Морской волк

Chapter 20

           "Doyoufeedyourself?Ordoessomeoneelsefeedyou?"

           "I’mafraidsomeoneelsehasfedmemostofmylife,"shelaughed,tryingbravelytoenterintothespiritofhisquizzing,thoughIcouldseeaterrordawningandgrowinginhereyesasshewatchedWolfLarsen.

           "AndIsupposesomeoneelsemakesyourbedforyou?"

           "Ihavemadebeds,"shereplied.

           "Veryoften?"

           Sheshookherheadwithmockruefulness.

           "DoyouknowwhattheydotopoormenintheStates,who,likeyou,donotworkfortheirliving?"

           "Iamveryignorant,"shepleaded."Whatdotheydotothepoormenwhoarelikeme?"

           "Theysendthemtojail.Thecrimeofnotearningaliving,intheircase,iscalledvagrancy.IfIwereMr.VanWeyden,whoharpseternallyonquestionsofrightandwrong,I’dask,bywhatrightdoyoulivewhenyoudonothingtodeserveliving?"

           "ButasyouarenotMr.VanWeyden,Idon’thavetoanswer,doI?"

           Shebeameduponhimthroughherterror-filledeyes,andthepathosofitcutmetotheheart.Imustinsomewaybreakinandleadtheconversationintootherchannels.

           "Haveyoueverearnedadollarbyyourownlabour?"hedemanded,certainofheranswer,atriumphantvindictivenessinhisvoice.

           "Yes,Ihave,"sheansweredslowly,andIcouldhavelaughedaloudathiscrestfallenvisage."Iremembermyfathergivingmeadollaronce,whenIwasalittlegirl,forremainingabsolutelyquietforfiveminutes."

           Hesmiledindulgently.

           "Butthatwaslongago,"shecontinued.

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