2022-09-27 16:51:40
DEAD MAN'S ISLAND:
Part #4
#Listening, #British_English
It’s a beautiful country, Carol, and you can go to a college there in the autumn.”
“And it’s a place to live for the summer,” I said. “Hotels are expensive.”
My mother telephoned Greta Ross.
Come and see me tomorrow, Greta Ross told her. “Come to Savoy Hotel at eleven o’clock.”
I went to Savoy Hotel with my mother. It was big and expensive, bigger than our hotel, and in the centre of London.
“Mum needs this job,” I thought. “And a private island in Scotland is a nice place to live. Perhaps I can forget what’s happened if I go there.”
“Room twenty-two,” said the woman at the hotel desk. “Go on up. Mrs Ross will see you now.”
Greta Ross was waiting for us. She was about thirty years old and very beautiful. She wore an expensive red dress and her hair was very long and dark.
“This is my daughter, Carol,” said my mother.
“Hallo, Carol,” said Greta Ross.
“Hallo,” I said.
“Carol is eighteen years old,” said my mother. “Can she come with me, if I get the job? Perhaps she can help in the house or in the garden. She likes gardening. She’s studying farming at college.”
“Perhaps,” said Greta Ross. “There’s a small farm on the island.”
“I’d like to work on the farm,” I said.
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