谁能给我一篇英文的中篇小说 要自己写的 网上找不到的

这两个词是我读网络英文小说遇到的，没有查到是什么意思，希望各位帮助一下。另外，goodbye可以写~

第一个词不知道，第二个词是【n】镇静

360直接去下载一个CC吧

http://www.oklink.net/book/s14/1237.htm
http://www.52en.com/sw/xs.html
这有：
It was in June of 1935that I came home from my ranch in South America
for a stay of about six months.It had been a difficult time for us out
there.Like everyone else，we had suffered from world depression.I had
various affairs to see to in England that I felt could only be successful if
a personal touch was introduced.My wife remained to manage the ranch.
I need hardly say that one of my first actions on reaching England was
to look up my old friend，Hercule Poirot.
I found him installed in one of the newest type of service flats in
London.I accused him (and he admitted the fact)of having chosen this
particular building entirely on account of its strictly geometrical
appearance and proportions.
"But yes，my friend，it is of a most pleasing symmetry，do you not find
it so?"
I said that I thought there could be too much squareness and，alluding
to an old joke，I asked if in this super-modern hostelry they managed to
induce hens to lay square eggs.
Poirot laughed heartily.
"Ah，you remember that?Alas!No-science has not yet induced the hens to
conform to modern tastes，they still lay eggs of different sizes and
colours!"
I examined my old friend with an affectionate eye.
He was looking wonderfully well-hardly a day older than when I had last
seen him.
"You're looking in fine fettle，Poirot，"I said."You've hardly aged at
all.In fact，if it were possible，I should say that you had fewer grey hairs
than when I saw you last."
Poirot beamed on me.
"And why is that not possible?It is quite true."
"Do you mean your hair is turning from grey to black instead of from
black to grey?"
"Precisely."
"But surely that's a scientific impossibility!"
"Not at all."
"But that's very extraordinary.It seems against nature."
"As usual，Hastings，you have the beautiful and unsuspicious mind.Years
do not change that in you!You perceive a fact and mention the solution of it
in the same breath without noticing that you are doing so!"
I stared at him，puzzled.
Without a word he walked into his bedroom and returned with a bottle in
his hand which he handed to me.
I took it，for the moment uncomprehending.
It bore the words:
Revivit-To bring back the natural tone of the hair.
Revivit is not a dye.In five shades，Ash，Chestnut，Titian，Brown，Black.
"Poirot，"I cried."You have dyed your hair!"
"Ah，the comprehension comes to you!"
"So that's why your hair looks so much blacker that it did last time I
was back."
"Exactly."
"Dear me，"I said，recovering from the shock."I suppose next time I come
home I shall find you wearing false moustaches-or are you doing so now?"
Poirot winced.His moustaches had always been his sensitive point.He was
inordinately proud of them.My words touched him on the raw.
"No，no，indeed，mon ami.That day，I pray the good God，is still far
off.The false moustache!Quel horreur!"
He tugged at them vigorously to assure me of their genuine character.
"Well，they are very luxuriant still，"I said.
"N'est ce pas?Never，in the whole of London，have I seen a pair of
moustaches to equal mine."
A good job too，I thought privately.But I would not for the world have
hurt Poirot's feelings by saying so.
Instead I asked if he still practised his profession on occasion.
"I know，"I said，"that you actually retired years ago-""C'est vrai.To
grow the vegetable marrows!And immediately a murder occurs-and I send the
vegetable marrows to promenade themselves to the devil.And since then-I know
very well what you will say-I am like the prima donna who makes positively
the farewell performance!That farewell performance，it repeats itself an
indefinite number of times!"
I laughed.
"In truth，it has been very like that.Each time I say:this is the
end.But no，something else arises!And I will admit it，my friend，the
retirement I care for it not at all.If the little grey cells are not
exercised，they grow the rust."
"I see，"I said."You exercise them in moderation."
"Precisely.I pick and choose.For Hercule Poirot nowadays only the cream
of crime."
"Has there been much cream about?"
"Pas mal.Not long ago I had a narrow escape."
"Of failure?"
"No，no."Poirot looked shocked."But I-I，Hercule Poirot，was nearly
exterminated."
I whistled.
"An enterprising murderer!"
"Not so much enterprising as careless，"said Poirot."Precisely
that-careless.But let us not talk of it.You know，Hastings，in many ways I
regard you as my mascot."
"Indeed?"I said."In what ways?"
Poirot did not answer my question directly.He went on:
"As soon as I heard you were coming over I said to myself:something will
arise.As in former days we will hunt together，we two.But if so it must be
no common affair.It must be something"-he waved his hands
excitedly-"something recherche-delicate-fine......"He gave the last
untranslatable word its full flavour.
"Upon my word，Poirot，"I said.
"Anyone would think you were ordering a dinner at the Ritz."
"Whereas one cannot command a crime to order?
Very true."He signed."But I believe in luck-in destiny，if you will.It
is your destiny to stand beside me and prevent me from committing the
unforgivable error."
"What do you call the unforgivable error?"
"Overlooking the obvious."
I turned this over in my mind without quite seeing the point.
"Well，"I said presently，smiling，"has this super crime turned up yet?"
"Pas encore.At least-that is-"He paused.A frown of perplexity creased
his forehead.His hands automatically straightened an object or two that I
had inadvertently pushed awry.
"I am not sure，"he said slowly.
There was something so odd about his tone that I looked at him in
surprise.
The frown still lingered.
Suddently with a brief decisive nod of the head he crossed the room to a
desk near the window.Its contents，I need hardly say，were all neatly
docketed and pigeon-holed so that he was able at once to lay his hand upon
the paper he wanted.
He came slowly across to me，an open letter in his hand.He read it
through himself，then passed it to me.
"Tell me，mon ami，"he said."What do you make of this?"
I took it from him with some interest.
It was written on thickish white notepaper in printed characters:
Mr.Hercule Poirot，-You fancy yourself，don't you，at solving mysteries
that are too difficult for our poor thickheaded British police?Let us see，
Mr.Clever Poirot，just how clever you can be.Perhaps you'll find this nut
too hard to crack.Look out for Andover，on the 21st of the month.
Yours，etc.，A B C I glanced at the envelope.That also was printed.
"Postmarked WCI，"said Poirot as I turned my attention to the postmark.
"Well，what is your opinion?"
I shrugged my shoulders as I handed it back to him.
"Some madman or other，I suppose."
"That is all you have to say?"
"Well-doesn't it sound like a madman to you?"
"Yes，my friend，it does."
His tone was grave.I looked at him curiously.
"You take this very seriously，Poirot."
"A madman，mon ami，is to be taken seriously.A madman is a very dangerou
thing."
"Yes，of course，that is true......I hadn't considered that
point......But what I meant was，it sounds more like a rather idiotic kind
of hoax.Perhaps some convivial idiot who had had one over the eight."
"Comment?Nine?Nine what?"
"Nothing-just an expression.I meant a fellow who was tight.No，damn it，
a fellow who had had a spot too much to drink."
"Merci，Hastings-the expression "tight"I am acquainted with it.As you
say，there may be nothing more to it than that......"
"But you think there is?"I asked，struck by the dissatisfaction of his
tone.
Poirot shook his head doubtfully，but he did not speak.
"What have you done about it"I inquired.
"What can one do?I showed it to Japp.He was of the same opinion as you-a
stupid hoax-that was the expression he used.They get these things every day
at Scotland Yard.I，too，have had my share......"
"But you take this one seriously?"
Poirot replied slowly.
"There is something about that letter，Hastings，that I do not
like......"
In spite of myself，his tone impressed me.
"You think-what?"
He shook his head，and picking up the letter，put it away again in the
desk.
"If you really take it seriously，can't you do something?"I asked.
"As always，the man of action!But what is there to do?The county police
have seen the letter but they，too，do not take it seriously.There are no
fingerprints on it.There are no local clues as to the possible writer."
"In fact there is only your own instinct?"
"Not instinct，Hastings.Instinct is a bad word.It is my knowledge-my
experience-that tells me that something about that letter is wrong-"He
gesticulated as words failed him，then shook his head again.
"I may be making the mountain out of the anthill.In any case there is
nothing to be done but wait."
"Well，the 21st is Friday.If a whacking great robbery takes place near
Andover then-""Ah，what a comfort that would be-!"
"A comfort?"I stared.The word seemed to be a very extraordinary one to
use.
"A robbery may be a thrill but it can hardly be a comfort!"I protested.
Poirot shook his head energetically.
"You are in error，my friend.You do not understand my meaning.A robbery
would be a relief since it would dispossess my mind of the fear of something
else."
"Of what?"
"Murder."said Hercule Poirot.

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