Мидлмарч

Chapter 60

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           "Whopaintedit?"saidMr.Powderell,muchimpressed.

           "Itisaproofbeforetheletter,Mr.Powderellthepainterisnotknown,"answeredTrumbull,withacertaingaspingnessinhislastwords,afterwhichhepurseduphislipsandstaredroundhim.

           "I’llbidapound!"saidMr.Powderell,inatoneofresolvedemotion,asofamanreadytoputhimselfinthebreach.Whetherfromaweorpity,nobodyraisedthepriceonhim.

           NextcametwoDutchprintswhichMr.Tollerhadbeeneagerfor,andafterhehadsecuredthemhewentaway.Otherprints,andafterwardssomepaintings,weresoldtoleadingMiddlemarcherswhohadcomewithaspecialdesireforthem,andtherewasamoreactivemovementoftheaudienceinandout;some,whohadboughtwhattheywanted,goingaway,otherscomingineitherquitenewlyorfromatemporaryvisittotherefreshmentswhichwerespreadunderthemarqueeonthelawn.ItwasthismarqueethatMr.Bambridgewasbentonbuying,andheappearedtolikelookinginsideitfrequently,asaforetasteofitspossession.Onthelastoccasionofhisreturnfromithewasobservedtobringwithhimanewcompanion,astrangertoMr.Trumbullandeveryoneelse,whoseappearance,however,ledtothesuppositionthathemightbearelativeofthehorse-dealer’salso"giventoindulgence.

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