malvina of brittany-第31部分

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to　himself　anything　else。　　And　each　succeeding　evening　again。　　He
never　remembered　how　many。　　For　a　time　he　would　sit　watching　the
path　by　which　she　had　always　come；　and　when　the　hour　was　long　past
he　would　rise　and　walk　towards　the　gate；　look　east　and　west；　and
then　return。　　One　evening　he　stopped　one　of　the　park…keepers　and
questioned　him。　　Yes；　the　man　remembered　her　quite　well：　　the　young
lady　with　the　fawn　gloves。　　She　had　come　once　or　twicemaybe
oftener；　the　park…keeper　could　not　be　sureand　had　waited。　　No；
there　had　been　nothing　to　show　that　she　was　in　any　way　upset。　　She
had　just　sat　there　for　a　time；　now　and　then　walking　a　little　way　and
then　coming　back　again；　until　the　closing　hour；　and　then　she　had
gone。　　He　left　his　address　with　the　park…keeper。　　The　man　promised
to　let　him　know　if　he　ever　saw　her　there　again。

Sometimes；　instead　of　the　park；　he　would　haunt　the　mean　streets
about　Lisson　Grove　and　far　beyond　the　other　side　of　the　Edgware
Road；　pacing　them　till　night　fell。　　But　he　never　found　her。

He　wondered；　beating　against　the　bars　of　his　poverty；　if　money　would
have　helped　him。　　But　the　grim；　endless　city；　hiding　its　million
secrets；　seemed　to　mock　the　thought。　　A　few　pounds　he　had　scraped
together　he　spent　in　advertisements；　but　he　expected　no　response；
and　none　came。　　It　was　not　likely　she　would　see　them。

And　so　after　a　time　the　park；　and　even　the　streets　round　about　it；
became　hateful　to　him；　and　he　moved　away　to　another　part　of　London；
hoping　to　forget。　　But　he　never　quite　succeeded。　　Always　it　would
come　back　to　him　when　he　was　not　thinking：　　the　broad；　quiet　walk
with　its　prim　trees　and　gay　beds　of　flowers。　　And　always　he　would
see　her　seated　there；　framed　by　the　fading　light。　　At　least；　that
much　of　her：　　the　little　spiritual　face；　and　the　brown　shoes
pointing　downwards；　and　between　them　the　little　fawn　gloves　folded
upon　her　lap。







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