-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Чарльз Диккенс
-
- Крошка Доррит
-
- Стр. 178/761
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
‘
Justified
it
to
yourself
?
I
said
you
were
the
most
determined
woman
on
the
face
of
the
earth
(
or
I
meant
to
say
so
)
,
and
if
you
are
determined
to
justify
any
object
you
entertain
,
of
course
you
’
ll
do
it
.
’
‘
Man
!
I
justify
myself
by
the
authority
of
these
Books
,
’
she
cried
,
with
stern
emphasis
,
and
appearing
from
the
sound
that
followed
to
strike
the
dead
-
weight
of
her
arm
upon
the
table
.
‘
Never
mind
that
,
’
returned
Jeremiah
calmly
,
‘
we
won
’
t
enter
into
that
question
at
present
.
However
that
may
be
,
you
carry
out
your
purposes
,
and
you
make
everything
go
down
before
them
.
Now
,
I
won
’
t
go
down
before
them
.
I
have
been
faithful
to
you
,
and
useful
to
you
,
and
I
am
attached
to
you
.
But
I
can
’
t
consent
,
and
I
won
’
t
consent
,
and
I
never
did
consent
,
and
I
never
will
consent
to
be
lost
in
you
.
Swallow
up
everybody
else
,
and
welcome
.
The
peculiarity
of
my
temper
is
,
ma
’
am
,
that
I
won
’
t
be
swallowed
up
alive
.
’
Perhaps
this
had
originally
been
the
mainspring
of
the
understanding
between
them
.
Descrying
thus
much
of
force
of
character
in
Mr
Flintwinch
,
perhaps
Mrs
Clennam
had
deemed
alliance
with
him
worth
her
while
.
‘
Enough
and
more
than
enough
of
the
subject
,
’
said
she
gloomily
.
‘
Unless
you
drop
down
upon
me
again
,
’
returned
the
persistent
Flintwinch
,
‘
and
then
you
must
expect
to
hear
of
it
again
.
’
Mistress
Affery
dreamed
that
the
figure
of
her
lord
here
began
walking
up
and
down
the
room
,
as
if
to
cool
his
spleen
,
and
that
she
ran
away
;
but
that
,
as
he
did
not
issue
forth
when
she
had
stood
listening
and
trembling
in
the
shadowy
hall
a
little
time
,
she
crept
up
-
stairs
again
,
impelled
as
before
by
ghosts
and
curiosity
,
and
once
more
cowered
outside
the
door
.
‘
Please
to
light
the
candle
,
Flintwinch
,
’
Mrs
Clennam
was
saying
,
apparently
wishing
to
draw
him
back
into
their
usual
tone
.
‘
It
is
nearly
time
for
tea
.
Little
Dorrit
is
coming
,
and
will
find
me
in
the
dark
.
’
Mr
Flintwinch
lighted
the
candle
briskly
,
and
said
as
he
put
it
down
upon
the
table
:
