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Stories About Children Every Child Can Read CHARLES DICKENS Little Dorrit 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 . | Stories About Children Every Child Can Read CHARLES DICKENS Little Dorrit MANY years ago when people could be put in prison for debt a poor gentleman who was unfortunate enough to lose all his money was brought to the Marshalsea prison which was the prison where debtors were kept. As there seemed no prospect of being able to pay his debts his wife and their two little children came to live there with him. The elder child was a boy of three the younger a little girl of two years old and not long afterwards another little girl was born. The three children played in the courtyard and on the whole were happy for they were too young to remember a happier state of things. But the youngest child who had never been outside the prison walls was a thoughtful little creature and wondered what the outside world could be like. Her great friend the turnkey who was also her godfather became very fond of her and as soon as she could walk and talk he brought a little arm-chair and stood it by his fire at the lodge and coaxed her with cheap toys to come and sit with him. In return the child loved him dearly and would often bring her doll to dress and undress as she sat in the little arm-chair. She was still a very tiny creature when she began to understand that everyone did not live locked up inside high walls with spikes at the top and though she and the rest of the family might pass through the door that the great key opened her father could not and she would look at him with a wondering pity in her tender little heart. One day she was sitting in the lodge gazing wistfully up at the sky through the barred window. The turnkey after watching her some time said Thinking of the fields ain t you Where are they she asked. Why they re--over there my dear said the turnkey waving his key vaguely just about there. Does anybody open them and shut them Are they locked Well said the turnkey not knowing what to say not in general. Are they pretty Bob She called him Bob because he wished it. .