tailieunhanh - LUYỆN ĐỌC ANH NGỮ QUA CÁC TÁC PHẨM VĂN HỌC-THE THREE MUSKERTEERS ALEXANDRE DUMAS CHAPTER 20

THE THREE MUSKERTEERS ALEXANDRE DUMAS CHAPTER 20 Đây là một tác phẩm anh ngữ nổi tiếng với những từ vựng nâng cao chuyên ngành văn chương. Nhằm giúp các bạn yêu thich tiếng anh luyện tập và củng cố thêm kỹ năng đọc tiếng anh . | THE THREE MUSKERTEERS ALEXANDRE DUMAS CHAPTER 20 20. The Journey At two o clock in the morning our four adventurers left Paris by the Barriere St. Denis. As long as it was dark they remained silent in spite of themselves they submitted to the influence of the obscurity and apprehended ambushes on every side. With the first rays of day their tongues were loosened with the sun gaiety revived. It was like the eve of a battle the heart beat the eyes laughed and they felt that the life they were perhaps going to lose was after all a good thing. Besides the appearance of the caravan was formidable. The black horses of the Musketeers their martial carriage with the regimental step of these noble companions of the soldier would have betrayed the most strict incognito. The lackeys followed armed to the teeth. All went well till they arrived at Chantilly which they reached about eight o clock in the morning. They needed breakfast and alighted at the door of an auberge recommended by a sign representing St. Martin giving half his cloak to a poor man. They ordered the lackeys not to unsaddle the gorses and to hold themselves in readiness to set off again immediately. They entered the common hall and placed themselves at table. A gentleman who had just arrived by the route of Dammartin was seated at the same table and was breakfasting. He opened the conversation about rain and fine weather the travelers replied. He drank to their good health and the travelers returned his politeness. But at the moment Mousqueton came to announce that the horses were ready and they were arising from table the stranger proposed to Porthos to drink the health of the cardinal. Porthos replied that he asked no better if the stranger in his turn would drink the health of the king. The stranger cried that he acknowledged no other king but his Eminence. Porthos called him drunk and the stranger drew his sword. You have committed a piece of folly said Athos but it can t be helped there is no drawing .