鳩の翼 — ヘンリー・ジェイムズ
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She had looked about the room — she might have been vaguely looking for signs of the duration, of the character of his visit, a momentary aid in taking a decision. "Well, instigation then, as much as you like." She treated it as pleasant, the success of her plea with him ; she made a fresh joke of this direct impression of it. "So much so as that ? Do you know I think I won't wait ? " "Not to see her — after coming?" "Well, with you in the field — ! I came for news of her, but she must be all right. If she is — " But he took her straight up. "Ah how do I know ? " He was moved to say more. "It's not / who am re sponsible for her, my dear. It seems to me it's you." She struck him as making light of a matter that had been costing him sundry qualms; so that they could n't both be quite just. Either she was too easy or he had been too anxious. He did n't want at all events to feel a fool for that. " I 'm doing nothing — and shall not, I assure you, do anything but what I 'm told." Their eyes met with some intensity over the em phasis he had given his words; and he had taken it from her the next moment that he really need n't get into a state. What in the world was the matter ? She asked it, with interest, for all answer. "Isn't she better — if she 's able to see you ? " "She assures me she's in perfect health." Kate's interest grew. "I knew she would." On which she added: "It won't have been really for ill ness that she stayed away last night." 91 The text on this page is estimated to be only 27.86% accurate THE WINGS OF THE DOVE "For what then?" "Well — for nervousness." "Nervousness about what?" "Oh you know!" She spoke with a hint of im patience, smiling however the next moment. "I've told you that." He looked at her to recover in her face what she had told him; then it was as if what he saw there prompted him to say: "What have you told her?" She gave him her controlled smile, and it was all as if they remembered where they were, liable to sur prise, talking with softened voices, even stretching their opportunity, by such talk, beyond a quite right feeling. Milly's room would be close at hand, and yet they were saying things — ! For a moment, none the less, they kept it up. "Ask her, if you like; you 're free — she'll tell you. Act as you think best; don't trouble about what you think I may or may n't have told. I'm all right with her," said Kate. "So there you are." "If you mean here I am," he answered, "it's unmistakeable. If you also mean that her believing in you is all I have to do with you 're so far right as that she certainly does believe in you." "Well then take example by her." "She's really doing it for you," Densher continued. "She's driving me out for you." "In that case," said Kate with her soft tranquil lity, "you can do it a little for her. I'm not afraid," she smiled. He stood before her a moment, taking in again the face she put on it and affected again, as he had al92 The text on this page is estimated to be only 26.70% accurate BOOK SIXTH ready so often been, by more things in this face and in her whole person and presence than he was, to his relief, obliged to find words for. It was n't, under such impressions, a question of words. "I do nothing for any one in the world but you. But for you I '11 do anything." "Good, good," said Kate. "That's how I like you." He waited again an instant. "Then you swear to it?" "To 'it'? To what?" "Why that you do 'like ' me. Since it 's all for that, you know, that I 'm letting you do — well, God knows what with me." She gave at this, with a stare, a disheartened gest ure — the sense of which she immediately further ex pressed. "If you don't believe in me then, after all, had n't you better break off before you 've gone further?" "Break off with you?" " Break off with Milly. You might go now," she said, " and I '11 stay and explain to her why it is." He wondered — as if it struck him. "What would you say ? " "Why that you find you can't stand her, and that there 's nothing for me but to bear with you as I best may." He considered of this. "How much do you abuse me to her ? " "Exactly enough. As much as you see by her a