Мартін Іден

Chapter 39

           Hereaditthroughtotheend,carefully,asecondtime,thensatdownandreplied. Heoutlinedtheremarkshehadutteredatthesocialistmeeting,pointingoutthattheywereinallwaystheconverseofwhatthenewspaperhadputinhismouth. TowardtheendoftheletterhewasGod’sownloverpleadingpassionatelyforlove. "Pleaseanswer,"hesaid,"andinyouransweryouhavetotellmebutonething. Doyouloveme? Thatisalltheanswertothatonequestion." 

           Butnoanswercamethenextday,northenext. "Overdue"layuntoucheduponthetable,andeachdaytheheapofreturnedmanuscriptsunderthetablegrewlarger. ForthefirsttimeMartin’sglorioussleepwasinterruptedbyinsomnia,andhetossedthroughlong,restlessnights. ThreetimeshecalledattheMorsehome,butwasturnedawaybytheservantwhoansweredthebell. Brissendenlaysickinhishotel,toofeebletostirout,and,thoughMartinwaswithhimoften,hedidnotworryhimwithhistroubles. 

           ForMartin’stroublesweremany. Theaftermathofthecubreporter’sdeedwasevenwiderthanMartinhadanticipated. ThePortuguesegrocerrefusedhimfurthercredit,whilethegreengrocer,whowasanAmericanandproudofit,hadcalledhimatraitortohiscountryandrefusedfurtherdealingswithhimcarryinghispatriotismtosuchadegreethathecancelledMartin’saccountandforbadehimevertoattempttopayit. Thetalkintheneighborhoodreflectedthesamefeeling,andindignationagainstMartinranhigh. Noonewouldhaveanythingtodowithasocialisttraitor. PoorMariawasdubiousandfrightened,butsheremainedloyal. 

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