Мартин Иден

Chapter 31

           Brissenden’sfaceandlong,slenderhandswerebrownedbythesunexcessivelybrowned,Martinthought. ThissunburnbotheredMartin. ItwaspatentthatBrissendenwasnooutdoorman. Thenhowhadhebeenravagedbythesun? Somethingmorbidandsignificantattachedtothatsunburn,wasMartin’sthoughtashereturnedtoastudyoftheface,narrow,withhighcheek-bonesandcavernoushollows,andgracedwithasdelicateandfineanaquilinenoseasMartinhadeverseen. Therewasnothingremarkableaboutthesizeoftheeyes. Theywereneitherlargenorsmall,whiletheircolorwasanondescriptbrown; butinthemsmoulderedafire,or,rather,lurkedanexpressiondualandstrangelycontradictory. Defiant,indomitable,evenharshtoexcess,theyatthesametimearousedpity. Martinfoundhimselfpityinghimheknewnotwhy,thoughhewassoontolearn. 

           "Oh,I’malunger,"Brissendenannounced,offhand,alittlelater,havingalreadystatedthathecamefromArizona. "I’vebeendownthereacoupleofyearslivingontheclimate." 

           "Aren’tyouafraidtoventureitupinthisclimate?" 

           "Afraid?" 

           TherewasnospecialemphasisofhisrepetitionofMartin’sword. ButMartinsawinthatasceticfacetheadvertisementthattherewasnothingofwhichitwasafraid. Theeyeshadnarrowedtilltheywereeagle-like,andMartinalmostcaughthisbreathashenotedtheeaglebeakwithitsdilatednostrils,defiant,assertive,aggressive. Magnificent,waswhathecommentedtohimself,hisbloodthrillingatthesight. Aloud,hequoted:- 

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