Оливер Твист

Chapter 35

           Atlength,onemorning,whenRosewasaloneinthebreakfast-parlour,HarryMaylieentered;and,withsomehesitation,beggedpermissiontospeakwithherforafewmoments.

           ‘Afew—averyfew—willsuffice,Rose,’saidtheyoungman,drawinghischairtowardsher.‘WhatIshallhavetosay,hasalreadypresenteditselftoyourmind;themostcherishedhopesofmyheartarenotunknowntoyou,thoughfrommylipsyouhavenotheardthemstated.’

           Rosehadbeenverypalefromthemomentofhisentrance;butthatmighthavebeentheeffectofherrecentillness.Shemerelybowed;andbendingoversomeplantsthatstoodnear,waitedinsilenceforhimtoproceed.

           ‘I—I—oughttohavelefthere,before,’saidHarry.

           ‘Youshould,indeed,’repliedRose.‘Forgivemeforsayingso,butIwishyouhad.’

           ‘Iwasbroughthere,bythemostdreadfulandagonisingofallapprehensions,’saidtheyoungman;‘thefearoflosingtheonedearbeingonwhommyeverywishandhopearefixed.Youhadbeendying;tremblingbetweenearthandheaven.Weknowthatwhentheyoung,thebeautiful,andgood,arevisitedwithsickness,theirpurespiritsinsensiblyturntowardstheirbrighthomeoflastingrest;weknow,Heavenhelpus!thatthebestandfairestofourkind,toooftenfadeinblooming.’

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