-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Томас Харди
-
- Возвращение на родину
-
- Стр. 65/387
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
After
listening
under
the
bank
for
some
minutes
to
the
talk
he
turned
in
a
perplexed
and
doubting
manner
and
began
to
withdraw
as
silently
as
he
had
come
.
That
he
did
not
,
upon
the
whole
,
think
it
advisable
to
interrupt
her
conversation
with
Wildeve
,
without
being
prepared
to
bear
the
whole
weight
of
her
displeasure
,
was
obvious
.
Here
was
a
Scyllaeo
-
Charybdean
position
for
a
poor
boy
.
Pausing
when
again
safe
from
discovery
,
he
finally
decided
to
face
the
pit
phenomenon
as
the
lesser
evil
.
With
a
heavy
sigh
he
retraced
the
slope
,
and
followed
the
path
he
had
followed
before
.
The
light
had
gone
,
the
rising
dust
had
disappeared
—
he
hoped
for
ever
.
He
marched
resolutely
along
,
and
found
nothing
to
alarm
him
till
,
coming
within
a
few
yards
of
the
sandpit
,
he
heard
a
slight
noise
in
front
,
which
led
him
to
halt
.
The
halt
was
but
momentary
,
for
the
noise
resolved
itself
into
the
steady
bites
of
two
animals
grazing
.
“
Two
he
’
th
-
croppers
down
here
,
”
he
said
aloud
.
“
I
have
never
known
’
em
come
down
so
far
afore
.
”
The
animals
were
in
the
direct
line
of
his
path
,
but
that
the
child
thought
little
of
;
he
had
played
round
the
fetlocks
of
horses
from
his
infancy
.
On
coming
nearer
,
however
,
the
boy
was
somewhat
surprised
to
find
that
the
little
creatures
did
not
run
off
,
and
that
each
wore
a
clog
,
to
prevent
his
going
astray
;
this
signified
that
they
had
been
broken
in
.
He
could
now
see
the
interior
of
the
pit
,
which
,
being
in
the
side
of
the
hill
,
had
a
level
entrance
.
In
the
innermost
corner
the
square
outline
of
a
van
appeared
,
with
its
back
towards
him
.
A
light
came
from
the
interior
,
and
threw
a
moving
shadow
upon
the
vertical
face
of
gravel
at
the
further
side
of
the
pit
into
which
the
vehicle
faced
.
The
child
assumed
that
this
was
the
cart
of
a
gipsy
,
and
his
dread
of
those
wanderers
reached
but
to
that
mild
pitch
which
titillates
rather
than
pains
.
Only
a
few
inches
of
mud
wall
kept
him
and
his
family
from
being
gipsies
themselves
.
He
skirted
the
gravel
pit
at
a
respectful
distance
,
ascended
the
slope
,
and
came
forward
upon
the
brow
,
in
order
to
look
into
the
open
door
of
the
van
and
see
the
original
of
the
shadow
.
The
picture
alarmed
the
boy
.
By
a
little
stove
inside
the
van
sat
a
figure
red
from
head
to
heels
—
the
man
who
had
been
Thomasin
’
s
friend
.
He
was
darning
a
stocking
,
which
was
red
like
the
rest
of
him
.
Moreover
,
as
he
darned
he
smoked
a
pipe
,
the
stem
and
bowl
of
which
were
red
also
.
At
this
moment
one
of
the
heath
-
croppers
feeding
in
the
outer
shadows
was
audibly
shaking
off
the
clog
attached
to
its
foot
.
Aroused
by
the
sound
,
the
reddleman
laid
down
his
stocking
,
lit
a
lantern
which
hung
beside
him
,
and
came
out
from
the
van
.
In
sticking
up
the
candle
he
lifted
the
lantern
to
his
face
,
and
the
light
shone
into
the
whites
of
his
eyes
and
upon
his
ivory
teeth
,
which
,
in
contrast
with
the
red
surrounding
,
lent
him
a
startling
aspect
enough
to
the
gaze
of
a
juvenile
.
The
boy
knew
too
well
for
his
peace
of
mind
upon
whose
lair
he
had
lighted
.
Uglier
persons
than
gipsies
were
known
to
cross
Egdon
at
times
,
and
a
reddleman
was
one
of
them
.
