Лорд Джим

Chapter 7

           Imadenosoundallthetimehewaswonderingwhathehadbetterdoafter“thatstupidinquirywasover.”

           ‘ApparentlyhesharedBrierly’scontemptuousopinionoftheseproceedingsordainedbylaw.Hewouldnotknowwheretoturn,heconfessed,clearlythinkingaloudratherthantalkingtome.Certificategone,careerbroken,nomoneytogetaway,noworkthathecouldobtainasfarashecouldsee.Athomehecouldperhapsgetsomething;butitmeantgoingtohispeopleforhelp,andthathewouldnotdo.Hesawnothingforitbutshipbeforethemast—couldgetperhapsaquartermaster’sbilletinsomesteamer.Woulddoforaquartermaster....“Doyouthinkyouwould?”Iaskedpitilessly.Hejumpedup,andgoingtothestonebalustradelookedoutintothenight.Inamomenthewasback,toweringabovemychairwithhisyouthfulfacecloudedyetbythepainofaconqueredemotion.HehadunderstoodverywellIdidnotdoubthisabilitytosteeraship.InavoicethatquaveredabitheaskedmewhydidIsaythat?Ihadbeen“noendkind”tohim.Ihadnotevenlaughedathimwhen—herehebegantomumble—“thatmistake,youknow—madeaconfoundedassofmyself.”Ibrokeinbysayingratherwarmlythatformesuchamistakewasnotamattertolaughat.Hesatdownanddrankdeliberatelysomecoffee,emptyingthesmallcuptothelastdrop.“ThatdoesnotmeanIadmitforamomentthecapfitted,”hedeclareddistinctly.“No?”Isaid.“No,”heaffirmedwithquietdecision.

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