Возвращение на родину

VI. The Two Stand Face to Face

           Heretheyseatedthemselvesinarow,thedoorbeingleftopen—thustheywerestillvirtuallyinthesameapartment.Mrs.Yeobrightnowmurmuredafewwordstoherson,whocrossedtheroomtothepantrydoor,strikinghisheadagainstthemistletoeashepassed,andbroughtthemummersbeefandbread,cakepastry,mead,andelder-wine,thewaitingbeingdonebyhimandhismother,thatthelittlemaid-servantmightsitasguest.Themummersdoffedtheirhelmets,andbegantoeatanddrink.

           “Butyouwillsurelyhavesome?”saidClymtotheTurkishKnight,ashestoodbeforethatwarrior,trayinhand.Shehadrefused,andstillsatcovered,onlythesparkleofhereyesbeingvisiblebetweentheribbonswhichcoveredherface.

           “None,thankyou,”repliedEustacia.

           “He’squiteayoungster,”saidtheSaracenapologetically,“andyoumustexcusehim.He’snotoneoftheoldset,buthavejinedusbecauset’othercouldn’tcome.”

           “Buthewilltakesomething?”persistedYeobright.“Tryaglassofmeadorelder-wine.”

           “Yes,youhadbettertrythat,”saidtheSaracen.“Itwillkeepthecoldoutgoinghome-along.”

           ThoughEustaciacouldnoteatwithoutuncoveringherfaceshecoulddrinkeasilyenoughbeneathherdisguise.Theelder-winewasaccordinglyaccepted,andtheglassvanishedinsidetheribbons.

           AtmomentsduringthisperformanceEustaciawashalfindoubtaboutthesecurityofherposition;yetithadafearfuljoy.

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