Мидлмарч

Chapter 41

           IshouldcutmyownnoseoffinnotdoingthebestIcouldatit.Ishouldsticktoitlikeafleatoafleeceformyownsake.Ishouldalwaysbeonthespot.Andnothingwouldmakeyourpoormothersohappy.I’veprettywelldonewithmywildoatsturnedfifty-five.Iwanttosettledowninmychimney-corner.AndifIoncebuckledtothetobaccotrade,Icouldbringanamountofbrainsandexperiencetobearonitthatwouldnotbefoundelsewhereinahurry.Idon’twanttobebotheringyouonetimeafteranother,buttogetthingsonceforallintotherightchannel.Considerthat,Joshasbetweenmanandmanandwithyourpoormothertobemadeeasyforherlife.Iwasalwaysfondoftheoldwoman,byJove!"

           "Haveyoudone?"saidMr.Rigg,quietly,withoutlookingawayfromthewindow.

           "Yes,I’vedone,"saidRaffles,takingholdofhishatwhichstoodbeforehimonthetable,andgivingitasortoforatoricalpush.

           "Thenjustlistentome.Themoreyousayanything,thelessIshallbelieveit.Themoreyouwantmetodoathing,themorereasonIshallhaveforneverdoingit.DoyouthinkImeantoforgetyourkickingmewhenIwasalad,andeatingallthebestvictualawayfrommeandmymother?DoyouthinkIforgetyouralwayscominghometosellandpocketeverything,andgoingoffagainleavingusinthelurch?Ishouldbegladtoseeyouwhippedatthecart-tail.Mymotherwasafooltoyou:she’dnorighttogivemeafather-in-law,andshe’sbeenpunishedforit.

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