Риф, или Там, где разбивается счастье

IV

           

           Shewasstilldwellingonhispromise,“It’stoobeautifulofyou!Oh,don’tyouthinkyou’llbeabletogetseats?”Andthen,afterapauseofbrimmingappreciation:“Iwonderifyou’llthinkmehorrid?—butitmaybemyonlychance;andifyoucan’tgetplacesforusall,wouldn’tyouperhapsjusttakeme?Afterall,theFarlowsmayhaveseenit!”

           Hehadnot,ofcourse,thoughtherhorrid,butonlythemoreengaging,forbeingsonatural,andsounashamedofshowingthefrankgreedofherfamishedyouth.“Oh,youshallgosomehow!”hehadgailypromisedher;andshehaddroppedbackwithasighofpleasureastheircabpassedintothedimly-litstreetsoftheFarlows’quarterbeyondtheSeine...

           Thislittlepassagecamebacktohimthenextmorning,asheopenedhishotelwindowontheearlyroaroftheNorthernTerminus.

           Thegirlwasthere,intheroomnexttohim.Thathadbeenthefirstpointinhiswakingconsciousness.Thesecondwasasenseofreliefattheobligationimposedonhimbythisunexpectedturnofeverts.Towaketothenecessityofaction,topostponeperforcethefruitlesscontemplationofhisprivategrievance,wascauseenoughforgratitude,evenifthesmalladventureinwhichhefoundhimselfinvolvedhadnot,onitsownmerits,rousedaninstinctivecuriositytoseeitthrough.

           Whenheandhiscompanion,thenightbefore,hadreachedtheFarlows’doorintheruedelaChaise,itwasonlytofind,afterrepeatedassaultsonitspanels,thattheFarlowswerenolongerthere.

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