Аня из Авонлеи

XVII. A Chapter of Accidents

           Allan’ssakes,”saidAnnelistlessly.

           WhenDianadishedthepeasshetastedthemandaverypeculiarexpressioncrossedherface.

           “Anne,didYOUputsugarinthesepeas?”

           “Yes,”saidAnne,mashingthepotatoeswiththeairofoneexpectedtodoherduty.“Iputaspoonfulofsugarin.Wealwaysdo.Don’tyoulikeit?”

           “ButIputaspoonfulintoo,whenIsetthemonthestove,”saidDiana.

           Annedroppedhermasherandtastedthepeasalso.Thenshemadeagrimace.

           “Howawful!Ineverdreamedyouhadputsugarin,becauseIknewyourmotherneverdoes.Ihappenedtothinkofit,forawonder...I’malwaysforgettingit...soIpoppedaspoonfulin.”

           “It’sacaseoftoomanycooks,Iguess,”saidMarilla,whohadlistenedtothisdialoguewitharatherguiltyexpression.“Ididn’tthinkyou’drememberaboutthesugar,Anne,forI’mperfectlycertainyouneverdidbefore...soIputinaspoonful.”

           Theguestsintheparlorheardpealafterpealoflaughterfromthekitchen,buttheyneverknewwhatthefunwasabout.Therewerenogreenpeasonthedinnertablethatday,however.

           “Well,”saidAnne,soberingdownagainwithasighofrecollection,“wehavethesaladanyhowandIdon’tthinkanythinghashappenedtothebeans.Let’scarrythethingsinandgetitover.”

           Itcannotbesaidthatthatdinnerwasanotablesuccesssocially.TheAllansandMissStacyexertedthemselvestosavethesituationandMarilla’scustomaryplaciditywasnotnoticeablyruffled.

Настройки
Фон страницы
Размер шрифта
Межстрочный интервал
Фразовые глаголы
Показать / Скрыть меню
Шрифт
Roboto Lora
Уведомления
Страница 166 из 326