The puppy Rex and a Mystery of the Golden Bone. Щенок Рекс и тайна золотой кости. - страница 8

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“Nice to hear that,” my kind sister Betsy tried to be as polite as she could. “And what is your biggest dream?”

“Well, I will achieve a lot of goals in my life, but my biggest I think is to have a golden bracelet.”

“A golden bracelet, really?” Betsy was surprised.

“Do you think I want a regular bracelet that you can find in every jewelry store? No way. I want a very special bracelet. In my mansion I have a portrait of an outstanding lady dog. She was Count Streltsov’s wife. There has an amazing golden bracelet on her left paw and the bracelet is decorated with precious stones; topaz, diamonds and rubies. I have enjoyed looking at this beautiful picture since I was a little baby. I have dreamed about growing up and to become as beautiful as she was. And I have also dreamed to have the same bracelet. Six months ago, I visited Paris with my father. One of his friends invited us to look at his jewelry collection. Can you imagine our amazement when we saw the exact bracelet there? Mr. Croul, (that’s the name of my father’s friend) said that his grandfather bought it from Streltsov’s daughter when she moved to France in 1917. I want to have this bracelet! But it costs a crazy amount – as much as Mr. Rich’s golden bone, I think. But I don’t care! One day I’ll get it. Mark my words!”

“What will you get? The golden bone?” Betsy was frightened.

“Who cares about this ugly peace of gold, silly puppy. No I will get Streltsov’s bracelet one day. Mark my words. ” Clara said.

“I am not a silly puppy,” Betsy got offended.

“Oh, sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you. Tell me about yourself now.”

Betsy smiled. She thought if this girl is able to apologize, she must not be as bad of a person as it seemed. “My name is Betsy and I am from Moscow and my biggest dream is to become a figure skater.”

“That’s all?” Clara asked.

“Yes!”

“Well good luck puppy girl.”

A beautiful lady with blond hair, who talked to Michael threw a ball to Mary.

“My name is Roberta Woods,” she said. “And what is your name?”

“My name is Mary.”

“Nice to meet you, Mary.”

“Nice to meet you too!”

“I am from Vladivostok,” Roberta said, “I know this island very well. I used to go here every summer, when I was a child. My biggest dream is to go to the Juilliard School in New York and to become a famous singer.”