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THE VALLEY OF THE MOON JACK LONDON BOOK 2 CHAPTER 18 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 VALLEY OF THE MOON JACK LONDON BOOK 2 CHAPTER 18 It was early evening when they got off the car at Seventh and Pine on their way home from Bell s Theater. Billy and Saxon did their little marketing together then separated at the corner Saxon to go on to the house and prepare supper Billy to go and see the boys--the teamsters who had fought on in the strike during his month of retirement. Take care of yourself Billy she called as he started off. Sure he answered turning his face to her over his shoulder. Her heart leaped at the smile. It was his old unsullied love-smile which she wanted always to see on his face--for which armed with her own wisdom and the wisdom of Mercedes she would wage the utmost woman s war to possess. A thought of this flashed brightly through her brain and it was with a proud little smile that she remembered all her pretty equipment stored at home in the bureau and the chest of drawers. Three-quarters of an hour later supper ready all but the putting on of the lamb chops at the sound of his step Saxon waited. She heard the gate click but instead of his step she heard a curious and confused scraping of many steps. She flew to open the door. Billy stood there but a different Billy from the one she had parted from so short a time before. A small boy beside him held his hat. His face had been fresh-washed or rather drenched for his shirt and shoulders were wet. His pale hair lay damp and plastered against his forehead and was darkened by oozing blood. Both arms hung limply by his side. But his face was composed and he even grinned. It s all right he reassured Saxon. The joke s on me. Somewhat damaged but still in the ring. He stepped gingerly across the threshold. --Come on in you fellows. We re all mutts together. He was followed in by the boy with his hat by Bud Strothers and another teamster she knew and by two strangers. The latter were big hard-featured sheepish-faced men who stared at Saxon as if afraid of her. It s all right Saxon .
