Дэвид Копперфильд

I Fall into Disgrace

           

           ‘Clara,’hecontinued,lookingatmymother,‘yousurpriseme!Youastoundme!Yes,Ihadasatisfactioninthethoughtofmarryinganinexperiencedandartlessperson,andforminghercharacter,andinfusingintoitsomeamountofthatfirmnessanddecisionofwhichitstoodinneed.ButwhenJaneMurdstoneiskindenoughtocometomyassistanceinthisendeavour,andtoassume,formysake,aconditionsomethinglikeahousekeeper’s,andwhenshemeetswithabasereturn

           ‘Oh,pray,pray,Edward,’criedmymother,‘don’taccusemeofbeingungrateful.IamsureIamnotungrateful.NooneeversaidIwasbefore.Ihavemanyfaults,butnotthat.Oh,don’t,mydear!’

           ‘WhenJaneMurdstonemeets,Isay,’hewenton,afterwaitinguntilmymotherwassilent,‘withabasereturn,thatfeelingofmineischilledandaltered.’

           ‘Don’t,mylove,saythat!’imploredmymotherverypiteously.‘Oh,don’t,Edward!Ican’tbeartohearit.WhateverIam,Iamaffectionate.IknowIamaffectionate.Iwouldn’tsayit,ifIwasn’tsurethatIam.AskPeggotty.Iamsureshe’lltellyouI’maffectionate.’

           ‘Thereisnoextentofmereweakness,Clara,’saidMr.Murdstoneinreply,‘thatcanhavetheleastweightwithme.Youlosebreath.’

           ‘Prayletusbefriends,’saidmymother,‘Icouldn’tliveundercoldnessorunkindness.Iamsosorry.

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