VANITY FAIR WILLIAM MAKERPEACE THACKERAY CHAPTER 5 Đây là một tác phẩm anh ngữ nổi tiếng với những từ vựng quen thuộc. Nhằm giúp các em và các bạn yêu thich tiếng anh luyện tập và củng cố thêm kỹ năng đọc tiếng anh | VANITY FAIR WILLIAM MAKERPEACE THACKERAY CHAPTER 5 Dobbin of Ours Cuff s fight with Dobbin and the unexpected issue of that contest will long be remembered by every man who was educated at Dr. Swishtail s famous school. The latter Youth who used to be called Heigh-ho Dobbin Gee-ho Dobbin and by many other names indicative of puerile contempt was the quietest the clumsiest and as it seemed the dullest of all Dr. Swishtail s young gentlemen. His parent was a grocer in the city and it was bruited abroad that he was admitted into Dr. Swishtail s academy upon what are called mutual principles that is to say the expenses of his board and schooling were defrayed by his father in goods not money and he stood there most at the bottom of the school in his scraggy corduroys and jacket through the seams of which his great big bones were bursting as the representative of so many pounds of tea candles sugar mottled-soap plums of which a very mild proportion was supplied for the puddings of the establishment and other commodities. A dreadful day it was for young Dobbin when one of the youngsters of the school having run into the town upon a poaching excursion for hardbake and polonies espied the cart of Dobbin Rudge Grocers and Oilmen Thames Street London at the Doctor s door discharging a cargo of the wares in which the firm dealt. Young Dobbin had no peace after that. The jokes were frightful and merciless against him. Hullo Dobbin one wag would say here s good news in the paper. Sugars is ris my boy. Another would set a sum If a pound of mutton-candles cost sevenpence-halfpenny how much must Dobbin cost and a roar would follow from all the circle of young knaves usher and all who rightly considered that the selling of goods by retail is a shameful and infamous practice meriting the contempt and scorn of all real gentlemen. Your father s only a merchant Osborne Dobbin said in private to the little boy who had brought down the storm upon him. At which the latter replied .
