Сестра Керри

Chapter VIII. Intimations By Winter: An Ambassador Summoned

           Drouetdidn’tnoticeuntilCarriebumpedintoapedestrian.

           “Youmustbethinking,”hesaid.

           Theydinedandwenttothetheatre.ThatspectaclepleasedCarrieimmensely.Thecolourandgraceofitcaughthereye.Shehadvainimaginingsaboutplaceandpower,aboutfar-offlandsandmagnificentpeople.Whenitwasover,theclatterofcoachesandthethrongoffineladiesmadeherstare.

           “Waitaminute,”saidDrouet,holdingherbackintheshowyfoyerwhereladiesandgentlemenweremovinginasocialcrush,skirtsrustling,lace-coveredheadsnodding,whiteteethshowingthroughpartedlips.“Let’ssee.”

           “Sixty-seven,”thecoach-callerwassaying,hisvoiceliftedinasortofeuphoniouscry.“Sixty-seven.”

           “Isn’titfine?”saidCarrie.

           “Great,”saidDrouet.Hewasasmuchaffectedbythisshowoffineryandgayetyasshe.Hepressedherarmwarmly.Onceshelookedup,hereventeethglisteningthroughhersmilinglips,hereyesalight.Astheyweremovingouthewhispereddowntoher,“Youlooklovely!”Theywererightwherethecoach-callerwasswingingopenacoach-doorandusheringintwoladies.

           “Yousticktomeandwe’llhaveacoach,”laughedDrouet.

           Carriescarcelyheard,herheadwassofulloftheswirloflife.Theystoppedinatarestaurantforalittleafter-theatrelunch.JustashadeofathoughtofthehourenteredCarrie’shead,buttherewasnohouseholdlawtogovernhernow.Ifanyhabitseverhadtimetofixuponher,theywouldhaveoperatedhere.Habitsarepeculiarthings.

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