Риф, або Там, де розбивається щастя

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           Onlyonedefiniteimmediatefactstuckinhisquiveringgrasp.Hemustgivethegirleverychance—mustholdhimselfpassivetillshehadtakenthem...

           InthecourtEffieranuptohimwithherleapingterrier.

           “Iwascomingouttomeetyou—youandOwen.MissVinerwascoming,too,andthenshecouldn’tbecauseshe’sgotsuchaheadache.I’mafraidIgaveittoherbecauseIdidmydivisionsodisgracefully.It’stoobad,isn’tit?Butwon’tyouwalkbackwithme?Nursewon’tmindtheleastbit;she’dsomuchrathergointotea.”

           Darrowexcusedhimselflaughingly,onthepleathathehadletterstowrite,whichwasmuchworsethanhavingaheadache,andnotinfrequentlyresultedinone.

           “Oh,thenyoucangoandwritetheminOwen’sstudy.That’swheregentlemenalwayswritetheirletters.”

           SheflewonwithherdogandDarrowpursuedhiswaytothehouse.Effie’ssuggestionstruckhimasuseful.Hehadpicturedhimselfasvaguelydriftingaboutthedrawing-rooms,andhadperceivedthedifficultyofMissViner’shavingtoseekhimthere;butthestudy,asmallroomontherightofthehall,wasineasysightfromthestaircase,andsosituatedthattherewouldbenothingmarkedinhisbeingfoundthereintalkwithher.

           Hewentin,leavingthedooropen,andsatdownatthewriting-table.

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