Доводы рассудка
Chapter 7
Mary,verymuchgratifiedbythisattention,wasdelightedtoreceivehim,whileathousandfeelingsrushedonAnne,ofwhichthiswasthemostconsoling,thatitwouldsoonbeover.Anditwassoonover.IntwominutesafterCharles’spreparation,theothersappeared;theywereinthedrawing-room.HereyehalfmetCaptainWentworth’s,abow,acurtseypassed;sheheardhisvoice;hetalkedtoMary,saidallthatwasright,saidsomethingtotheMissMusgroves,enoughtomarkaneasyfooting;theroomseemedfull,fullofpersonsandvoices,butafewminutesendedit.Charlesshewedhimselfatthewindow,allwasready,theirvisitorhadbowedandwasgone,theMissMusgrovesweregonetoo,suddenlyresolvingtowalktotheendofthevillagewiththesportsmen:theroomwascleared,andAnnemightfinishherbreakfastasshecould.
“Itisover!itisover!”sherepeatedtoherselfagainandagain,innervousgratitude.“Theworstisover!”
Marytalked,butshecouldnotattend.Shehadseenhim.Theyhadmet.Theyhadbeenoncemoreinthesameroom.
Soon,however,shebegantoreasonwithherself,andtrytobefeelingless.Eightyears,almosteightyearshadpassed,sinceallhadbeengivenup.Howabsurdtoberesumingtheagitationwhichsuchanintervalhadbanishedintodistanceandindistinctness!Whatmightnoteightyearsdo?Eventsofeverydescription,changes,alienations,removals—all,allmustbecomprisedinit,andoblivionofthepast—hownatural,howcertaintoo!Itincludednearlyathirdpartofherownlife.
