tailieunhanh - LUYỆN ĐỌC TIẾNG ANH QUA TÁC PHẨM VĂN HỌC-JANE EYRE CHARLOTTE BRONTE Chapter 3

JANE EYRE CHARLOTTE BRONTE Chapter 3 Đây là một tác phẩm anh ngữ nổi tiếng với những từ vựng quen thuộc. Nhằm giúp các em và các bạn yêu thich tiếng anh luyện tập và củng cố thêm kỹ năng đọc tiếng anh . | JANE EYRE CHARLOTTE BRONTE Chapter 3 The next thing I remember is waking up with a feeling as if I had had a frightful nightmare and seeing before me a terrible red glare crossed with thick black bars. I heard voices too speaking with a hollow sound and as if muffled by a rush of wind or water agitation uncertainty and an allpredominating sense of terror confused my faculties. Ere long I became aware that some one was handling me lifting me up and supporting me in a sitting posture and that more tenderly than I had ever been raised or upheld before. I rested my head against a pillow or an arm and felt easy. In five minutes more the cloud of bewilderment dissolved I knew quite well that I was in my own bed and that the red glare was the nursery fire. It was night a candle burnt on the table Bessie stood at the bed-foot with a basin in her hand and a gentleman sat in a chair near my pillow leaning over me. I felt an inexpressible relief a soothing conviction of protection and security when I knew that there was a stranger in the room an individual not belonging to Gateshead. and not related to Mrs. Reed. Turning from Bessie though her presence was far less obnoxious to me than that of Abbot for instance would have been I scrutinised the face of the gentleman I knew him it was Mr. Lloyd an apothecary sometimes called in by Mrs. Reed when the servants were ailing for herself and the children she employed a physician. Well who am I he asked. I pronounced his name offering him at the same time my hand he took it smiling and saying We shall do very well by-and-by. Then he laid me down and addressing Bessie charged her to be very careful that I was not disturbed during the night. Having given some further directions and intimates that he should call again the next day he departed to my grief I felt so sheltered and befriended while he sat in the chair near my pillow and as he closed the door after him all the room darkened and my heart again sank inexpressible sadness .