Sons and Lovers - D.H. Lawrence
The children lay silent in suspense, waiting for a lull in the wind to hear what their father was doing. He might hit their mother again. There was a feeling of horror, a kind of bristling in the darkness, and a sense of blood. They lay with their hearts in the grip of an intense anguish. The wind came through the tree fiercer and fiercer. All the chords of the great harp hummed, whistled, and shrieked. And then came the horror of the sudden silence, silence everywhere, outside and downstairs.
यो उद्धारणमा ट्रेन गर्नुहोस्
पाठ सम्पादन गर्नुहोस्
वा केवल कमेन्ट छोड्नुहोस्:
