Лорд Джим

Chapter 16

           Asingledistantclapofthundercamefromthesealikeagunofdistress.“Themonsoonbreaksupearlythisyear,”heremarkedconversationally,somewherebehindme.Thisencouragedmetoturnround,whichIdidassoonasIhadfinishedaddressingthelastenvelope.Hewassmokinggreedilyinthemiddleoftheroom,andthoughheheardthestirImade,heremainedwithhisbacktomeforatime.

           ‘“Come—Icarrieditoffprettywell,”hesaid,wheelingsuddenly.“Something’spaidoff—notmuch.Iwonderwhat’stocome.”Hisfacedidnotshowanyemotion,onlyitappearedalittledarkenedandswollen,asthoughhehadbeenholdinghisbreath.Hesmiledreluctantlyasitwere,andwentonwhileIgazedupathimmutely....“Thankyou,though—yourroom—jollyconvenient—forachap—badlyhipped.”...Therainpatteredandswishedinthegarden;awater-pipe(itmusthavehadaholeinit)performedjustoutsidethewindowaparodyofblubberingwoewithfunnysobsandgurglinglamentations,interruptedbyjerkyspasmsofsilence....“Abitofshelter,”hemumbledandceased.

           ‘Aflashoffadedlightningdartedinthroughtheblackframeworkofthewindowsandebbedoutwithoutanynoise.IwasthinkinghowIhadbestapproachhim(Ididnotwanttobeflungoffagain)whenhegavealittlelaugh.“Nobetterthanavagabondnow”...theendofthecigarettesmoulderedbetweenhisfingers...“withoutasingle—single,”hepronouncedslowly;“andyet...”

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