Сестра Керри

Chapter XXVIII. A Pilgrim, An Outlaw: The Spirit Detained

           

           “Intwentyminutes,”saidtheman.

           HeboughttwoticketsandPullmanberths.ThenhehastenedbacktoCarrie.

           “Wegorightoutagain,”hesaid,scarcelynoticingthatCarrielookedtiredandweary.

           “IwishIwasoutofallthis,”sheexclaimedgloomily.

           “You’llfeelbetterwhenwereachMontreal,”hesaid.

           “Ihaven’tanearthlythingwithme,”saidCarrie;“notevenahandkerchief.”

           “Youcanbuyallyouwantassoonasyougetthere,dearest,”heexplained.“Youcancallinadressmaker.”

           Nowthecriercalledthetrainreadyandtheygoton.Hurstwoodbreathedasighofreliefasitstarted.Therewasashortruntotheriver,andtheretheywereferriedover.Theyhadbarelypulledthetrainofftheferry-boatwhenhesettledbackwithasigh.

           “Itwon’tbesoverylongnow,”hesaid,rememberingherinhisrelief.“Wegettherethefirstthinginthemorning.”

           Carriescarcelydeignedtoreply.

           “I’llseeifthereisadining-car,”headded.“I’mhungry.”

           

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