Мидлмарч

Chapter 12

           "Youmeantosay,FredVincyhasbeengettingsomebodytoadvancehimmoneyonwhathesaysheknowsaboutmywill,eh?"

           "Ineversaidso,brother"(Mrs.Waule’svoicehadagainbecomedryandunshaken)."ItwastoldmebymybrotherSolomonlastnightwhenhecalledcomingfrommarkettogivemeadviceabouttheoldwheat,mebeingawidow,andmysonJohnonlythree-and-twenty,thoughsteadybeyondanything.Andhehaditfrommostundeniableauthority,andnotone,butmany."

           "Stuffandnonsense!Idon’tbelieveawordofit.It’sallagot-upstory.Gotothewindow,missy;IthoughtIheardahorse.Seeifthedoctor’scoming."

           "Notgotupbyme,brother,noryetbySolomon,who,whateverelsehemaybeandIdon’tdenyhehasodditieshasmadehiswillandpartedhispropertyequalbetweensuchkinashe’sfriendswith;though,formypart,Ithinktherearetimeswhensomeshouldbeconsideredmorethanothers.ButSolomonmakesitnosecretwhathemeanstodo."

           "Themorefoolhe!"saidMr.Featherstone,withsomedifficulty;breakingintoaseverefitofcoughingthatrequiredMaryGarthtostandnearhim,sothatshedidnotfindoutwhosehorsestheywerewhichpresentlypausedstampingonthegravelbeforethedoor.

           BeforeMr.Featherstone’scoughwasquiet,Rosamondentered,bearingupherriding-habitwithmuchgrace.ShebowedceremoniouslytoMrs.

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