VANITY FAIR WILLIAM MAKERPEACE THACKERAY CHAPTER 41 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 41 In Which Becky Revisits the Halls of Her Ancestors So the mourning being ready and Sir Pitt Crawley warned of their arrival Colonel Crawley and his wife took a couple of places in the same old Highflyer coach by which Rebecca had travelled in the defunct Baronet s company on her first journey into the world some nine years before. How well she remembered the Inn Yard and the ostler to whom she refused money and the insinuating Cambridge lad who wrapped her in his coat on the journey Rawdon took his place outside and would have liked to drive but his grief forbade him. He sat by the coachman and talked about horses and the road the whole way and who kept the inns and who horsed the coach by which he had travelled so many a time when he and Pitt were boys going to Eton. At Mudbury a carriage and a pair of horses received them with a coachman in black. It s the old drag Rawdon Rebecca said as they got in. The worms have eaten the cloth a good deal there s the stain which Sir Pitt ha I see Dawson the Ironmonger has his shutters up which Sir Pitt made such a noise about. It was a bottle of cherry brandy he broke which we went to fetch for your aunt from Southampton. How time flies to be sure That can t be Polly Talboys that bouncing girl standing by her mother at the cottage there. I remember her a mangy little urchin picking weeds in the garden. Fine gal said Rawdon returning the salute which the cottage gave him by two fingers applied to his crape hatband. Becky bowed and saluted and recognized people here and there graciously. These recognitions were inexpressibly pleasant to her. It seemed as if she was not an imposter any more and was coming to the home of her ancestors. Rawdon was rather abashed and cast down on the other hand. What recollections of boyhood and innocence might have been flitting across his brain What pangs of dim remorse and doubt and shame Your sisters must be young women now Rebecca said .
