Сестра Керри

Chapter XVIII. Just Over The Border: A Hail And Farewell

           

           Someofthemorefavouredofhisfriendswhomhehadinvitedbegantorollupincarriagesnow.Theycameshufflinginwithagreatshowoffineryandmuchevidentfeelingofcontentandimportance.

           “Hereweare,”saidHurstwood,turningtoonefromagroupwithwhomhewastalking.

           “That’sright,”returnedthenewcomer,agentlemanofaboutforty-five.

           “Andsay,”hewhispered,jovially,pullingHurstwoodoverbytheshouldersothathemightwhisperinhisear,“ifthisisn’tagoodshow,I’llpunchyourhead.”

           “Yououghttopayforseeingyouroldfriends.Bothertheshow!”

           Toanotherwhoinquired,“Isitsomethingreallygood?”themanagerreplied:

           “Idon’tknow.Idon’tsupposeso.”Then,liftinghishandgraciously,“Forthelodge.”

           “Lotsofboysout,eh?”

           “Yes,lookupShanahan.Hewasjustaskingforyouamomentago.”

           Itwasthusthatthelittletheatreresoundedtoababbleofsuccessfulvoices,thecreakoffineclothes,thecommonplaceofgood-nature,andalllargelybecauseofthisman’sbidding.Lookathimanytimewithinthehalfhourbeforethecurtainwasup,hewasamemberofaneminentgroup—aroundedcompanyoffiveormorewhosestoutfigures,largewhitebosoms,andshiningpinsbespokethecharacteroftheirsuccess.Thegentlemenwhobroughttheirwivescalledhimouttoshakehands.Seatsclicked,ushersbowedwhilehelookedblandlyon.Hewasevidentlyalightamongthem,reflectinginhispersonalitytheambitionsofthosewhogreetedhim.Hewasacknowledged,fawnedupon,inawaylionised

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