Міжнародний епізод
Part I
“Ioftensithere;thereareallkindsofcozycorners—asiftheyhadbeenmadeonpurpose.”“Ah!Isupposeyouhavehadsomeofthemmade,”saidtheyoungman.MissAldenlookedathimamoment.“Ohno,wehavehadnothingmade.It’spurenature.”“Ishouldthinkyouwouldhaveafewlittlebenches—rusticseatsandthatsortofthing.Itmightbesojollytosithere,youknow,”LordLambethwenton.“Iamafraidwehaven’tsomanyofthosethingsasyou,”saidtheyounggirlthoughtfully.“Idaresayyougoinforpurenature,asyouweresaying.Natureoverheremustbesogrand,youknow.”AndLordLambethlookedabouthim.Thelittlecoastlinehereaboutswasverypretty,butitwasnotatallgrand,andMissAldenappearedtorisetoaperceptionofthisfact.“Iamafraiditseemstoyouveryrough,”shesaid.“It’snotlikethecoastsceneryinKingsley’snovels.”“Ah,thenovelsalwaysoverdoit,youknow,”LordLambethrejoined.“Youmustnotgobythenovels.”Theywerewanderingaboutalittleontherocks,andtheystoppedandlookeddownintoanarrowchasmwheretherisingtidemadeacuriousbellowingsound.Itwasloudenoughtopreventtheirhearingeachother,andtheystoodthereforsomemomentsinsilence.Theyounggirllookedathercompanion,observinghimattentively,butcovertly,aswomen,evenwhenveryyoung,knowhowtodo.
