Мартин Иден

Chapter 32

           Oh,youwillgrowtiredofthem,too,ofallthefemalethings,ifyouareunluckyenoughtolive. Butyouwon’tlive. Youwon’tgobacktoyourshipsandsea; therefore,you’llhangaroundthesepest-holesofcitiesuntilyourbonesarerotten,andthenyou’lldie." 

           "Youcanlectureme,butyoucan’tmakemetalkback,"Martinsaid. "Afterall,youhavebutthewisdomofyourtemperament,andthewisdomofmytemperamentisjustasunimpeachableasyours." 

           Theydisagreedaboutlove,andthemagazines,andmanythings,buttheylikedeachother,andonMartin’spartitwasnolessthanaprofoundliking. Dayafterdaytheyweretogether,iffornomorethanthehourBrissendenspentinMartin’sstuffyroom. Brissendenneverarrivedwithouthisquartofwhiskey,andwhentheydinedtogetherdown-town,hedrankScotchandsodathroughoutthemeal. Heinvariablypaidthewayforboth,anditwasthroughhimthatMartinlearnedtherefinementsoffood,drankhisfirstchampagne,andmadeacquaintancewithRhenishwines. 

           ButBrissendenwasalwaysanenigma. Withthefaceofanascetic,hewas,inallthefailingbloodofhim,afrankvoluptuary. Hewasunafraidtodie,bitterandcynicalofallthewaysofliving; andyet,dying,helovedlife,tothelastatomofit. Hewaspossessedbyamadnesstolive,tothrill,"tosquirmmylittlespaceinthecosmicdustwhenceIcame,"ashephraseditoncehimself. Hehadtamperedwithdrugsanddonemanystrangethingsinquestofnewthrills,newsensations. 

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