tailieunhanh - LUYỆN ĐỌC TIẾNG ANH QUA TÁC PHẨM VĂN HỌC-VANITY FAIR -WILLIAM MAKERPEACE THACKERAY -CHAPTER 22

VANITY FAIR WILLIAM MAKERPEACE THACKERAY CHAPTER 22 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 | VANITY FAIR WILLIAM MAKERPEACE THACKERAY CHAPTER 22 A Marriage and Part of a Honeymoon Enemies the most obstinate and courageous can t hold out against starvation so the elder Osborne felt himself pretty easy about his adversary in the encounter we have just described and as soon as George s supplies fell short confidently expected his unconditional submission. It was unlucky to be sure that the lad should have secured a stock of provisions on the very day when the first encounter took place but this relief was only temporary old Osborne thought and would but delay George s surrender. No communication passed between father and son for some days. The former was sulky at this silence but not disquieted for as he said he knew where he could put the screw upon George and only waited the result of that operation. He told the sisters the upshot of the dispute between them but ordered them to take no notice of the matter and welcome George on his return as if nothing had happened. His cover was laid as usual every day and perhaps the old gentleman rather anxiously expected him but he never came. Some one inquired at the Slaughters regarding him where it was said that he and his friend Captain Dobbin had left town. One gusty raw day at the end of April the rain whipping the pavement of that ancient street where the old Slaughters Coffee- house was once situated George Osborne came into the coffee-room looking very haggard and pale although dressed rather smartly in a blue coat and brass buttons and a neat buff waistcoat of the fashion of those days. Here was his friend Captain Dobbin in blue and brass too having abandoned the military frock and French-grey trousers which were the usual coverings of his lanky person. Dobbin had been in the coffee-room for an hour or more. He had tried all the papers but could not read them. He had looked at the clock many scores of times and at the street where the rain was pattering down and the people as they clinked by in pattens left .