Дэвид Копперфильд

A Light Shines on My Way

           ButyouweresomuchbetterthanI,sonecessarytomeineveryboyishhopeanddisappointment,thattohaveyoutoconfidein,andrelyuponineverything,becameasecondnature,supplantingforthetimethefirstandgreateroneoflovingyouasIdo!’

           Stillweeping,butnotsadly—joyfully!Andclaspedinmyarmsasshehadneverbeen,asIhadthoughtsheneverwastobe!

           ‘WhenIlovedDora—fondly,Agnes,asyouknow——’

           ‘Yes!’shecried,earnestly.‘Iamgladtoknowit!’

           ‘WhenIlovedher—eventhen,mylovewouldhavebeenincomplete,withoutyoursympathy.Ihadit,anditwasperfected.AndwhenIlosther,Agnes,whatshouldIhavebeenwithoutyou,still!’

           Closerinmyarms,nearertomyheart,hertremblinghanduponmyshoulder,hersweeteyesshiningthroughhertears,onmine!

           ‘Iwentaway,dearAgnes,lovingyou.Istayedaway,lovingyou.Ireturnedhome,lovingyou!’

           Andnow,ItriedtotellherofthestruggleIhadhad,andtheconclusionIhadcometo.Itriedtolaymymindbeforeher,truly,andentirely.ItriedtoshowherhowIhadhopedIhadcomeintothebetterknowledgeofmyselfandofher;howIhadresignedmyselftowhatthatbetterknowledgebrought;andhowIhadcomethere,eventhatday,inmyfidelitytothis.

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