Сердце тьмы
Chapter 3
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"Therewasanagentbuttonedupinsideanulsterandsleepingonachairondeckwithinthreefeetofme.Theyellshadnotawakenedhim;hesnoredveryslightly;Ilefthimtohisslumbersandleapedashore.IdidnotbetrayMr.Kurtz—itwasorderedIshouldneverbetrayhim—itwaswrittenIshouldbeloyaltothenightmareofmychoice.Iwasanxioustodealwiththisshadowbymyselfalone—andtothisdayIdon’tknowwhyIwassojealousofsharingwithanyonethepeculiarblacknessofthatexperience.
"AssoonasIgotonthebankIsawatrail—abroadtrailthroughthegrass.IremembertheexultationwithwhichIsaidtomyself,‘Hecan’twalk—heiscrawlingonall-fours—I’vegothim.’Thegrasswaswetwithdew.Istroderapidlywithclenchedfists.IfancyIhadsomevaguenotionoffallinguponhimandgivinghimadrubbing.Idon’tknow.Ihadsomeimbecilethoughts.Theknittingoldwomanwiththecatobtrudedherselfuponmymemoryasamostimproperpersontobesittingattheotherendofsuchanaffair.IsawarowofpilgrimssquirtingleadintheairoutofWinchestersheldtothehip.
