Холодный дом

The Ironmaster

           WhenmyLadygoestoherboudoir,shesitsdownthoughtfullybythefire,andinattentivetotheGhost’sWalk,looksatRosa,writinginaninnerroom.PresentlymyLadycallsher."Cometome,child.Tellmethetruth.Areyouinlove?""Oh!MyLady!"MyLady,lookingatthedowncastandblushingface,sayssmiling,"Whoisit?IsitMrs.Rouncewell’sgrandson?""Yes,ifyouplease,myLady.ButIdon’tknowthatIaminlovewithhimyet.""Yet,yousillylittlething!DoyouknowthathelovesYOU,yet?""Ithinkhelikesmealittle,myLady."AndRosaburstsintotears.IsthisLadyDedlockstandingbesidethevillagebeauty,smoothingherdarkhairwiththatmotherlytouch,andwatchingherwitheyessofullofmusinginterest?Aye,indeeditis!"Listentome,child.Youareyoungandtrue,andIbelieveyouareattachedtome.""IndeedIam,myLady.IndeedthereisnothingintheworldIwouldn’tdotoshowhowmuch.""AndIdon’tthinkyouwouldwishtoleavemejustyet,Rosa,evenforalover?""No,myLady!Oh,no!"Rosalooksupforthefirsttime,quitefrightenedatthethought."Confideinme,mychild.Don’tfearme.Iwishyoutobehappy,andwillmakeyousoifIcanmakeanybodyhappyonthisearth."Rosa,withfreshtears,kneelsatherfeetandkissesherhand.MyLadytakesthehandwithwhichshehascaughtit,andstandingwithhereyesfixedonthefire,putsitaboutandaboutbetweenherowntwohands,andgraduallyletsitfall.Seeinghersoabsorbed,Rosasoftlywithdraws;butstillmyLady’seyesareonthefire

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