VANITY FAIR WILLIAM MAKERPEACE THACKERAY CHAPTER 66 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 66 Amantium Irae Frankness and kindness like Amelia s were likely to touch even such a hardened little reprobate as Becky. She returned Emmy s caresses and kind speeches with something very like gratitude and an emotion which if it was not lasting for a moment was almost genuine. That was a lucky stroke of hers about the child torn from her arms shrieking. It was by that harrowing misfortune that Becky had won her friend back and it was one of the very first points we may be certain upon which our poor simple little Emmy began to talk to her new-found acquaintance. And so they took your darling child from you our simpleton cried out. Oh Rebecca my poor dear suffering friend I know what it is to lose a boy and to feel for those who have lost one. But please Heaven yours will be restored to you as a merciful merciful Providence has brought me back mine. The child my child Oh yes my agonies were frightful Becky owned not perhaps without a twinge of conscience. It jarred upon her to be obliged to commence instantly to tell lies in reply to so much confidence and simplicity. But that is the misfortune of beginning with this kind of forgery. When one fib becomes due as it were you must forge another to take up the old acceptance and so the stock of your lies in circulation inevitably multiplies and the danger of detection increases every day. My agonies Becky continued were terrible I hope she won t sit down on the bottle when they took him away from me I thought I should die but I fortunately had a brain fever during which my doctor gave me up and and I recovered and and here I am poor and friendless. How old is he Emmy asked. Eleven said Becky. Eleven cried the other. Why he was born the same year with Georgy who is I know I know Becky cried out who had in fact quite forgotten all about little Rawdon s age. Grief has made me forget so many things dearest Amelia. I am very much changed half-wild sometimes. He was eleven .
