TAILIEUCHUNG - Camille ALEXANDRE DUMAS FILS CHAPTER 23

Camille ALEXANDRE DUMAS FILS CHAPTER 23 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 . | Camille ALEXANDRE DUMAS FILS CHAPTER 23 When the current of life had resumed its course I could not believe that the day which I saw dawning would not be like those which had preceded it. There were moments when I fancied that some circumstance which I could not recollect had obliged me to spend the night away from Marguerite but that if I returned to Bougival I should find her again as anxious as I had been and that she would ask me what had detained me away from her so long. When one s existence has contracted a habit such as that of this love it seems impossible that the habit should be broken without at the same time breaking all the other springs of life. I was forced from time to time to reread Marguerite s letter in order to convince myself that I had not been dreaming. My body succumbing to the moral shock was incapable of movement. Anxiety the night walk and the morning s news had prostrated me. My father profited by this total prostration of all my faculties to demand of me a formal promise to accompany him. I promised all that he asked for I was incapable of sustaining a discussion and I needed some affection to help me to live after what had happened. I was too thankful that my father was willing to console me under such a calamity. All that I remember is that on that day about five o clock he took me with him in a post-chaise. Without a word to me he had had my luggage packed and put up behind the chaise with his own and so he carried me off. I did not realize what I was doing until the town had disappeared and the solitude of the road recalled to me the emptiness of my heart. Then my tears again began to flow. My father had realized that words even from him would do nothing to console me and he let me weep without saying a word only sometimes pressing my hand as if to remind me that I had a friend at my side. At night I slept a little. I dreamed of Marguerite. I woke with a start not recalling why I was in the carriage. Then the truth came back upon .

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