THE THREE MUSKERTEERS ALEXANDRE DUMAS CHAPTER 57 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 . | THE THREE MUSKERTEERS ALEXANDRE DUMAS CHAPTER 57 57. Means For Classical Tragedy After a moment of silence employed by Milady in observing the young man who listened to her Milady continued her recital. It was nearly three days since I had eaten or drunk anything. I suffered frightful torments. At times there passed before me clouds which pressed my brow which veiled my eyes this was delirium. When the evening came I was so weak that every time I fainted I thanked God for I thought I was about to die. In the midst of one of these swoons I heard the door open. Terror recalled me to myself. He entered the apartment followed by a man in a mask. He was masked likewise but I knew his step I knew his voice I knew him by that imposing bearing which hell has bestowed upon his person for the curse of humanity. Well said he to me have you made your mind up to take the oath I requested of you You have said Puritans have but one word. Mine you have heard and that is to pursue you--on earth to the tribunal of men in heaven to the tribunal of God. You persist then I swear it before the God who hears me. I will take the whole world as a witness of your crime and that until I have found an avenger. You are a prostitute said he in a voice of thunder and you shall undergo the punishment of prostitutes Branded in the eyes of the world you invoke try to prove to that world that you are neither guilty nor mad Then addressing the man who accompanied him Executioner said he do your duty. Oh his name his name cried Felton. His name tell it me Then in spite of my cries in spite of my resistance--for I began to comprehend that there was a question of something worse than death--the executioner seized me threw me on the floor fastened me with his bonds and suffocated by sobs almost without sense invoking God who did not listen to me I uttered all at once a frightful cry of pain and shame. A burning fire a red-hot iron the iron of the executioner was imprinted on my shoulder. Felton uttered a
