Мідлмарч

Chapter 57

           

           "Fred,"shesaid,peepingroundtocatchhiseyes,whichweresulkilyturnedawayfromher,"youaretoodelightfullyridiculous.Ifyouwerenotsuchacharmingsimpleton,whatatemptationthiswouldbetoplaythewickedcoquette,andletyousupposethatsomebodybesidesyouhasmadelovetome."

           "Doyoureallylikemebest,Mary?"saidFred,turningeyesfullofaffectiononher,andtryingtotakeherhand.

           "Idon’tlikeyouatallatthismoment,"saidMary,retreating,andputtingherhandsbehindher."Ionlysaidthatnomortalevermadelovetomebesidesyou.Andthatisnoargumentthataverywisemaneverwill,"sheended,merrily.

           "Iwishyouwouldtellmethatyoucouldnotpossiblyeverthinkofhim,"saidFred.

           "Neverdaretomentionthisanymoretome,Fred,"saidMary,gettingseriousagain."Idon’tknowwhetheritismorestupidorungenerousinyounottoseethatMr:Farebrotherhasleftustogetheronpurposethatwemightspeakfreely.Iamdisappointedthatyoushouldbesoblindtohisdelicatefeeling."

           TherewasnotimetosayanymorebeforeMr.Farebrothercamebackwiththeengraving;andFredhadtoreturntothedrawing-roomstillwithajealousdreadinhisheart,butyetwithcomfortingargumentsfromMary’swordsandmanner

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