Лорд Джим

Chapter 31

           This,letmeremindyouagain,isalovestory;youcanseeitbytheimbecility,notarepulsiveimbecility,theexaltedimbecilityoftheseproceedings,thisstationintorchlight,asiftheyhadcomethereonpurposetohaveitoutfortheedificationofconcealedmurderers.IfSherifAli’semissarieshadbeenpossessed—asJimremarked—ofapennyworthofspunk,thiswasthetimetomakearush.Hisheartwasthumping—notwithfear—butheseemedtohearthegrassrustle,andhesteppedsmartlyoutofthelight.Somethingdark,imperfectlyseen,flittedrapidlyoutofsight.Hecalledoutinastrongvoice,“Cornelius!OCornelius!”Aprofoundsilencesucceeded:hisvoicedidnotseemtohavecarriedtwentyfeet.Againthegirlwasbyhisside.“Fly!”shesaid.Theoldwomanwascomingup;herbrokenfigurehoveredincrippledlittlejumpsontheedgeofthelight;theyheardhermumbling,andalight,moaningsigh.“Fly!”repeatedthegirlexcitedly.“Theyarefrightenednow—thislight—thevoices.Theyknowyouareawakenow—theyknowyouarebig,strong,fearless...”“IfIamallthat,”hebegan;butsheinterruptedhim:“Yes—to-night!Butwhatofto-morrownight?Ofthenextnight?Ofthenightafter—ofallthemany,manynights?CanIbealwayswatching?”Asobbingcatchofherbreathaffectedhimbeyondthepowerofwords.

           ‘Hetoldmethathehadneverfeltsosmall,sopowerless—andastocourage,whatwasthegoodofit?hethought.

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