Лорд Джим

Chapter 7

           ‘Onlittleoctagontablescandlesburnedinglassglobes;clumpsofstiff-leavedplantsseparatedsetsofcosywickerchairs;andbetweenthepairsofcolumns,whosereddishshaftscaughtinalongrowthesheenfromthetallwindows,thenight,glitteringandsombre,seemedtohanglikeasplendiddrapery.Theridinglightsofshipswinkedafarlikesettingstars,andthehillsacrosstheroadsteadresembledroundedblackmassesofarrestedthunder-clouds.

           ‘“Icouldn’tclearout,”Jimbegan.“Theskipperdidthat’sallverywellforhim.Icouldn’t,andIwouldn’t.Theyallgotoutofitinonewayoranother,butitwouldn’tdoforme.”

           ‘Ilistenedwithconcentratedattention,notdaringtostirinmychair;IwantedtoknowandtothisdayIdon’tknow,Icanonlyguess.Hewouldbeconfidentanddepressedallinthesamebreath,asifsomeconvictionofinnateblamelessnesshadcheckedthetruthwrithingwithinhimateveryturn.Hebeganbysaying,inthetoneinwhichamanwouldadmithisinabilitytojumpatwenty-footwall,thathecouldnevergohomenow;andthisdeclarationrecalledtomymindwhatBrierlyhadsaid,“thattheoldparsoninEssexseemedtofancyhissailorsonnotalittle.”

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