Дэвид Копперфильд

Mr. Dick fulfils my aunt’s Predictions

           Afterlookingathimforalittlewhile,shesankdownclosertohim,laidherarmacrosshisknee,anddroppingherheaduponit,said:

           ‘IfIhaveanyfriendhere,whocanspeakonewordforme,orformyhusbandinthismatter;ifIhaveanyfriendhere,whocangiveavoicetoanysuspicionthatmyhearthassometimeswhisperedtome;ifIhaveanyfriendhere,whohonoursmyhusband,orhasevercaredforme,andhasanythingwithinhisknowledge,nomatterwhatitis,thatmayhelptomediatebetweenus,Iimplorethatfriendtospeak!’

           Therewasaprofoundsilence.Afterafewmomentsofpainfulhesitation,Ibrokethesilence.

           ‘Mrs.Strong,’Isaid,‘thereissomethingwithinmyknowledge,whichIhavebeenearnestlyentreatedbyDoctorStrongtoconceal,andhaveconcealeduntiltonight.But,Ibelievethetimehascomewhenitwouldbemistakenfaithanddelicacytoconcealitanylonger,andwhenyourappealabsolvesmefromhisinjunction.’

           Sheturnedherfacetowardsmeforamoment,andIknewthatIwasright.Icouldnothaveresisteditsentreaty,iftheassurancethatitgavemehadbeenlessconvincing.

           ‘Ourfuturepeace,’shesaid,‘maybeinyourhands.Itrustitconfidentlytoyournotsuppressinganything.Iknowbeforehandthatnothingyou,oranyone,cantellme,willshowmyhusband’snobleheartinanyotherlightthanone.Howsoeveritmayseemtoyoutotouchme,disregardthat.

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