Мартин Иден

Chapter 32

           Brissendenlookedathimpityinglyandadmiringly. "Youaresoyoung,Martinboy,soyoung. Youwillflutterhigh,butyourwingsareofthefinestgauze,dustedwiththefairestpigments. Donotscorchthem. Butofcourseyouhavescorchedthemalready. Itrequiredsomeglorifiedpetticoattoaccountforthat‘Love-cycle,’andthat’stheshameofit." 

           "Itglorifiesloveaswellasthepetticoat,"Martinlaughed. 

           "Thephilosophyofmadness,"wastheretort. "SohaveIassuredmyselfwhenwanderinginhasheeshdreams. Butbeware. Thesebourgeoiscitieswillkillyou. LookatthatdenoftraitorswhereImetyou. Dryrotisnonameforit. Onecan’tkeephissanityinsuchanatmosphere. It’sdegrading. There’snotoneofthemwhoisnotdegrading,manandwoman,allofthemanimatedstomachsguidedbythehighintellectualandartisticimpulsesofclams" 

           HebrokeoffsuddenlyandregardedMartin. Then,withaflashofdivination,hesawthesituation. Theexpressiononhisfaceturnedtowonderinghorror. 

           "Andyouwrotethattremendous‘Love-cycle’toherthatpale,shrivelled,femalething!" 

           ThenextinstantMartin’srighthandhadshottoathrottlingclutchonhisthroat,andhewasbeingshakentillhisteethrattled. ButMartin,lookingintohiseyes,sawnofearthere,naughtbutacuriousandmockingdevil. Martinrememberedhimself,andflungBrissenden,bytheneck,sidelonguponthebed,atthesamemomentreleasinghishold. 

           Brissendenpantedandgaspedpainfullyforamoment,thenbegantochuckle. "Youhadmademeeternallyyourdebtorhadyoushakenouttheflame,"hesaid. 

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