-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Чарльз Диккенс
-
- Дэвид Копперфильд
-
- Стр. 561/820
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
‘
It
looks
like
him
,
’
I
replied
,
as
carelessly
as
I
could
.
Uriah
stopped
short
,
put
his
hands
between
his
great
knobs
of
knees
,
and
doubled
himself
up
with
laughter
.
With
perfectly
silent
laughter
.
Not
a
sound
escaped
from
him
.
I
was
so
repelled
by
his
odious
behaviour
,
particularly
by
this
concluding
instance
,
that
I
turned
away
without
any
ceremony
;
and
left
him
doubled
up
in
the
middle
of
the
garden
,
like
a
scarecrow
in
want
of
support
.
It
was
not
on
that
evening
;
but
,
as
I
well
remember
,
on
the
next
evening
but
one
,
which
was
a
Sunday
;
that
I
took
Agnes
to
see
Dora
.
I
had
arranged
the
visit
,
beforehand
,
with
Miss
Lavinia
;
and
Agnes
was
expected
to
tea
.
I
was
in
a
flutter
of
pride
and
anxiety
;
pride
in
my
dear
little
betrothed
,
and
anxiety
that
Agnes
should
like
her
.
All
the
way
to
Putney
,
Agnes
being
inside
the
stage
-
coach
,
and
I
outside
,
I
pictured
Dora
to
myself
in
every
one
of
the
pretty
looks
I
knew
so
well
;
now
making
up
my
mind
that
I
should
like
her
to
look
exactly
as
she
looked
at
such
a
time
,
and
then
doubting
whether
I
should
not
prefer
her
looking
as
she
looked
at
such
another
time
;
and
almost
worrying
myself
into
a
fever
about
it
.
I
was
troubled
by
no
doubt
of
her
being
very
pretty
,
in
any
case
;
but
it
fell
out
that
I
had
never
seen
her
look
so
well
.
She
was
not
in
the
drawing
-
room
when
I
presented
Agnes
to
her
little
aunts
,
but
was
shyly
keeping
out
of
the
way
.
I
knew
where
to
look
for
her
,
now
;
and
sure
enough
I
found
her
stopping
her
ears
again
,
behind
the
same
dull
old
door
.
At
first
she
wouldn
’
t
come
at
all
;
and
then
she
pleaded
for
five
minutes
by
my
watch
.
When
at
length
she
put
her
arm
through
mine
,
to
be
taken
to
the
drawing
-
room
,
her
charming
little
face
was
flushed
,
and
had
never
been
so
pretty
.
But
,
when
we
went
into
the
room
,
and
it
turned
pale
,
she
was
ten
thousand
times
prettier
yet
.
Dora
was
afraid
of
Agnes
.
She
had
told
me
that
she
knew
Agnes
was
‘
too
clever
’
.
But
when
she
saw
her
looking
at
once
so
cheerful
and
so
earnest
,
and
so
thoughtful
,
and
so
good
,
she
gave
a
faint
little
cry
of
pleased
surprise
,
and
just
put
her
affectionate
arms
round
Agnes
’
s
neck
,
and
laid
her
innocent
cheek
against
her
face
.
I
never
was
so
happy
.
I
never
was
so
pleased
as
when
I
saw
those
two
sit
down
together
,
side
by
side
.
As
when
I
saw
my
little
darling
looking
up
so
naturally
to
those
cordial
eyes
.
As
when
I
saw
the
tender
,
beautiful
regard
which
Agnes
cast
upon
her
.
Miss
Lavinia
and
Miss
Clarissa
partook
,
in
their
way
,
of
my
joy
.
It
was
the
pleasantest
tea
-
table
in
the
world
.
Miss
Clarissa
presided
.
I
cut
and
handed
the
sweet
seed
-
cake
—
the
little
sisters
had
a
bird
-
like
fondness
for
picking
up
seeds
and
pecking
at
sugar
;
Miss
Lavinia
looked
on
with
benignant
patronage
,
as
if
our
happy
love
were
all
her
work
;
and
we
were
perfectly
contented
with
ourselves
and
one
another
.
