Риф, або Там, де розбивається щастя

XI

           

           Ashedrewnearer,hisfigurewassuddenlydisplacedbythatofherhusband,whom,fromthesamepoint,shehadsooftenseenadvancingdownthesameperspective.Straight,spare,erect,lookingtorightandleftwithquickpreciseturnsofthehead,andstoppingnowandthentostraightenachairoralterthepositionofavase,FraserLeathusedtomarchtowardherthroughthedoublefileoffurniturelikeageneralreviewingaregimentdrawnupforhisinspection.Atacertainpoint,midwayacrossthesecondroom,healwaysstoppedbeforethemantel-pieceofpinkish-yellowmarbleandlookedathimselfinthetallgarlandedglassthatsurmountedit.Shecouldnotrememberthathehadeverfoundanythingtostraightenoralterinhisownstudiedattire,butshehadneverknownhimtoomittheinspectionwhenhepassedthatparticularmirror.

           Whenitwasoverhecontinuedmorebrisklyonhisway,andtheresultingexpressionofsatisfactionwasstillonhisfacewhenheenteredtheoaksitting-roomtogreethiswife...

           ThespectralprojectionofthislittledailyscenehungbutforamomentbeforeAnna,butinthatmomentshehadtimetoflingawonderingglanceacrossthedistancebetweenherpastandpresent.Thenthefootstepsofthepresentcameclose,andshehadtodropthegeraniumstogiveherhandtoDarrow...

           “Yes,letuswalkdowntotheriver.”

           Theyhadneitherofthem,asyet,foundmuchtosaytoeachother.Darrowhadarrivedlateonthepreviousafternoon,andduringtheeveningtheyhadhadbetweenthemOwenLeathandtheirownthoughts.

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