Олівер Твіст

Chapter 33

           Thepeopleattheinnwillundertaketodothis:andIcantrusttoyoutoseeitdone,Iknow.

           Olivercouldmakenoreply,butlookedhisanxietytobegoneatonce.

           ‘Hereisanotherletter,’saidMrs.Maylie,pausingtoreflect;‘butwhethertosenditnow,orwaituntilIseehowRosegoeson,Iscarcelyknow.Iwouldnotforwardit,unlessIfearedtheworst.

           ‘IsitforChertsey,too,ma’am?’inquiredOliver;impatienttoexecutehiscommission,andholdingouthistremblinghandfortheletter.

           ‘No,’repliedtheoldlady,givingittohimmechanically.Oliverglancedatit,andsawthatitwasdirectedtoHarryMaylie,Esquire,atsomegreatlord’shouseinthecountry;where,hecouldnotmakeout.

           ‘Shallitgo,ma’am?’askedOliver,lookingup,impatiently.

           ‘Ithinknot,’repliedMrs.Maylie,takingitback.‘Iwillwaituntilto-morrow.

           Withthesewords,shegaveOliverherpurse,andhestartedoff,withoutmoredelay,atthegreatestspeedhecouldmuster.

           Swiftlyheranacrossthefields,anddownthelittlelaneswhichsometimesdividedthem:nowalmosthiddenbythehighcornoneitherside,andnowemergingonanopenfield,wherethemowersandhaymakerswerebusyattheirwork:nordidhestoponce,savenowandthen,forafewseconds,torecoverbreath,untilhecame,inagreatheat,andcoveredwithdust,onthelittlemarket-placeofthemarket-town.

           Herehepaused,andlookedaboutfortheinn.

Налаштування
Фон сторінки
Розмір шрифту
Міжрядковий інтервал
Фразові дієслова
Показати / Приховати меню
Шрифт
Roboto Lora
Уведомления
Сторінка 356 з 614