Белые люди
Chapter X
LeBreton’sarm;Hectorsawnone.Butyousawher.ShewasTHERE!”
“Yes,shewasthere,”Ianswered.“Shewasthere,smilingupathim.Iwishhecouldhaveknown.”
Whatdoesitmatterifthisseemsastrangestory?Tosomeitwillmeansomething;tosomeitwillmeannothing.Tothoseithasameaningforitwillopenwidewindowsintothelightandliftheavyloads.Thatwouldbequiteenough,eveniftherestthoughtitonlytheweirdfancyofaqueergirlwhohadlivedaloneandgivenreintohersilliestimaginings.Iwantedtotellit,howsoeverpoorlyandineffectivelyitwasdone.SinceIKNEWIhavedroppedtheloadofages—theblackburden.Outonthehillsidemyfeetdidnotevenfeelthegrass,andyetIwasstanding,notfloating.Ihadnowingsorcrown.IwasonlyYsobeloutonthehillside,free!
Thisisthewayitallended.
ForthreeweeksthatwerelikeheavenwethreelivedtogetheratMuircarrie.Wesaweverybeautyandsharedeveryjoyofsunanddewandloveandtenderunderstanding.
Afteronelovelydaywehadspentonthemoorinaquietdreamofjoyalmoststrangeinitsperfectness,wecamebacktothecastle;and,becausethesunsetwasofsuchunearthlyradianceandchangingwonderwesatontheterraceuntilthelastsofttouchofgoldhaddiedoutandleftthepure,still,clear,longsummertwilight.
WhenMrs.MacNairnandIwentintodressfordinner,Hectorlingeredalittlebehindusbecausethesilentbeautyheldhim.
Icamedownbeforehismotherdid,andIwentoutupontheterraceagainbecauseIsawhewasstillsittingthere.
