- •Содержание
- •James fenimore cooper (1789-1851)
- •Harriet beeciier-stowe (1811-1896)
- •It is morning. Orders are given to every one to put on their best faces 9 and be lively.10 Then they are marched up to the auction.
- •Jack london (1876-1916)
- •Wealth [welθ]—богатство
- •Theodore dreiser1 (1871-1945)
- •Perhaps we shall meet again.«
- •By h. E. Bates
- •If she thinks I'm going to sit here, the girl thought, and listen, she's crazy. Not me. I'm going. I'll go straight away. She sat quite still. If I get up, she thought, I think I shall fall down.
- •Exercises
- •2) Retell the story using the following words and phrases:
- •Example: He didn't feel like eating.
- •Exercises
- •(Else — still — more)
- •Exercises
- •Exercises
- •Exercises
- •Peter two
- •It was too late to turn back or avoid them, and Peter just stood still, five feet from the entrance.
- •Magnesia— a white powder used as a medicine for stomach trouble
- •Exercises
- •Describe the episode that gave Peter a conscious feeling of confidence and pride in himself:
- •Describe the Chalmers before, after and during the night incident:
- •Exercise XIV. Topics for discussion:
It was too late to turn back or avoid them, and Peter just stood still, five feet from the entrance.
"Good morning," Mr. Chalmers said as he took his wife's arm and they started walking past Peter.
"Good morning, Peter," said Mrs. Chalmers in her soft voice, smiling at him. "Isn't it a nice day today?"
"Good morning," Pete said, and he was surprised that it came out and sounded 'like good morning.
The Chalmers walked down the street toward Madison Avenue, two married people, arm in arm, going to church or to a big hotel for Sunday breakfast. Peter watched them, ashamed. He was ashamed of Mrs. Chalmers for looking the way she did the night before, down on her knees, and yelling like that and being so afraid. He was ashamed of Mr. Chalmers for making the noise that was not like the noise of a human being, and for threatening to shoot Mrs. Chalmers and not doing it. And he was ashamed for himself because he had been fearless when he opened the door, but had not been fearless ten seconds later, with Mr. Chalmers five feet away with the gun. He was ashamed of himself for not taking Mrs. Chalmers into his apartment, ashamed because he was not lying now with a bullet in his heart. But most of all he was ashamed because they all had said good morning to each other and the Chalmers were walking quietly together, arm in arm, in the windy sunlight, toward Madison Avenue.
It was nearly eleven o'clock when Peter got back to the apartment, but his parents had gone back to sleep. There was a pretty good program on at eleven, about counterspies in Asia, and he turned it on automatically, while eating an orange. It was pretty exciting, but then there was a part in which an Oriental held a ticking bomb in his hand in a roomful of Americans, and Peter could tell what was coming. The hero, who was fearless and who came from California, was beginning to feint with his eyes, and Peter reached over and turned the set off. It closed down with a shivering, collapsing pattern. Blinking a little, Peter watched the blind screen for a moment.
Ah, he thought in sudden, permanent disbelief, after the night in which he had faced the incomprehensible, shameless, weaponed grown-up world and had failed to disarm it, ah, they can have that, that's for kids.
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