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LUYỆN ĐỌC TIẾNG ANH QUA TÁC PHẨM VĂN HỌC-JULES VERNE -THE MYSTERIOUS ISLAND- CHAPTER 38

JULES VERNE -THE MYSTERIOUS ISLAND CHAPTER 38 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 . | JULES VERNE THE MYSTERIOUS ISLAND CHAPTER 38 Yes the unfortunate man had wept Some recollection doubtless had flashed across his brain and to use Cyrus Harding s expression by those tears he was once more a man. The colonists left him for some time on the plateau and withdrew themselves to a short distance so that he might feel himself free but he did not think of profiting by this liberty and Harding soon brought him back to Granite House. Two days after this occurrence the stranger appeared to wish gradually to mingle with their common life. He evidently heard and understood but no less evidently was he strangely determined not to speak to the colonists for one evening Pencroft listening at the door of his room heard these words escape from his lips -- No here I never The sailor reported these words to his companions. There is some painful mystery there said Harding. The stranger had begun to use the laboring tools and he worked in the garden. When he stopped in his work as was often the case he remained retired within himself but on the engineer s recommendation they respected the reserve which he apparently wished to keep. If one of the settlers approached him he drew back and his chest heaved with sobs as if overburdened Was it remorse that overwhelmed him thus They were compelled to believe so and Gideon Spilett could not help one day making this observation -- If he does not speak it is because he has I fear things too serious to be told They must be patient and wait. A few days later on the 3rd of November the stranger working on the plateau had stopped letting his spade drop to the ground and Harding who was observing him from a little distance saw that tears were again flowing from his eyes. A sort of irresistible pity led him towards the unfortunate man and he touched his arm lightly. My friend said he. The stranger tried to avoid his look and Cyrus Harding having endeavored to take his hand he drew back quickly. My friend said Harding in a firmer voice