Мартин Иден

Chapter 39

           Hisupliftedhanddescended,andthereafterroseandfellinaswiftandsteadyrhythm. Thecubstruggledandcursedandsquirmed,butdidnotoffertobite. Brissendenlookedongravely,thoughoncehegrewexcitedandgrippedthewhiskeybottle,pleading,"Here,justletmeswathimonce." 

           "Sorrymyhandplayedout,"Martinsaid,whenatlasthedesisted. "Itisquitenumb." 

           Heuprightedthecubandperchedhimonthebed. 

           "I’llhaveyouarrestedforthis,"hesnarled,tearsofboyishindignationrunningdownhisflushedcheeks. "I’llmakeyousweatforthis. You’llsee." 

           "Theprettything,"Martinremarked. "Hedoesn’trealizethathehasentereduponthedownwardpath. Itisnothonest,itisnotsquare,itisnotmanly,totellliesaboutone’sfellow-creaturesthewayhehasdone,andhedoesn’tknowit." 

           "Hehastocometoustobetold,"Brissendenfilledinapause. 

           "Yes,tomewhomhehasmalignedandinjured. Mygrocerywillundoubtedlyrefusemecreditnow. Theworstofitisthatthepoorboywillkeeponthiswayuntilhedeterioratesintoafirst-classnewspapermanandalsoafirst-classscoundrel." 

           "Butthereisyettime,"quothBrissenden. "Whoknowsbutwhatyoumayprovethehumbleinstrumenttosavehim. Whydidn’tyouletmeswathimjustonce? I’dliketohavehadahandinit." 

           "I’llhaveyouarrested,thepairofyou,youb-b-bigbrutes,"sobbedtheerringsoul. 

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