Мидлмарч

Chapter 83

           Withpassionateexclamation,asifsometorturescrewwerethreateninghim,hestartedupandsaid,"Itisimpossible!"

           Hewentandleanedonthebackofthechairagain,andseemedtobebattlingwithhisownanger,whileshelookedtowardshimsadly.

           "Itisasfatalasamurderoranyotherhorrorthatdividespeople,"heburstoutagain;"itismoreintolerable—tohaveourlifemaimedbypettyaccidents."

           "No—don’tsaythat—yourlifeneednotbemaimed,"saidDorothea,gently.

           "Yes,itmust,"saidWill,angrily."Itiscruelofyoutospeakinthatway—asiftherewereanycomfort.Youmayseebeyondthemiseryofit,butIdon’t.Itisunkind—itisthrowingbackmyloveforyouasifitwereatrifle,tospeakinthatwayinthefaceofthefact.Wecanneverbemarried."

           "Sometime—wemight,"saidDorothea,inatremblingvoice.

           "When?"saidWill,bitterly."Whatistheuseofcountingonanysuccessofmine?ItisameretossupwhetherIshalleverdomorethankeepmyselfdecently,unlessIchoosetosellmyselfasamerepenandamouthpiece.Icanseethatclearlyenough.Icouldnotoffermyselftoanywoman,evenifshehadnoluxuriestorenounce."

           Therewassilence.Dorothea’sheartwasfullofsomethingthatshewantedtosay,andyetthewordsweretoodifficult.Shewaswhollypossessedbythem:atthatmomentdebatewasmutewithinher

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