在小说《一个青年艺术家的画像》里,有这么一个情节,主人公斯蒂芬的父亲跟他聊起自己年轻时抽烟被发现的故事:“当时我正站在南大街的口上同几个和我一样的半大小子在一起。我们每个人嘴角上都叼着烟斗,自以为很有派头儿。突然,我老爸从这儿经过,他一个字儿也没说,甚至连脚步都没有停。第二天是星期天,我俩一块儿出去散步,在快要回到家门口的时候, In the novel ”Portrait of a Young Artist,“ there is a plot where protagonist Stephen’s father talks to him about the story of what was found when he was young: ”I was standing in the mouth of South Street with a few like me Half of us together.Everyone of us mouth pipe ditches, I thought very masters.Suddenly, my father passed by here, he did not say a word, not even footsteps.Second It was Sunday, and we both went out for a walk together. When we were about to come back to our doorstep,