Аня из Авонлеи

XVII. A Chapter of Accidents

           

           TheremayhavebeentwohappierandmoreexcitedgirlssomewhereinCanadaortheUnitedStatesatthatmoment,butIdoubtit.Everysnipofthescissors,asroseandpeonyandbluebellfell,seemedtochirp,“Mrs.Morganiscomingtoday.”AnnewonderedhowMr.HarrisonCOULDgoonplacidlymowinghayinthefieldacrossthelane,justasifnothingweregoingtohappen.

           TheparloratGreenGableswasarathersevereandgloomyapartment,withrigidhorsehairfurniture,stifflacecurtains,andwhiteantimacassarsthatwerealwayslaidataperfectlycorrectangle,exceptatsuchtimesastheyclungtounfortunatepeople’sbuttons.EvenAnnehadneverbeenabletoinfusemuchgraceintoit,forMarillawouldnotpermitanyalterations.Butitiswonderfulwhatflowerscanaccomplishifyougivethemafairchance;whenAnneandDianafinishedwiththeroomyouwouldnothaverecognizedit.

           Agreatbluebowlfulofsnowballsoverflowedonthepolishedtable.Theshiningblackmantelpiecewasheapedwithrosesandferns.Everyshelfofthewhat-notheldasheafofbluebells;thedarkcornersoneithersideofthegratewerelightedupwithjarsfullofglowingcrimsonpeonies,andthegrateitselfwasaflamewithyellowpoppies.Allthissplendorandcolor,mingledwiththesunshinefallingthroughthehoneysucklevinesatthewindowsinaleafyriotofdancingshadowsoverwallsandfloor,madeoftheusuallydismallittleroomtheveritable“bower”ofAnne’simagination,andevenextortedatributeofadmirationfromMarilla,whocameintocriticizeandremainedtopraise.

Настройки
Фон страницы
Размер шрифта
Межстрочный интервал
Фразовые глаголы
Показать / Скрыть меню
Шрифт
Roboto Lora
Уведомления
Страница 160 из 326