Холодный дом

In Mr. Tulkinghorn’s Room

           Tulkinghornshakeshishead.Sherises,buthe,withoutmovinghandfromchair-backorfromold-fashionedwaistcoatandshirt-frill,shakeshishead."What?NotgoasIhavesaid?""No,LadyDedlock,"heverycalmlyreplies."Doyouknowthereliefthatmydisappearancewillbe?Haveyouforgottenthestainandblotuponthisplace,andwhereitis,andwhoitis?""No,LadyDedlock,notbyanymeans."Withoutdeigningtorejoin,shemovestotheinnerdoorandhasitinherhandwhenhesaystoher,withouthimselfstirringhandorfootorraisinghisvoice,"LadyDedlock,havethegoodnesstostopandhearme,orbeforeyoureachthestaircaseIshallringthealarm-bellandrousethehouse.AndthenImustspeakoutbeforeeveryguestandservant,everymanandwoman,init."Hehasconqueredher.Shefalters,trembles,andputsherhandconfusedlytoherhead.Slighttokenstheseinanyoneelse,butwhensopractisedaneyeasMr.Tulkinghorn’sseesindecisionforamomentinsuchasubject,hethoroughlyknowsitsvalue.Hepromptlysaysagain,"Havethegoodnesstohearme,LadyDedlock,"andmotionstothechairfromwhichshehasrisen.Shehesitates,buthemotionsagain,andshesitsdown."Therelationsbetweenusareofanunfortunatedescription,LadyDedlock;butastheyarenotofmymaking,Iwillnotapologizeforthem.ThepositionIholdinreferencetoSirLeicesterissowellknowntoyouthatIcanhardlyimaginebutthatImustlonghaveappearedinyoureyesthenaturalpersontomakethisdiscovery.

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