Возвращение на родину

III. The Custom of the Country

           

           “Isthatyou,Christian?”saidMrs.Yeobright.“Whatmadeyouhideawayfromme?”

           “’TwasthatIdidn’tknowyouinthislight,mis’ess;andbeingamanofthemournfullestmake,Iwasscaredalittle,that’sall.OftentimesifyoucouldseehowterribledownIgetinmymind,’twouldmake’eequitenervousforfearIshoulddiebymyhand.”

           “Youdon’ttakeafteryourfather,”saidMrs.Yeobright,lookingtowardsthefire,whereGrandferCantle,withsomewantoforiginality,wasdancingbyhimselfamongthesparks,astheothershaddonebefore.

           “Now,Grandfer,”saidTimothyFairway,“weareashamedofye.Areverentoldpatriarchmanasyoube—seventyifaday—togohornpipinglikethatbyyourself!”

           “Aharrowingoldman,Mis’essYeobright,”saidChristiandespondingly.“Iwouldn’tlivewithhimaweek,soplaywardasheis,ifIcouldgetaway.”

           “’TwouldbemoreseemlyinyetostandstillandwelcomeMis’essYeobright,andyouthevenerablesthere,GrandferCantle,”saidthebesom-woman.

           “Faith,andsoitwould,”saidtherevellercheckinghimselfrepentantly.“I’vesuchabadmemory,Mis’essYeobright,thatIforgethowI’mlookeduptobytherestof’em.Myspiritsmustbewonderfulgood,you’llsay?Butnotalways.’Tisaweightuponamantobelookeduptoascommander,andIoftenfeelit.”

           “Iamsorrytostopthetalk,”saidMrs.Yeobright.“ButImustbeleavingyounow

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