tailieunhanh - The Man Who Laughs Victor Hugo Part 2 Book 6 Chapter 1

The Man Who Laughs Victor Hugo Part 2 Book 6 Chapter 1 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 2 Book 6 Chapter 1 What the Misanthrope Said After Ursus had seen Gwynplaine thrust within the gates of Southwark Jail he remained haggard in the corner from which he was watching. For a long time his ears were haunted by the grinding of the bolts and bars which was like a howl of joy that one wretch more should be enclosed within them. He waited. What for He watched. What for Such inexorable doors once shut do not re-open so soon. They are tongue-tied by their stagnation in darkness and move with difficulty especially when they have to give up a prisoner. Entrance is permitted. Exit is quite a different matter. Ursus knew this. But waiting is a thing which we have not the power to give up at our own will. We wait in our own despite. What we do disengages an acquired force which maintains its action when its object has ceased which keeps possession of us and holds us and obliges us for some time longer to continue that which has already lost its motive. Hence the useless watch the inert position that we have all held at times the loss of time which every thoughtful man gives mechanically to that which has disappeared. None escapes this law. We become stubborn in a sort of vague fury. We know not why we are in the place but we remain there. That which we have begun actively we continue passively with an exhausting tenacity from which we emerge overwhelmed. Ursus though differing from other men was as any other might have been nailed to his post by that species of conscious reverie into which we are plunged by events all important to us and in which we are impotent. He scrutinized by turns those two black walls now the high one then the low sometimes the door near which the ladder to the gibbet stood then that surmounted by a death s head. It was as if he were caught in a vice composed of a prison and a cemetery. This shunned and unpopular street was so deserted that he was unobserved. At length he left the arch under which he had

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