THE COUNT OF MONTE CRISTO ALEXANDRE DUMAS CHAPTER 117 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 117 The Fifth of October. It was about six o clock in the evening an opal-colored light through which an autumnal sun shed its golden rays descended on the blue ocean. The heat of the day had gradually decreased and a light breeze arose seeming like the respiration of nature on awakening from the burning siesta of the south. A delicious zephyr played along the coasts of the Mediterranean and wafted from shore to shore the sweet perfume of plants mingled with the fresh smell of the sea. A light yacht chaste and elegant in its form was gliding amidst the first dews of night over the immense lake extending from Gibraltar to the Dardanelles and from Tunis to Venice. The vessel resembled a swan with its wings opened towards the wind gliding on the water. It advanced swiftly and gracefully leaving behind it a glittering stretch of foam. By degrees the sun disappeared behind the western horizon but as though to prove the truth of the fanciful ideas in heathen mythology its indiscreet rays reappeared on the summit of every wave as if the god of fire had just sunk upon the bosom of Amphitrite who in vain endeavored to hide her lover beneath her azure mantle. The yacht moved rapidly on though there did not appear to be sufficient wind to ruffle the curls on the head of a young girl. Standing on the prow was a tall man of a dark complexion who saw with dilating eyes that they were approaching a dark mass of land in the shape of a cone which rose from the midst of the waves like the hat of a Catalan. Is that Monte Cristo asked the traveller to whose orders the yacht was for the time submitted in a melancholy voice. Yes your excellency said the captain we have reached it. We have reached it repeated the traveller in an accent of indescribable sadness. Then he added in a low tone Yes that is the haven. And then he again plunged into a train of thought the character of which was better revealed by a sad smile than it would have .
