Проклятие мумии, или Камень Семи Звезд
Chapter 2
Mythoughtsseemedtowhirlwithlightningrapidity,andinafewsecondsawholeprocessofreasoningbecameformulated.Imustnotvolunteertobethefriendthatthefatheradvisedhisdaughtertohavetoaidherinhervigil;andyetthatoneglancehadalessonwhichImustnotignore.Also,didnotshe,whenshewantedhelp,sendtome—tomeastranger,exceptforonemeetingatadanceandonebriefafternoonofcompanionshipontheriver?Woulditnothumiliatehertomakeheraskmetwice?Humiliateher!No!thatpainIcouldatalleventssaveher;itisnothumiliationtorefuse.So,asIhandedherbacktheletter,Isaid:
"Iknowyouwillforgiveme,MissTrelawny,ifIpresumetoomuch;butifyouwillpermitmetoaidinthewatchingIshallbeproud.Thoughtheoccasionisasadone,Ishallbesofarhappytobeallowedtheprivilege."
Despitehermanifestandpainfuleffortatself-control,theredtidesweptherfaceandneck.Evenhereyesseemedsuffused,andinsterncontrastwithherpalecheekswhenthetidehadrolledback.Sheansweredinalowvoice:
"Ishallbeverygratefulforyourhelp!"Theninanafterthoughtsheadded:
"Butyoumustnotletmebeselfishinmyneed!Iknowyouhavemanydutiestoengageyou;andthoughIshallvalueyourhelphighly—mosthighly—itwouldnotbefairtomonopoliseyourtime."
"Astothat,"Iansweredatonce,"mytimeisyours.