英语短篇小说 | The Sphinx Without a Secret 没有秘密的斯芬克斯 奥斯卡·王尔德
One afternoon I was sitting outside the Cafe de la Paix, watching the splendour and shabbiness of Parisian life, and wondering over my vermouth at the strange panorama of pride and poverty that was passing before me, when I heard some one call my name.