Мартин Иден

Chapter 15

           Heheardmuttersofamazementattheghastlydamagewrought,andwasdrenchedwithhisownblood. Buthegavenosign. Hebecameimmenselywary,forhewaswisewithknowledgeofthelowcunningandfoulvilenessofhiskind. Hewatchedandwaited,untilhefeignedawildrush,whichhestoppedmidway,forhehadseentheglintofmetal. 

           "Holdupyerhand!"hescreamed. "Them’sbrassknuckles,an’youhitmewith’em!" 

           Bothgangssurgedforward,growlingandsnarling. Inasecondtherewouldbeafree-for-allfight,andhewouldberobbedofhisvengeance. Hewasbesidehimself. 

           "Youguyskeepout!"hescreamedhoarsely. "Understand? Say,d’yeunderstand?" 

           Theyshrankawayfromhim. Theywerebrutes,buthewasthearch-brute,athingofterrorthattoweredoverthemanddominatedthem. 

           "Thisismyscrap,an’theyain’tgoin’tobenobuttin’in. Gimmethemknuckles." 

           Cheese-Face,soberedandabitfrightened,surrenderedthefoulweapon. 

           "Youpassed’emtohim,youred-headsneakin’inbehindthepushthere,"Martinwenton,ashetossedtheknucklesintothewater. "Iseenyou,an’Iwaswonderin’whatyouwasupto. Ifyoutryanythinglikethatagain,I’llbeatchehtodeath. Understand?" 

           Theyfoughton,throughexhaustionandbeyond,toexhaustionimmeasurableandinconceivable,untilthecrowdofbrutes,itsblood-lustsated,terrifiedbywhatitsaw,beggedthemimpartiallytocease. 

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