Возвращение на родину

IV. The Ministrations of a Half-forgotten One

           Quickly,likeoneafraidofherself,shereturneddownstairsandstoodindeepthought.

           “IfIcouldonlydoit!”shesaid.“Itwouldbedoingmuchgoodtomyselfandallconnectedwithme,andnoharmtoasingleone.”

           Theideaseemedtogatherforcewithinher,andsheremainedinafixedattitudenearlytenminutes,whenacertainfinalitywasexpressedinhergaze,andnolongertheblanknessofindecision.

           Sheturnedandwentupthesecondtime—softlyandstealthilynow—andenteredhergrandfather’sroom,hereyesatonceseekingtheheadofthebed.Thepistolsweregone.

           Theinstantquashingofherpurposebytheirabsenceaffectedherbrainasasuddenvacuumaffectsthebody—shenearlyfainted.Whohaddonethis?Therewasonlyonepersononthepremisesbesidesherself.Eustaciainvoluntarilyturnedtotheopenwindowwhichoverlookedthegardenasfarasthebankthatboundedit.OnthesummitofthelatterstoodCharley,sufficientlyelevatedbyitsheighttoseeintotheroom.Hisgazewasdirectedeagerlyandsolicitouslyuponher.

           Shewentdownstairstothedoorandbeckonedtohim.

           “Youhavetakenthemaway?”

           “Yes,ma’am.”

           “Whydidyoudoit?”

           “Isawyoulookingatthemtoolong.”

           “Whathasthattodowithit?”

           “Youhavebeenheart-brokenallthemorning,asifyoudidnotwanttolive.”

           “Well?”

           “AndIcouldnotbeartoleavetheminyourway.Therewasmeaninginyourlookatthem.”

           “Wherearetheynow?”

           “Lockedup.”

           “Where?”

           “Inthestable.”

           “Givethemtome.”

           “No,ma’am.”

           “Yourefuse?”

           “Ido

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