Мидлмарч

Chapter 42

           Lydgate,"saidMr.Casaubon,afteramoment’spause."OnethingmoreIhavestilltoask:didyoucommunicatewhatyouhavenowtoldmetoMrs.Casaubon?"

           "Partly—Imean,astothepossibleissues."LydgatewasgoingtoexplainwhyhehadtoldDorothea,butMr.Casaubon,withanunmistakabledesiretoendtheconversation,wavedhishandslightly,andsaidagain,"Ithankyou,"proceedingtoremarkontherarebeautyoftheday.

           Lydgate,certainthathispatientwishedtobealone,soonlefthim;andtheblackfigurewithhandsbehindandheadbentforwardcontinuedtopacethewalkwherethedarkyew-treesgavehimamutecompanionshipinmelancholy,andthelittleshadowsofbirdorleafthatfleetedacrosstheislesofsunlight,stolealonginsilenceasinthepresenceofasorrow.Herewasamanwhonowforthefirsttimefoundhimselflookingintotheeyesofdeath—whowaspassingthroughoneofthoseraremomentsofexperiencewhenwefeelthetruthofacommonplace,whichisasdifferentfromwhatwecallknowingit,asthevisionofwatersupontheearthisdifferentfromthedeliriousvisionofthewaterwhichcannotbehadtocooltheburningtongue.Whenthecommonplace"Wemustalldie"transformsitselfsuddenlyintotheacuteconsciousness"Imustdie—andsoon,"thendeathgrapplesus,andhisfingersarecruel;afterwards,hemaycometofoldusinhisarmsasourmotherdid,andourlastmomentofdimearthlydiscerningmaybelikethefirst.ToMr.

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