Маленькие женщины

The Valley of the Shadow

           

           Hopeandfaith,bornofmysorrow,

           Guardianangelsshallbecome,

           Andthesistergonebeforeme

           Bytheirhandsshallleadmehome.

           Blurredandblotted,faultyandfeebleasthelineswere,theybroughtalookofinexpressiblecomforttoBeth’sface,forheroneregrethadbeenthatshehaddonesolittle,andthisseemedtoassureherthatherlifehadnotbeenuseless,thatherdeathwouldnotbringthedespairshefeared.Asshesatwiththepaperfoldedbetweenherhands,thecharredlogfellasunder.Jostartedup,revivedtheblaze,andcrepttothebedside,hopingBethslept.

           "Notasleep,butsohappy,dear.See,Ifoundthisandreadit.Iknewyouwouldn’tcare.HaveIbeenallthattoyou,Jo?"sheasked,withwistful,humbleearnestness.

           "Oh,Beth,somuch,somuch!"andJo’sheadwentdownuponthepillowbesidehersister’s.

           "ThenIdon’tfeelasifI’dwastedmylife.I’mnotsogoodasyoumakeme,butIhavetriedtodoright.Andnow,whenit’stoolatetobegineventodobetter,it’ssuchacomforttoknowthatsomeonelovesmesomuch,andfeelsasifI’dhelpedthem."

           "Morethananyoneintheworld,Beth.IusedtothinkIcouldn’tletyougo,butI’mlearningtofeelthatIdon’tloseyou,thatyou’llbemoretomethanever,anddeathcan’tpartus,thoughitseemsto.

Настройки
Фон страницы
Размер шрифта
Межстрочный интервал
Фразовые глаголы
Показать / Скрыть меню
Шрифт
Roboto Lora
Уведомления
Страница 608 из 722