Мидлмарч

Chapter 65

           Shewastoomuchexcitedbythesethoughtstodoanythingbutlightstitchinginawarmcornerofthedining-room,withtheoutsideofthismomentousletterlyingonthetablebeforeher.Abouttwelvesheheardherhusband’sstepinthepassage,andtrippingtoopenthedoor,shesaidinherlightesttones,"Tertius,comeinhere—hereisaletterforyou."

           "Ah?"hesaid,nottakingoffhishat,butjustturningherroundwithinhisarmtowalktowardsthespotwheretheletterlay."MyuncleGodwin!"heexclaimed,whileRosamondreseatedherself,andwatchedhimasheopenedtheletter.Shehadexpectedhimtobesurprised.

           WhileLydgate’seyesglancedrapidlyoverthebriefletter,shesawhisface,usuallyofapalebrown,takingonadrywhiteness;withnostrilsandlipsquiveringhetosseddowntheletterbeforeher,andsaidviolently—

           "Itwillbeimpossibletoendurelifewithyou,ifyouwillalwaysbeactingsecretly—actinginoppositiontomeandhidingyouractions."

           Hecheckedhisspeechandturnedhisbackonher—thenwheeledroundandwalkedabout,satdown,andgotupagainrestlessly,graspinghardtheobjectsdeepdowninhispockets.Hewasafraidofsayingsomethingirremediablycruel.

           Rosamondtoohadchangedcolorassheread.Theletterraninthisway:—

           "DEARTERTIUS—Don’tsetyourwifetowritetomewhenyouhaveanythingtoask.

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