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CHAPTERI
IfithadnotrainedonacertainMay
ranka
morning
ValancyStirling’swholelifewouldhavebeenentirelydifferent.
Shewouldhave
poszłaby
gone
,withtherestofherclan,toAuntWellington’sengagementpicnic
a
and
Dr.Trentwouldhave
poszłaby
gone
toMontreal.
Butitdidrain
i
and
youshallhearwhathappenedtoherbecauseofit.
Valancywakenedearly,inthelifeless,hopelesshourjustprecedingdawn.
Shehadnot
spała
slept
verywell.
Onedoesnot
śpi
sleep
well,sometimes,whenoneistwenty-nineonthemorrow,
i
and
unmarried,inacommunity
i
and
connectionwheretheunmarriedaresimplythose
którzy
who
havefailedtogetaman.
Deerwood
i
and
theStirlingshadlong
od
since
relegatedValancytohopelessoldmaidenhood.
Ale
But
Valancyherselfhadneverquiterelinquishedacertainpitiful,shamed,little
nadziei
hope
thatRomancewouldcomeher
drogę
way
yet—never,untilthiswet,horrible
ranka
morning
,whenshewakenedtothe
faktem
fact
thatshewastwenty-nine
i
and
unsoughtbyanyman.
Ay,
tam
there
laythesting.
Valancydidnotmindsomuchbeinganoldmaid.
Afterall,she
pomyślała
thought
,beinganoldmaidcouldn’tpossiblybeasdreadfulasbeingmarriedtoan
Wujka
Uncle
WellingtonoranUncleBenjamin,
lub
or
evenanUncleHerbert.
Whathurtherwas
że
that
shehadneverhadachancetobeanythingbut
to
an
oldmaid.
Nomanhadeverdesired
jej
her
.
Thetearscameintohereyesasshe
leżała
lay
therealoneinthefaintlygreyingdarkness.
Shedarednotletherselfcryashardasshewantedto,for
dwóch
two
reasons.
Shewasafraid
że
that
cryingmightbringon
kolejny
another
attackofthatpain
wokół
around
theheart.
Shehad
miała
had
aspellofit
po
after
shehadgotintobed—ratherworse
niż
than
anyshehadhad
jeszcze
yet
.
Andshewasafraidher
matka
mother
wouldnoticeherredeyesatbreakfast
i
and
keepatherwithminute,persistent,mosquito-likequestionsregardingthecausethereof.
“Suppose,”
pomyślał
thought
Valancywithaghastlygrin,“Iansweredwiththeplaintruth,‘Iamcrying
bo
because
Icannotgetmarried.’
Jak
How
horrifiedMotherwouldbe—thoughsheisashamed
każdego
every
dayofherlifeofheroldmaiddaughter.”
Ale
But
ofcourseappearancesshouldbekeptup.
“Itisnot,”Valancycould
usłyszeć
hear
hermother’sprim,dictatorialvoiceasserting,“itisnotmaidenlyto
myśleć
think
aboutmen.”
Thethoughtofhermother’sexpressionmadeValancylaugh—forshe
miała
had
asenseofhumournobodyinherclansuspected.
Forthatmatter,
nie
there
wereagoodmanythingsaboutValancythat
nikt nie
nobody
suspected.
Butherlaughterwas
bardzo
very
superficialandpresentlyshe
leżała
lay
there,ahuddled,futile
mała
little
figure,listeningtotherainpouringdown
zewnątrz
outside
andwatching,withasickdistaste,thechill,mercilesslightcreepingintoherugly,sordidroom.
She
znała
knew
theuglinessofthatroombyheart—knewit
i
and
hatedit.
Theyellow-paintedfloor,
z
with
onehideous,“hooked”rugbythe
łóżku
bed
,withagrotesque,“hooked”
psem
dog
onit,alwaysgrinningather
kiedy
when
sheawoke;
thefaded,dark-redpaper;
theceilingdiscolouredby
stare
old
leaksandcrossedbycracks;
thenarrow,pinched
mała
little
washstand;
thebrown-paperlambrequin
z
with
purplerosesonit;
thespotted
stare
old
looking-glasswiththecrackacrossit,proppedupontheinadequatedressing-table;
thejarofancientpotpourrimadebyher
matkę
mother
inhermythicalhoneymoon;
theshell-coveredbox,
z
with
oneburstcorner,whichCousinStickleshad
zrobiła
made
inherequallymythicalgirlhood;
thebeadedpincushion
z
with
halfitsbeadfringegone;
the
jedno
one
stiff,yellowchair;
thefaded
stare
old
motto,“Gonebutnotforgotten,”workedincolouredyarns
o
about
Great-grand-motherStirling’sgrimold
twarzy
face
;
theoldphotographsofancientrelatives
dawno
long
banishedfromtheroomsbelow.
Nie
There
wereonlytwopicturesthatwerenotofrelatives.
Jeden
One
,anoldchromoofapuppysittingonarainydoorstep.
Że
That
picturealwaysmadeValancyunhappy.
Thatforlorn
mały
little
dogcrouchedonthedoorstepin
ten
the
drivingrain!
Whydidn’tsomeoneopenthe
drzwi
door
andlethimin?
Theotherpicturewasafaded,passe-partoutedengravingofQueenLouisecomingdownastairway,
które
which
AuntWellingtonhadlavishly
dał
given
heronhertenthbirthday.
Fornineteenyearsshehadlookedatit
i
and
hatedit,beautiful,smug,self-satisfiedQueenLouise.
Ale
But
sheneverdareddestroyitorremove
go
it
.
MotherandCousinStickleswould
miałby
have
beenaghast,or,asValancyirreverentlyexpresseditinherthoughts,would
miałby
have
hadafit.
Everyroominthe
domu
house
wasugly,ofcourse.
Ale
But
downstairsappearanceswerekeptupsomewhat.
Therewasnomoneyforroomsnobodyever
widział
saw
.
Valancysometimesfeltthatshecouldhavedone
coś
something
forherroomherself,
nawet
even
withoutmoney,ifshewerepermitted.
Ale
But
hermotherhadnegativedeverytimidsuggestion
a
and
Valancydidnotpersist.
Valancy
nigdy nie
never
persisted.
Shewasafraidto.
Her
matka
mother
couldnotbrookopposition.
Mrs.Stirlingwouldsulkfordays
jeśli
if
offended,withtheairsofaninsultedduchess.
TheonlythingValancylikedaboutherroomwas
że
that
shecouldbealone
tam
there
atnighttocry
jeśli
if
shewantedto.
But,afterall,whatdiditmatter
jeśli
if
aroom,whichyouusedfornothingexceptsleeping
i
and
dressingin,wereugly?
Valancywas
nigdy nie
never
permittedtostayaloneinherroomfor
żadnego
any
otherpurpose.
Peoplewhowantedtobealone,soMrs.FrederickStirling
i
and
CousinSticklesbelieved,could
tylko
only
wanttobealoneforsomesinisterpurpose.
Ale
But
herroomintheBlueCastlewaseverythingaroomshouldbe.
Valancy,socowed
i
and
subduedandoverriddenandsnubbedinreallife,waswonttoletherselfgorathersplendidlyinherday-dreams.
NobodyintheStirlingclan,oritsramifications,suspected
tego
this
,leastofallher
matka
mother
andCousinStickles.
They
nigdy nie
never
knewthatValancyhad
dwa
two
homes—theuglyredbrickboxofahome,onElm
Street
Street
,andtheBlueCastleinSpain.
Valancyhad
żyła
lived
spirituallyintheBlueCastleeversinceshecouldremember.
Shehadbeena
bardzo
very
tinychildwhenshefoundherselfpossessedofit.
Zawsze
Always
,whensheshuthereyes,shecould
widziała
see
itplainly,withitsturrets
i
and
bannersonthepine-cladmountainheight,wrappedinitsfaint,blueloveliness,againstthesunsetskiesofafair
i
and
unknownland.
Everythingwonderful
i
and
beautifulwasinthatcastle.
Jewels
które
that
queensmighthaveworn;
robesofmoonlight
i
and
fire;
couchesofroses
i
and
gold;
longflightsofshallowmarblesteps,withgreat,whiteurns,
i
and
withslender,mist-cladmaidensgoing
górę
up
anddownthem;
courts,marble-pillared,
gdzie
where
shimmeringfountainsfellandnightingales
śpiewały
sang
amongthemyrtles;
hallsofmirrors
które
that
reflectedonlyhandsomeknights
i
and
lovelywomen—herselftheloveliestofall,forwhoseglancemendied.
All
że
that
supportedherthroughtheboredomofherdayswasthehopeof
pójdzie
going
onadreamspreeat
nocy
night
.
Most,ifnotall,oftheStirlingswouldhavediedofhorror
jeśli
if
theyhadknownhalfthethingsValancy
zrobiła
did
inherBlueCastle.
Foronethingshe
miała
had
quiteafewloversinit.
Oh,
tylko
only
oneatatime.
One
który
who
wooedherwithall
ten
the
romanticardouroftheageofchivalry
i
and
wonherafterlongdevotion
i
and
manydeedsofderring-do,
i
and
wasweddedtoherwithpomp
i
and
circumstanceinthegreat,banner-hungchapelof
ten
the
BlueCastle.
Attwelve,
ten
this
loverwasafairlad
ze
with
goldencurlsandheavenlyblueeyes.
Atfifteen,hewastall
i
and
darkandpale,but
nadal
still
necessarilyhandsome.
Attwenty,hewasascetic,dreamy,spiritual.
Attwenty-five,he
miał
had
aclean-cutjaw,slightlygrim,andafacestrongandruggedratherthanhandsome.
Valancy
nigdy nie
never
grewolderthantwenty-fiveinherBlueCastle,
ale
but
recently—veryrecently—herherohad
miała
had
reddish,tawnyhair,atwistedsmile
i
and
amysteriouspast.
Idon’tsayValancydeliberatelymurdered
tych
these
loversassheoutgrew
ich
them
.
Onesimplyfadedawayasanothercame.
Thingsare
bardzo
very
convenientinthisrespectinBlueCastles.
Ale
But
,onthismorningofher
dniu
day
offate,Valancycouldnot
znaleźć
find
thekeyofherBlueCastle.
Realitypressedonher
zbyt
too
hardly,barkingatherheels
jak
like
amaddeninglittledog.
Shewastwenty-nine,lonely,undesired,ill-favoured—theonlyhomely
dziewczyna
girl
inahandsomeclan,with
bez
no
pastandnofuture.
Asfarasshecould
patrzeć
look
back,lifewasdrab
i
and
colourless,withnotonesinglecrimson
lub
or
purplespotanywhere.
Asfarasshecould
patrzeć
look
forwarditseemedcertaintobejustthesameuntilshewas
niczym
nothing
butasolitary,littlewitheredleafclingingtoawintrybough.
Themomentwhena
kobieta
woman
realisesthatshehasnothingto
żyć
live
for—neitherlove,duty,purposenorhope—holdsforherthebitternessof
śmierci
death
.
“AndIjusthavetogoonliving
bo
because
Ican’tstop.
I
może
may
havetoliveeightyyears,”
pomyślał
thought
Valancy,inakindofpanic.
“We’reallhorriblylong-lived.
Itsickensmeto
myślę
think
ofit.”
Shewasgladitwasraining—orrather,shewasdrearilysatisfied
że
that
itwasraining.
Therewouldbenopicnicthat
dnia
day
.
Thisannualpicnic,wherebyAunt
i
and
UncleWellington—onealwaysthoughtoftheminthatsuccession—inevitablycelebratedtheirengagementatapicnicthirtyyearsbefore,hadbeen,oflateyears,averitablenightmaretoValancy.
Byanimpishcoincidenceitwas
ten
the
samedayasherbirthday
i
and
,aftershehadpassedtwenty-five,
nikt nie
nobody
letherforgetit.
Muchasshe
nienawidziła
hated
goingtothepicnic,itwould
nigdy nie
never
haveoccurredtohertorebel
przeciwko
against
it.
Thereseemedtobe
nic
nothing
oftherevolutionaryinhernature.
I
And
sheknewexactlywhateveryonewould
powie
say
toheratthepicnic.
Wujek
Uncle
Wellington,whomshedisliked
i
and
despisedeventhoughhehadfulfilledthehighestStirlingaspiration,“marryingmoney,”wouldsaytoherinapig’swhisper,“Not
myślę
thinking
ofgettingmarriedyet,mydear?”
a
and
thengooffintothebellowoflaughterwithwhichheinvariablyconcludedhisdullremarks.
AuntWellington,ofwhomValancystoodinabjectawe,wouldtellher
o
about
Olive’snewchiffondress
i
and
Cecil’slastdevotedletter.
Valancywouldhaveto
wyglądać
look
aspleasedandinterestedasifthedress
i
and
letterhadbeenhersorelseAuntWellingtonwouldbeoffended.
A
And
Valancyhadlongagodecided
że
that
shewouldratheroffendGod
niż
than
AuntWellington,becauseGodmightforgiveher
ale
but
AuntWellingtonneverwould.
AuntAlberta,enormouslyfat,withanamiablehabitof
zawsze
always
referringtoherhusbandas“he,”asifhewerethe
jedynym
only
malecreatureinthe
świecie
world
,whocouldneverforgetthatshehadbeenagreatbeautyinheryouth,wouldcondolewithValancyonhersallowskin—.
“Idon’t
wiem
know
whyallthegirlsoftodayaresosunburned.
Kiedy
When
Iwasagirlmyskinwasroses
i
and
cream.
IwascountedtheprettiestgirlinCanada,mydear.”
Może
Perhaps
UncleHerbertwouldn’tsayanything—or
może
perhaps
hewouldremarkjocularly,“Howfatyou’regetting,Doss!”
A
And
theneverybodywouldlaughovertheexcessivelyhumorous
idei
idea
ofpoor,scrawnylittleDossgettingfat.
Handsome,solemn
Wujek
Uncle
James,whomValancydisliked
ale
but
respectedbecausehewasreputedtobe
bardzo
very
cleverandwasthereforetheclanoracle—brainsbeingnone
zbyt
too
plentifulintheStirlingconnection—would
prawdopodobnie
probably
remarkwiththeowl-likesarcasmthat
miał
had
wonhimhisreputation,“Isupposeyou’rebusywithyourhope-chest
tych
these
days?”
AndUncleBenjaminwouldask
niektóre
some
ofhisabominableconundrums,
między
between
wheezychuckles,andanswerthemhimself.
“Whatisthedifference
między
between
Dossandamouse?
“Themousewishestoharmthecheese
a
and
Dosswishestocharmthehe’s.”
Valancyhad
słyszała
heard
himaskthatriddlefiftytimes
i
and
everytimeshewantedtothrow
czymś
something
athim.
Butshenever
zrobiła
did
.
Inthefirstplace,theStirlingssimplydidnotthrowthings;
inthe
po drugie
second
place,UncleBenjaminwasawealthyandchildlessoldwidowerandValancyhadbeenbrought
się
up
inthefearandadmonitionofhismoney.
Jeśli
If
sheoffendedhimhewould
wyciął
cut
heroutofhiswill—supposingshewereinit.
Valancydidnotwanttobecutoutof
Wujka
Uncle
Benjamin’swill.
Shehadbeenpoorallherlife
i
and
knewthegallingbitternessofit.
Sosheenduredhisriddles
a
and
evensmiledtorturedlittlesmilesover
nich
them
.
AuntIsabel,downrightanddisagreeableasaneastwind,wouldcriticiseherinsomeway—Valancycouldnotpredictjusthow,forAuntIsabel
nigdy nie
never
repeatedacriticism—shefound
coś
something
newwithwhichtojabyoueverytime.
AuntIsabelpridedherselfonsayingwhatshethought,
ale
but
didn’tlikeitsowell
gdy
when
otherpeoplesaidwhattheythoughtto
jej
her
.
Valancyneversaidwhatshe
myśli
thought
.
CousinGeorgiana—namedafterhergreat-great-grand-mother,
którzy
who
hadbeennamedafterGeorgetheFourth—wouldrecountdolorouslythenamesofallrelativesandfriends
którzy
who
haddiedsincethelastpicnicandwonder“whichofus
będzie
will
bethefirsttogonext.”
Oppressivelycompetent,AuntMildredwouldtalkendlesslyofherhusband
i
and
herodiousprodigiesofbabiestoValancy,
ponieważ
because
Valancywouldbethe
jedynym
only
oneshecouldfindtoputupwith
to
it
.
Forthesamereason,CousinGladys—reallyFirstCousinGladys
raz
once
removed,accordingtothestrictwayin
która
which
theStirlingstabulatedrelationship—atall,thin
dama
lady
whoadmittedshehadasensitivedisposition,woulddescribeminutelythetorturesofherneuritis.
AndOlive,thewonder
dziewczyna
girl
ofthewholeStirlingclan,whohad
wszystko
everything
Valancyhadnot—beauty,popularity,love,—wouldshowoffherbeautyandpresumeonherpopularityandflauntherdiamondinsigniaof
miłość
love
inValancy’sdazzled,enviouseyes.
Nie
There
wouldbenoneofall
tego
this
today.
Andtherewouldbenopackingupofteaspoons.
Thepackingupwas
zawsze
always
leftforValancyandCousinStickles.
I
And
once,sixyearsago,asilverteaspoonfromAuntWellington’swedding
zestawu
set
hadbeenlost.
Valancy
nigdy nie
never
heardthelastofthatsilverteaspoon.
ItsghostappearedBanquo-likeateverysubsequentfamilyfeast.
Oh,
tak
yes
,Valancyknewexactlywhatthepicnicwouldbe
jak
like
andsheblessedtherain
który
that
hadsavedherfromit.
Therewouldbenopicnic
tym
this
year.
IfAuntWellingtoncouldnotcelebrateonthesacred
dzień
day
itselfshewouldhave
nie
no
celebrationatall.
Thankwhatevergodstherewereforthat.
Ponieważ
Since
therewouldbenopicnic,Valancymade
się
up
hermindthat,iftherainheld
się
up
intheafternoon,shewould
pójdzie
go
uptothelibrary
i
and
getanotherofJohnFoster’sbooks.
Valancywas
nigdy nie
never
allowedtoreadnovels,
ale
but
JohnFoster’sbookswerenotnovels.
Theywere“naturebooks”—sothelibrariantoldMrs.FrederickStirling—“all
o
about
thewoodsandbirds
i
and
bugsandthingslikethat,youknow.”
SoValancywasallowedto
przeczytać
read
them—underprotest,foritwasonly
zbyt
too
evidentthatsheenjoyedthem
zbyt
too
much.
Itwaspermissible,
nawet
even
laudable,toreadtoimproveyourmindandyourreligion,
ale
but
abookthatwasenjoyablewasdangerous.
Valancydidnot
wiedziała
know
whetherhermindwasbeingimprovedornot;
ale
but
shefeltvaguelythatifshehadcomeacrossJohnFoster’sbooksyearsagolifemighthavebeenadifferentthingfor
niej
her
.
Theyseemedtohertoyieldglimpsesofaworldinto
który
which
shemightoncehaveentered,
chociaż
though
thedoorwasforeverbarredtoher
teraz
now
.
Itwasonlywithinthelast
roku
year
thatJohnFoster’sbookshadbeenintheDeerwoodlibrary,
chociaż
though
thelibrariantoldValancy
że
that
hehadbeenawell-knownwriterforseveralyears.
“Wheredoeshelive?”
Valancyhad
zapytał
asked
.
“Nobodyknows.
Fromhisbookshe
musi
must
beaCanadian,but
nie
no
moreinformationcanbe
ma
had
.
Hispublisherswon’tsaya
słowa
word
.
QuitelikelyJohnFosterisanomdeplume.
Hisbooksaresopopularwecan’t
utrzymać
keep
theminatall,
chociaż
though
Ireallycan’tseewhatpeoplefindinthemtoraveover.”
“Ithinkthey’rewonderful,”
powiedział
said
Valancy,timidly.
“Oh—well—”
MissClarksonsmiledinapatronisingfashionthatrelegatedValancy’sopinionstolimbo,“Ican’t
powiedzieć
say
Icaremuchforbugsmyself.
Ale
But
certainlyFosterseemsto
wiedzieć
know
allthereisto
wiedzieć
know
aboutthem.”
Valancydidn’t
wiedziała
know
whethershecaredmuchforbugseither.
ItwasnotJohnFoster’suncannyknowledgeofwildcreatures
i
and
insectlifethatenthralledher.
Shecouldhardly
powiedzieć
say
whatitwas—sometantalisinglureofamysteryneverrevealed—somehintofagreatsecret
tylko
just
alittlefurtheron—somefaint,elusiveechooflovely,forgottenthings—JohnFoster’smagicwasindefinable.
Tak
Yes
,shewouldgetanewFosterbook.
Itwasamonth
od
since
shehadThistleHarvest,sosurely
Matka
Mother
couldnotobject.
Valancyhad
przeczytała
read
itfourtimes—sheknew
całe
whole
passagesoffbyheart.
And—she
prawie
almost
thoughtshewouldgo
i
and
seeDr.Trentabout
że
that
queerpainaroundthe
serca
heart
.
Ithadcomeratheroftenlately,andthepalpitationswerebecomingannoying,nottospeakofanoccasionaldizzy
momencie
moment
andaqueershortnessofbreath.
Ale
But
couldshegotoseehimwithouttellinganyone?
Itwasa
najbardziej
most
daringthought.
NoneoftheStirlingseverconsultedadoctor
bez
without
holdingafamilycouncil
i
and
gettingUncleJames’approval.
Then,they
poszli
went
toDr.AmbroseMarshofPortLawrence,
który
who
hadmarriedSecondCousinAdelaideStirling.
Ale
But
ValancydislikedDr.AmbroseMarsh.
And,besides,shecouldnotgettoPortLawrence,fifteenmilesaway,
bez
without
beingtakenthere.
Shedidnotwantanyoneto
wiedział
know
aboutherheart.
Therewouldbe
takie
such
afussmadeand
każdy
every
memberofthefamilywouldcomedown
i
and
talkitoverandadviseher
i
and
cautionherandwarnher
i
and
tellherhorribletalesofgreat-aunts
i
and
cousinsfortytimesremoved
którzy
who
hadbeen“justlikethat”
i
and
“droppeddeadwithoutamoment’swarning,mydear.”
AuntIsabelwouldrememberthatshe
ma
had
alwayssaidDosslooked
jak
like
agirlwhowould
ma
have
hearttrouble—“sopinchedandpeakedalways”;
a
and
UncleWellingtonwouldtakeitasapersonalinsult,
kiedy
when
“noStirlingeverhad
serca
heart
diseasebefore”;
andGeorgianawouldforebodeinperfectlyaudibleasides
że
that
“poor,dearlittleDossisn’t
długo
long
forthisworld,I’mafraid”;
a
and
CousinGladyswouldsay,“Why,my
serce
heart
hasbeenlikethatforyears,”inatonethatimplied
nie
no
oneelsehadanybusiness
nawet
even
tohaveaheart;
andOlive—Olivewouldmerely
wyglądałaby
look
beautifulandsuperioranddisgustinglyhealthy,asiftosay,“Whyall
ten
this
fussoverafadedsuperfluitylikeDosswhenyou
masz
have
me?”
Valancyfeltthatshecouldn’t
powiedzieć
tell
anybodyunlessshehadto.
She
czuła
felt
quitesuretherewas
nic
nothing
atallseriouslywrongwithherheart
i
and
noneedofallthepotherthatwouldensue
jeśli
if
shementionedit.
Shewould
po prostu
just
slipupquietlyandseeDr.Trentthatvery
dnia
day
.
Asforhisbill,she
miała
had
thetwohundreddollars
które
that
herfatherhadputinthebankforherthe
dniu
day
shewasborn.
Shewas
nigdy nie
never
allowedtouseeventheinterestofthis,
ale
but
shewouldsecretlytakeoutenoughto
zapłacić
pay
Dr.Trent.
Dr.
Trentwasagruff,outspoken,absent-mindedoldfellow,
ale
but
hewasarecognisedauthorityon
serca
heart
disease,evenifhewere
tylko
only
ageneralpractitionerinout-of-the-worldDeerwood.
Dr.Trentwas
ponad
over
seventyandtherehadbeenrumours
że
that
hemeanttoretire
wkrótce
soon
.
NoneoftheStirlingclanhadevergonetohim
od
since
hehadtoldCousinGladys,
dziesięć
ten
yearsbefore,thatherneuritiswasallimaginary
i
and
thatsheenjoyedit.
Youcouldn’tpatroniseadoctorwhoinsultedyourfirst-cousin-once-removedlikethat—nottomentionthathewasaPresbyterian
kiedy
when
alltheStirlingswenttotheAnglicanchurch.
CHAPTERII
Kiedy
When
CousinSticklesknockedather
drzwi
door
,Valancyknewitwashalf-pastseven
i
and
shemustgetup.
As
długo
long
asshecouldremember,CousinStickleshadknockedather
drzwi
door
athalf-pastseven.
CousinStickles
i
and
Mrs.FrederickStirlinghadbeenup
od
since
seven,butValancywasallowedto
leżeć
lie
abedhalfanhourlongerbecauseofafamilytradition
że
that
shewasdelicate.
Valancygotup,
chociaż
though
shehatedgettingup
bardziej
more
thismorningthanevershehadbefore.