Лорд Джим

Chapter 34

           “Patience—patience,”hemuttered,strikinghisbreast.Ihaddonelaughingathim,butunexpectedlyhetreatedmetoawildcrackedburstofit.“Ha!ha!ha!Weshallsee!Weshallsee!What!Stealfromme!Stealfrommeeverything!Everything!Everything!”Hisheaddroopedononeshoulder,hishandswerehangingbeforehimlightlyclasped.Onewouldhavethoughthehadcherishedthegirlwithsurpassinglove,thathisspirithadbeencrushedandhisheartbrokenbythemostcruelofspoliations.Suddenlyheliftedhisheadandshotoutaninfamousword.“Likehermother—sheislikeherdeceitfulmother.Exactly.Inherfacetoo.Inherface.Thedevil!”Heleanedhisforeheadagainstthefence,andinthatpositionutteredthreatsandhorribleblasphemiesinPortugueseinveryweakejaculations,mingledwithmiserableplaintsandgroans,comingoutwithaheaveoftheshouldersasthoughhehadbeenovertakenbyadeadlyfitofsickness.Itwasaninexpressiblygrotesqueandvileperformance,andIhastenedaway.Hetriedtoshoutsomethingafterme.SomedisparagementofJim,Ibelieve—nottooloudthough,weweretoonearthehouse.AllIhearddistinctlywas,“Nomorethanalittlechild—alittlechild.”’

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