The Secret Adversary AGATHA CHRISTIE CHAPTER 17 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 Secret Adversary AGATHA CHRISTIE CHAPTER 17 Annette The troubles of the future however soon faded before the troubles of the present. And of these the most immediate and pressing was that of hunger. Tommy had a healthy and vigorous appetite. The steak and chips partaken of for lunch seemed now to belong to another decade. He regretfully recognized the fact that he would not make a success of a hunger strike. He prowled aimlessly about his prison. Once or twice he discarded dignity and pounded on the door. But nobody answered the summons. Hang it all said Tommy indignantly. They can t mean to starve me to death. A new-born fear passed through his mind that this might perhaps be one of those pretty ways of making a prisoner speak which had been attributed to Boris. But on reflection he dismissed the idea. It s that sour faced brute Conrad he decided. That s a fellow I shall enjoy getting even with one of these days. This is just a bit of spite on his part. I m certain of it. Further meditations induced in him the feeling that it would be extremely pleasant to bring something down with a whack on Conrad s egg-shaped head. Tommy stroked his own head tenderly and gave himself up to the pleasures of imagination. Finally a bright idea flashed across his brain. Why not convert imagination into reality Conrad was undoubtedly the tenant of the house. The others with the possible exception of the bearded German merely used it as a rendezvous. Therefore why not wait in ambush for Conrad behind the door and when he entered bring down a chair or one of the decrepit pictures smartly on to his head. One would of course be careful not to hit too hard. And then--and then simply walk out If he met anyone on the way down well Tommy brightened at the thought of an encounter with his fists. Such an affair was infinitely more in his line than the verbal encounter of this afternoon. Intoxicated by his plan Tommy gently unhooked the picture of the Devil and Faust and settled himself in
