little babe

We got in our play, our play,

That we got in our play?"

14. "Oh tell me this, Tam Lin," she says

"If a mortal man you be?"

"Well, I'll tell you truth without the word of a lie

I got christened as good as thee, as thee

I got christened as good as thee."

15. "But as I rode out on a bitter, bitter day

'Twas from my horse I fell

And the Queen of the Elvens did take me

In yonder green wood to dwell, to dwell

in yonder green wood to dwell."

16. "And it's every seventh seventh year

We pay toll to hell ans the last one here is the first to go.

And I fear the toll, it's meself, it's meself

Yes, I fear the toll's meself."

17. "Oh, tonight it is the Halloween

When the Elven Court shall ride

And if you would your true lover save

By the old mill bridge you must hide, you must hide

By the old mill bridge you must hide."

18. First there'll come the black horse

And it's then there'll come the brown

they'll both race by the white

You must throw your arms up around my neck

And I must not hear afright, afright

I must not hear afright."

19. "And they'll change me then, and it's all in your arms

to many's the beasts wild

You must hold me tight, you must fear me not

I'm the father of your child,

you know that I'm the father of your child."

20. Well the woods grew dark, and the woods grew dim

Tam Lin he was gone.

And she's picked up her little white feet

And to the old mill-bridge she has run now, she has run

To the old mill-bridge she has run.

21. But she looked high, and she looked low

She compassed all around

But she nothing saw, she nothing heard

She heared no mortal sound, no sound

she heard no mortal sound.

22. Untill the darkest hour of that night

She heard the bridles ring

It chilled her heart, gave her a start

More than any mortal thing, any thing

More than any mortal thing.

23. First there came the black horse,

then there came the brown

They both race by the white

She threw her arms up around his neck

And he did not her afright, and afright

he did not her afright.

24. Then thunder roared across the sky

And the stars burnt as bright as day

And the Queen of the Elvens give a thrilling cry,

"Tam-a-Lin, he's away, he's away

Tam-a-Lin he's away."

25. Well they changed him then - it was all in her arms

To a lion roaring wild

But she held him tight, she feared him not

He was the father of her child, she knew that he was

The father of her child.

26. Well they changes him again - it was all in her arms

To a big black dog to bite

But she held him tight and she feared him not

He did not hear afright, afright, he did not hear afright

27. And they changed him again - it was all in her arms

To a big black hissing snake

But she held him tight she feared him not

He was one of God's own make, she knew that

He was one of God's own make.

28. And they changed him again - it ws all in her arms

To a white-hot bar of iron

But she held him tight, she feared him not

He'd done to her no harm, no harm

he had done to her no harm.

29. Then they changed him again - it was all in her arms

To a mother-naked man

She threw her cloak around his shoulders,

Saying, "Tam-a-Lin, we've won, love, we've won,"

Saying, "Tam-a-Lin, we've won."

30. Then the Queen of the Elvens, how she cursed young Tam Lin

Oh, how she cursed him good

"I should have torn out your eyes young Tam Lin

I should have put in two eyes of wood, of wood

I should have put in two eyes of wood."

31. "It's curses on you, Tam Lin," she says

"You once was my very own.

And when you were mine, I should have tore out your heart

And put in a heart of stone, cold stone

Yes put in a heart of stone."

手套清洗液。也可以称之为生活清洁剂。本质是致死的毒药。这是一篇科幻文章，老人卖给年轻人爱情魔液，幼稚的年轻人一旦买了之后，也许过了爱情保鲜期就不爱他曾经心仪的女孩，可女孩却一如既往的爱他，也许他需要用这种清洁剂来结束爱情的桎梏。我是这么理解的。

本文是一篇幻想小说，情节主要通过一位老人和一位无名老人的对话展开。幼稚的年轻人为追求心仪的女孩想购买爱情魔液，老人利用了人们的心理追逐金钱。

老谋深算的商人一步步将年轻人引入陷阱，令他不止购买了爱情魔液，而且若干年后还有可能再次光顾并花高价购买所谓的“生活清洁剂”，而那恰恰是死亡的代名词。

作者巧妙而隐晦的将爱情和死亡糅合在一起。故事怪诞、新奇，颇具讽刺意味。

chaser是什么意思

chaser的意思：驱逐舰；猎人；饮烈酒后喝的饮料；[机] 螺纹梳刀。

短语

VIRUS CHASER 驱逐舰 ; 驱逐舰杀毒软件 ; 驱赶舰

ambulance chaser 救护车的追逐者 ; 救护车追逐者 ; 追救护车的人

Caligo Chaser 卡利戈猎人 ; 恶魔猎人 ; 魔力小子

Dream Chaser 追梦者 ; 梦境追踪者 ; 追梦者号 ; 梦·拼图

Moon Chaser 月亮猎人 ; 月亮忍者 ; 追月者 ; 月光忍者

同根词

词根： chase

n.

chase 追逐；追赶；追击

vi.

chase 追逐；追赶；奔跑

vt.

chase 追逐；追捕；试图赢得；雕镂

Photo Tip: Become a storm chaser.

摄影小贴士：去追寻暴风雨吧。