Сестра Керри

Chapter XXII. The Blaze Of The Tinder: Flesh Wars With The Flesh

           Wehaveseenwithwhatirritationheshirkedthoselittledutieswhichnolongercontainedanyamusementofsatisfactionforhim,andtheopensnarlswithwhich,morerecently,heresentedherirritatinggoads.Theselittlerowswerereallyprecipitatedbyanatmospherewhichwassurchargedwithdissension.Thatitwouldshower,withaskysofullofblackeningthunderclouds,wouldscarcelybethoughtworthyofcomment.Thus,afterleavingthebreakfasttablethismorning,raginginwardlyathisblankdeclarationofindifferenceatherplans,Mrs.HurstwoodencounteredJessicainherdressing-room,veryleisurelyarrangingherhair.Hurstwoodhadalreadyleftthehouse.

           “Iwishyouwouldn’tbesolatecomingdowntobreakfast,”shesaid,addressingJessica,whilemakingforhercrochetbasket.“Nowherethethingsarequitecold,andyouhaven’teaten.”

           Hernaturalcomposurewassadlyruffled,andJessicawasdoomedtofeelthefagendofthestorm.

           “I’mnothungry,”sheanswered.

           “Thenwhydon’tyousayso,andletthegirlputawaythethings,insteadofkeepingherwaitingallmorning?”

           “Shedoesn’tmind,”answeredJessica,coolly.

           “Well,Ido,ifshedoesn’t,”returnedthemother,“and,anyhow,Idon’tlikeyoutotalkthatwaytome.You’retooyoungtoputonsuchanairwithyourmother.”

           “Oh,mamma,don’trow,”answeredJessica.“What’sthematterthismorning,anyway?”

           “Nothing’sthematter,andI’mnotrowing.Youmustn’tthinkbecauseIindulgeyouinsomethingsthatyoucankeepeverybodywaiting.Iwon’thaveit.

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