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The Third Violet STEPHEN CRANE CHAPTER 14

The Third Violet STEPHEN CRANE CHAPTER 14 Đây là một tác phẩm anh ngữ nổi tiếng với những từ vựng nâng cao chuyên ngành văn chương. Nhằm giúp các bạn yêu thich tiếng anh luyện tập và củng cố thêm kỹ năng đọc tiếng anh . | The Third Violet STEPHEN CRANE CHAPTER 14 At the lake Hollanden went pickerel fishing lost his hook in a gaunt gray stump and earned much distinction by his skill in discovering words to express his emotion without resorting to the list ordinarily used in such cases. The younger Miss Worcester ruined a new pair of boots and Stanley sat on the bank and howled the song of the forsaken. At the conclusion of the festivities Hollanden said Billie you ought to take the boat back. Why had I You borrowed it. Well I borrowed it and it was a lot of trouble and now you ought to take it back. Ultimately Hawker said Oh let s both go On this journey Hawker made a long speech to his friend and at the end of it he exclaimed And now do you think she cares so much for Oglethorpe Why she as good as told me that he was only a very great friend. Hollanden wagged his head dubiously. What a woman says doesn t amount to shucks. It s the way she says it--that s what counts. Besides he cried in a brilliant afterthought she wouldn t tell you anyhow you fool You re an encouraging brute said Hawker with a rueful grin. Later the Worcester girls seized upon Hollanden and piled him high with ferns and mosses. They dragged the long gray lichens from the chins of venerable pines and ran with them to Hollanden and dashed them into his arms. Oh hurry up Hollie they cried because with his great load he frequently fell behind them in the march. He once positively refused to carry these things another step. Some distance farther on the road he positively refused to carry this old truck another step. When almost to the inn he positively refused to carry this senseless rubbish another step. The Worcester girls had such vivid contempt for his expressed unwillingness that they neglected to tell him of any appreciation they might have had for his noble struggle. As Hawker and Miss Fanhall proceeded slowly they heard a voice ringing through the foliage Whoa Haw Git-ap blast you Haw Haw drat your hides Will .