Exercise 89. Use the proper article paying special attention to substantivized parts of speech.

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1. Rich always had the most fun during the war. 2. It would be better to be in the study hall than out in cold. 3. It was always your ambition to be a nurse and help sick ever since you were a little child, wasn't it? 4. I knew the sky outside was definitely bright clear blue. 5. It was a nice day. The sun was shining. The sky was full of racing white clouds, and blue seemed to dazzle and promise.

6. There are times when weak can help strong. 7. It still felt like
doing impossible. 8. " The doctor sees good in everyone, " said the
mother. 9. It was in Cape Town that Janny became aware of the
enormous schism between blacks and whites. 10. Now, the only way
black could exist was by slim, subservient on the surface but cun
ning and clever beneath. 11. Their hair had turned bright red.
12. There were no doctor or medications for wounded, and food
scarce. 13. And he was face to face with unbelievable. 14. This had
seemed in anticipation like a dive into unknown, indeed into
irrevocable. 15. Noah was a dry old man aged about ninety.
Benjamin was quite a young man by the side of Noah. He was only

seventy years old; a happy, kind-hearted old fellow who knew all sorts of amusing things for young and old.

1. My father threw a second raisin into the clearing... then a third... and a fourth... and a fifth. 2. " I speak for the syndicate, I see no reason for a third party." - " You will in a minute." 3. " Good enough, " said Dick, looking round the large room that took up a third of a top story in the rickety chambers overlooking the Thames. 4....I have found a second shop in the village, a sort of ironmonger's, in the row of cottages behind the pub. 5. Some time just after my " Bad Patch" we met at a first night party. 6. Two (girls) were indeed young, about eleven and ten. The third was perhaps seventeen. 7. June walked straight up to her former friend, kissed her cheek, and the two settled down on a sofa never sat on since the hotel's foundation. 8. The letter bored him, and when it was followed the next day by another, and the day after by a third, he began to worry. 9. " Miss Luce will be a second mother to the children, " she said. 10. I have never mentioned her to him though I may once have dropped a hint about a " first love". 11. At the bus stop two dark-haired women, arm in arm, complained loudly to each other about a third.

Exercise 91. Comment on the use of articles with nouns denoting names of nationalities and nations.

1. The English can't stand a man who is always saying he is in the right, but they are very fond of a man who admits that he has ever been in the wrong. 2. There were four tables there, his own, one from which breakfast was being cleared away and two occupied ones. At the nearest to him sat a family of father and mother and two elderly daughters - Germans. Beyond them, at the corner of the terrace, sat what were clearly an English mother and son. 3. The woman was about fifty-five. She had grey hair of a pretty tone-was sensibly but not fashionably dressed in a tweed coat and skirt - and had that comfortable self-possession which marks an Englishwoman used to much travelling abroad. 4. Biologically it may be found that there are few differences between an African Negro and a white Scandinavian. 5. " They are Danes, " said Murphy. " I heard at breakfast. I must visit Denmark some day." 6. Although he had not spoken, I was positive he was not an American. 7. The British had expected a quick and easy war, no more than a moth pin-up operation, and they began with a continent, light-hearted holiday spirit. 8. The cook, a Chinese, in white trousers, very dirty and ragged, and a thin white tunic, came to say that supper was ready. 9. The man came along and passed us. He was an Iraqui. 10. She wasn't a Swede, like her husband, but she might have been as far as looks

went. 11. Whatever else you could say of Налу, he didn't fit the cliché about the Swiss being excessively cautious.

I. There was sound in hall. " Here's Felicity, " said Мог. Felicity
shut front door behind her and put her suitcase down at her feet.
Her parents stood looking at her from door of dining-room.
" Welcome home, dear, " said Nan.

" Hello, " said Felicity. She was fourteen, very thin and straight, and tall for her age. Skin of her face was very white but covered over in summer with thick scattering of golden freckles. She had her mother's eyes, gleaming blue, but filled with hazier and more dreamy light. Nan's hair was dark blond, Felicity's was fairer and straighter. In looks girl had none of her father.

II. Felicity took off her hat and threw it in direction of hall
table. It fell on floor. Nan came forward, picking up hat, and kissed
her on brow. " Hello, old thing, " said Мог. Не shook her by shoul
der.

" I don't want anything to eat, " said Felicity. She picked up her suitcase. " Don't bother, Daddy, I'll carry it up." She began to mount stairs. Her parents watched her in silence.

He still had at fifty-two very good figure. As young man with great mass of curling chestnut hair, with wonderful skin and large deep blue eyes, straight nose and small ears, he had been best-looking actor on English stage. Only thing that slightly spoiled him was thinness of his mouth. He was just six foot tall and he had gallant bearing. It was his obvious beauty that had engaged him to go on stage rather than to become soldier like his father. Now his chestnut hair was very grey, and he wore it much shorter; his face had broadened and was good deal lined; his skin no longer had soft bloom of peach. But with his splendid eyes and his fine figure he was still very handsome man. Since his five years at war he had adopted military bearing so that if you had not known who he was you might have taken him for officer of high rank. He boasted that his weight had not changed since he was twenty, and for years, wet

or fine, he had got up every morning at eight to put on shorts and sweater and have run round Regent's Park.

It was bright spring day when ambulance brought Jan home. When they lifted her out strip of sky above narrow street seemed like no other strip of sky in world; afternoon light reflected from white wall of flats was light that had irradiated dream which she had often dreamed but doubted whether it would ever come true... When Doreen opened door to their bed-sitter, her heart was swollen with poignancy of coming home.

Air of flat was heavy and stale as it had always been but she breathed it with satisfaction. Everything was familiar to her, even smells were familiar. Ambulance men put her on her bed, wished her luck and went.

This was moment of which she had dreamed so often - moment for which she had longed with agonized, incessant longing of prisoner who seeks to escape, from his cell. She was home and free, and today hyacinth Bart had brought her had broken first of its green sheaths revealing promise of bud within.

I. There was no sign of life. Little white cottages covered with wild roses and ivy geraniums stood with doors open, yet no sign of man, woman, or child. No one seemed to have heard me drive up. Not sound!

II. I shut off engine and walked on. Below was tiny bay, nestling between two cliffs. Waves came booming over rocks, sea-gulfs were flying with wild, lonely cries. I stood there long time. Dusk was falling. I shook free from wild spell of this place, and asked myself where I would rest for this night. I was tired.

III. Would it be possible to stay night in St. Anthony and find out what kind of people live there? It would be good to stay in such silence, in such remoteness. I went back to cottages.

IV. Rosy middle-aged woman, wearing print apron, was standing at door of pink cottage, looking at my car as though it were unnatural phenomenon.

V. Great bush of veronica was in bloom in garden, porch was
smothered in geraniums, Canterbury bells stood beneath windows,
and paths were lined with London pride.

VI. " Weil, " said woman, " I've got nothing for dinner, sir, but
eggs and cream, because we have no shops, and everything is
brought from Gerrans in motor-car."

I told her that eggs and cream were only things I would dream of eating in St. Anthony in Roseland.

1. How good thing it was that he had made his decision. 2. I've got as great respect for him as anyone in college. 3. He wondered how long time had passed. He could not judge. 4. Then he found out that he could not stay in bed. He was in too great agony. 5. He was as much master of tactics as Brown and Christal. 6. I hope this isn't too great disappointment to you, May. 7. " It would make everyone realize how great choice it was, " said Roy. 8. It was unlikely that so large family would all go bankrupt 9. That was too easy way out. 10. Was he not simply criminal to contemplate union with so young girl? 11. It struck me how inexplicable thing was bravery. 12. But he was too cautious, too shrewd, too suspicious and too stubborn man to be pleased about it. 13. It ought to establish him in as strong position as we've reached so far. 14. To music she now gave all hours she could spare. 15. She closed both shutters. 16. It seemed to him amazing that such small woman should own such large car. 17. Many people said they wished they had my hair. 18. She was surprised to discover that she could be made so furiously angry by so small thing. 19. His memory was good and for so young man he had read largely. 20. He had given his guests as good time as he could. 21. Red-haired Robert read aloud fable of Fox and piece of cheese and Hilary wished, to boys' delight, that he could speak French with so pure accent. 22. You've not been as big fool as myself.

Lisa was lying in big, double bed, very white and very weak. It had been surprisingly difficult birth, said Jeanne, who was there looking after her, but then Lisa was so small. Doctor had wanted her to go to hospital, but she had refused in case Hilary should come. And now he had come and was sitting beside bed holding her hand, while large mean tears rolled slowly down her cheek. " You must go, " Jeanne had urged. " Germans will be here. You must go while there's still time, " and Hilary had cried desperately that they must wrap Lisa in blanket, find car, get her out to England, and safety.

II. Michael slammed down telephone. Be reasonable, he thought,
maybe they are out taking walk along beach and in ten minutes
they'll come back and she'll pick up phone and call and ask him
how it was and if he wouldn't like to come out and in time for
dinner.

He went into small room that she used as studio. Piece of paper
with half-finished design in water colours was pinned to drawing-
board.

He went back into neat, bright living-room... He had small desk in corner of room where he went over reports he brought back in evening and where he wrote his letters and kept his chequebooks. On it there was photograph of her - it was in colour and had been taken on lawn of her parents' house on bright simmer day. She was sitting on garden chair, book on her lap, her hands folded loosely over it... She was wearing pale blue blouse with short sleeves and long blue skirt and her arms were tanned and rounded, her face rose, her expression serious, almost questioning.

1. The Smollets accompanied the Edge worths as far as their gates. 2. The Elliots paid a few visits together in England. 3. " Born an Elliot - born a gentleman." So the vile phrase ran. 4. He suddenly recognized the Mrs. Foliot whom they had been talking of at lunch. 5. Well, she was married to him. And what was more she loved him. Not the Stanley whom every one saw, not the everyday one; but a timid, sensitive, innocent Stanley who knelt down every night to say his prayers, and who longed to be good. 6. Perhaps, Jan thought, it all seems lovelier than it has ever seemed because I've seen a new Bart today, a Bart whose tenderness had quenched his passion. 7.-Where does the boy live? - At a certain Mrs. Orr's who has no connection with the school of any kind. 8. During her absence the house was occupied by a Miss Katti Bostock, another painter. 9. Besides Rain, Nan and Mrs. Prewett, there was a Mrs Kingsley, the wife of one of the Governors. 10. Then she said, " Can't we see the great Mr. Ansell? " 11. And so he is engaged to Mr. Ackroyd's niece, the charming Miss Flora? 12. But he could think of no classical parallel for Agness. She slipped between examples. A kindly Medea, a Cleopatra with a sense of duty-these suggested her a little. 13. He added, " I feel rather like a Rip Van Winkle, saying that" 14. The man doesn't know a Rubens from a Rembrandt. 15. The book was Shelley, and it opened at a passage that he had cherished greatly two years before. He put the Shelley back into his pocket and waited for them. 16. There was a man in the back yard of the next house doing something to one of the front wheels of an old Ford.

1. Browns were a fighting family. 2. Tom was the oldest child and even as a little baby he showed all the character of true Brown. 3. Bard Rogers was a good manager, but he was not Blackwell. 4. The last person to see her had been Agnes Dangerfield, who had

seen her walking down Market Street 5. He added that he was expecting Mr. Lowen on business. 6. A few minutes later another member entered the club, Mr. Graham Beresford. 7. The Lieutenant phoned downtown and then made arrangements with Captain Mooney. 8. " I think I have heard the name, yes, " he said vaguely. " I once heard Mr. Van Aldin speak of him in very high terms." 9. First of all we must realize that Louise Leidner of all these years ago is essentially the same Louise Leidner of the present time, 10. I came out to Iraq with Mrs. Kelsey. 11. " The house is really sold, then? " -" Yes. To Major Somervell. Our new member." 12. Ramos hung up the phone, lit Benson and Hedges; he had never been able to stand Philippine tobacco.

I. Oliver Cromwell is one of most important figures in English history. Cromwell was born at Huntington in year 1599, and it was on large farm that he grew up.

When he was 17 years of age he entered University of Cambridge. But he remained less than year at Cambridge. When his father died he had to return to Huntington to look after farm. Soon after he went to London for while to study law, and whilst there he married daughter of Sir James Boucheir, rich London merchant.

Estate, really large farm, to which Cromwell and his wife returned, supplied most of their needs. It was healthy, open-air life which Cromwell lived for next 20 years. He worked in the fields, with his farm servants, but he also took lovely interest in affairs of countryside, and in 1628 he was elected Member of Parliament for Huntington.

П. Once he was sure of his hold over England William the Conqueror ordered building of great fortress-palace beside Thames, where wooden castle already stood. He put Norman monk, Gundulf, who was Bishop of Rochester, in charge of work. At that time most building in stone was for Church and it was mainly clergy who had education to plan and carry great undertaking like this.

Alexander Graham Bell never planned to be inventor; he wanted to be musician or teacher of deaf people. Alexander's mother was painter and musician. His father was well-known teacher. He developed system that he called " Visible Speech", which he used to teach deaf people to speak.

In 1863, when Alexander was only sixteen, he became teacher in boys' school in Scotland He liked teaching there; but he still wanted to become teacher of deaf people.

In 1868 terrible thing happened to Bell family. Alexander's two
brothers died of tuberculosis. Then Alexander became ill with the
same disease. Doctor suggested better climate, and whole family
moved to Canada. Alexander could not work for year, but he con
tinued his experiments with sound. He became interested in tele
graph, and he tried to find way to send musical sounds through
electric wires.

After year of rest, Alexander was offered job at School for the Deaf in Boston. He was so successful that be was able to open his own school when he was only twenty-five.

Alexander became interested in finding way to send the human voice through electric wire. He found assistant, Tom Watson, who worked in electrical shop and knew a lot about building electric machines. They worked together to build machine that people could use to talk to one another over long distances.

One day, when Tom was alone in room, he heard voice. Voice was coming through wire to receiver on table! Voice was Alexander Bell's! It was saying, " Come here, Mr. Watson! I want you! "

First permanent telephone line was built in Germany in 1877. And in 1878 first telephone exchange was established in New Jersey. By 1915 coast-coast telephone fine was opened in United States,

I She led him to small room, few doors down hall in which were typewriter and hard office chair. There was large clock on wall. Room had no windows. Across ceiling was glaring fluorescent light which made bare white plaster walls look yellow. Secretary walked out without word, shutting door silently behind her.

II. Samuel Sunbury was clerk in lawyer's office and had worked his way from office boy to respectable position. Every morning for twenty-four years he had taken same train to City, except of course on Sundays and during his fortnight's holiday at sea-side, and every evening he had taken same train back to suburb in which he lived. He was neat in his dress, he went to work in quiet grey trousers, black coat and bowler hat, and when he came home he put on his slippers and black coat which was too old and shiny to wear at office.

III. Weeks dragged on. Days grew hotter. There was no call from Health Department. Jan asked Nurse Duggin every day whether doctor had sent any word. Each night she asked whether there was letter from him. There was never anything.

to have moonlight picnic down at bay, and sent invitation to Theodore, who was only stranger that Mother would tolerate on such great occasion. Day for great immersion arrived, food and wine were prepared, boat was cleaned out and filled with cushions, and everything was ready when Theodore turned up. On hearing that we had planned moonlight picnic and swim he reminded us that on that particular night there was no moon. Everyone blamed everyone else for not having checked on moon's progress, and argument went on until dusk. Eventually we decided that we would go on picnic in spite of everything, since all arrangements were made, so we staggered down to boat, loaded down with food, wine, towels, and cigarettes, and set off down coast.

II. Jane opened door gently, balancing tray with her free hand. " You up, Miss Maryann? she asked softly. There was no answer from large bed.

She stepped quietly into room and put tray down on small table. Without looking at bed, she went to window and drew back drapes. Bright sunlight spilled into room. She stood there for moment looking through window.

Far below she could see East River as it wound its way toward Hudson. Flashing green of Square Park contrasted with grey of buildings surrounding it She watched long black automobile turn up driveway and looked down at watch. Eight o'clock. She turned back into room.

I, Bart rang night-bell at stately old colonial house where Jan's
doctor lived, but there was no response. Then he went round back,
but windows were closed and it seemed that house was deserted. He
came back and stood irresolute on steps leading down to street.
Then he turned and pressed his finger on bell again, and long-drawn
ring echoed through silent house.

Somewhere he heard movements and then there were footsteps on stairs. When door was opened, woman looked out at him. " Doctor's away, " she said. " He always goes away for weekends, but there's lady doctor just around corner that does his locums if you like to go round and try her." (Cusack)

II. Towards end of May he was walking up Oakley Street about
five in evening when he suddenly saw crowd of people gathered
round man lying on pavement. In gutter alongside was shattered bi
cycle and, almost on top of it, drunkenly arrested motor lorry.

Five seconds later Andrew was in middle of crowd, observing injured man, who, attended by kneeling policeman, was bleeding from deep wound in groin.

I. He was young man of five-and-twenty, well built and of pale
complexion. He had hair that was very nearly black and clean-shaven
face. Clothes he wore were of expensive material but had seen good
deal of service. His stand-up collar curled over at corners and neck
tie was lilac-sprigged. _# < •

Of two sisters, Dors, aged twenty, was more like him in visage, but she spoke with gentleness which seemed to indicate different character.

Maud, who was twenty-two, had bold handsome features and
very beautiful hair; hers was not face that readily smiled. Their
mother had look and manners of invalid, though she sat at table in
ordinary way....

II. That autumn snow came very late. We lived in brown
wooden house in pine trees on side of mountain and at night there
was frost so that there was thin ice over water in two pitchers on
dresser in morning. Mrs. Guttingen came into room early in morn
ing to shut windows and started fire in stove. Pine wood crackled
and sparked and then fire roared in stove. And second time Mrs.
Guttingen came into room, she brought big chunks of wood for fire
and pitcher of hot water. When room was warm she brought in
breakfast.

I. In late summer of that year we lived in house in village that
looked across river and plain to mountains. In bed of river there
were pebbles and boulders, dry and white in sun, and water was
clear and swiftly moving and blue in channels. Troops went by
house and down road and dust they raised powdered leaves of trees.
Trunks of trees too were dusty and leaves fell early that year and
we saw troops marching along road and dust rising and leaves,
stirred by breeze, falling and solders marching and afterward road
bare and white except for leaves.

II. He went upstairs. First thing he saw was his old mandolin in
black leather case, lying on top of bureau where Betsy had put it
after unpacking it. He stood looking at it for moment, then drew in
strument from its case. It was covered with dust, and strings were
rusty and slack. Slowly he tightened one of strings, strumming it
gently with his thumb. It snapped suddenly. Tom shrugged, put
mandolin back in case, and glanced around room. On one corner
was built-in bookcase, with wide empty shelf at its top. He reached
up and put mandolin there.

Then he walked quickly to bathroom. There was dust in bottom of bathtub. Impatiently he washed it out and let tub fill while he shaved, bending almost double to see himself in mirror.

I. Bedroom furniture was oak too, heavy and dark: double bed,
long dresser, vanity table with oval mirror and bench upholstered in
gold velvet. Bedspread was gold velvet too, and lone curtains at win
dows. Pair of low chests flanked bed, lamp with gold shade on each,
and on the one at the right stood photograph, eight-by-ten black-and-
white print framed in ornate gold frame.

II. But next morning when the dawn crept over tranquil sea,
opening in the reef which had eluded them night before was seen a
little to east where they lay. Schooner entered lagoon. There was not
ripple on surface of water. When he had anchored his ship skipper
ate his breakfast and went on deck. The sun shone from unclouded
sky but in early morning air was grateful and cool. It was Sunday
and there was feeling of quietness, a silence as though nature were
at rest, which gave him peculiar sense of comfort. He sat, looking at
wooden coast, and felt lazy and well at ease. Presently slow smile
moved his lips and he threw stump of his cigar into water.

III. Bateman took glance at him. Edward was dressed in suit of shabby white ducks, none too clean, and large straw hat of native make. He was thinner than he had been, deeply burnt by sun, and he was certainly better looking than ever.

They arrived at hotel and sat on terrace. Chinese boy brought them cocktails. Edward was almost anxious to hear all news of Chicago and bombarded his friend with eager questions.

I. He was queer creature and he had had singular career. At age
of twenty-one he had inherited considerable fortune, hundred thou
sand pounds, and when he left Oxford he threw himself into gay life
which in those days (now Mr. Warburton was man of four and
fifty) offered to the young man of good family. He had his flat in
Mount Street. He went to all places where the fashionable congre
gate. He was handsome, amusing and generous. He was figure in
society, that had not lost its exclusiveness nor its brilliance.
(Maugham)

II. We had been driven by bad weather to take shelter and had
spent couple of days at island on way. Trebucket is low island, per
haps mile round covered with coconuts, just raised above level of
sea and surrounded only on one side. There is no opening in reef
and lugger had to anchor mile from shore. We got into dinghy with
the provision. I saw little hut, sheltered by trees» in which German
Harry lived, and as we approached he sauntered down slowly to
water's edge. We shouted greeting, but he did not answer. He was
man over seventy, very bald, hatched-faced, with grey beard, and he
walked with roll so that you could never have taken him for any
thing but sea-faring man. (Maugham)

III. I'm sorry to have dragged you out of bed, Mrs. Chapman, but I haven't any time to waste. I landed at Heathrow hour ago, and I have to fly out day after tomorrow. As you'll be at work most of tomorrow, it seemed good idea to come here at once rather than waiting until morning. Although in last week of term before school broke up for the Christmas holidays, weather was chilly, his ungloved brown hand was not cold. (Weale)

I. It was warm night, even with breeze that came in through
open windows from across desert. I tossed restlessly on bed and
pushed sheets down from me. It had been long day. I was tired but
I couldn't sleep. Too many thoughts were raising through my mind.
I wondered if that was reason I used to hear my father pacing up
and down in his room long after rest of house had gone to bed.

There was sound at door. I sat up in bed. My voice jarred the stillness. " Who is it? " (Robbins)

II. " I know I was one who wanted to go to college in San Francisco, because after years of school in Switzerland some insane super-patriot convinced me I was losing my Americanism, whatever that is... what I'd like, if it wouldn't be too much of burden on you, would be to get on plane and come over to Europe for the summer and let them sort things out at college without me before Fall term begins." (I. Shaw)

III. Doctor sat down heavily in chair opposite me. He took out pen and sheet of paper. He laid paper on desk. Upside down, I could read heading across top in bold type. Death Certificate. Pen began to scratch across paper. After moment he looked up. " O.K. if I put down embolism as cause of death or do you want autopsy? "

I shook my head. Doctor wrote again. Moment later he had finished and he pushed certificate over to me. " Check it over and see if I got everything right." (Robbins)

I. Once upon time there was young hunter who went into wood in search of game. He was of bright and cheerful disposition and as he walked along he whistled on leaf. Ugly old hag appeared and said to him, " Good day, dear hunter, you seem merry and content, but I am hungry and thirsty, so give me trifle."

Good-natured fellow's pity was excited, and he put his hand in his pocket and gave her bit of his fortune. Then he wished to walk on, but old hag held him back and said, " Listen, dear hunter. As you have such kind heart I will give you present. Go on your way. After while you will come to tree on which nine birds sit with cloak in their claws. Take aim with your gun and shoot into middle of 68

them; they will let cloak fall but one of birds will be hit too, and fall dead on ground. Take cloak with you, for it is wishing cloak, you have only to throw it over your shoulders and you will find yourself at once in any place you may wish to go. Take heart out of dead bird's breast and swallow it whole, and you will find every morning, when you get up, gold coin under your pillow."

II. Hunter thanked wise woman and thought, " She promises me
pleasant things, I wonder if they'll come to pass." But he had not
gone hundred steps when he heard great twittering and calling
among branches, and on looking up, saw a number of birds tearing
with their claws and beaks on cloth which they dragged about.

" Really, this is wonderful! " exclaimed man. " Everything is happening as old crone said it would, " and he took aim and fired so (hat leathers of birds thickened air. The covey took flight, but one bird fell wounded to earth, and cloak, too, dropped at his feet. Then hunter obeyed old woman's instructions, ripped up bird, took out its heart, swallowed it whole, and carried cloak home.

Next morning, when he woke, he remembered old woman's prediction, lifted his pillow and saw flash of gold coin.

Next morning he found another, and so it went on till he had great pile of gold. Then at last he asked himself, " What is good of all this wealth if I stay at home? I will use it and see world."

III. So he bade farewell to his parents, hung up his hunter's
wallet and gun, and set off. It happened one day that he came
through dense forest, at other end of which, lying in valley, was
very grand castle. In one of its windows old woman and beautiful
girl stood looking out.

Old woman was witch, and said to girl, " There comes man who has wonderful treasure in his insides; we must relieve him of it, daughter dear. It will agree with us better than with him. It's bird's heart, and every morning he finds gold coin under his pillow."

She then told girl her design of robbing him, and the part she was to play in plot, and with flashing eyes threatened her that if she did not do as she was told, she would be punished.

When hunter drew near he caught sight of girl at window and said to himself, " I have walked long way, and will ask to be put in this nice castle. I have money enough to pay for luxurious quarters." But it was pretty girl in window, that attracted him. He entered house and was warmly welcomed and entertained.

II. Now, as he emerged through glass doors into warm sunshine
sense of satisfaction filled him.

Мог walked across asphalt playground in direction of bicycle-sheds, averting his eyes automatically from windows of classrooms where lessons were still in progress.

III. Bicycle-shed was wooden structure, much broken down and connected by grassy track with main drive. Мог found his bicycle and set out slowly along track. He bumped along between trees, turned on to loose gravel of main drive, until he reached school gates and smooth surface of arterial road. Fast cars were rushing in both directions, and it was little while before Мог could get across into other lane. He slipped through at last and began to pedal up hill. It was stiff climb. He reached top and began to freewheel down other side.

IV. Demoyte's house stood there. House was long in front and built of small rose-coloured bricks. Мог left his bicycle and made hit way on foot towards front door.

I. Room in which boys were fed, was large stone hall, with copper pot at one end out of which master, dressed in apron for purpose, ladled the gruel at meal-times. Boys have generally excellent appetites.

II. Oliver Twist and his companions suffered tortures of slow starvation for three months: at last they got so wild with hunger, that one boy, who was tall for his age, and hadn't been used to that sort of thing (for his father had kept small cook's shop), hinted darkly to his companions, that unless he had another basin of gruel, he was afraid he might some night happen to eat boy who slept next to him, who happened to be weakly youth of tender age.

III. Council was held, lots were cast who should walk up to master after supper that evening and ask for more; and it fell to Oliver Twist

IV. Evening arrived; boys took their places and gruel was served out. Gruel disappeared. Boys whispered to each other, and winked at Oliver. He rose from table, and advancing to master, basin and spoon in hand, said: " Please, sir, I want some more." Master was fat healthy man, but he turned very pale.

V. He gazed in stupefied astonishment on small rebel for some
seconds and then clung for support to copper. Assistants were paral
ysed with wonder; boys with fear. " What! " said master at length, in
faint voice. " Please, sir, " replied Oliver, " I want some more." Mas
ter aimed blow at Oliver's head with ladle; and shrieked aloud for
the beadle.

standing little by itself, with its back to river and its front on quiet street. I looked at house with suspicious curiosity, and it seemed to be looking back at me. It was self-absorbed sort of house, fronted by small garden. House was square, with rows of tall windows, and had preserved remnant of elegance. I approached iron gate in wall. I pushed open gate and walked up to house. Windows gleamed blackly, like eyes behind dark glasses.

II. Door was newly painted. I did not look for bell, but tried
handle at once. Door opened quietly and I stepped on tiptoe into
hall. Oppressive silence surged out of place like cloud. I walked
slowly down hall, planting my feet with care on long black sound-
absorbing rug. When I came to stairs I glided up them.

III. I found myself on broad landing, with carved wooden balustrade behind me and several doors in front of me. Everything seemed neat and nicely appointed. Carpets were thick, and woodwork as clean as apple. I moved to nearest door and opened it wide. Then I got shock that stiffened me from head to toe.

IV. I was looking straight into seven or eight pairs of staring eyes, which seemed to be located few feet from my face. I stepped back hastily and door swung to again with faint click which was first sound I had heard since I entered house. I stood still for moment in utter incomprehension... Then I seized handle firmly and opened door again. Faces had moved, but were still turned towards me; and then in instant I understood. I was in gallery of tiny theatre. Gallery seemed to give immediately on to stage; and on stage were number of actors, moving silently to and fro, and wearing masks which they kept turned towards auditorium. These masks were little larger than life, and this fact accounted for extraordinary impression of closeness which I had received when I first opened door.,

I. One day, very shortly after he had connected himself with Green-Davidson, he had come in rather earlier than usual in afternoon and found his mother bending over letter which evidently had just arrived and which appeared to interest her greatly. Also it seemed to be connected with something which required concealment. For, on seeing him, she stopped reading at once, and put letter away without commenting upon what she had been reading. But Clyde for some reason, intuition perhaps, had thought that it might be from Esta. He was not sure. And he was too far away to detect character of handwriting.

II. Month or five weeks after this, and just about time that he was becoming comparatively well-schooled in his work at Green-Davidson, his mother came to him one afternoon with very peculiar proposition for her. Without explaining what it was for, or indicating directly that now she felt that he might be in better position to help her, she called him into mission hall when he came in from work and said: " You would not know, Clyde, would you, how could I raise hundred dollars right away? " |

Ш. Clyde was so astonished that he could scarcely believe his ears, for only few weeks before mere mention of any sum above four or five dollars in connection with him would have been preposterous. Yet here she was asking him and apparently assuming that he might be able to assist her in this way. And rightly, for both his clothes and his general air had indicated period of better days for him.

IV. Clyde, not being sure of her real attitude, merely looked at her and exclaimed: " Why, where would 1 get hundred dollars, Ma? " He had visions of his new-found source of wealth being dissipated by such unheard of and inexplicable demands as this, and distress and distrust at once showed on his countenance.