Риф, или Там, где разбивается счастье

III

           Shedidnoteventurnherheadtolookout;hereyescontinuedtorestonhimwithavaguesmilewhichappearedtolightherfacefromwithin,whileherlipskepttheirsleepydroop.

           Shoutsandthehurriedtreadoftravellerscametothemthroughtheconfusingcross-lightsoftheplatform.Aheadappearedatthewindow,andDarrowthrewhimselfforwardtodefendtheirsolitude;buttheintruderwasonlyatrainhandgoinghisroundofinspection.Hepassedon,andthelightsandcriesofthestationdroppedaway,mergedinawiderhazeandahollowerresonance,asthetraingathereditselfupwithalongshakeandrolledoutagainintothedarkness.

           MissViner’sheadsankbackagainstthecushion,pushingoutaduskywaveofhairaboveherforehead.Theswayingofthetrainloosenedalockoverherear,andsheshookitbackwithamovementlikeaboy’s,whilehergazestillrestedonhercompanion.

           “You’renottootired?”

           Sheshookherheadwithasmile.

           “Weshallbeinbeforemidnight.We’reverynearlyontime.”Heverifiedthestatementbyholdinguphiswatchtothelamp.

           Shenoddeddreamily.“It’sallright.ItelegraphedMrs.Farlowthattheymustn’tthinkofcomingtothestation;butthey’llhavetoldtheconciergetolookoutforme.”

           “You’llletmedriveyouthere?”

           Shenoddedagain,andhereyesclosed.ItwasverypleasanttoDarrowthatshemadenoefforttotalkortodissemblehersleepiness.

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