Холодний дім

Esther’s Narrative

           "No,"answeredCaddy,shakingherheadandholdingthemtometosmell."NotPrince.""Well,tobesure,Caddy!"saidI."Youmusthavetwolovers!""What?Dotheylooklikethatsortofthing?"saidCaddy."Dotheylooklikethatsortofthing?"Irepeated,pinchinghercheek.Caddyonlylaughedinreturn,andtellingmethatshehadcomeforhalfanhour,attheexpirationofwhichtimePrincewouldbewaitingforheratthecorner,satchattingwithmeandAdainthewindow,everynowandthenhandingmetheflowersagainortryinghowtheylookedagainstmyhair.Atlast,whenshewasgoing,shetookmeintomyroomandputtheminmydress."Forme?"saidI,surprised."Foryou,"saidCaddywithakiss."Theywereleftbehindbysomebody.""Leftbehind?""AtpoorMissFlite’s,"saidCaddy."Somebodywhohasbeenverygoodtoherwashurryingawayanhouragotojoinashipandlefttheseflowersbehind.No,no!Don’ttakethemout.Lettheprettylittlethingsliehere,"saidCaddy,adjustingthemwithacarefulhand,"becauseIwaspresentmyself,andIshouldn’twonderifsomebodyleftthemonpurpose!""Dotheylooklikethatsortofthing?"saidAda,cominglaughinglybehindmeandclaspingmemerrilyroundthewaist."Oh,yes,indeedtheydo,DameDurden!Theylookvery,verylikethatsortofthing.Oh,verylikeitindeed,mydear!"

Налаштування
Фон сторінки
Розмір шрифту
Міжрядковий інтервал
Фразові дієслова
Показати / Приховати меню
Шрифт
Roboto Lora
Уведомления
Сторінка 357 з 1276