第54部分

請關閉瀏覽器的閱讀/暢讀/小說模式並且關閉廣告遮蔽過濾功能，避免出現內容無法顯示或者段落錯亂。

a　very　well…mannered　lad；　I　remember；〃　said　her

father。

〃Oh！　did　I　ask　you　to　stay　the　night？　I　always　used　to　ask

people　to　stay　the　night。　I　believe　it　was　rather　trying　for　my

mother。〃

There　was　a　general　laugh。　Ursula　rose。　She　had　to　go。

At　the　click　of　the　latch　everybody　looked　round。　The　girl

hung　in　the　doorway；　seized　with　a　moment's　fierce　confusion。

She　was　going　to　be　good…looking。　Now　she　had　an　attractive

gawkiness；　as　she　hung　a　moment；　not　knowing　how　to　carry　her

shoulders。　Her　dark　hair　was　tied　behind；　her　yellow…brown　eyes

shone　without　direction。　Behind　her；　in　the　parlour；　was　the

soft　light　of　a　lamp　upon　open　books。

A　superficial　readiness　took　her　to　her　Uncle　Tom；　who　kissed

her；　greeting　her　with　warmth；　making　a　show　of　intimate

possession　of　her；　and　at　the　same　time　leaving　evident　his　own

plete　detachment。

But　she　wanted　to　turn　to　the　stranger。　He　was　standing　back

a　little；　waiting。　He　was　a　young　man　with　very　clear　greyish

eyes　that　waited　until　they　were　called　upon；　before　they　took

expression。

Something　in　his　self…possessed　waiting　moved　her；　and　she

broke　into　a　confused；　rather　beautiful　laugh　as　she　gave　him

her　hand；　catching　her　breath　like　an　excited　child。　His　hand

closed　over　hers　very　close；　very　near；　he　bowed；　and　his　eyes

were　watching　her　with　some　attention。　She　felt　proud……her

spirit　leapt　to　life。

〃You　don't　know　Mr。　Skrebensky；　Ursula；〃　came　her　Uncle　Tom's

intimate　voice。　She　lifted　her　face　with　an　impulsive　flash　to

the　stran