Финансист

Chapter XLIX

           Shenotedmentallyhishesitation,thegreatdifferencebetweenhisattitudenowandthatoftenortwelveyearsbefore.Itdidnothurthernowasmuchassheoncewouldhavethought.Shelookedathim,scarcelyknowingwhattosay.Therewasreallynotsomuchtosay.

           "Willyouhavetogosoon,ifyoudohavetogo?"sheventured,wearily.

           "Ican’ttellyet.Possiblyto-night.PossiblyFriday.PossiblynotuntilMonday.I’mwaitingtohearfromSteger.Iexpecthimhereanyminute."

           Toprison!Toprison!HerFrankCowperwood,herhusbandthesubstanceoftheirhomehereandalltheirsouldestructiongoingtoprison.Andevennowshescarcelygraspedwhy!Shestoodtherewonderingwhatshecoulddo

           "IsthereanythingIcangetforyou?"sheasked,startingforwardasifoutofadream."Doyouwantmetodoanything?Don’tyouthinkperhapsyouhadbetterleavePhiladelphia,Frank?Youneedn’tgotoprisonunlessyouwantto."

           Shewasalittlebesideherself,forthefirsttimeinherlifeshockedoutofadeadlycalm.

           Hepausedandlookedatherforamomentinhisdirect,examiningway,hishardcommercialbusinessjudgmentrestoredontheinstant.

           "Thatwouldbeaconfessionofguilt,Lillian,andI’mnotguilty,"hereplied,almostcoldly."Ihaven’tdoneanythingthatwarrantsmyrunningawayorgoingtoprison,either.I’mmerelygoingtheretosavetimeatpresent.Ican’tbelitigatingthisthingforever.

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