Американська трагедія

Chapter 7

           Inthemeantime,Clyde,I’lltellyouwhatyoudogoandfindAndrewandtellhimtogettheclubs,willyou?Wecangooverinyourboat,can’twe,Burchy?"AndClyde,hurryingtofindAndrew,andthinkingoftheprobablecostofthelunchifheandSondraweredefeated,butbeingcaughtupwithbySondraandseizedbythearm."Waitaminute,honey,I’llberightback."Thendashingupthestepstoherroom,andinamomentdownagain,ahandfulofbillsshehadreservedshuttightlyinherlittlefist:"Here,darling,quick!"shewhispered,takingholdofoneofClyde’scoatpocketsandputtingthemoneyintoit."Ssh!Notaword,now!Hurry!It’stopayforthelunchincasewelose,andsomeotherthings.I’lltellyouafterwards.Oh,butIdoloveyou,babyboy!"Andthen,herwarm,browneyesfixedonhimforamomentinprofoundadmiration,dashingupthestairsagain,fromwhereshecalled:"Don’tstandthere,silly!Getthegolfclubs!Thegolfclubs!"Andshewasgone.

           AndClyde,feelinghispocketandrealizingthatshehadgivenhimmuchplenty,nodoubt,forallofhisneedswhilehere,aswellastoescapeifneedbe.Andexclaimingtohimself:"Darling!""Babygirl!"Hisbeautiful,warm,generousSondra!Shelovedhimsotrulylovedhim.Butifeversheshouldfindout!Oh,God!Andyetallforher,ifsheonlyknew.Allforher!AndthenfindingAndrewandreturningwithhimcarryingthebags.

           AndherewasSondraagain,dancingdowninasmartgreenknittedsportscostume.

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