Мартин Иден

Chapter 42

           "What’seatin’yer?"Jimmywasdemanding,ashehelpedholdtheyoungfellowback. "Thatguy’sMartEden. He’sniftywithhismits,lemmetellyouthat,an’he’lleatyoualiveifyoumonkeywith’m." 

           "Hecan’tstealheronmethatway,"theotherinterjected. 

           "HelickedtheFlyin’Dutchman,an’youknowhim,"Jimmywentonexpostulating. "An’hediditinfiverounds. Youcouldn’tlastaminuteagainsthim.See?" 

           Thisinformationseemedtohaveamollifyingeffect,andtheirateyoungmanfavoredMartinwithameasuringstare. 

           "Hedon’tlookit,"hesneered; butthesneerwaswithoutpassion. 

           "That’swhattheFlyin’Dutchmanthought,"Jimmyassuredhim. "Comeon,now,let’sgetoutathis. There’slotsofothergirls. Comeon." 

           Theyoungfellowallowedhimselftobeledawaytowardthepavilion,andthegangfollowedafterhim. 

           "Whoishe?"MartinaskedLizzie. "Andwhat’sitallabout,anyway?" 

           Alreadythezestofcombat,whichofoldhadbeensokeenandlasting,haddieddown,andhediscoveredthathewasself-analytical,toomuchsotolive,singleheartandsinglehand,soprimitiveanexistence. 

           Lizzietossedherhead. 

           "Oh,he’snobody,"shesaid. "He’sjustbenkeepin’companywithme." 

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