阅读设置
20
18
第1312节（第65551-65600行） (1312/1584)
were
new.
the
moon
hung
low
in
the
sky
like
a
yellow
skull.
from
time
to
time
a
huge
misshapen
cloud
stretched
a
long
arm
across
and
hid
it.
the
gas-lamps
grew
fewer,
and
the
streets
more
narrow
and
gloomy.
once
the
man
lost
his
way
and
had
to
drive