Lesson 02 |
It was Sunday. I never get up early on Sundays. I sometimes stay in bed until lunch time. Last Sunday I got up very late. I looked out of the window. It was
dark outside. 'What a day!' I thought. 'It's raining again.' Just then, the tele-
phone rang. It was my aunt Lucy.' I've just arrived by train,' she said. 'I'm
coming to see you.'
'But I'm still having breakfast,' I said. 'What are you doing ?' she asked.
' I'm having breakfast,' I repeated.
'Dear me,' she said. 'Do you always get up so late ? It's one o'clock!''
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