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There was no doubt that Lord Henry was insane. He had never been particularly lucid, not even as a child. So it was logical to assume he wouldn't become one as an adult. Being as mad as a hatter was a long-standing tradition among the Argleton family, and the 27th Earl of Glastonbury upheld it faithfully, never failing to honor the family tradition.
However, his chestnut horse talking was a different matter altogether. Engaging in conversation with a horse had always been a common pastime among the snobbish English nobility. But it was another thing entirely when Lord Henry claimed that his steed responded. According to him, Gallant Fox, as his aristocratic owner called him, was a horse well-versed in both human and divine matters. His rhetoric was so astonishing that the horse could recite verses from Virgil's Aeneid while boasting about his in-depth knowledge of Plato's Republic.
The highbrow discussions with the horse were so captivating that the nobleman couldn't resist the temptation to seat him at his table, surrounded by exquisite dishes and the finest wines, to ensure he didn't miss a word of this equine dialectic that fascinated and delighted him so much.
This continued despite Lady Alice's vehement aversion to the erudite horse. Fed up with such nonsense, she decided, in collusion with the head groom, to resolve this issue in the most drastic manner possible. This, of course, was the gelding of the annoying draft horse, carried out under the cover of night with premeditation. With a single stroke, this action silenced all of the animal's verbosity. It was to no one's surprise that Gallant Fox never spoke again.
I apologize for any inconvenience and thank you for your feedback.
I'd like to mention that I really enjoyed your course, and your method of explaining each step is very didactic.
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shaun_levin
Teacher Plus@arturoroviraroldan Hola Arturo! I'd be happy to read your story. Could you paste the text below so that the translation robots can do their work :)
arturoroviraroldan
Hello, Shaun:
I'm providing you with the translated story right here:
There was no doubt that Lord Henry was insane. He had never been particularly lucid, not even as a child. So it was logical to assume he wouldn't become one as an adult. Being as mad as a hatter was a long-standing tradition among the Argleton family, and the 27th Earl of Glastonbury upheld it faithfully, never failing to honor the family tradition.
However, his chestnut horse talking was a different matter altogether. Engaging in conversation with a horse had always been a common pastime among the snobbish English nobility. But it was another thing entirely when Lord Henry claimed that his steed responded. According to him, Gallant Fox, as his aristocratic owner called him, was a horse well-versed in both human and divine matters. His rhetoric was so astonishing that the horse could recite verses from Virgil's Aeneid while boasting about his in-depth knowledge of Plato's Republic.
The highbrow discussions with the horse were so captivating that the nobleman couldn't resist the temptation to seat him at his table, surrounded by exquisite dishes and the finest wines, to ensure he didn't miss a word of this equine dialectic that fascinated and delighted him so much.
This continued despite Lady Alice's vehement aversion to the erudite horse. Fed up with such nonsense, she decided, in collusion with the head groom, to resolve this issue in the most drastic manner possible. This, of course, was the gelding of the annoying draft horse, carried out under the cover of night with premeditation. With a single stroke, this action silenced all of the animal's verbosity. It was to no one's surprise that Gallant Fox never spoke again.
I apologize for any inconvenience and thank you for your feedback.
I'd like to mention that I really enjoyed your course, and your method of explaining each step is very didactic.
Best regards,
Arturo Rovira
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