Spoils of
The Spoils of Poynton
作者：James, Henry, 1843-1916
体例：题 章数：67
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章节目录
共 67 题- The Spoils of Poynton
- By Henry James
- THE SPOILS OF POYNTON
- II
- Mrs. Gereth looked at her rather hard. "If he doesn't care?"
- III
- IV
- VI
- VII
- VIII
- Fleda thought. "You don't, then?"
- This again seemed not what he wanted. "Must _you_ do it bang off?"
- She didn't understand. "About Mona?"
- Fleda smiled again. "I haven't the least idea."
- Fleda, after an instant, encouraged him again. "To say to you?"
- IX
- Fleda hesitated. "You mean their marriage?"
- The girl hung fire a few seconds. "Derived from him."
- XI
- Mrs. Gereth drank off her second cup. "And you're not afraid now?"
- Fleda thought an instant. "Anything in the wide world you may require."
- Fleda gave a faint, stubborn smile. "He cares for her too much."
- XII
- Fleda looked very blank. "What on earth am I to see him for?"
- XIII
- XIV
- Owen waited a little. "And having done that, you departed?"
- Fleda hesitated. "She's rankling under the sense of her wrong."
- Owen looked conscious. "All about it?"
- XV
- Mrs. Brigstock's round eyes grew rounder. "All day long?"
- Fleda vaguely demurred. "His dreadful quarrel?"
- XVI
- Fleda was silent a little. "All that didn't answer her question."
- Again our young lady reflected. "I think I'm rather glad you didn't."
- Fleda debated. "Are you so very sure she will?"
- Fleda hesitated; he held her fast. "No. Anything is better than that."
- XVII
- Fleda wondered, but she also smiled. "To-night--to-morrow?"
- Fleda hesitated. "Has he informed _you_, dear Mrs. Gereth?"
- Fleda opened her eyes. "She went down to Ricks?"
- Fleda shook her head wearily. "No--I was only in love with him!"
- XVIII
- Her companion hesitated. "In _your_ name?"
- XIX
- Fleda stayed her hand. "No, no--I'm superstitious."
- Fleda gave her a faint smile. "He'll come if he can."
- Fleda turned away. "Thank you."
- Fleda decided. "Drive to Euston, please."
- XX
- Fleda hesitated. "Did you see _her_?"
- Fleda wondered. "The other day?"
- The girl hesitated. "What do people say of that? I mean the 'world.'"
- Fleda stared. "Then she's not to live there?"
- XXI
- Fleda still hesitated. "Why, it was worse than yours."
- XXII
- Fleda was silent a little. "What do you know about his 'loving' me?"
- Fleda wondered. "To me, do you mean?"
- At this she knew. "Poynton's on fire?"
- In her bewildered horror she tried to think. "Have they come back?"
- Fleda jerked herself up. "Were they saving the things?"
- A PASSIONATE PILGRIM, AND OTHER TALES.
- TRANSATLANTIC SKETCHES.
- THE PORTRAIT OF A LADY.
- A LITTLE TOUR IN FRANCE.
- PORTRAITS OF PLACES.