THE SEA WOLF JACK LONDON CHAPTER 4 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 SEA WOLF JACK LONDON CHAPTER 4 What happened to me next on the sealing-schooner Ghost as I strove to fit into my new environment are matters of humiliation and pain. The cook who was called the doctor by the crew Tommy by the hunters and Cooky by Wolf Larsen was a changed person. The difference worked in my status brought about a corresponding difference in treatment from him. Servile and fawning as he had been before he was now as domineering and bellicose. In truth I was no longer the fine gentleman with a skin soft as a lydy s but only an ordinary and very worthless cabin-boy. He absurdly insisted upon my addressing him as Mr. Mugridge and his behaviour and carriage were insufferable as he showed me my duties. Besides my work in the cabin with its four small state- rooms I was supposed to be his assistant in the galley and my colossal ignorance concerning such things as peeling potatoes or washing greasy pots was a source of unending and sarcastic wonder to him. He refused to take into consideration what I was or rather what my life and the things I was accustomed to had been. This was part of the attitude he chose to adopt toward me and I confess ere the day was done that I hated him with more lively feelings than I had ever hated any one in my life before. This first day was made more difficult for me from the fact that the Ghost under close reefs terms such as these I did not learn till later was plunging through what Mr. Mugridge called an owlin sou -easter. At half-past five under his directions I set the table in the cabin with rough-weather trays in place and then carried the tea and cooked food down from the galley. In this connection I cannot forbear relating my first experience with a boarding sea. Look sharp or you ll get doused was Mr. Mugridge s parting injunction as I left the galley with a big tea-pot in one hand and in the hollow of the other arm several loaves of fresh-baked bread. One of the hunters a tall loose-jointed chap named Henderson
