WUTHERING HEIGHTS (ĐỒI GIÓ HÚ) EMILY BRONTE CHAPTER 8 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 . | WUTHERING HEIGHTS ĐỒI GIÓ HÚ EMILY BRONTE CHAPTER 8 On the morning of a fine June day my first bonny little nursling and the last of the ancient Earnshaw stock was born. We were busy with the hay in a far-away field when the girl that usually brought our breakfasts came running an hour too soon across the meadow and up the lane calling me as she ran. Oh such a grand bairn she panted out. The finest lad that ever breathed But the doctor says missis must go he says she s been in a consumption these many months. I heard him tell Mr. Hindley and now she has nothing to keep her and she ll be dead before winter. You must come home directly. You re to nurse it Nelly to feed it with sugar and milk and take care of it day and night. I wish I were you because it will be all yours when there is no missis But is she very ill I asked flinging down my rake and tying my bonnet. I guess she is yet she looks bravely replied the girl and she talks as if she thought of living to see it grow a man. She s out of her head for joy it s such a beauty If I were her I m certain I should not die I should get better at the bare sight of it in spite of Kenneth. I was fairly mad at him. Dame Archer brought the cherub down to master in the house and his face just began to light up when the old croaker steps forward and says he - Earnshaw it s a blessing your wife has been spared to leave you this son. When she came I felt convinced we shouldn t keep her long and now I must tell you the winter will probably finish her. Don t take on and fret about it too much it can t be helped. And besides you should have known better than to choose such a rush of a lass And what did the master answer I inquired. I think he swore but I didn t mind him I was straining to see the bairn and she began again to describe it rapturously. I as zealous as herself hurried eagerly home to admire on my part though I was very sad for Hindley s sake. He had room in his heart only for two idols - his wife and himself he doted
