Лорд Джим

Chapter 42

           Atanyratethiswasalifeforalife....Andallthiswassaidwiththeweariness,withtherecklessnessofamanspurredonandonbyill-lucktillhecaresnotwhereheruns.WhenheaskedJim,withasortofbrusquedespairingfrankness,whetherhehimself—straightnow—didn’tunderstandthatwhen“itcametosavingone’slifeinthedark,onedidn’tcarewhoelsewent—three,thirty,threehundredpeople”—itwasasifademonhadbeenwhisperingadviceinhisear.“Imadehimwince,”boastedBrowntome.“Heverysoonleftoffcomingtherighteousoverme.Hejuststoodtherewithnothingtosay,andlookingasblackasthunder—notatme—ontheground.”HeaskedJimwhetherhehadnothingfishyinhislifetorememberthathewassodamnedlyharduponamantryingtogetoutofadeadlyholebythefirstmeansthatcametohand—andsoon,andsoon.Andthereranthroughtheroughtalkaveinofsubtlereferencetotheircommonblood,anassumptionofcommonexperience;asickeningsuggestionofcommonguilt,ofsecretknowledgethatwaslikeabondoftheirmindsandoftheirhearts.

           ‘AtlastBrownthrewhimselfdownfulllengthandwatchedJimoutofthecornersofhiseyes.Jimonhissideofthecreekstoodthinkingandswitchinghisleg.

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