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JANE EYRE CHARLOTTE BRONTE Chapter 21 -2 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 21 -2 Two young ladies appeared before me one very tall almost as tall as Miss Ingram--very thin too with a sallow face and severe mien. There was something ascetic in her look which was augmented by the extreme plainness of a straight-skirted black stuff dress a starched linen collar hair combed away from the temples and the nun-like ornament of a string of ebony beads and a crucifix. This I felt sure was Eliza though I could trace little resemblance to her former self in that elongated and colourless visage. The other was as certainly Georgiana but not the Georgiana I remembered--the slim and fairy-like girl of eleven. This was a full-blown very plump damsel fair as waxwork with handsome and regular features languishing blue eyes and ringleted yellow hair. The hue of her dress was black too but its fashion was so different from her sister s--so much more flowing and becoming--it looked as stylish as the other s looked puritanical. In each of the sisters there was one trait of the mother--and only one the thin and pallid elder daughter had her parent s Cairngorm eye the blooming and luxuriant younger girl had her contour of jaw and chin--perhaps a little softened but still imparting an indescribable hardness to the countenance otherwise so voluptuous and buxom. Both ladies as I advanced rose to welcome me and both addressed me by the name of Miss Eyre. Eliza s greeting was delivered in a short abrupt voice without a smile and then she sat down again fixed her eyes on the fire and seemed to forget me. Georgiana added to her How d ye do several commonplaces about my journey the weather and so on uttered in rather a drawling tone and accompanied by sundry side-glances that measured me from head to foot--now traversing the folds of my drab merino pelisse and now lingering on the plain trimming of my cottage bonnet. Young ladies have a remarkable way of letting you know that they think you a quiz without actually saying the words. A .