tailieunhanh - The Third Violet STEPHEN CRANE CHAPTER 12

The Third Violet STEPHEN CRANE CHAPTER 12 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 Third Violet STEPHEN CRANE CHAPTER 12 The next day as little Roger was going toward the tennis court a large orange and white setter ran effusively from around the corner of the inn and greeted him. Miss Fanhall the Worcester girls Hollanden and Oglethorpe faced to the front like soldiers. Hollanden cried Why Billie Hawker must be coming Hawker at that moment appeared coming toward them with a smile which was not overconfident. Little Roger went off to perform some festivities of his own on the brown carpet under a clump of pines. The dog to join him felt obliged to circle widely about the tennis court. He was much afraid of this tennis court with its tiny round things that sometimes hit him. When near it he usually slunk along at a little sheep trot and with an eye of wariness upon it. At her first opportunity the younger Worcester girl said You didn t come up yesterday Mr. Hawker. Hollanden seemed to think that Miss Fanhall turned her head as if she wished to hear the explanation of the painter s absence so he engaged her in swift and fierce conversation. No said Hawker. I was resolved to finish a sketch of a stubble field which I began a good many days ago. You see I was going to do such a great lot of work this summer and I ve done hardly a thing. I really ought to compel myself to do some you know. There said Hollanden with a victorious nod just what I told you You didn t tell us anything of the kind retorted the Worcester girls with one voice. A middle-aged woman came upon the porch of the inn and after scanning for a moment the group at the tennis court she hurriedly withdrew. Presently she appeared again accompanied by five more middle-aged women. You see she said to the others it is as I said. He has come back. The five surveyed the group at the tennis court and then said So he has. I knew he would. Well I declare Did you ever Their voices were pitched at low keys and they moved with care but their smiles were broad and full of a strange glee. I wonder