Американська трагедія

Chapter 4

           "Howlonghasitbeensinceyoulastsawyourdaughter?"

           "Why,sheleftherelastTuesdaymorningtogobacktoLycurgus.SheworksdowntherefortheGriffithsCollar&ShirtCompany.But?"

           "Now,onemoment,"insistedthedistrictattorneydeterminedly,"I’llexplainallinamoment.Shewasuphereovertheweek-end,possibly.Isthatit?"

           "Shewasuphereonavacationforaboutamonth,"explainedTitus,slowlyandmeticulously."Shewasn’tfeelingsoverygoodandshecamehometorestupabit.Butshewasallrightwhensheleft.Youdon’tmeantotellme,Mr.Mason,thatanythinghasgonewrongwithher,doyou?"Heliftedonelong,brownhandtohischinandcheekinagesture,ofnervousinquiry."IfIthoughttherewasanythinglikethat?"Heranhishandthroughhisthinninggrayhair.

           "Haveyouhadanywordfromhersinceshelefthere?"Masonwentonquietly,determinedtoextractasmuchpracticalinformationaspossiblebeforethegreatblowfell."Anyinformationthatshewasgoinganywherebutbackthere?"

           "No,sir,wehaven’t.She’snothurtinanyway,isshe?She’snotdoneanythingthat’sgotherintotrouble?But,no,thatcouldn’tbe.Butyourquestions!Thewayyoutalk."Hewasnowtremblingslightly,thehandthatsoughthisthin,palelips,visiblyandaimlesslyplayingabouthismouth.

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