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1986年9月的一天,文学研究助理罗兰,静静地坐在伦敦图书馆他最钟爱的书桌旁,桌上躺着一本维多利亚时代大诗人艾许的藏书。这是本落满尘埃的大书,厚实的封面早已弯曲皴裂,一圈圈肮脏的白色布带缠绕在书上,末尾打了个匀称的蝴蝶结。罗兰小心翼翼地打开这本自纳入图书馆后就从未有人翻阅过的书,就在他翻看之时,一沓对折起来的泛黄稿纸赫然露出,那是两封未完
One day in September 1986, Roland, a literary research assistant, sat quietly by his favorite desk at the London Library with a collection of books by Victor, the great Victorian poet. This is full of dust big book, thick cover has been bent and chapped, a circle of dirty white tape wrapped around the book, the end hit a symmetrical bow. Roland carefully opened the book that had never been read before entering the library, and as he looked through it, a stack of yellowed manuscripts folded up folded out of sight,