Лорд Джим

Chapter 6

           Theverandahwasemptybythen,thenoiseandmovementincourthadceased:agreatsilencefelluponthebuilding,inwhich,somewherefarwithin,anorientalvoicebegantowhineabjectly.Thedog,intheveryactoftryingtosneakinatthedoor,satdownhurriedlytohuntforfleas.

           ‘“Didyouspeaktome?”askedJimverylow,andbendingforward,notsomuchtowardsmebutatme,ifyouknowwhatImean.Isaid“No”atonce.Somethinginthesoundofthatquiettoneofhiswarnedmetobeonmydefence.Iwatchedhim.Itwasverymuchlikeameetinginawood,onlymoreuncertaininitsissue,sincehecouldpossiblywantneithermymoneynormylifenothingthatIcouldsimplygiveupordefendwithaclearconscience.“Yousayyoudidn’t,”hesaid,verysombre.“ButIheard.”“Somemistake,”Iprotested,utterlyataloss,andnevertakingmyeyesoffhim.Towatchhisfacewaslikewatchingadarkeningskybeforeaclapofthunder,shadeuponshadeimperceptiblycomingon,thedoomgrowingmysteriouslyintenseinthecalmofmaturingviolence.

           ‘“AsfarasIknow,Ihaven’topenedmylipsinyourhearing,”Iaffirmedwithperfecttruth.Iwasgettingalittleangry,too,attheabsurdityofthisencounter.ItstrikesmenowIhaveneverinmylifebeensonearabeatingImeanitliterally;abeatingwithfists.IsupposeIhadsomehazyprescienceofthateventualitybeingintheair.Notthathewasactivelythreateningme.

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