Мартин Иден

Chapter 1

           Theknifeoccupiedaplaceinthepicture,hedecided,andwouldshowwell, withasortofgleam,inthelightofthestars. Butofallthisnohinthadcreptintohisspeech. "Hetriedtobiteoffmynose,"heconcluded. 

           "Oh,"thegirlsaid,inafaint,farvoice,andhenoticedtheshockinhersensitiveface. 

           Hefeltashockhimself,andablushofembarrassmentshonefaintlyonhissunburnedcheeks, thoughtohimitburnedashotlyaswhenhischeekshadbeenexposedtotheopenfurnace-doorinthefire-room. Suchsordidthingsasstabbingaffrayswereevidentlynotfitsubjectsforconversationwithalady. Peopleinthebooks,inherwalkoflife,didnottalkaboutsuchthingsperhapstheydidnotknowaboutthem,either. 

           Therewasabriefpauseintheconversationtheyweretryingtogetstarted. Thensheaskedtentativelyaboutthescaronhischeek. Evenassheasked,herealizedthatshewasmakinganefforttotalkhistalk, andheresolvedtogetawayfromitandtalkhers. 

           "Itwasjustanaccident,"hesaid,puttinghishandtohischeek. "Onenight,inacalm,withaheavysearunning,themain-boom-liftcarriedaway,an’nextthetackle. Theliftwaswire,an’itwasthreshin’aroundlikeasnake. Thewholewatchwastryin’tograbit,an’Irushedinan’gotswatted." 

           "Oh,"shesaid,thistimewithanaccentofcomprehension, thoughsecretlyhisspeechhadbeensomuchGreektoher andshewaswonderingwhataliftwasandwhatswattedmeant. 

           "ThismanSwineburne,"hebegan,attemptingtoputhisplanintoexecutionandpronouncingtheilong. "Who?" 

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