Three Sisters
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共 150 题- THE THREE SISTERS
- BY
- MAY SINCLAIR
- THE THREE SISTERS
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- IX
- And as he passed he had said to himself. "How execrably she plays."
- XI
- A pause. "Yes, miss."
- A longer pause. "I've got th' faace-ache."
- XII
- The woman leaned to him and whispered, "She's seen t' body."
- XIII
- Jim's voice thickened. "I sud have given it her yesterda."
- XIV
- And Mr. Cartaret began again, "Am I to stand here----"
- XV
- XVI
- She went on till he interrupted her. "How old is she?"
- Gwenda rose. "Thanks very much, I must be going."
- She turned, smiling. "I like it very much."
- And then--"Do you _always_ walk after dark and before sunrise?"
- XVII
- He hesitated. "I almost think I'd better."
- He meditated. "Your sister didn't tell me that.'
- She hesitated again. "We couldn't help it."
- He smiled. "Are you quite sure?"
- She hesitated again. "Yes."
- To her he said: "Well, I'll send the medicine along to-night."
- XVIII
- SURGERY
- XIX
- XX
- XXI
- XXII
- He frowned. "No. I never turn back. Let's get on. Get on."
- He paused. "I've got what I wanted."
- XXIII
- XXIV
- And she said to herself, "How beautifully he did it."
- She turned. "Well?"
- XXV
- XXVI
- XXVII
- XXVIII
- She said to herself, "He's away then. I think he might have told me."
- XXIX
- XXX
- And she said to herself. "He's faithful then. Of course. He would be."
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- XXXII
- XXXIII
- XXXIV
- XXXV
- XXXVI
- All he said to that was "You're very fond of her?"
- Her upper lip trembled. "Yes. But I don't think I knew it until now."
- She rose. "Don't. I'm going back alone."
- XXXVII
- XXXVIII
- She said to herself: "He doesn't. He doesn't even know why I'm going."
- XXXIX
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- XLI
- Mary smiled. "I imagine she does very much indeed."
- Rowcliffe assented. "Perhaps she has."
- XLII
- XLIII
- He considered it. "Well--it's nat as ef they didn' knaw--all of 'em."
- XLIV
- Rowcliffe smiled. "Why?" he said. "Do you want to get rid of him?"
- He laughed. "No, I don't think you have."
- Mary thought again, and said, "The fields."
- He was glad she hadn't said "The moor."
- XLV
- Mary reddened. "I don't know what you mean."
- She said to herself, "It's the room his father died in."
- She thought a moment. "I'm afraid of father."
- She whispered. "Jim--I can't bear Maggie. I'm afraid of her."
- XLVI
- XLVII
- She thought, "He will pass in another minute. I shall see him."
- And Robina, "It was Mary did the choosing."
- She smiled. "You didn't stop me going, you know."
- XLVIII
- Mary intervened. "Sh--sh--Papa. They'll hear you in the kitchen."
- The Vicar answered her. "At your sister's wedding."
- She recovered. "Of course he did. Jim Greatorex wasn't there, anyhow."
- At that she cried out with a voice of anguish. "No--No--No!"
- She added, "I don't care."
- He drove it home. "Has--she--confessed?"
- The Vicar spoke first. "What do you mean, 'he can't'? He _must_."
- XLIX
- And every week Rowcliffe said: "Wait. She'll be better before long."
- LI
- LII
- She added, "It isn't necessary."
- LIII
- LIV
- LV
- She summoned a flash and let him have it. "But she's magnificent."
- LVI
- And she added, "I knew you would be glad."
- LVII
- LVIII
- LIX
- LX
- LXI
- He washed down his mouthful. "Coom, Ally, and open door t' 'er."
- She only said, "Have you seen the thorn-trees on Greffington Edge?"
- It was Jim who answered her. "I knaw," he said, "I knaw."
- LXII
- LXIII
- At the stroke of ten she murmured, "Steven, are you ready for bed?"
- LXIV
- LXV
- He was faintly surprised. "What is it, then? Sit down and tell me."
- LXVI
- She thought, "I shall never get away from it."
- THE END.
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