Urgent dialogue en anglais!

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Salut tout le monde aujourdui jai besoin d'aide pour demain j'ai un dialogue a faire entre la vieille dame Mrs harter et  Charles son neuveu enfaite la prof nous a donne un texte que je vais vous afficher juste en dessous lisez le dans ce texte la vieille dame est entrain de vivre une experience assez terrifiante vous verrez ....

La consigne de la prof c'est:Faire un dialogue en anglais et la situation c'est :Charlesrentre apres que tout cela se soit passe dans la piece mrs harter lui raconte tout...

En gros sa doit etre un dialogue vivant ou elle exprime ces sentiments c assez complexe car demain je dois jouer ce dialogue devnt la classe je ne sais meme pas quel temps utilise pour ce qui vont m'aider merci d'avance :)

Voila le texte :

Mrs Mary Harter, a rich widow1, lives in a big house with her nephew, Charles. He has convinced her to buy a wireless2 to keep her company. It was about three months after the wireless had been installed that the first eerie3 thing happened. Charles was absent for a bridge party. The programme for that evening was a ballad4 concert. A well-known soprano was singing “Annie Laurie”, and in the middle of “Annie Laurie” a strange thing happened. There was a sudden break, the music ceased for a moment, the buzzing, clicking noise continued and then that too died away. There was dead silence, and then very faintly a low buzzing sound was heard. Mrs Harter got the impression that the machine was tuned in to somewhere very far away, and then clearly and distinctly a voice spoke, a man’s voice with a faint Irish accent. “Mary – can you hear me, Mary? It is Patrick speaking… I am coming for you soon. You will be ready, won’t you, Mary?” Then, almost immediately, the strains5 of “Annie Laurie” once more filled the room. Mrs Harter sat rigid in her chair, her hands clenched on each arm in it. Had she been dreaming? Patrick! Patrick’s voice! Patrick’s voice, in this very room, speaking to her. No, it must be a dream, a hallucination perhaps. She must just have dropped off to sleep for a minute or two. ether6 A curious thing to have dreamed – that her dead husband’s voice should speak to her over the . It frightened her just a little. What were the words he had said? “I am coming for you soon, Mary. You will be ready, won’t you?” Was it, could it be a premonition? Cardiac weakness. Her heart. After all, she was getting on in years. “It’s a warning – that’s what it is”, said Mrs Harter, rising slowly and painfully from her chair. She said nothing of her experience to anyone, but for the next day or two she was thoughtful and a little preoccupied. And then came the second occasion. Again she was alone in the room. The wireless, which had been playing an orchestral selection, died away with the same suddenness as before. Again there was silence, the sense of distance, and finally Patrick’s voice, not as it had been in life – but a voice rarefied, far away, with a strange unearthly quality. “Patrick speaking to you, Mary. I will be coming for you very soon now…” Then click, buzz, and the orchestral selection was in full swing again7. Mrs Hater glanced at the clock. No, she had not been asleep this time. Awake and in full possession of her faculties, she had heard Patrick’s voice speaking. Agatha CHRISTIE, Wireless (1925), in The Hound of Death and Other Stories (1933)

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