tailieunhanh - Developing writting skills 2 part 11

The first set of sentences told about a dog frightening a child. It would be difficult to sum up the second set in a similar statement. The sentences given here do not seem to make up a single, unified stoiy. | huge fires glowed orange and pointed down at the tiles which showed windmills and castles and men in armour and said they were made by the clever Mr. William de Morgan who made tiles better than anybody had made them for hundreds of years. There was much furniture so highly polished that its very solidity made it the more airy there were such broad surfaces reflecting the warmed and ruddy light. The winter day which was blanched and cold was annulled and we were happy particularly when Miss Furness took us to see her mother who now never left her room. She wore a huge silver chignon through which ran some streaks as sandy as her daughter s hair. We had always known that the other girls were talking nonsense when they said that the curious hollow crescent across Miss Furness s head was a transformation. Mrs. Furness had had a relative who was one of the first English amateur photographers and she showed us some portraits very sharp and linear and refined almost like drawings except for the pale milky blacks of Lewis Carroll and some little girls at a tea-party he gave to celebrate the publication of Alice in Wonderland. What amused us so much that we could hardly keep our minds on the photographs was that Mrs. Furness had an asthmatic pug lying beside her which was exactly like the pug we had made up when we were younger and had first come to Lovegrove Place. Finally we had to tell her in case she thought we were rude and she and her daughter quite understood. Then we went down to tea in the dining room. It was a very good tea with cherry cake that had cherries all the way through and not just at the bottom. It was a pity that Mrs. Furness could not come down we had liked her so much. There was a big clock on the chimney-piece with a beautiful tick almost like a purr but this room was not as nice as the others for it was hung with large photographs framed in reddish oak of stones bearing inscriptions in ancient languages with notices in black letters underneath .

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