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UNIT TWO:

                                                       FICTION  READING



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                                                   A  FUR  JACKET

                                                                      From An American Tragedy
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                                                                           by Theodore Dreiser

                                   One  day  Hortense,  walking  along  Baltimore  Street  near  its
                            junction  with  Fifteenth  street  –  the  smartest  portion  of  the  shopping
                            section of the city – at the noon hour – with Doris, another shop-girl in
                            her department store, saw in the window of one of the smaller and less
                            exclusive  fur  stores  of  the  city,  a  fur  jacket  of  beaver  that  to  her  was
                            exactly what she needed to strengthen mightily her very limited personal
                            wardrobe. It was not such an expensive coat, worth possibly a hundred
                            dollars  –  but  fashioned  in  such  an  individual  way  as  to  make  her  to
                            imagine that, once invested with it, her physical charm would show more
                            than it ever had.
                                   Moved  by  this  thought,  she  paused  and  exclaimed:  “Oh,  isn’t
                            that  just  the  classiest,  darlingest  little  coat  you  ever  saw!  Oh,  look  at
                            those sleeves, Doris.” She clutched her companion by the arm. “Look at
                            the  collar.  And  the  lining!  And  those  pockets!  Oh,  dear!”  she  was
                            trembling with intensity of her approval and delight. “Oh, isn’t it just too
                            sweet for words? And the very kind of coat I’ve been thinking of since I
                            don’t know when!” she exclaimed. “Oh, if I could only have it.”
                                   She clapped her hands admiringly while Isadore Rubinstein, the
                            elderly  son  of  the  proprietor,  who  was  standing  somewhat  out  of  the
                            range of her gaze at the moment, noted the gesture and her enthusiasm
                            and decided immediately that the coat must be worth at least  twenty-five

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                               Друкується  за  виданням:  Буданов  С.Г.,  Ріхтер  А.Г.  Посібник  з
                            позааудиторного читання англійською мовою:  Навч. вид. – К: Вища шк.,
                            1992. С.17-21.

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