WUTHERING HEIGHTS (ĐỒI GIÓ HÚ) EMILY BRONTE CHAPTER 11 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 11 Sometimes while meditating on these things in solitude I ve got up in a sudden terror and put on my bonnet to go see how all was at the farm. I ve persuaded my conscience that it was a duty to warn him how people talked regarding his ways and then I ve recollected his confirmed bad habits and hopeless of benefiting him have flinched from re-entering the dismal house doubting if I could bear to be taken at my word. One time I passed the old gate going out of my way on a journey to Gimmerton. It was about the period that my narrative has reached a bright frosty afternoon the ground bare and the road hard and dry. I came to a stone where the highway branches off on to the moor at your left hand a rough sandpillar with the letters W. H. cut on its north side on the east G. and on the south-west T. G. It serves as a guide-post to the Grange the Heights and village. The sun shone yellow on its grey head reminding me of summer and I cannot say why but all at once a gush of child s sensations flowed into my heart. Hindley and I held it a favourite spot twenty years before. I gazed long at the weather-worn block and stooping down perceived a hole near the bottom still full of snail-shells and pebbles which we were fond of storing there with more perishable things and as fresh as reality it appeared that I beheld my early playmate seated on the withered turf his dark square head bent forward and his little hand scooping out the earth with a piece of slate. Poor Hindley I exclaimed involuntarily. I started my bodily eye was cheated into a momentary belief that the child lifted its face and stared straight into mine It vanished in a twinkling but immediately I felt an irresistible yearning to be at the Heights. Superstition urged me to comply with this impulse supposing he should be dead I thought - or should die soon - supposing it were a sign of death The nearer I got to the house the more agitated I grew and on catching .
