Риф, или Там, где разбивается счастье

XI

           

           Hestillheldherhands,butshefeltnotremorinhis,andtheblooddidnotstirinhisbrowncheek.Heseemedtobehonestlyturningoverhismemories.“Yes:andwhatelsedidhetellyou?”

           “Oh,notmuch,exceptthatshewasawfullypretty.WhenIaskedhimtodescribeherhesaidyouhadhertuckedawayinabaignoireandhehadn’tactuallyseenher;buthesawthetailofhercloak,andsomehowknewfromthatthatshewaspretty.Onedoes,youknow....Ithinkhesaidthecloakwaspink.”

           Darrowbrokeintoalaugh.“Ofcourseitwas—theyalwaysare!Sothatwasatthebottomofyourdoubts?”

           “Notatfirst.Ionlylaughed.Butafterward,whenIwroteyouandyoudidn’tanswer——Oh,youdosee?”sheappealedtohim.

           Hewaslookingathergently.“Yes:Isee.”

           “It’snotasifthiswerealightthingbetweenus.IwantyoutoknowmeasIam.IfIthoughtthatatthatmoment...whenyouwereonyourwayhere,almost——”

           Hedroppedherhandandstoodup.“Yes,yes—Iunderstand.”

           “Butdoyou?”Herlookfollowedhim.“I’mnotagooseofagirl.Iknow...ofcourseIknow...buttherearethingsawomanfeels...whenwhatsheknowsdoesn’tmakeanydifference.It’snotthatIwantyoutoexplain—Imeanaboutthatparticularevening.It’sonlythatIwantyoutohavethewholeofmyfeeling.Ididn’tknowwhatitwastillIsawyouagain.IneverdreamedIshouldsaysuchthingstoyou!”

           “IneverdreamedIshouldbeheretohearyousaythem!”Heturnedbackandliftingafloatingendofherscarfputhislipstoit

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