Capitolo 91
singly calm and innocent expression. The dark hair of the woman
rippled gracefully on his/her tall forehead, and it attracted his/her attention.
Its eyes were slightly sweets, its mouth full of pathos. You pressed
directly to speak to him; the Dean, benignity, bends entirely its head to
listening.
"Son-in-laws!" Herminia cried, while looking above at him.
The Dean started again. The woman that so it addressed him it was as soon as
twenty-eight, are probable that she would have been well forty; the pain and the life it lasts
you/he/she had made his/her old man in front of his/her duration. Its face was lean. Beautiful
as still she was, it was the beauty of a broken heart of a Mater,
Painful, not the beauty of roundfaced of the young fresh girl that had
goes cheering himself/herself/itself before of the ten years first from the Deanery to
Dunwich in the lecture-rooms to Girton. For a moment the Dean
stares very hard at her. Then with a burst of recognition he sent forth
terrified the one word "Herminia!"
"Son-in-laws", Herminia responded, in a trembling voice, "I have fought, a
good struggle; I have pressed toward the mark for the prize of a tall
calling. And when I felt her preach, I felt only once this, you leave
that comes that comes to strength, I have to advance before to tell him this way."
The Dean looked fixed to her with melting eyes. Love and the pity removed
strongly in them. "Has you/he/she come to repent him my child?" he asked,
with solemn insistence.
"Son-in-laws", Herminia made answer, while lovingly lingering on the word, "me
doesn't have anything to repent him of. I have striven very hard to do well, and
you/he/she has earned scarce encomium for him. But I come to ask to-day one
you grab of Your hand a word of Your benediction. Son-in-laws, father,
kiss me!"
The old men stretched him to his/her full height, with his silvery
round of hair his/her face. Torn wounds started to its eyes; his/her voice
faltered. But he repressed austerely him. "No, no, my child,"
he responded. "My old poor heart bleeds for you. But not up to You