Возвращение на родину

III. Eustacia Dresses Herself on a Black Morning

           Ibegformercy—Icannotbearthisanylonger—itisinhumantogofurtherwiththis!IfIhad—killedyour—motherwithmyownhand—Ishouldnotdeservesuchascourgingtotheboneasthis.O,O!Godhavemercyuponamiserablewoman!...Youhavebeatenmeinthisgame—Ibegyoutostayyourhandinpity!...IconfessthatI—wilfullydidnotundothedoorthefirsttimesheknocked—but—Ishouldhaveunfasteneditthesecond—ifIhadnotthoughtyouhadgonetodoityourself.WhenIfoundyouhadnotIopenedit,butshewasgone.That’stheextentofmycrime—towardsHER.Bestnaturescommitbadfaultssometimes,don’tthey?—Ithinktheydo.NowIwillleaveyou—foreverandever!”

           “Tellall,andIWILLpityyou.WasthemaninthehousewithyouWildeve?”

           “Icannottell,”shesaiddesperatelythroughhersobbing.“Don’tinsistfurther—Icannottell.Iamgoingfromthishouse.Wecannotbothstayhere.”

           “Youneednotgo—Iwillgo.Youcanstayhere.”

           “No,Iwilldress,andthenIwillgo.”

           “Where?”

           “WhereIcamefrom,orELSEWHERE.”

           Shehastilydressedherself,Yeobrightmoodilywalkingupanddowntheroomthewholeofthetime.Atlastallherthingswereon.Herlittlehandsquiveredsoviolentlyassheheldthemtoherchintofastenherbonnetthatshecouldnottiethestrings,andafterafewmomentssherelinquishedtheattempt.Seeingthishemovedforwardandsaid,“Letmetiethem.”

           Sheassentedinsilence,andliftedherchin.Foronceatleastinherlifeshewastotallyobliviousofthecharmofherattitude

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