THE SEA WOLF JACK LONDON CHAPTER 5 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 5 But my first night in the hunters steerage was also my last. Next day Johansen the new mate was routed from the cabin by Wolf Larsen and sent into the steerage to sleep thereafter while I took possession of the tiny cabin state-room which on the first day of the voyage had already had two occupants. The reason for this change was quickly learned by the hunters and became the cause of a deal of grumbling on their part. It seemed that Johansen in his sleep lived over each night the events of the day. His incessant talking and shouting and bellowing of orders had been too much for Wolf Larsen who had accordingly foisted the nuisance upon his hunters. After a sleepless night I arose weak and in agony to hobble through my second day on the Ghost. Thomas Mugridge routed me out at halfpast five much in the fashion that Bill Sykes must have routed out his dog but Mr. Mugridge s brutality to me was paid back in kind and with interest. The unnecessary noise he made I had lain wide-eyed the whole night must have awakened one of the hunters for a heavy shoe whizzed through the semi-darkness and Mr. Mugridge with a sharp howl of pain humbly begged everybody s pardon. Later on in the galley I noticed that his ear was bruised and swollen. It never went entirely back to its normal shape and was called a cauliflower ear by the sailors. The day was filled with miserable variety. I had taken my dried clothes down from the galley the night before and the first thing I did was to exchange the cook s garments for them. I looked for my purse. In addition to some small change and I have a good memory for such things it had contained one hundred and eighty- five dollars in gold and paper. The purse I found but its contents with the exception of the small silver had been abstracted. I spoke to the cook about it when I went on deck to take up my duties in the galley and though I had looked forward to a surly answer I had not expected the belligerent .
