Лорд Джим

Chapter 7

           “Itisunfortunateyoudidn’tknowbeforehand!”Isaidwitheveryunkindintention;buttheperfidiousshaftfellharmlessdroppedathisfeetlikeaspentarrow,asitwere,andhedidnotthinkofpickingitup.Perhapshehadnotevenseenit.Presently,lollingatease,hesaid,“Dashitall!Itellyouitbulged.Iwasholdingupmylampalongtheangle-ironinthelowerdeckwhenaflakeofrustasbigasthepalmofmyhandfellofftheplate,allofitself.”Hepassedhishandoverhisforehead.“ThethingstirredandjumpedofflikesomethingalivewhileIwaslookingatit.”“Thatmadeyoufeelprettybad,”Iobservedcasually.“Doyousuppose,”hesaid,“thatIwasthinkingofmyself,withahundredandsixtypeopleatmyback,allfastasleepinthatfore-‘tween-deckaloneandmoreofthemaft;moreonthedecksleepingknowingnothingaboutitthreetimesasmanyastherewereboatsfor,eveniftherehadbeentime?IexpectedtoseetheironopenoutasIstoodthereandtherushofwatergoingoverthemastheylay....WhatcouldIdowhat?”

           ‘Icaneasilypicturehimtomyselfinthepeopledgloomofthecavernousplace,withthelightoftheglobe-lampfallingonasmallportionofthebulkheadthathadtheweightoftheoceanontheotherside,andthebreathingofunconscioussleepersinhisears.Icanseehimglaringattheiron,startledbythefallingrust,overburdenedbytheknowledgeofanimminentdeath.

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