THE COUNT OF MONTE CRISTO ALEXANDRE DUMAS CHAPTER 62 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 COUNT OF MONTE CRISTO ALEXANDRE DUMAS CHAPTER 62 Ghosts. At first sight the exterior of the house at Auteuil gave no indications of splendor nothing one would expect from the destined residence of the magnificent Count of Monte Cristo but this simplicity was according to the will of its master who positively ordered nothing to be altered outside. The splendor was within. Indeed almost before the door opened the scene changed. M. Bertuccio had outdone himself in the taste displayed in furnishing and in the rapidity with which it was executed. It is told that the Duc d Antin removed in a single night a whole avenue of trees that annoyed Louis XIV. in three days M. Bertuccio planted an entirely bare court with poplars large spreading sycamores to shade the different parts of the house and in the foreground instead of the usual paving-stones half hidden by the grass there extended a lawn but that morning laid down and upon which the water was yet glistening. For the rest the orders had been issued by the count he himself had given a plan to Bertuccio marking the spot where each tree was to be planted and the shape and extent of the lawn which was to take the place of the paving-stones. Thus the house had become unrecognizable and Bertuccio himself declared that he scarcely knew it encircled as it was by a framework of trees. The overseer would not have objected while he was about it to have made some improvements in the garden but the count had positively forbidden it to be touched. Bertuccio made amends however by loading the ante-chambers staircases and mantle-pieces with flowers. What above all manifested the shrewdness of the steward and the profound science of the master the one in carrying out the ideas of the other was that this house which appeared only the night before so sad and gloomy impregnated with that sickly smell one can almost fancy to be the smell of time had in a single day acquired the aspect of life was scented with its master s favorite .
