James Joyce

Eveline

    Jevon Washingtonhar citeretfor 6 år siden
    It was hard work — a hard life — but now that she was about to leave it she did not find it a wholly undesirable life.
    Jevon Washingtonhar citeretfor 6 år siden
    Home! She looked round the room, reviewing all its familiar objects which she had dusted once a week for so many years, wondering where on earth all the dust came from.
    darkfairyniahar citeretfor 7 år siden
    leave her home. Was that wise? She tried to weigh each side of the question. In her home anyway she had shelter and food; she had those whom she had known all her life about her. Of course she had to work hard, both in the house and at business. What would they say of her in the Stores when they found out that she had run away with a fellow? Say she was a fool, perhaps; and her place would be filled up by advertisement. Miss Gavan would be glad. She had always had an edge on her, especially whenever there were people listening.
    Карина Мельниковаhar citeretfor 6 år siden
    She stood among the swaying crowd in the station at the North Wall. He held her hand and she knew that he was speaking to her, saying something about the passage over and over again. The station was full of soldiers with brown baggages. Through the wide doors of the sheds she caught a glimpse of the black mass of the boat, lying in beside the quay wall, with illumined portholes. She answered nothing. She felt her cheek pale and cold and, out of a maze of distress, she prayed to God to direct her, to show her what was her duty.
    b9286314515har citeretfor 6 år siden
    She stood up in a sudden impulse of terror. Escape! She must escape! Frank would save her. He would give her life, perhaps love, too. But she wanted to live. Why should she be unhappy? She had a right to happiness. Frank would take her in his arms, fold her in his arms. He would save her.
    Jevon Washingtonhar citeretfor 6 år siden
    Sometimes he could be very nice.
    Jevon Washingtonhar citeretfor 6 år siden
    Her father was becoming old lately, she noticed; he would miss her.
    Jevon Washingtonhar citeretfor 6 år siden
    She remembered her father putting on her mother's bonnet to make the children laugh.
    Jevon Washingtonhar citeretfor 6 år siden
    her promise to keep the home together as long as she could
    Jevon Washingtonhar citeretfor 6 år siden
    Her time was running out, but she continued to sit by the window, leaning her head against the window curtain, inhaling the odour of dusty cretonne.
    Jevon Washingtonhar citeretfor 6 år siden
    And now she had nobody to protect her
    Jevon Washingtonhar citeretfor 6 år siden
    Even now, though she was over nineteen
    Jevon Washingtonhar citeretfor 6 år siden
    Her father was not so bad then; and besides, her mother was alive.
    Alla Sargsyanhar citeretfor 7 år siden
    All the seas of t
    Asma Memonhar citeretfor 7 år siden
    Her father was not so bad then; and besides, her mother was alive
    darkfairyniahar citeretfor 7 år siden
    Her eyes gave him no sign of love or farewell or recognition.
    darkfairyniahar citeretfor 7 år siden
    She stood up in a sudden impulse of terror. Escape! She must escape! Frank would save her. He would give her life, perhaps love, too. But she wanted to live. Why should she be unhappy? She had a right to happiness. Frank would take her in his arms, fold her in his arms. He would save her.
    darkfairyniahar citeretfor 7 år siden
    her father had found out the affair and had forbidden her to have anything to say to him.
    darkfairyniahar citeretfor 7 år siden
    It was hard work — a hard life — but now that she was about to leave it she did not find it a wholly undesirable life.
    darkfairyniahar citeretfor 7 år siden
    People would treat her with respect then. She would not be treated as her mother had been. Even now, though she was over nineteen, she sometimes felt herself in danger of her father's violence.
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