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Stories About Children Every Child Can Read CHARLES DICKENS Trotty Vech and his daughter Meg 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 . | Stories About Children Every Child Can Read CHARLES DICKENS Trotty Vech and his daughter Meg TROTTY seems a strange name for an old man but it was given to Toby Veck because of his always going at a trot to do his errands for he was a ticket porter or messenger and his office was to take letters and messages for people who were in too great a hurry to send them by post which in those days was neither so cheap nor so quick as it is now. He did not earn very much and had to be out in all weathers and all day long. But Toby was of a cheerful disposition and looked on the bright side of everything and was grateful for any small mercies that came in his way and so was happier than many people who never knew what it is to be hungry or in want of comforts. His greatest joy was his dear bright pretty daughter Meg who loved him dearly. One cold day near the end of the year Toby had been waiting a long time for a job trotting up and down in his usual place before the church and trying hard to keep himself warm when the bells chimed twelve o clock which made Toby think of dinner. There s nothing he remarked carefully feeling his nose to make sure it was still there more regular in coming round than dinner-time and nothing less regular in coming round than dinner. That s the great difference between em. He went on talking to himself trotting up and down and never noticing who was coming near to him. Why father father said a pleasant voice and Toby turned to find his daughter s sweet bright eyes close to his. Why pet said he kissing her and squeezing her blooming face between his hands what s to-do I didn t expect you to-day Meg. Neither did I expect to come father said Meg nodding and smiling. But here I am And not alone not alone Why you don t mean to say observed Trotty looking curiously at the covered basket she carried that you- Smell it father dear said Meg. Only smell it Trotty was going to lift up the cover at once in a great hurry when she gaily interposed her hand. No