Холодний дім

The Appointed Time

           Thechairsandtable,andthebottlesorarelyabsentfromthetable,allstandasusual.Ononechair-backhangtheoldman’shairycapandcoat."Look!"whispersthelodger,pointinghisfriend’sattentiontotheseobjectswithatremblingfinger."Itoldyouso.WhenIsawhimlast,hetookhiscapoff,tookoutthelittlebundleofoldletters,hunghiscaponthebackofthechairhiscoatwastherealready,forhehadpulledthatoffbeforehewenttoputtheshuttersupandIlefthimturningthelettersoverinhishand,standingjustwherethatcrumbledblackthingisuponthefloor."Ishehangingsomewhere?Theylookup.No."See!"whispersTony."Atthefootofthesamechairthereliesadirtybitofthinredcordthattheytieuppenswith.Thatwentroundtheletters.Heundiditslowly,leeringandlaughingatme,beforehebegantoturnthemover,andthrewitthere.Isawitfall.""What’sthematterwiththecat?"saysMr.Guppy."Lookather!""Mad,Ithink.Andnowonderinthisevilplace."Theyadvanceslowly,lookingatallthesethings.Thecatremainswheretheyfoundher,stillsnarlingatthesomethingonthegroundbeforethefireandbetweenthetwochairs.Whatisit?Holdupthelight

Налаштування
Фон сторінки
Розмір шрифту
Міжрядковий інтервал
Фразові дієслова
Показати / Приховати меню
Шрифт
Roboto Lora
Уведомления
Сторінка 664 з 1276