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CHAPTERI
Ifithadnot
llovido
rained
onacertainMay
mañana
morning
ValancyStirling’swholelife
sido
would
havebeenentirelydifferent.
She
ido
would
havegone,withthe
resto
rest
ofherclan,to
Tía
Aunt
Wellington’sengagementpicnicandDr.Trent
ido
would
havegonetoMontreal.
Pero
But
itdidrainandyoushall
escucharás
hear
whathappenedtoherbecauseofit.
Valancywakened
temprano
early
,inthelifeless,hopelesshour
justo
just
precedingdawn.
Shehadnot
dormido
slept
verywell.
Onedoesnot
duerme
sleep
well,sometimes,whenoneistwenty-nineon
los
the
morrow,andunmarried,ina
comunidad
community
andconnectionwheretheunmarriedaresimply
aquellos
those
whohavefailedto
conseguir
get
aman.
Deerwoodand
los
the
StirlingshadlongsincerelegatedValancyto
sin esperanza
hopeless
oldmaidenhood.
ButValancyherselfhad
nunca
never
quiterelinquishedacertain
lamentable
pitiful
,shamed,littlehopethatRomance
era
would
comeherwayyet—never,until
esta
this
wet,horriblemorning,whenshewakenedtothe
hecho
fact
thatshewastwenty-nine
y
and
unsoughtbyanyman.
Ay,therelay
el
the
sting.
Valancydidnot
importaba
mind
somuchbeinganold
doncella
maid
.
Afterall,shethought,beinganold
doncella
maid
couldn’tpossiblybeas
terrible
dreadful
asbeingmarriedtoanUncleWellington
o
or
anUncleBenjamin,or
incluso
even
anUncleHerbert.
What
lastimó
hurt
herwasthatshehad
nunca
never
hadachancetobeanythingbutanold
doncella
maid
.
Nomanhadever
deseado
desired
her.
Thetearscameintohereyesasshe
yacía
lay
therealoneinthefaintlygreying
oscuridad
darkness
.
Shedarednotletherself
llorar
cry
ashardasshe
quería
wanted
to,fortworeasons.
Shewas
miedo
afraid
thatcryingmightbringon
otro
another
attackofthatpain
alrededor
around
theheart.
Shehadhad
un
a
spellofitaftershehadgotintobed—rather
peor
worse
thananyshehadhad
todavía
yet
.
Andshewasafraidher
madre
mother
wouldnoticeherredeyesat
desayuno
breakfast
andkeepather
con
with
minute,persistent,mosquito-likequestionsregardingthe
causa
cause
thereof.
“Suppose,”thoughtValancy
con
with
aghastlygrin,“I
respondí
answered
withtheplaintruth,‘Iam
llorando
crying
becauseIcannotgetmarried.’Howhorrified
Madre
Mother
wouldbe—thoughsheisashamed
todos
every
dayofherlifeofherold
doncella
maid
daughter.”
Butofcourseappearances
deben
should
bekeptup.
“Itisnot,”Valancy
podía
could
hearhermother’sprim,dictatorial
voz
voice
asserting,“itisnotmaidenlyto
pensar
think
aboutmen.”
Thethoughtofhermother’s
expresión
expression
madeValancylaugh—forshe
tenía
had
asenseofhumour
nadie
nobody
inherclansuspected.
Forthatmatter,therewereagoodmanythings
sobre
about
Valancythatnobodysuspected.
Pero
But
herlaughterwasvery
superficial
superficial
andpresentlyshelay
allí
there
,ahuddled,futilelittle
figura
figure
,listeningtotherainpouringdown
afuera
outside
andwatching,withasickdistaste,
la
the
chill,mercilesslightcreepingintoherugly,sordid
habitación
room
.
Sheknewtheuglinessof
esa
that
roombyheart—knewit
y
and
hatedit.
Theyellow-painted
suelo
floor
,withonehideous,“hooked”
alfombra
rug
bythebed,witha
grotesco
grotesque
,“hooked”dogonit,
siempre
always
grinningatherwhenshe
despertaba
awoke
;
thefaded,dark-redpaper;
el
the
ceilingdiscolouredbyoldleaks
y
and
crossedbycracks;
thenarrow,pinchedlittlewashstand;
el
the
brown-paperlambrequinwithpurple
rosas
roses
onit;
thespotted
viejo
old
looking-glasswiththecrackacrossit,proppeduponthe
inadecuada
inadequate
dressing-table;
thejarof
antiguo
ancient
potpourrimadebyher
madre
mother
inhermythicalhoneymoon;
la
the
shell-coveredbox,withoneburst
esquina
corner
,whichCousinStickleshad
hecho
made
inherequallymythicalgirlhood;
thebeadedpincushion
con
with
halfitsbeadfringegone;
la
the
onestiff,yellowchair;
the
desvanecido
faded
oldmotto,“Gonebutnotforgotten,”
trabajado
worked
incolouredyarnsaboutGreat-grand-motherStirling’s
sombrío
grim
oldface;
theoldphotographsofancientrelatives
tiempo
long
banishedfromtherooms
abajo
below
.
Therewereonlytwopicturesthatwerenotofrelatives.
One,an
viejo
old
chromoofapuppy
sentado
sitting
onarainydoorstep.
Ese
That
picturealwaysmadeValancy
infeliz
unhappy
.
Thatforlornlittledogcrouchedon
la
the
doorstepinthedriving
lluvia
rain
!
Whydidn’tsomeone
abrió
open
thedoorandlethimin?
The
otro
other
picturewasafaded,passe-partoutedengravingof
Reina
Queen
Louisecomingdownastairway,which
Tía
Aunt
Wellingtonhadlavishlygivenheronher
décimo
tenth
birthday.
Fornineteenyearsshe
había
had
lookedatitand
odiado
hated
it,beautiful,smug,self-satisfied
Reina
Queen
Louise.
Butshenever
atrevió
dared
destroyitorremoveit.
Madre
Mother
andCousinStickleswouldhavebeenaghast,
o
or
,asValancyirreverentlyexpresseditinherthoughts,wouldhavehad
un
a
fit.
Everyroominthe
casa
house
wasugly,ofcourse.
Pero
But
downstairsappearanceswerekeptupsomewhat.
Therewas
no
no
moneyforroomsnobodyever
visto
saw
.
Valancysometimesfeltthatshe
podría
could
havedonesomethingforher
habitación
room
herself,evenwithoutmoney,
si
if
shewerepermitted.
Buther
madre
mother
hadnegativedeverytimidsuggestion
y
and
Valancydidnotpersist.
Valancy
nunca
never
persisted.
Shewasafraidto.
Her
madre
mother
couldnotbrookopposition.
Mrs.Stirlingwouldsulkfordays
si
if
offended,withtheairsof
una
an
insultedduchess.
Theonly
lo
thing
Valancylikedabouther
habitación
room
wasthatshecouldbealonethereat
noche
night
tocryifshe
quería
wanted
to.
But,afterall,whatdiditmatter
si
if
aroom,whichyou
usabas
used
fornothingexceptsleeping
y
and
dressingin,wereugly?
Valancywas
nunca
never
permittedtostayaloneinher
habitación
room
foranyotherpurpose.
Gente
People
whowantedtobealone,soMrs.FrederickStirling
y
and
CousinSticklesbelieved,could
sólo
only
wanttobealoneforsome
siniestro
sinister
purpose.
Butherroomin
el
the
BlueCastlewaseverything
una
a
roomshouldbe.
Valancy,socowed
y
and
subduedandoverriddenandsnubbedin
real
real
life,waswonttoletherself
ir
go
rathersplendidlyinherday-dreams.
Nadie
Nobody
intheStirlingclan,
o
or
itsramifications,suspectedthis,
menos
least
ofallhermother
y
and
CousinStickles.
Theynever
supieron
knew
thatValancyhadtwohomes—theugly
rojo
red
brickboxofa
casa
home
,onElmStreet,andthe
Azul
Blue
CastleinSpain.
Valancy
había
had
livedspirituallyinthe
Azul
Blue
Castleeversinceshe
podía
could
remember.
Shehadbeen
una
a
verytinychildwhenshe
encontró
found
herselfpossessedofit.
Siempre
Always
,whensheshuthereyes,she
podía
could
seeitplainly,withitsturrets
y
and
bannersonthepine-clad
montaña
mountain
height,wrappedinits
débil
faint
,blueloveliness,againstthe
atardecer
sunset
skiesofafair
y
and
unknownland.
Everythingwonderful
y
and
beautifulwasinthat
castillo
castle
.
Jewelsthatqueensmight
haber
have
worn;
robesofmoonlight
y
and
fire;
couchesofroses
y
and
gold;
longflightsofshallow
mármol
marble
steps,withgreat,whiteurns,
y
and
withslender,mist-cladmaidensgoingup
y
and
downthem;
courts,marble-pillared,
donde
where
shimmeringfountainsfellandnightingales
cantaban
sang
amongthemyrtles;
hallsofmirrorsthat
reflejaban
reflected
onlyhandsomeknightsandlovelywomen—herselftheloveliestof
todas
all
,forwhoseglancemen
morían
died
.
Allthatsupportedher
por
through
theboredomofherdayswas
la
the
hopeofgoingon
una
a
dreamspreeatnight.
Mayoría
Most
,ifnotall,oftheStirlingswouldhave
muerto
died
ofhorroriftheyhad
sabido
known
halfthethingsValancy
hizo
did
inherBlueCastle.
Foronethingshe
tenía
had
quiteafewloversinit.
Oh,
sólo
only
oneatatime.
Onewhowooedher
con
with
alltheromanticardouroftheageofchivalry
y
and
wonherafterlong
devoción
devotion
andmanydeedsofderring-do,
y
and
wasweddedtoher
con
with
pompandcircumstanceinthe
gran
great
,banner-hungchapelofthe
Azul
Blue
Castle.
Attwelve,this
amante
lover
wasafairlad
con
with
goldencurlsandheavenlyblueeyes.
Atfifteen,hewastall
y
and
darkandpale,but
todavía
still
necessarilyhandsome.
Attwenty,hewasascetic,
soñador
dreamy
,spiritual.
Attwenty-five,he
tenía
had
aclean-cutjaw,slightlygrim,
y
and
afacestrongand
robusto
rugged
ratherthanhandsome.
Valancy
nunca
never
grewolderthantwenty-fiveinher
Azul
Blue
Castle,butrecently—veryrecently—her
héroe
hero
hadhadreddish,tawny
cabello
hair
,atwistedsmileanda
misterioso
mysterious
past.
Idon’tsayValancy
deliberadamente
deliberately
murderedtheseloversassheoutgrewthem.
Uno
One
simplyfadedawayas
otro
another
came.
Thingsareveryconvenientin
este
this
respectinBlueCastles.
Pero
But
,onthismorningofher
día
day
offate,Valancycouldnot
encontrar
find
thekeyofher
Azul
Blue
Castle.
Realitypressedonher
demasiado
too
hardly,barkingatherheels
como
like
amaddeninglittledog.
Shewastwenty-nine,lonely,undesired,ill-favoured—the
única
only
homelygirlina
guapo
handsome
clan,withnopastand
no
no
future.
Asfarasshe
podía
could
lookback,lifewasdrab
y
and
colourless,withnotonesingle
carmesí
crimson
orpurplespotanywhere.
Asfarasshe
podía
could
lookforwarditseemed
seguro
certain
tobejustthe
mismo
same
untilshewasnothingbut
una
a
solitary,littlewitheredleafclingingto
una
a
wintrybough.
Themomentwhen
una
a
womanrealisesthatshe
tiene
has
nothingtolivefor—neither
amor
love
,duty,purposenorhope—holdsforherthe
amargura
bitterness
ofdeath.
“AndI
sólo
just
havetogoon
viviendo
living
becauseIcan’tstop.
I
puede
may
havetoliveeightyyears,”
pensó
thought
Valancy,inakindof
pánico
panic
.
“We’reallhorriblylong-lived.
Itsickensmeto
pensar
think
ofit.”
Shewasgladitwasraining—orrather,shewasdrearilysatisfiedthatitwas
lloviendo
raining
.
Therewouldbeno
picnic
picnic
thatday.
Thisannual
picnic
picnic
,wherebyAuntandUncleWellington—one
siempre
always
thoughtofthemin
esa
that
succession—inevitablycelebratedtheirengagementata
picnic
picnic
thirtyyearsbefore,hadbeen,oflateyears,averitable
pesadilla
nightmare
toValancy.
Byanimpish
coincidencia
coincidence
itwasthesame
día
day
asherbirthdayand,aftershe
había
had
passedtwenty-five,nobodyletherforgetit.
Muchasshe
odiara
hated
goingtothepicnic,it
ir
would
neverhaveoccurredtoherto
rebelarse
rebel
againstit.
Thereseemedtobe
nada
nothing
oftherevolutionaryinher
naturaleza
nature
.
Andsheknewexactlywhat
todos
every
onewouldsaytoherat
el
the
picnic.
UncleWellington,whomshedisliked
y
and
despisedeventhoughhe
había
had
fulfilledthehighestStirlingaspiration,“marryingmoney,”would
decía
say
toherinapig’s
susurro
whisper
,“Notthinkingofgettingmarriedyet,mydear?”
y
and
thengooffintothebellowof
risa
laughter
withwhichheinvariably
concluyó
concluded
hisdullremarks.
AuntWellington,ofwhomValancystoodinabjectawe,wouldtellheraboutOlive’s
nuevo
new
chiffondressandCecil’s
última
last
devotedletter.
Valancywouldhavetolookaspleased
y
and
interestedasifthe
vestido
dress
andletterhadbeenhers
o
or
elseAuntWellingtonwouldbe
ofendería
offended
.
AndValancyhadlong
hace
ago
decidedthatshewouldrather
ofender
offend
GodthanAuntWellington,
porque
because
Godmightforgiveher
pero
but
AuntWellingtonneverwould.
Tía
Aunt
Alberta,enormouslyfat,withanamiable
hábito
habit
ofalwaysreferringtoher
marido
husband
as“he,”asifhewerethe
única
only
malecreatureinthe
mundo
world
,whocouldneverforgetthatshe
había
had
beenagreatbeautyinher
juventud
youth
,wouldcondolewithValancyonhersallow
piel
skin—
.
“Idon’tknowwhy
todas
all
thegirlsoftodayaresosunburned.
Cuando
When
Iwasagirlmy
piel
skin
wasrosesandcream.
Iwas
contaban
counted
theprettiestgirlinCanada,mydear.”
Tal vez
Perhaps
UncleHerbertwouldn’tsayanything—or
tal vez
perhaps
hewouldremarkjocularly,“How
gordo
fat
you’regetting,Doss!”
Andthen
todo el mundo
everybody
wouldlaughovertheexcessivelyhumorous
idea
idea
ofpoor,scrawnylittleDossgettingfat.
Guapo
Handsome
,solemnUncleJames,whomValancydisliked
pero
but
respectedbecausehewasreputedtobe
muy
very
cleverandwasthereforethe
clan
clan
oracle—brainsbeingnonetooplentifulintheStirlingconnection—would
probablemente
probably
remarkwiththeowl-like
sarcasmo
sarcasm
thathadwonhimhisreputation,“I
supongo
suppose
you’rebusywithyourhope-chest
estos
these
days?”
AndUncleBenjaminwould
preguntaba
ask
someofhisabominableconundrums,
entre
between
wheezychuckles,andanswerthemhimself.
“Whatis
la
the
differencebetweenDossand
un
a
mouse?
“Themousewishesto
dañar
harm
thecheeseandDoss
desea
wishes
tocharmthehe’s.”
Valancy
había
had
heardhimaskthat
acertijo
riddle
fiftytimesandeverytimeshe
quería
wanted
tothrowsomethingathim.
Pero
But
sheneverdid.
In
los
the
firstplace,theStirlingssimplydidnot
lanzaban
throw
things;
inthesecond
lugar
place
,UncleBenjaminwasawealthy
y
and
childlessoldwidowerandValancy
había
had
beenbroughtupinthe
temor
fear
andadmonitionofhis
dinero
money
.
Ifsheoffendedhimhewould
cortaría
cut
heroutofhiswill—supposingshewereinit.
Valancydidnot
quería
want
tobecutoutofUncleBenjamin’swill.
She
había
had
beenpoorallher
vida
life
andknewthegalling
amargura
bitterness
ofit.
Soshe
soportó
endured
hisriddlesandeven
sonrió
smiled
torturedlittlesmilesover
ellos
them
.
AuntIsabel,downrightanddisagreeableasan
este
east
wind,wouldcriticiseherinsomeway—Valancy
podía
could
notpredictjusthow,for
Tía
Aunt
Isabelneverrepeatedacriticism—she
encontraba
found
somethingnewwithwhichtojabyou
cada
every
time.
AuntIsabelpridedherselfonsayingwhatshethought,
pero
but
didn’tlikeitsowell
cuando
when
otherpeoplesaidwhattheythoughttoher.
Valancy
nunca
never
saidwhatshethought.
Prima
Cousin
Georgiana—namedafterhergreat-great-grand-mother,who
habían
had
beennamedafterGeorgetheFourth—wouldrecountdolorouslythenamesof
todos
all
relativesandfriendswho
habían
had
diedsincethelast
picnic
picnic
andwonder“whichofuswillbethe
primero
first
togonext.”
Oppressively
competente
competent
,AuntMildredwouldtalkendlesslyofher
marido
husband
andherodiousprodigiesofbabiestoValancy,
porque
because
Valancywouldbetheonlyoneshe
pudiera
could
findtoputupwithit.
Forthesame
razón
reason
,CousinGladys—reallyFirstCousinGladys
una vez
once
removed,accordingtothestrict
forma
way
inwhichtheStirlingstabulatedrelationship—atall,
delgada
thin
ladywhoadmittedshe
tenía
had
asensitivedisposition,would
describiría
describe
minutelythetorturesofherneuritis.
Y
And
Olive,thewondergirlofthewholeStirling
clan
clan
,whohadeverythingValancy
tenía
had
not—beauty,popularity,love,—wouldshowoffher
belleza
beauty
andpresumeonher
popularidad
popularity
andflauntherdiamondinsigniaof
amor
love
inValancy’sdazzled,enviouseyes.
Therewouldbe
nada
none
ofallthistoday.
Y
And
therewouldbenopackingupofteaspoons.
Thepackingupwas
siempre
always
leftforValancyand
Primo
Cousin
Stickles.
Andonce,sixyears
hace
ago
,asilverteaspoonfrom
Tía
Aunt
Wellington’sweddingsethadbeen
perdido
lost
.
Valancyneverheardthe
último
last
ofthatsilverteaspoon.
Its
fantasma
ghost
appearedBanquo-likeateverysubsequent
familiar
family
feast.
Oh,yes,Valancy
sabía
knew
exactlywhatthepicnic
sería
would
belikeandshe
bendijo
blessed
therainthathad
salvado
saved
herfromit.
Therewouldbe
no
no
picnicthisyear.
If
Tía
Aunt
Wellingtoncouldnotcelebrateonthesacred
día
day
itselfshewouldhave
no
no
celebrationatall.
Thankwhatevergodstherewerefor
eso
that
.
Sincetherewouldbe
no
no
picnic,Valancymadeuphermindthat,
si
if
therainheldupinthe
tarde
afternoon
,shewouldgouptothe
biblioteca
library
andgetanotherofJohnFoster’sbooks.
Valancywas
nunca
never
allowedtoreadnovels,
pero
but
JohnFoster’sbookswerenotnovels.
Theywere“naturebooks”—sothe
bibliotecario
librarian
toldMrs.FrederickStirling—“all
sobre
about
thewoodsandbirds
y
and
bugsandthingslikethat,youknow.”
SoValancywas
permitió
allowed
toreadthem—underprotest,foritwasonly
demasiado
too
evidentthatsheenjoyedthem
demasiado
too
much.
Itwaspermissible,
incluso
even
laudable,toreadto
mejorar
improve
yourmindandyour
religión
religion
,butabookthatwasenjoyablewas
peligroso
dangerous
.
Valancydidnotknow
si
whether
hermindwasbeingimproved
o
or
not;
butshefelt
vagamente
vaguely
thatifshehadcomeacrossJohnFoster’sbooksyears
hace
ago
lifemighthavebeena
diferente
different
thingforher.
They
parecían
seemed
tohertoyield
vislumbres
glimpses
ofaworldintowhichshe
podría
might
oncehaveentered,thoughthe
puerta
door
wasforeverbarredtoher
ahora
now
.
Itwasonlywithinthe
último
last
yearthatJohnFoster’sbookshadbeenintheDeerwood
biblioteca
library
,thoughthelibrariantoldValancythathehadbeen
un
a
well-knownwriterforseveralyears.
“Wheredoeshelive?”
Valancy
había
had
asked.
“Nobodyknows.
Fromhisbookshe
debe
must
beaCanadian,but
no
no
moreinformationcanbe
tener
had
.
Hispublisherswon’tsay
una
a
word.
QuitelikelyJohn
Foster
Foster
isanomdeplume.
Hisbooksaresopopularwecan’tkeeptheminatall,
aunque
though
Ireallycan’tseewhat
gente
people
findinthemtoraveover.”
“Ithinkthey’rewonderful,”
dijo
said
Valancy,timidly.
“Oh—well—”
MissClarkson
sonrió
smiled
inapatronisingfashionthatrelegatedValancy’sopinionstolimbo,“Ican’t
decir
say
Icaremuchforbugsmyself.
Pero
But
certainlyFosterseemsto
saber
know
allthereisto
saber
know
aboutthem.”
Valancydidn’t
sabía
know
whethershecaredmuchforbugs
tampoco
either
.
ItwasnotJohnFoster’suncanny
conocimiento
knowledge
ofwildcreaturesandinsect
vida
life
thatenthralledher.
She
podía
could
hardlysaywhatitwas—sometantalisinglureof
un
a
mysteryneverrevealed—somehintof
un
a
greatsecretjusta
poco
little
furtheron—somefaint,elusive
eco
echo
oflovely,forgottenthings—JohnFoster’s
magia
magic
wasindefinable.
Yes,shewould
obtendría
get
anewFosterbook.
Itwas
un
a
monthsinceshehadThistle
Cosecha
Harvest
,sosurelyMothercouldnot
objetar
object
.
Valancyhadreadit
cuatro
four
times—sheknewwholepassagesoffbyheart.
And—she
casi
almost
thoughtshewouldgo
y
and
seeDr.Trentabout
ese
that
queerpainaroundthe
corazón
heart
.
Ithadcomeratheroften
últimamente
lately
,andthepalpitationswere
volviendo
becoming
annoying,nottospeakofan
ocasional
occasional
dizzymomentandaqueershortnessofbreath.
Pero
But
couldshegotoseehim
sin
without
tellinganyone?
Itwas
un
a
mostdaringthought.
NoneoftheStirlingsever
consultó
consulted
adoctorwithoutholding
un
a
familycouncilandgettingUncleJames’
aprobación
approval
.
Then,theywenttoDr.Ambrose
Marsh
Marsh
ofPortLawrence,who
había
had
marriedSecondCousinAdelaideStirling.
Pero
But
ValancydislikedDr.Ambrose
Marsh
Marsh
.
And,besides,shecouldnot
llegar
get
toPortLawrence,fifteenmiles
distancia
away
,withoutbeingtakenthere.
Shedidnot
quería
want
anyonetoknowabouther
corazón
heart
.
Therewouldbesuch
un
a
fussmadeandeverymemberofthe
familia
family
wouldcomedownand
hablarían
talk
itoverandadviseher
y
and
cautionherandwarnher
y
and
tellherhorribletalesofgreat-aunts
y
and
cousinsfortytimesremovedwho
habían
had
been“justlikethat”
y
and
“droppeddeadwithoutamoment’s
advertencia
warning
,mydear.”
AuntIsabelwould
recordaría
remember
thatshehadalways
dicho
said
Dosslookedlikea
chica
girl
whowouldhavehearttrouble—“sopinched
y
and
peakedalways”;
andUncleWellingtonwould
tomaría
take
itasapersonal
insulto
insult
,when“noStirlingeverhadheart
enfermedad
disease
before”;
andGeorgianawouldforebodein
perfectamente
perfectly
audibleasidesthat“poor,
querido
dear
littleDossisn’tlongfor
este
this
world,I’mafraid”;
and
Prima
Cousin
Gladyswouldsay,“Why,my
corazón
heart
hasbeenlikethatforyears,”ina
tono
tone
thatimpliednooneelsehadany
negocio
business
eventohavea
corazón
heart
;
andOlive—Olivewouldmerelylook
hermosa
beautiful
andsuperioranddisgustinglyhealthy,as
si
if
tosay,“Whyall
este
this
fussoverafadedsuperfluitylikeDoss
cuando
when
youhaveme?”
Valancy
sentía
felt
thatshecouldn’ttell
nadie
anybody
unlessshehadto.
She
sentía
felt
quitesuretherewas
nada
nothing
atallseriouslywrong
con
with
herheartandno
necesidad
need
ofallthepotherthatwouldensue
si
if
shementionedit.
Shewould
sólo
just
slipupquietlyand
ver
see
Dr.Trentthatvery
día
day
.
Asforhisbill,shehadthetwohundreddollarsthather
padre
father
hadputinthe
banco
bank
forherthedayshewas
nació
born
.
Shewasneverallowedto
usar
use
eventheinterestof
esto
this
,butshewouldsecretlytakeout
suficiente
enough
topayDr.Trent.
Dr.
Trentwasagruff,outspoken,absent-mindedoldfellow,
pero
but
hewasarecognised
autoridad
authority
onheartdisease,even
si
if
hewereonlya
general
general
practitionerinout-of-the-worldDeerwood.
Dr.Trentwasoverseventy
y
and
therehadbeenrumoursthathemeantto
retirarse
retire
soon.
NoneoftheStirling
clan
clan
hadevergonetohim
desde
since
hehadtoldCousinGladys,
diez
ten
yearsbefore,thatherneuritiswas
toda
all
imaginaryandthatshe
disfrutaba
enjoyed
it.
Youcouldn’tpatronisea
doctor
doctor
whoinsultedyourfirst-cousin-once-removedlikethat—notto
mencionar
mention
thathewasaPresbyterian
cuando
when
alltheStirlingswenttotheAnglican
iglesia
church
.
CHAPTERII
WhenCousinStickles
llamó
knocked
atherdoor,Valancy
sabía
knew
itwashalf-pastseven
y
and
shemustgetup.
Aslongasshe
podía
could
remember,CousinStickleshad
golpeado
knocked
atherdoorathalf-past
siete
seven
.
CousinSticklesandMrs.FrederickStirling
habían
had
beenupsinceseven,
pero
but
Valancywasallowedtolieabedhalfanhourlongerbecauseofa
familiar
family
traditionthatshewasdelicate.
Valancygotup,
aunque
though
shehatedgettingup
más
more
thismorningthanevershehad
antes
before
.