Голод
Part III
Iwillneverkissyouagain!"
"Won’tyou?"Isaid,andwebothlaughed.Istretchedoutmyarmstoher,andsheglidedaway;slippedroundtotheothersideofthetable.Westoodawhileandgazedatoneanother;thecandlestoodrightbetweenus.
"Tryandcatchme,"shesaid;andwithmuchlaughterItriedtoseizeholdofher.Whilstshesprangabout,sheloosenedherveil,andtookoffherhat;hersparklingeyeshungonmine,andwatchedmymovements.Imadeafreshsortie,andtrippedonthecarpetandfell,mysorefootrefusingtobearmeupanylonger.Iroseinextremeconfusion.
"Lord,howredyoudidget!"shesaid."Wellitwasawfullyawkwardofyou."
"Yes,itwas,"Iagreed,andwebeganthechaseafresh.
"Itseemstomeyoulimp."
"Yes;perhapsIdo—justalittle—onlyjustalittle,forthatmatter."
"Lasttimeyouhadasorefinger,nowyouhavegotasorefoot;itisawfulthenumberofafflictionsyouhave."
"Ah,yes.Iwasrunoverslightly,afewdaysago."
"Runover!Tipsyagain?Why,goodheavens!whatalifeyoulead,youngman!"andshethreatenedmewithherforefinger,andtriedtoappeargrave."Well,letussitdown,then;no,notdowntherebythedoor;youarefartooreserved!Comehere—youthere,andIhere—so,that’sit...ugh,it’ssuchaborewithreticentpeople!Onehastosayanddoeverythingoneself;onegetsnohelptodoanything.
