[Sylvia’s Lovers Vol. III by Elizabeth Gaskell]@TWC D-Link bookSylvia’s Lovers Vol. III CHAPTER XXXI 4/15
She looked at him with the mute reproach which some of us see (God help us!) in the eyes of the dead, as they come before our sad memories in the night-season; looked at him with such a solemn, searching look, never saying a word of reply or defence.
Then she lay down, motionless and silent.
He had been instantly stung with remorse for his speech; the words were not beyond his lips when an agony had entered his heart; but her steady, dilated eyes had kept him dumb and motionless as if by a spell. Now he rushed to the bed on which she lay, and half knelt, half threw himself upon it, imploring her to forgive him; regardless for the time of any evil consequences to her, it seemed as if he must have her pardon--her relenting--at any price, even if they both died in the act of reconciliation.
But she lay speechless, and, as far as she could be, motionless, the bed trembling under her with the quivering she could not still. Philip's wild tones caught the nurse's ears, and she entered full of the dignified indignation of wisdom. 'Are yo' for killing yo'r wife, measter ?' she asked.
'She's noane so strong as she can bear flytin' and scoldin', nor will she be for many a week to come.
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