Мартин Иден

Chapter 3

           "He’sbendrinkin’,"heproclaimedinahoarsewhisper. "Itoldyouhewould." 

           Shenoddedherheadresignedly. 

           "Hiseyeswasprettyshiny,"sheconfessed; "andhedidn’thavenocollar,thoughhewentawaywithone. Butmebbehedidn’thavemore’nacoupleofglasses." 

           "Hecouldn’tstandupstraight,"assertedherhusband. "Iwatchedhim. Hecouldn’twalkacrossthefloorwithoutstumblin’. Youheard’myourselfalmostfalldowninthehall." 

           "IthinkitwasoverAlice’scart,"shesaid. "Hecouldn’tseeitinthedark." 

           Mr.Higginbotham’svoiceandwrathbegantorise. Alldayheeffacedhimselfinthestore,reservingfortheevening,withhisfamily,theprivilegeofbeinghimself. 

           "Itellyouthatpreciousbrotherofyourswasdrunk." 

           Hisvoicewascold,sharp,andfinal,hislipsstampingtheenunciationofeachwordlikethedieofamachine. Hiswifesighedandremainedsilent. Shewasalarge,stoutwoman,alwaysdressedslatternlyandalwaystiredfromtheburdensofherflesh,herwork,andherhusband. 

           "He’sgotitinhim,Itellyou,fromhisfather,"Mr.Higginbothamwentonaccusingly. "An’he’llcroakinthegutterthesameway. Youknowthat." 

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