Лорд Джим

Chapter 13

           Therespectableswordofhiscountry’slawwassuspendedoverhishead.To-morrow—orwasitto-day?(midnighthadslippedbylongbeforeweparted)—themarble-facedpolicemagistrate,afterdistributingfinesandtermsofimprisonmentintheassault-and-batterycase,wouldtakeuptheawfulweaponandsmitehisbowedneck.Ourcommunioninthenightwasuncommonlylikealastvigilwithacondemnedman.Hewasguiltytoo.Hewasguilty—asIhadtoldmyselfrepeatedly,guiltyanddonefor;nevertheless,Iwishedtosparehimthemeredetailofaformalexecution.Idon’tpretendtoexplainthereasonsofmydesire—Idon’tthinkIcould;butifyouhaven’tgotasortofnotionbythistime,thenImusthavebeenveryobscureinmynarrative,oryoutoosleepytoseizeuponthesenseofmywords.Idon’tdefendmymorality.TherewasnomoralityintheimpulsewhichinducedmetolaybeforehimBrierly’splanofevasion—Imaycallit—inallitsprimitivesimplicity.Thereweretherupees—absolutelyreadyinmypocketandverymuchathisservice.Oh!aloan;aloanofcourse—andifanintroductiontoaman(inRangoon)whocouldputsomeworkinhisway...Why!withthegreatestpleasure.Ihadpen,ink,andpaperinmyroomonthefirstfloorAndevenwhileIwasspeakingIwasimpatienttobegintheletter—day,month,yeu,2.30A.M....forthesakeofouroldfriendshipIaskyoutoputsomeworkinthewayofMr.JamesSo-and-so,inwhom,&c.,&c....Iwasevenreadytowriteinthatstrainabouthim.

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