One of his best works is "Martin Eden" (1909). During the sixteen years of his literary career, he published about fifty books short stories, novels, essays. After reading the "Communist Manifesto", Jack London became an enthusiastic believer in socialism. He had worked at factories he had travelled across the ocean as a sailor he had walked from San Francisco to New York with an army of jobless workers. Jack London (John Griffith) (1876-1916) was born in San Francisco in a very poor family. He spoke to her in a low voice as he called her a bad name.ġ. "Pull it, and kill a man."Īt the door the man turned round. It isn't easy to kill a man and I'm sure you can't do it." Do you know what I'm going to do? I'm going to get up from this chair and walk out of that door. You looked so kind and soft and all the time you had your foot on the bell. I didn't believe a single word of your story. "When you are in prison," she said coldly, "think of the lesson I've taught you. She already saw the newspapers with the story of the beautiful young Mrs Setliffe who had caught a dangerous robber in her own house. The man and the woman sat at the table, looking into each other's eyes. Without saying a word, he was looking at the woman, into her hard cold eyes. At the same time she pushed the bell with her foot.Ī door opened behind him, and the man heard somebody enter the room. "No, wait." The woman suddenly took up the gun. And as my friend needs money badly I just came to take something back from your father. You see, I had a little mine once, and old Setliffe took it away from me. "I'm not a robber and I didn't come here to steal. But he was in a strange house and did not know that under the table, near her foot, was an electric bell. She saw him look about the room, then put the gun on the corner of the table between them. She took her seat at the table and placed him on the other side of it. Turning to the man she said: "I can't really make you stay, but, come, sit down, and tell me all about it - here at the table." Such things did not happen often in her life. And now I must go."īut Mrs Setliffe did not want to lose her robber. "I used to be an honest man before I started looking for a job. "I did my best, but there's no work for me in this city," he said bitterly.
Won't you stay a few minutes and talk? I want you to explain the whole thing to me. "I've never met a robber before," the woman said, "and I can't tell you how exciting it is.
A friend is waiting for me outside, and I promised to help him." "I must-kill you then," he answered slowly. "And what if 3 I cry out for help?" asked the woman. "Now please show me the way out," the man said. Mrs Setliffe saw his mistake, but she was pleased. I didn't expect to find you in, as I saw you with your old man in an auto. I've lost my way here," he answered ironically. In front of her, near the wall, stood a man. As the light came on, she stepped back and cried out. The room was dark and she turned on the lights. She opened the door of the dining-room and went in. She was looking for a book of poems she had put somewhere and only now remembered.
She moved through the big rooms and wide halls of her house. We form the passive with the verb, 183.41kb.
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