tailieunhanh - The Man Who Laughs Victor Hugo Part 2 Book 9 Chapter 4

The Man Who Laughs Victor Hugo Part 2 Book 9 Chapter 4 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 9 Chapter 4 Barkilphedro having aimed at the Eagle brings down the Dove The step of the little van was down--the door ajar--there was no one inside. The faint light which broke through the pane in front sketched the interior of the caravan vaguely in melancholy chiaroscuro. The inscriptions of Ursus gloryifying the grandeur of Lords showed distinctly on the worn-out boards which were both the wall without and the wainscot within. On a nail near the door Gwynplaine saw his esclavine and his cape hung up as they hang up the clothes of a corpse in a dead-house. Just then he had neither waistcoat nor coat on. Behind the van something was laid out on the deck at the foot of the mast which was lighted by the lantern. It was a mattress of which he could make out one corner. On this mattress some one was probably lying for he could see a shadow move. Some one was speaking. Concealed by the van Gwynplaine listened. It was Ursus s voice. That voice so harsh in its upper so tender in its lower pitch that voice which had so often upbraided Gwynplaine and which had taught him so well had lost the life and clearness of its tone. It was vague and low and melted into a sigh at the end of every sentence. It bore but a confused resemblance to his natural and firm voice of old. It was the voice of one in whom happiness is dead. A voice may become a ghost. He seemed to be engaged in monologue rather than in conversation. We are already aware however that soliloquy was a habit with him. It was for that reason that he passed for a madman. Gwynplaine held his breath so as not to lose a word of what Ursus said and this was what he heard. This is a very dangerous kind of craft because there are no bulwarks to it. If we were to slip there is nothing to prevent our going overboard. If we have bad weather we shall have to take her below and that will be dreadful. An awkward step a fright and we shall have a rupture of the aneurism. I have seen .