Лорд Джим

Chapter 22

           “Doyouthinkso?”heasked,disturbed;butinamomentaddedconfidently,“Iwasgoingonthough.WasInot?”Itwasimpossibletobeangrywithhim:Icouldnothelpasmile,andtoldhimthatintheolddayspeoplewhowentonlikethiswereonthewayofbecominghermitsinawilderness.“Hermitsbehanged!”hecommentedwithengagingimpulsiveness.Ofcoursehedidn’tmindawilderness....“Iwasgladofit,”Isaid.Thatwaswherehewouldbegoingto.Hewouldfinditlivelyenough,Iventuredtopromise.“Yes,yes,”hesaidkeenly.Hehadshownadesire,Icontinuedinflexibly,togooutandshutthedoorafterhim....“DidI?”heinterruptedinastrangeaccessofgloomthatseemedtoenvelophimfromheadtofootliketheshadowofapassingcloud.Hewaswonderfullyexpressiveafterall.Wonderfully!“DidI?”herepeatedbitterly.“Youcan’tsayImademuchnoiseaboutit.AndIcankeepituptooonly,confoundit!youshowmeadoor.”...“Verywell.Passon,”Istruckin.Icouldmakehimasolemnpromisethatitwouldbeshutbehindhimwithavengeance.Hisfate,whateveritwas,wouldbeignored,becausethecountry,forallitsrottenstate,wasnotjudgedripeforinterference.Oncehegotin,itwouldbefortheoutsideworldasthoughhehadneverexisted.Hewouldhavenothingbutthesolesofhistwofeettostandupon,andhewouldhavefirsttofindhisgroundatthat.“Neverexistedthat’sit,bylove,”hemurmuredtohimself.Hiseyes,fasteneduponmylips,sparkled

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