Дэвид Копперфильд

Blissful

           ‘Youcan’tbelievehowill-temperedandshockingsheis,Julia.’

           ‘Yes,Ican,mydear!’saidJulia.

           ‘YOUcan,perhaps,love,’returnedDora,withherhandonjulia’s.‘Forgivemynotexceptingyou,mydear,atfirst.’

           Ilearnt,fromthis,thatMissMillshadhadhertrialsinthecourseofachequeredexistence;andthattothese,perhaps,ImightreferthatwisebenignityofmannerwhichIhadalreadynoticed.ifound,inthecourseoftheday,thatthiswasthecase:MissMillshavingbeenunhappyinamisplacedaffection,andbeingunderstoodtohaveretiredfromtheworldonherawfulstockofexperience,butstilltotakeacalminterestintheunblightedhopesandlovesofyouth.

           ButnowMr.Spenlowcameoutofthehouse,andDorawenttohim,saying,‘Look,papa,whatbeautifulflowers!’AndMissMillssmiledthoughtfully,aswhoshouldsay,‘YeMayflies,enjoyyourbriefexistenceinthebrightmorningoflife!’Andweallwalkedfromthelawntowardsthecarriage,whichwasgettingready.

           Ishallneverhavesucharideagain.Ihaveneverhadsuchanother.Therewereonlythosethree,theirhamper,myhamper,andtheguitar-case,inthephaeton;and,ofcourse,thephaetonwasopen;andIrodebehindit,andDorasatwithherbacktothehorses,lookingtowardsme.Shekeptthebouquetclosetoheronthecushion,andwouldn’tallowJiptositonthatsideofheratall,forfearheshouldcrushit.

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