Луна и грош

Chapter LVIII

           HespokewiththeaccentofNewEngland,andtherewasabouthisdemeanourabloodlessfrigiditywhichmademeaskmyselfwhyonearthhewasbusyinghimselfwithCharlesStrickland.IhadbeenslightlytickledatthegentlenesswhichMrs.Stricklandputintohermentionofherhusband’sname,andwhilethepairconversedItookstockoftheroominwhichwesat.Mrs.Stricklandhadmovedwiththetimes.GoneweretheMorrispapersandgonetheseverecretonnes,goneweretheArundelprintsthathadadornedthewallsofherdrawing-roominAshleyGardens;theroomblazedwithfantasticcolour,andIwonderedifsheknewthatthosevariedhues,whichfashionhadimposeduponher,wereduetothedreamsofapoorpainterinaSouthSeaisland.Shegavemetheanswerherself.

           "Whatwonderfulcushionsyouhave,"saidMr.VanBuscheTaylor.

           "Doyoulikethem?"shesaid,smiling."Bakst,youknow."

           AndyetonthewallswerecolouredreproductionsofseveralofStrickland’sbestpictures,duetotheenterpriseofapublisherinBerlin.

           "You’relookingatmypictures,"shesaid,followingmyeyes."Ofcourse,theoriginalsareoutofmyreach,butit’sacomforttohavethese.Thepublishersentthemtomehimself.They’reagreatconsolationtome."

           "Theymustbeverypleasanttolivewith,"saidMr.VanBuscheTaylor.

           "Yes;they’resoessentiallydecorative."

           "Thatisoneofmyprofoundestconvictions,"saidMr.VanBuscheTaylor."Greatartisalwaysdecorative."

           Theireyesrestedonanudewomansucklingababy,whileagirlwaskneelingbytheirsideholdingoutaflowertotheindifferentchild.

Настройки
Фон страницы
Размер шрифта
Межстрочный интервал
Фразовые глаголы
Показать / Скрыть меню
Шрифт
Roboto Lora
Уведомления
Страница 280 из 284