Королі та капуста
The Shamrock and the Palm
Sometimeshecouldbepersuadedtooralconstructionofhisvoyagesintotheinformalandegregious.To-nightthereweresymptomsofdivulgementinhim.
"’Tiselegantweatherforfilibusterin’,"hevolunteered."ItremindsmeofthetimeIstruggledtoliberateanationfromthepoisonousbreathofatyrant’sclutch.’Twashardwork.’Tisstrainin’tothebackandmakescornsonthehands."
"Ididn’tknowyouhadeverlentyourswordtoanoppressedpeople,"murmuredAtwood,fromthegrass.
"Idid,"saidClancy;"andtheyturneditintoaploughshare."
"Whatcountrywassofortunateastosecureyouraid?"airilyinquiredBlanchard.
"Where’sKamchatka?"askedClancy,withseemingirrelevance.
"Why,offSiberiasomewhereintheArcticregions,"somebodyanswered,doubtfully.
"Ithoughtthatwasthecoldone,"saidClancy,withasatisfiednod."I’malwaysgettin’thetwonamesmixed.’TwasGuatemala,then—thehotone—I’vebeenfilibusterin’with.Ye’llfindthatcountryonthemap.’Tisinthedistrictknownasthetropics.BytheforesightofProvidence,itliesonthecoastsothegeographymancouldrunthenamesofthetownsoffintothewater.They’reaninchlong,smalltype,composedofSpanishdialects,and,’tismyopinion,ofthesamesystemofsyntaxthatblewuptheMaine.Yes,’twasthatcountryIsailedagainst,single-handed,andendeavouredtoliberateitfromatyrannicalgovernmentwithasingle-barreledpickaxe,unloadedatthat.Yedon’tunderstand,ofcourse.
