Сестра Керри

Chapter XXIII. A Spirit In Travail: One Rung Put Behind

           

           Shemadenoanswertothis.

           “Don’tgoandtrytoknockaroundnowwithoutanymoney.Letmehelpyou,”hesaid.“It’snoeasythingtogoonyourownhookhere.”

           Carrieonlyrockedbackandforthinherchair.

           “Idon’twantyoutogoupagainstahardgamethatway.”

           HebestirredhimselfaboutsomeotherdetailsandCarrierockedon.

           “Whydon’tyoutellmeallaboutthisthing,”hesaid,afteratime,“andlet’scallitoff?Youdon’treallycareforHurstwood,doyou?”

           “Whydoyouwanttostartonthatagain?”saidCarrie.“Youweretoblame.”

           “No,Iwasn’t,”heanswered.

           “Yes,youwere,too,”saidCarrie.“Youshouldn’thaveevertoldmesuchastoryasthat.”

           “Butyoudidn’thavemuchtodowithhim,didyou?”wentonDrouet,anxiousforhisownpeaceofmindtogetsomedirectdenialfromher.

           “Iwon’ttalkaboutit,”saidCarrie,painedatthequizzicalturnthepeacearrangementhadtaken.

           “What’stheuseofactinglikethatnow,Cad?”insistedthedrummer,stoppinginhisworkandputtingupahandexpressively.“YoumightletmeknowwhereIstand,atleast.”

           “Iwon’t,”saidCarrie,feelingnorefugebutinanger.“Whateverhashappenedisyourownfault.”

           “Thenyoudocareforhim?”saidDrouet,stoppingcompletelyandexperiencingarushoffeeling.

           “Oh,stop!”saidCarrie.

           “Well,I’llnotbemadeafoolof,”exclaimedDrouet.“Youmaytriflearoundwithhimifyouwantto,butyoucan’tleadme

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