我很年轻时就认识他了,因为他承做我父亲的靴子。他和他哥哥合开一家店,店房有两间打通的铺面,开设在一条横街上——这条街现在已经不存在了,但是在那时,它却是坐落在伦敦西区的一条新式街道。那座店房有某种朴素安静的特色,门面上没有注明任何为王室服务的标记,只有“格斯拉兄弟”的招牌;橱窗里陈列着几双靴子。那几双靴子太美观了——有一双轻跳舞靴,细长到非言语所能形容的地步;那双带布口的漆皮 I met him when I was young, because he took on my father’s boots. He and his brother opened a shop, the shop has two open pavement, opened in a horizontal street - the street now no longer exists, but at that time, it is located in the West End of London, a new street. The store has a simple, quiet character, with no sign of royal service on the facade, except for the sign of “Gosla Bros.” There are several pairs of boots on the window. Those pairs of boots are so beautiful - there is a pair of light dancing boots, slender to nonverbal can describe the point; that with a cloth covered with patent leather