Мидлмарч

Chapter 81

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           SheputoutherhandtoRosamond,andtheysaidanearnest,quietgood-bywithoutkissorothershowofeffusion:therehadbeenbetweenthemtoomuchseriousemotionforthemtousethesignsofitsuperficially.

           AsLydgatetookhertothedoorshesaidnothingofRosamond,buttoldhimofMr.Farebrotherandtheotherfriendswhohadlistenedwithbelieftohisstory.

           WhenhecamebacktoRosamond,shehadalreadythrownherselfonthesofa,inresignedfatigue.

           "Well,Rosy,"hesaid,standingoverher,andtouchingherhair,"whatdoyouthinkofMrs.Casaubonnowyouhaveseensomuchofher?"

           "Ithinkshemustbebetterthananyone,"saidRosamond,"andsheisverybeautiful.Ifyougototalktohersooften,youwillbemorediscontentedwithmethanever!"

           Lydgatelaughedatthe"sooften.""Buthasshemadeyouanylessdiscontentedwithme?"

           "Ithinkshehas,"saidRosamond,lookingupinhisface."Howheavyyoureyesare,Tertiusanddopushyourhairback."Helifteduphislargewhitehandtoobeyher,andfeltthankfulforthislittlemarkofinterestinhim.PoorRosamond’svagrantfancyhadcomebackterriblyscourgedmeekenoughtonestleundertheolddespisedshelter.Andtheshelterwasstillthere:Lydgatehadacceptedhisnarrowedlotwithsadresignation.Hehadchosenthisfragilecreature,andhadtakentheburthenofherlifeuponhisarms

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