Chapter XXI
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aveandtheoldhingescracked.Heentered,laughing.
“Ifyouwantedtokeepmeout,yououghttohavebarricadedyourselfupwiththefurniture.”
Berthawasdisinclinedtotreatthematterlightly.“Ifyoucomein,”shesaid,“Ishallgoout.”
“Ohno,youwon’t!”hesaid,draggingabigchestofdrawersinfrontofthedoor.
Berthagotupandputonayellowsilkdressing-gown,whichwasreallymostbecoming.
“I’llspendthenightonthesofathen,”shesaid.“Idon’twanttoquarrelwithyouanymoreortomakeascene.IhavewrittentoAuntPolly,andthedayafterto-morrowIshallgotoLondon.”
“Iwasgoingtosuggestthatachangeofairwoulddoyougood.Ithinkyournervesareabitgroggy.”
“It’sverygoodofyoutotakeaninterestinmynerves,”shereplied,withascornfulglance,settlingherselfonthesofa.
“Areyoureallygoingtosleepthere?”hesaid,gettingintobed.
“Itlookslikeit.”
“You’llfinditawfullycold.ButIdaresayyou’llthinkbetterofitinanhour.I’mgoingtoturnthelightout.Good-night!”
Berthadidnotanswer,andinafewminutesshewasangrilylisteningtohissnores.Couldhereallybeasleep?Itwasinfamousthathesleptsocalmly.
“Edward,”shecalled.
Therewasnoanswer,butshecouldnotbringherselftobelievethathewassleeping.Shecouldneverevenclosehereyes.Hemustbepretending—toannoyher.Shewantedtotouchhim,butfearedthathewouldburstoutlaughing.Shefeltindeedhorriblycold,andpiledrugsanddressesoverher.Itrequiredgreatfortitudenottosneakbacktobed.Shewasunhappyandthirsty.Nothingissodisagreeableasthewaterintoilet-bottles,withtheglasstastingoftooth-washbutshegulpedsomedown,thoughitalmostmadehersick,andthenwalkedabouttheroom,turningoverhermanifoldwrongs.Edwardsleptoninsufferably.Shemadeanoisetowakehim,buthedidnotstirsheknockeddownatablewithaclattersufficienttodisturbthedead,butherhusbandwasinsensible.Thenshelookedatthebed,wonderingwhethershedaredliedownforanhour,andtrusttowakingbeforehim.Shewassocoldthatshedeterminedtoriskit,feelingcertainthatshewouldnotsleeplongshewalkedtothebed.
“Comingtobedafterall?”saidEdward,inasleepyvoice.
Shestopped,andherheartrosetohermouth.“Iwascomingformypillow,”sherepliedindignantly,thankingherstarsthathehadnotspokenaminutelater.
Shereturnedtothesofa,andeventuallymakingherselfverycomfortable,fellasleep.Inthisblissfulconditionshecontinuedtillthemorning,andwhensheawokeEdwardwasdrawinguptheblind