his mother. Since his mother was a very sensitive subject to him, Oliver became upset. Noah continued to taunt him and insult his mother until Oliver snapped and attacked Noah. Noah surprised screamed and called out to Charlotte and Mrs. Sowerberry. They pulled Oliver off Noah, and sent Noah to find Mr. Bumble at the workhouse because Mr. Sowerberry was not around. Chapter 7: Noah found Mr. Bumble and told him that Oliver had tried to murder him, Charlotte, and Mrs. Sowerberry. Mr. Bumble and the man in white waistcoat were horrified, and Noah exclaimed that Oliver had intended to murder Mr. Sowerberry also. Mr. Bumble went with Noah to thrash Oliver and when they arrived, Mrs. Sowerberry had locked Oliver in the cellar. Mr. Bumble spoke sharply to Oliver and told Mrs. Sowerberry that she had been feeding the boy to liberally and that he should be kept on gruel for the rest of his apprenticeship. Mr
Lamb to the Slaughter by Roald Dahl (1916-1990) The room was warm and clean, the curtains drawn, the two table lamps alight - hers and the one by the empty chair opposite. On the sideboard behind her, two tall glasses, soda water, whiskey. Fresh ice cubes in the Thermos bucket. Mary Maloney was waiting for her husband to come him (correction: home) from work. Now and again she would glance up at the clock, but without anxiety, merely to please herself with the thought that each minute gone by made it nearer the time when he would come. There was a slow smiling air about her, and about everything she did. The drop of a head as she bent over her sewing was curiously tranquil. Her skin - for this was her sixth month with child - had acquired a wonderful translucent quality, the mouth was soft, and the eyes, with their new placid look, seemed larger darker than before. When the clock said ten minutes to five, she began to listen, and a few moments later, punctually as always, she hear
to marry him but she refused. Miss Marple had seen that coming all along and knew how it would come to benefit. Jerry went to Mr Symmington to ask his permission and of course, Mr Symmington agreed as he wanted Megan out of his way. He soon realised it wasn't going to be as easy, when Megan came to blackmail him, telling she had seen everything. Mr Symmington tried to get rid of her by drugging her with sleeping pills and pulling her to a gas stove, trying to murder her. He was stopped by Jerry and the police. It was then revealed that Miss Marple wished to prove Mr. Symmington's guilt in that way, and Megan was brave enough to assist her. He committed the murders because he wished to marry his children's governess. Aimee Griffith, in love with Symmington, had written only the letter to Miss. Holland, out of jealousy and trying to protect the man she loved from marrying the wrong woman.
Master of the Moor Author Ruth Rendell born 17 February 1930. She has been writing some books under the pseudonym Barbara Vine. She lives in London and is known English crime writer. Known for her psycological thrillers and murder mysteries. Has worked as a journalist for Essex newspapers. Novel ,,Master of the Moor" was Publisher 1982. She has been rewarded with Silver, Gold and Cartier Diamond Daggers awards from Crime Writers' Assosiation and many other awards. Setting The action takes place in the city of Vangmoor. Lots of action goes around the Moor. Time of the story unknown. Characters Stephen Whalby ''Voice of Vangmoor", Loves walks on the Moor. Suspected of killing girls because he knows Moor very well
Rita Hayworth and the Shawshank Redemption Answers 1. The speaker has obtained mostly cigarettes, booze, books, but also chocolates, milkshakes and even a coin collection for other members of Shawshank. 2. He won't get anyone guns and heavy drugs, because they won't help anyone kill himself or anyone else. 3. Three pieces of evidence that were used to put Andy into jail were: · two empty bottles of Narragansett Beer whit Andy's fingerprints on them · twelve cigarette ends. All of them were Kools what was Andy's brand. · Plaster cast of tyre tracks. These were exactly same as Andy's car. 4. Dishtowels are so important because killer used these as silencer, when he killed Andy's wife and her lover. 5. Sherwood Bolton was in jail from 1945 to 1953. All that time he had a pigeon in his cell. 6. Rock hound person who is interested in rocks. 7. Andy brought 500 dollars into Shawshank. 8. Red'
1 Complete these sentences using the correct past simple form of the verbs below. There is one verb which you do not need to use. play be get say warn think deny wear put have like 1 She ________________________ her best dress at her brother's wedding. 2 The teacher ________________________ him that his jacket was not acceptable. 3 This morning I ________________________ out of bed, had breakfast and went to work. 4 The police accused him of murder but he ________________________ the charges. 5 I ________________________ my pen on the desk this morning but now I can't find it. 6 He ________________________ in the football match on Saturday and scored three goals. 7 He ________________________ a haircut before he went to the interview. 8 I asked her to marry me but she ________________________ `no'. 9 Yesterday it ________________________ cold but today it's warmer.
the city. As I melded into the flow of foot traffic and set off toward the gym, a smile teased my mouth. Ah, New York, I thought, feeling settled again. You rock. I'd planned on warming up on a treadmill, then capping off the hour with a few of the machines, but when I saw that a beginners' kickboxing class was about to start, I followed the mass of waiting students into that instead. By the time it was over, I felt more like myself. My muscles quivered with the perfect amount of fatigue and I knew I'd sleep hard when I crashed later. "You did really well." I wiped the sweat off my face with a towel and looked at the young man who spoke to me. Lanky and sleekly muscular, he had keen brown eyes and flawless café au lait skin. His lashes were enviably thick and long, while his head was shaved bald. "Thank you." My mouth twisted ruefully. "Pretty obvious it was my first time, huh?" He grinned and held out his hand. "Parker Smith."
ought to count for something. I knew that if I'd never gone to Forks, I wouldn't be facing death now. But, terrified as I was, I couldn't bring myself to regret the decision. When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it's not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end. The hunter smiled in a friendly way as he sauntered forward to kill me. 1. FIRST SIGHT My mother drove me to the airport with the windows rolled down. It was seventy-five degrees in Phoenix, the sky a perfect, cloudless blue. I was wearing my favorite shirt -- sleeveless, white eyelet lace; I was wearing it as a farewell gesture. My carry-on item was a parka. In the Olympic Peninsula of northwest Washington State, a small town named Forks exists under a near-constant cover of clouds. It rains on this inconsequential town more than any other place in the United States of America. It was from this town and its gloomy, omnipresent shade that my mother escaped with me when I was only a few months old
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