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The Man Who Laughs VICTOR HUGO BOOK 1-PART 1 CHAPTER 6

The Man Who Laughs VICTOR HUGO PART 1 CHAPTER 6 Struggle Between Death and Night 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 Man Who Laughs VICTOR HUGO PART 1 CHAPTER 6 Struggle Between Death and Night The child was before this thing dumb wondering and with eyes fixed. To a man it would have been a gibbet to the child it was an apparition. Where a man would have seen a corpse the child saw a spectre. Besides he did not understand. The attractions of the obscure are manifold. There was one on the summit of that hill. The child took a step then another he ascended wishing all the while to descend and approached wishing all the while to retreat. Bold yet trembling he went close up to survey the spectre. When he got close under the gibbet he looked up and examined it. The spectre was tarred here and there it shone. The child distinguished the face. It was coated over with pitch and this mask which appeared viscous and sticky varied its aspect with the night shadows. The child saw the mouth which was a hole the nose which was a hole the eyes which were holes. The body was wrapped and apparently corded up in coarse canvas soaked in naphtha. The canvas was mouldy and torn. A knee protruded through it. A rent disclosed the ribs--partly corpse partly skeleton. The face was the colour of earth slugs wandering over it had traced across it vague ribbons of silver. The canvas glued to the bones showed in reliefs like the robe of a statue. The skull cracked and fractured gaped like a rotten fruit. The teeth were still human for they retained a laugh. The remains of a cry seemed to murmur in the open mouth. There were a few hairs of beard on the cheek. The inclined head had an air of attention. Some repairs had recently been done the face had been tarred afresh as well as the ribs and the knee which protruded from the canvas. The feet hung out below. Just underneath in the grass were two shoes which snow and rain had rendered shapeless. These shoes had fallen from the dead man. The barefooted child looked at the shoes. The wind which had become more and more restless was now and then interrupted by