Тэсс из рода д’Эрбервиллей

Chapter 37

           

           Afterfixedlyregardingherforsomemomentswiththesamegazeofunmeasurablewoehebentlower,enclosedherinhisarms,androlledherinthesheetasinashroud.Thenliftingherfromthebedwithasmuchrespectasonewouldshowtoadeadbody,hecarriedheracrosstheroom,murmuring

           “Mypoor,poorTessmydearest,darlingTess!Sosweet,sogood,sotrue!”

           Thewordsofendearment,withheldsoseverelyinhiswakinghours,wereinexpressiblysweettoherforlornandhungryheart.Ifithadbeentosaveherwearylifeshewouldnot,bymovingorstruggling,haveputanendtothepositionshefoundherselfin.Thusshelayinabsolutestillness,scarcelyventuringtobreathe,and,wonderingwhathewasgoingtodowithher,sufferedherselftobeborneoutuponthelanding.

           “Mywifedead,dead!”hesaid.

           Hepausedinhislaboursforamomenttoleanwithheragainstthebanister.Washegoingtothrowherdown?Self-solicitudewasnearextinctioninher,andintheknowledgethathehadplannedtodepartonthemorrow,possiblyforalways,shelayinhisarmsinthisprecariouspositionwithasenseratherofluxurythanofterror.Iftheycouldonlyfalltogether,andbothbedashedtopieces,howfit,howdesirable.

           However,hedidnotletherfall,buttookadvantageofthesupportofthehandrailtoimprintakissuponherlipslipsinthedaytimescorned.Thenheclaspedherwitharenewedfirmnessofhold,anddescendedthestaircase.Thecreakoftheloosestairdidnotawakenhim,andtheyreachedtheground-floorsafely.

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