tailieunhanh - LUYỆN ĐỌC TIẾNG ANH QUA TÁC PHẨM VĂN HỌC-JANE EYRE CHARLOTTE BRONTE Chapter 26

JANE EYRE CHARLOTTE BRONTE Chapter 26 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 26 Sophie came at seven to dress me she was very long indeed in accomplishing her task so long that Mr. Rochester grown I suppose impatient of my delay sent up to ask why I did not come. She was just fastening my veil the plain square of blond after all to my hair with a brooch I hurried from under her hands as soon as I could. Stop she cried in French. Look at yourself in the mirror you have not taken one peep. So I turned at the door I saw a robed and veiled figure so unlike my usual self that it seemed almost the image of a stranger. Jane called a voice and I hastened down. I was received at the foot of the stairs by Mr. Rochester. Lingerer he said my brain is on fire with impatience and you tarry so long He took me into the dining-room surveyed me keenly all over pronounced me fair as a lily and not only the pride of his life but the desire of his eyes and then telling me he would give me but ten minutes to eat some breakfast he rang the bell. One of his lately hired servants a footman answered it. Is John getting the carriage ready Yes sir. Is the luggage brought down They are bringing it down sir. Go you to the church see if Mr. Wood the clergyman and the clerk are there return and tell me. The church as the reader knows was but just beyond the gates the footman soon returned. Mr. Wood is in the vestry sir putting on his surplice. And the carriage The horses are harnessing. We shall not want it to go to church but it must be ready the moment we return all the boxes and luggage arranged and strapped on and the coachman in his seat. Yes sir. Jane are you ready I rose. There were no groomsmen no bridesmaids no relatives to wait for or marshal none but Mr. Rochester and I. Mrs. Fairfax stood in the hall as we passed. I would fain have spoken to her but my hand was held by a grasp of iron I was hurried along by a stride I could hardly follow and to look at Mr. Rochester s face was to feel that not a second of delay would be .