Мидлмарч

Chapter 83

           Anditwasveryhardthatshecouldnotsaywhatshewantedtosay.Willwaslookingoutofthewindowangrily.Ifhewouldhavelookedatherandnotgoneawayfromherside,shethoughteverythingwouldhavebeeneasier.Atlastheturned,stillrestingagainstthechair,andstretchinghishandautomaticallytowardshishat,saidwithasortofexasperation,"Good-by."

           "Oh,Icannotbearitmyheartwillbreak,"saidDorothea,startingfromherseat,thefloodofheryoungpassionbearingdownalltheobstructionswhichhadkepthersilentthegreattearsrisingandfallinginaninstant:"Idon’tmindaboutpovertyIhatemywealth."

           InaninstantWillwasclosetoherandhadhisarmsroundher,butshedrewherheadbackandheldhisawaygentlythatshemightgoonspeaking,herlargetear-filledeyeslookingathisverysimply,whileshesaidinasobbingchildlikeway,"Wecouldlivequitewellonmyownfortuneitistoomuchsevenhundreda-yearIwantsolittlenonewclothesandIwilllearnwhateverythingcosts."

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