Сестра Керри

Chapter VIII. Intimations By Winter: An Ambassador Summoned

           Theywereuponsomeboardorgroundorsomethingthatreachedfarout,andattheendofthiswasCarrie.Theylookedabout,andnowthethingwassinking,andMinnieheardthelowsipoftheencroachingwater.

           “Comeon,Carrie,”shecalled,butCarriewasreachingfartherout.Sheseemedtorecede,andnowitwasdifficulttocalltoher.

           “Carrie,”shecalled,“Carrie,”butherownvoicesoundedfaraway,andthestrangewaterswereblurringeverything.Shecameawaysufferingasthoughshehadlostsomething.Shewasmoreinexpressiblysadthanshehadeverbeeninlife.

           Itwasthiswaythroughmanyshiftsofthetiredbrain,thosecuriousphantomsofthespiritslippingin,blurringstrangescenes,onewiththeother.Thelastonemadehercryout,forCarriewasslippingawaysomewhereoverarock,andherfingershadletlooseandshehadseenherfalling.

           “Minnie!What’sthematter?Here,wakeup,”saidHanson,disturbed,andshakingherbytheshoulder.

           “Wha—what’sthematter?”saidMinnie,drowsily.

           “Wakeup,”hesaid,“andturnover.You’retalkinginyoursleep.”

           AweekorsolaterDrouetstrolledintoFitzgeraldandMoy’s,spruceindressandmanner.

           “Hello,Charley,”saidHurstwood,lookingoutfromhisofficedoor.

           Drouetstrolledoverandlookedinuponthemanagerathisdesk.“Whendoyougooutontheroadagain?”heinquired.

           “Prettysoon,”saidDrouet.

           “Haven’tseenmuchofyouthistrip,”saidHurstwood.

           “Well,I’vebeenbusy,”saidDrouet.

           Theytalkedsomefewminutesongeneraltopics

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