Луна и грош

Chapter XIX

           

           WhenItoldhimthatImeanttoliveinParisforawhile,andhadtakenanapartment,hereproachedmebitterlyfornothavinglethimknow.Hewouldhavefoundmeanapartmenthimself,andlentmefurniture—didIreallymeanthatIhadgonetotheexpenseofbuyingit?—andhewouldhavehelpedmetomovein.HereallylookeduponitasunfriendlythatIhadnotgivenhimtheopportunityofmakinghimselfusefultome.Meanwhile,Mrs.Stroevesatquietlymendingherstockings,withouttalking,andshelistenedtoallhesaidwithaquietsmileonherlips.

           "So,yousee,I’mmarried,"hesaidsuddenly;"whatdoyouthinkofmywife?"

           Hebeamedather,andsettledhisspectaclesonthebridgeofhisnose.Thesweatmadethemconstantlyslipdown.

           "Whatonearthdoyouexpectmetosaytothat?"Ilaughed.

           "Really,Dirk,"putinMrs.Stroeve,smiling.

           "Butisn’tshewonderful?Itellyou,myboy,losenotime;getmarriedassoonaseveryoucan.I’mthehappiestmanalive.Lookathersittingthere.Doesn’tshemakeapicture?Chardin,eh?I’veseenallthemostbeautifulwomenintheworld;I’veneverseenanyonemorebeautifulthanMadameDirkStroeve."

           "Ifyoudon’tbequiet,Dirk,Ishallgoaway."

           "Monpetitchou",hesaid.

           Sheflushedalittle,embarrassedbythepassioninhistone.Hislettershadtoldmethathewasverymuchinlovewithhiswife,andIsawthathecouldhardlytakehiseyesoffher.Icouldnottellifshelovedhim.

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