Лорд Джим

Chapter 30

           Somethingofthekindwasextremelypossible—nay,probable—butthelyingwarningsgavehimonlythesenseofdeadlyscheminggoingonallaroundhim,onallsides,inthedark.Nothingmorecalculatedtoshakethebestofnerve.Finally,onenight,Corneliushimself,withagreatapparatusofalarmandsecrecy,unfoldedinsolemnwheedlingtonesalittleplanwhereinforonehundreddollars—orevenforeighty;let’ssayeighty—he,Cornelius,wouldprocureatrustworthymantosmuggleJimoutoftheriver,allsafe.Therewasnothingelseforitnow—ifJimcaredapinforhislife.What’seightydollars?Atrifle.Aninsignificantsum.Whilehe,Cornelius,whohadtoremainbehind,wasabsolutelycourtingdeathbythisproofofdevotiontoMr.Stein’syoungfriend.Thesightofhisabjectgrimacingwas—Jimtoldme—veryhardtobear:heclutchedathishair,beathisbreast,rockedhimselftoandfrowithhishandspressedtohisstomach,andactuallypretendedtoshedtears.“Yourbloodbeonyourownhead,”hesqueakedatlast,andrushedout.ItisacuriousquestionhowfarCorneliuswassincereinthatperformance.Jimconfessedtomethathedidnotsleepawinkafterthefellowhadgone.Helayonhisbackonathinmatspreadoverthebambooflooring,tryingidlytomakeoutthebarerafters,andlisteningtotherustlingsinthetornthatch.Astarsuddenlytwinkledthroughaholeintheroof.Hisbrainwasinawhirl;but,nevertheless,itwasonthatverynightthathematuredhisplanforovercomingSherifAli.

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