Голод
Part III
Now,forexample,youmightjustaswellputyourarmoverthebackofmychair;youcouldeasilyhavethoughtofthatmuchoutofyourownhead,couldn’tyou?ButifIsayanythinglikethat,youopenyoureyesaswideasifyoucouldn’tbelievewhatwasbeingsaid.Yes,itisreallytrue;Ihavenoticeditseveraltimes;youaredoingitnow,too;butyouneedn’ttrytopersuademethatyouarealwayssomodest;itisonlywhenyoudon’tdaretobeotherwisethanquiet.Youweredaringenoughthedayyouweretipsy—whenyoufollowedmestraighthomeandworriedmewithyourwitticisms.’Youarelosingyourbook,madam;youarequitecertainlylosingyourbook,madam!’Ha,ha,ha!itwasreallyshamelessofyou."
Isatdejectedlyandlookedather;myheartbeatviolently,mybloodracedquicklythroughmyveins,therewasasingularsenseofenjoymentinit!
"Whydon’tyousaysomething?"
"Whatadarlingyouare,"Icried."Iamsimplysittingheregettingthoroughlyfascinatedbyyou—herethisverymomentthoroughlyfascinated....Thereisnohelpforit....Youarethemostextraordinarycreaturethat...sometimesyoureyesgleamso,thatIneversawtheirmatch;theylooklikeflowers...eh?No,well,no,perhaps,notlikeflowers,either,but...Iamsodesperatelyinlovewithyou,anditissopreposterous...for,greatScott!thereisnaturallynotanatomofachanceforme....Whatisyourname?Now,youreallymusttellmewhatyouarecalled.
