... was wearing black clothes. His mask was the face of a dead man. Yes, it was
a death mask, but it was the colour of that mask that made everyone shake with horror.
The mask was red. It was the ... but I answered their questions easily. Then,
on the fourth day, the police came. I was not worried when they searched the house. They
asked me to come with them as they searched. They looked everywhere, ... to hide the body in one of the walls of the cellar.
It was quite an old building, near the river, so the walls of the cellar were quite wet andthe
plaster was soft. There was new plaster on...
... scores of cases—in reality, they are
innumerable—where they have killed, now a child in its mother's womb, asserting
positively that the mother could not give birth to it (when the mother could ... that it
was the noblest and highest occupation in the world. But when this expected feeling
came at last, and I, a man, abandoned myself to it, the lie was pierced through and
through. Theoretically ... in this
task by the doctor, and she will suffer as she does suffer.
"So it was with my wife. Whether there was one child or five, the feeling remained
the same. In fact, it was a little...
... They had two sons
and Wilde wrote a book of stories for the boys. The book was called The Happy Prince
and Other Tales (1888). Three of thestories in this book are taken from there. Theother ... to them and threw himself down and kissed his
mother’s feet. ‘Mother,’ he said, ‘I was proud and unkind. Now please forgive me and take
me as your son.’
He held out his hands and touched the ... at them. Now they were a king and queen.
The queen said, ‘This is your father. You helped him when he was the sick man.’
And the king said, ‘This is your mother.’
Then they kissed him and...
... grabbed the stick with the noose on the end.
He caught the snake's head in the noose. Then he threw the
snake into the iron safe and closed the door. The metal door
clanged shut.
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The Speckled ... dead on the floor.
Near the window, his wife was sitting with her head against
the wall. One side of her face was red with blood.
The window was shut andthe room was full of smoke and the
smell ... if there was a place near Ridling
Thorpe Manor that was called Elrige's. If there was, then I
knew that this was where the writer of the messages was
staying.'
Inspector Martin and...
... begin, and thus an hour passed until we reached the next station.
There the lawyer andthe lady went out, as well asthe clerk. We were left alone,
Posdnicheff and I.
"They say it, and they ...
fashion. The merchant, sitting opposite them, was taciturn.
" ;And then she squarely declared to her husband," saidthe lawyer with a smile, as I
passed by them, "that she neither ... me and not her.
Look at these shoulders andthe rest.' We males walk up and down, and estimate the
"One would have said that we used them as weapons with which to combat each
other. ...
... touching it. Theother car passed us andthe
driver blew his horn wildly. It reached the lorry - and then the lorry turned
towards it.
For a moment I thought that the car was going to pass the lorry ... it was
moving very fast. Then the front of the lorry just touched the back of the car. It
was only a light touch, but it knocked the car towards the side of the road and
the woman at the table. ...
the Yucatan
The Dream andOtherStories
Language in use
Loок at the sentence on the right. Then report
these words from the story.
1. 'You can have half the money,' said Mr Beaseley....
... while the canaries in the dining-room chirped their
hardest, exasperated by the hissing of the smouldering mint.
I was fatherless and motherless, and my aunt spoiled me. She placed
the whole ... amount. Exhausted and sleepy, I came
out into the fresh air, and sat down on a mound. It was a splendid,
The Jew andOtherStories
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‘Where’s he going?’
‘To the Caucasus, and taking his young ... Fustov, on the way home with
The Jew andOtherStories
2
calm morning; the long lines of our fortifications were lost in the
mist; I gazed till I was weary, and then began to doze where I was
sitting....
... suit and waited the maddening few
minutes it took the lock to recycle. As soon as pressure was equalized
she slid open the outer door and ran up the ramp. There was no sign of
her father on the ... another’s arms. Sex was their favorite pastime, and who could blame
them? They went about it as if their lives depended on the next coupling.
That was biology at work, he supposed—but if it was ... was breaking all the gray land-
scape into particles, no piece of the moon connected to any other piece,
and all of it was dead. The voices of theother searchers calling to each
other sounded in...
... of
the room to the other, on which baby-clothes and a pair of big black trousers are hanging.
There is a big patch of green on the ceiling from the ikon lamp, andthe baby-clothes and
the ... mistress, who has come to feed the
baby, and is standing in the middle of the room. While the stout, broad-shouldered
woman nurses the child and soothes it, Varka stands looking at her and waiting ... she shakes her head, rocks the cradle, and
murmurs her song. The green patch andthe shadows from the trousers andthe baby-
clothes move up and down, nod to her, and soon take possession of...
... too.
His father‟s pain subsided, andthe car moved once again
toward the Flushing Y pool. They said nothing. Once at the Y,
his father parked the car. They walked inside together.
As their paths ... for his country. Now he was forgetful, weak, and
unwilling to give away the little time he knew was left to him.
AFTERLIFE AND
OTHER STORIES
AFTERLIFE AND
OTHER STORIES
He hoped that ...
It was not that the boy minded distance. In fact, distance
was his forte. He had the stamina and determination to handle
the strain. He was not as good at sprints, though. The boy
lacked the...