Мидлмарч

Chapter 81

           

           Afterleadingherintothedrawing-room,hepausedtotakealetterfromhispocketandputitintoherhands,saying,"Iwrotethislastnight,andwasgoingtocarryittoLowickinmyride.Whenoneisgratefulforsomethingtoogoodforcommonthanks,writingislessunsatisfactorythanspeechonedoesnotatleastHEARhowinadequatethewordsare."

           Dorothea’sfacebrightened."ItisIwhohavemosttothankfor,sinceyouhaveletmetakethatplace.YouHAVEconsented?"shesaid,suddenlydoubting.

           "Yes,thecheckisgoingtoBulstrodeto-day."

           Hesaidnomore,butwentup-stairstoRosamond,whohadbutlatelyfinisheddressingherself,andsatlanguidlywonderingwhatsheshoulddonext,herhabitualindustryinsmallthings,eveninthedaysofhersadness,promptinghertobeginsomekindofoccupation,whichshedraggedthroughslowlyorpausedinfromlackofinterest.Shelookedill,buthadrecoveredherusualquietudeofmanner,andLydgatehadfearedtodisturbherbyanyquestions.HehadtoldherofDorothea’slettercontainingthecheck,andafterwardshehadsaid,"Ladislawiscome,Rosy;hesatwithmelastnight;Idaresayhewillbehereagainto-day.Ithoughthelookedratherbatteredanddepressed."AndRosamondhadmadenoreply.

           Now,whenhecameup,hesaidtoherverygently,"Rosy,dear,Mrs.

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