Вдали от безумной толпы

XXXV. At an Upper Window

           "I’dsaygoodmorningyouneedn’tspendahapennyofmeaninguponit,andyetkeepthemancivil."

           Gabrielsoondecidedtoothat,sincethedeedwasdone,toputthebestfaceuponthematterwouldbethegreatestkindnesstoherheloved.

           "Goodmorning,SergeantTroy,"hereturned,inaghastlyvoice.

           "Arambling,gloomyhousethis,"saidTroy,smiling.

           "Whytheymaynotbemarried!"suggestedCoggan."Perhapsshe’snotthere."

           Gabrielshookhishead.Thesoldierturnedalittletowardstheeast,andthesunkindledhisscarletcoattoanorangeglow.

           "Butitisaniceoldhouse,"respondedGabriel.

           "YesIsupposeso;butIfeellikenewwineinanoldbottlehere.Mynotionisthatsash-windowsshouldbeputthroughout,andtheseoldwainscotedwallsbrightenedupabit;ortheoakclearedquiteaway,andthewallspapered."

           "Itwouldbeapity,Ithink."

           "Well,no.Aphilosopheroncesaidinmyhearingthattheoldbuilders,whoworkedwhenartwasalivingthing,hadnorespectfortheworkofbuilderswhowentbeforethem,butpulleddownandalteredastheythoughtfit;andwhyshouldn’twe?’Creationandpreservationdon’tdowelltogether,’sayshe,’andamillionofantiquarianscan’tinventastyle.’Mymindexactly.Iamformakingthisplacemoremodern,thatwemaybecheerfulwhilstwecan."

           Themilitarymanturnedandsurveyedtheinterioroftheroom,toassisthisideasofimprovementinthisdirection.GabrielandCogganbegantomoveon.

           "Oh,Coggan,"saidTroy,asifinspiredbyarecollection"doyouknowifinsanityhaseverappearedinMr.

Настройки
Фон страницы
Размер шрифта
Межстрочный интервал
Фразовые глаголы
Показать / Скрыть меню
Шрифт
Roboto Lora
Уведомления
Страница 307 из 522