Сестра Керри

Chapter XV. The Irk Of The Old Ties: The Magic Of Youth

           Whenhelookedathernow,hethoughtherbeautiful.Whatathingitwastohaveherlovehim,evenifitbeentangling!Sheincreasedinvalueinhiseyesbecauseofherobjection.Shewassomethingtostrugglefor,andthatwaseverything.Howdifferentfromthewomenwhoyieldedwillingly!Hesweptthethoughtofthemfromhismind.

           “Andyoudon’tknowwhenhe’llgoaway?”askedHurstwood,quietly.

           Sheshookherhead.

           Hesighed.

           “You’readeterminedlittlemiss,aren’tyou?”hesaid,afterafewmoments,lookingupintohereyes.

           Shefeltawaveoffeelingsweepoverheratthis.Itwasprideatwhatseemedhisadmiration—affectionforthemanwhocouldfeelthisconcerningher.

           “No,”shesaidcoyly,“butwhatcanIdo?”

           Againhefoldedhishandsandlookedawayoverthelawnintothestreet.

           “Iwish,”hesaidpathetically,“youwouldcometome.Idon’tliketobeawayfromyouthisway.Whatgoodisthereinwaiting?You’renotanyhappier,areyou?”

           “Happier!”sheexclaimedsoftly,“youknowbetterthanthat.”

           “Herewearethen,”hewentoninthesametone,“wastingourdays.Ifyouarenothappy,doyouthinkIam?Isitandwritetoyouthebiggestpartofthetime.I’lltellyouwhat,Carrie,”heexclaimed,throwingsuddenforceofexpressionintohisvoiceandfixingherwithhiseyes,“Ican’tlivewithoutyou,andthat’sallthereistoit.Now,”heconcluded,showingthepalmofoneofhiswhitehandsinasortofat-an-end,helplessexpression,“whatshallIdo?”

           ThisshiftingoftheburdentoherappealedtoCarrie.

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