tailieunhanh - Wives and Daughters ELIZABETH GASKELL CHAPTER 10-P3

Wives and Daughters ELIZABETH GASKELL CHAPTER 10-P3 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 . | Wives and Daughters ELIZABETH GASKELL CHAPTER 10-P3 He looked down upon her with grave kind sympathy but he did not know exactly what to say. Is it lunch-time said she trying to believe that he did not see the traces of her tears and the disturbance of her features - that he had not seen her lying sobbing her heart out there. I don t know. I was going home to lunch. But - you must let me say it - I couldn t go on when I saw your distress. Has anything happened - anything in which I can help you I mean for of course I ve no right to make the inquiry if it is any private sorrow in which I can be of no use. She had exhausted herself so much with crying that she felt as if she could neither stand nor walk just yet. She sate down on the seat and sighed and turned so pale he thought she was going to faint. Wait a moment said he quite unnecessarily for she could not have stirred and he was off like a shot to some spring of water that he knew of in the wood and in a minute or two he returned with careful steps bringing a little in a broad green leaf turned into an impromptu cup. Little as it was it did her good. Thank you she said I can walk back now in a short time. Don t stop. You must let me said he my mother wouldn t like me to leave you to come home alone while you are so faint. So they remained in silence for a little while he breaking off and examining one or two abnormal leaves of the ash-tree partly from the custom of his nature partly to give her time to recover. Papa is going to be married again said she at length. She could not have said why she told him this an instant before she spoke she had no intention of doing so. He dropped the leaf he held in his hand turned round and looked at her. Her poor wistful eyes were filling with tears as they met his with a dumb appeal for sympathy. Her look was much more eloquent than her words. There was a momentary pause before he replied and then it was more because he felt that he must say something than that he was in .