Сестра Керри

Chapter XLV. Curious Shifts Of The Poor

           

           “Thanks,”saidthecaptain,turningtothetworemainingapplicants.“Nowwehavesomeforto-morrownight,”headded.

           Therewithhelinedupthelasttwoandproceededtothehead,countingashewent.

           “Onehundredandthirty-seven,”heannounced.“Now,boys,lineup.Rightdressthere.Wewon’tbemuchlongeraboutthis.Steady,now.”

           Heplacedhimselfattheheadandcalledout“Forward.”Hurstwoodmovedwiththeline.AcrossFifthAvenue,throughMadisonSquarebythewindingpaths,eastonTwenty-thirdStreet,anddownThirdAvenuewoundthelong,serpentinecompany.Midnightpedestriansandloiterersstoppedandstaredasthecompanypassed.Chattingpolicemen,atvariouscorners,staredindifferentlyornoddedtotheleader,whomtheyhadseenbefore.OnThirdAvenuetheymarched,aseeminglywearyway,toEighthStreet,wheretherewasalodging-house,closed,apparently,forthenight.Theywereexpected,however.

           Outsideinthegloomtheystood,whiletheleaderparleyedwithin.Thendoorsswungopenandtheywereinvitedinwitha“Steady,now.”

           Someonewasattheheadshowingrooms,sothattherewasnodelayforkeys.Toilingupthecreakystairs,Hurstwoodlookedbackandsawthecaptain,watching;thelastoneofthelinebeingincludedinhisbroadsolicitude.Thenhegatheredhiscloakabouthimandstrolledoutintothenight.

           “Ican’tstandmuchofthis,”saidHurstwood,whoselegsachedhimpainfully,ashesatdownuponthemiserablebunkinthesmall,lightlesschamberallottedtohim.“I’vegottoeat,orI’lldie.”

           

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