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THE COMPLETE FORSYTE SAGA SERIES: The Forsyte Saga, A Modern Comedy, End of the Chapter & On Forsyte 'Change (A Prequel). John Galsworthy
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Автор произведения John Galsworthy
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It was already growing dark when at last he opened the door, and stood listening. Not a sound! A milky twilight crept about the stairway and the landings below. He had turned back when a sound caught his ear. Peering down, he saw a black shape moving, and his heart stood still. What was it? Death? The shape of Death coming from her door? No! only a maid without cap or apron. She came to the foot of his flight of stairs and said breathlessly:
"The doctor wants to see you, sir."
He ran down. She stood flat against the wall to let him pass, and said:
"Oh, Sir! it's over."
"Over?" said Soames, with a sort of menace; "what d'you mean?"
"It's born, sir."
He dashed up the four steps in front of him, and came suddenly on the doctor in the dim passage. The man was wiping his brow.
"Well?" he said; "quick!"
"Both living; it's all right, I think."
Soames stood quite still, covering his eyes.
"I congratulate you," he heard the doctor say; "it was touch and go."
Soames let fall the hand which was covering his face.
"Thanks," he said; "thanks very much. What is it?"
"Daughter—luckily; a son would have killed her—the head."
A daughter!
"The utmost care of both," he hears the doctor say, "and we shall do. When does the mother come?"
"To-night, between nine and ten, I hope."
"I'll stay till then. Do you want to see them?"
"Not now," said Soames; "before you go. I'll have dinner sent up to you." And he went downstairs.
Relief unspeakable, and yet—a daughter! It seemed to him unfair. To have taken that risk—to have been through this agony—and what agony!—for a daughter! He stood before the blazing fire of wood logs in the hall, touching it with his toe and trying to readjust himself. 'My father!' he thought. A bitter disappointment, no disguising it! One never got all one wanted in this life! And there was no other—at least, if there was, it was no use!
While he was standing there, a telegram was brought him.
"Come up at once, your father sinking fast.—MOTHER."
He read it with a choking sensation. One would have thought he couldn't feel anything after these last hours, but he felt this. Half-past seven, a train from Reading at nine, and madame's train, if she had caught it, came in at eight-forty—he would meet that, and go on. He ordered the carriage, ate some dinner mechanically, and went upstairs. The doctor came out to him.
"They're sleeping."
"I won't go in," said Soames with relief. "My father's dying; I have to—go up. Is it all right?"
The doctor's face expressed a kind of doubting admiration. 'If they were all as unemotional' he might have been saying.
"Yes, I think you may go with an easy mind. You'll be down soon?"
"To-morrow," said Soames. "Here's the address."
The doctor seemed to hover on the verge of sympathy.
"Good-night!" said Soames abruptly, and turned away. He put on his fur coat. Death! It was a chilly business. He smoked a cigarette in the carriage—one of his rare cigarettes. The night was windy and flew on black wings; the carriage lights had to search out the way. His father! That old, old man! A comfortless night—to die!
The London train came in just as he reached the station, and Madame Lamotte, substantial, dark-clothed, very yellow in the lamplight, came towards the exit with a dressing-bag.
"This all you have?" asked Soames.
"But yes; I had not the time. How is my little one?"
"Doing well—both. A girl!"
"A girl! What joy! I had a frightful crossing!"
Her black bulk, solid, unreduced by the frightful crossing, climbed into the brougham.
"And you, mon cher?"
"My father's dying," said Soames between his teeth. "I'm going up. Give my love to Annette."
"Tiens!" murmured Madame Lamotte; "quel malheur!"
Soames took his hat off, and moved towards his train. 'The French!' he thought.
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