Сестра Керри

Chapter XIX. An Hour In Elfland: A Clamour Half Heard

           Oursocialbarometersalwaysstandat‘cloudy’and‘overcast.’”

           “Andwhosefaultisthat?”shesaid,easily.

           “Notmine,”heanswered,pettishly.“IknowIdoallIcan—IsayallIcan—butshe——”

           ThiswasratherawkwardlyputbyPatton,butCarrieredeemeditwithagracewhichwasinspiring.

           “Butsheisyourwife,”shesaid,fixingherwholeattentionuponthestilledactor,andsofteningthequalityofhervoiceuntilitwasagainlowandmusical.“Ray,myfriend,courtshipisthetextfromwhichthewholesermonofmarriedlifetakesitstheme.Donotletyoursbediscontentedandunhappy.”

           Sheputhertwolittlehandstogetherandpressedthemappealingly.

           Hurstwoodgazedwithslightlypartedlips.Drouetwasfidgetingwithsatisfaction.

           “Tobemywife,yes,”wentontheactorinamannerwhichwasweakbycomparison,butwhichcouldnotnowspoilthetenderatmospherewhichCarriehadcreatedandmaintained.Shedidnotseemtofeelthathewaswretched.Shewouldhavedonenearlyaswellwithablockofwood.Theaccessoriessheneededwerewithinherownimagination.Theactingofotherscouldnotaffectthem.

           “Andyourepentalready?”shesaid,slowly.

           “Ilostyou,”hesaid,seizingherlittlehand,“andIwasatthemercyofanyflirtwhochosetogivemeaninvitinglook.Itwasyourfault—youknowitwas—whydidyouleaveme?”

           Carrieturnedslowlyaway,andseemedtobemasteringsomeimpulseinsilence.Thensheturnedback.

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