I Say No. Wilkie Collins
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Название: I Say No

Автор: Wilkie Collins

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СКАЧАТЬ HOUSE. 171

       CHAPTER XXXVIII. DANCING. 171

       CHAPTER XXXIX. FEIGNING. 176

       CHAPTER XL. CONSULTING. 180

       CHAPTER XLI. SPEECHIFYING. 184

       CHAPTER XLII. COOKING. 189

       CHAPTER XLIII. SOUNDING. 194

       CHAPTER XLIV. COMPETING. 198

       CHAPTER XLV. MISCHIEF—MAKING. 203

       CHAPTER XLVI. PRETENDING. 208

       CHAPTER XLVII. DEBATING. 212

       CHAPTER XLVIII. INVESTIGATING. 217

       BOOK THE FIFTH—THE COTTAGE. 220

       CHAPTER XLIX. EMILY SUFFERS. 220

       CHAPTER L. MISS LADD ADVISES. 225

       CHAPTER LI. THE DOCTOR SEES. 231

       CHAPTER LII. “IF I COULD FIND A FRIEND!”. 234

       CHAPTER LIII. THE FRIEND IS FOUND. 239

       CHAPTER LIV. THE END OF THE FAINTING FIT. 243

       BOOK THE SIXTH—HERE AND THERE. 245

       CHAPTER LV. MIRABEL SEES HIS WAY. 245

       CHAPTER LVI. ALBAN SEES HIS WAY. 248

       CHAPTER LVII. APPROACHING THE END. 252

       CHAPTER LVIII. A COUNCIL OF TWO. 255

       CHAPTER LIX. THE ACCIDENT AT BELFORD. 258

       CHAPTER LX. OUTSIDE THE ROOM. 263

       CHAPTER LXI. INSIDE THE ROOM. 266

       CHAPTER LXII. DOWNSTAIRS. 273

       CHAPTER LXIII. THE DEFENSE OF MIRABEL. 276

       CHAPTER LXIV. ON THE WAY TO LONDON. 280

       BOOK THE LAST—AT HOME AGAIN. 282

       CHAPTER LXV. CECILIA IN A NEW CHARACTER. 282

       CHAPTER LXVI. ALBAN’S NARRATIVE. 284

       CHAPTER LXVII. THE TRUE CONSOLATION. 289

       POSTSCRIPT. GOSSIP IN THE STUDIO. 291

      BOOK THE FIRST—AT SCHOOL.

      CHAPTER I. THE SMUGGLED SUPPER.

      Outside the bedroom the night was black and still. The small rain fell too softly to be heard in the garden; not a leaf stirred in the airless calm; the watch-dog was asleep, the cats were indoors; far or near, under the murky heaven, not a sound was stirring.

      Inside the bedroom the night was black and still.

      Miss Ladd knew her business as a schoolmistress too well to allow night-lights; and Miss Ladd’s young ladies were supposed to be fast asleep, in accordance with the rules of the house. Only at intervals the silence was faintly disturbed, when the restless turning of one of the girls in her bed betrayed itself by a gentle rustling between the sheets. In the long intervals of stillness, not even the softly audible breathing of young creatures asleep was to be heard.

      The first sound that told of life and movement revealed the mechanical movement of the clock. Speaking from the lower regions, the tongue of Father Time told the hour before midnight.

      A soft voice rose wearily near the door of the room. It counted the strokes of the clock—and reminded one of the girls of the lapse of time.

      “Emily! eleven o’clock.”

      There was no reply. After an interval the weary voice tried again, in louder tones:

      “Emily!”

      A girl, whose bed was at the inner end of the room, sighed under the heavy heat of the night—and said, in peremptory tones, “Is that Cecilia?”

      “Yes.”

      “What do you want?”

      “I’m getting hungry, Emily. Is the new girl asleep?”

      The new girl answered promptly and spitefully, “No, she isn’t.”

      Having a private object of their own in view, the five wise virgins of Miss Ladd’s first class had waited an hour, in wakeful anticipation of the falling asleep of the stranger—and СКАЧАТЬ