Мартин Иден

Chapter 33

           HereheheldMartinoffatarm’slengthandranhisbeamingeyesoverMartin’ssecond-bestsuit,whichwasalsohisworstsuit,andwhichwasraggedandpastrepair,thoughthetrousersshowedthecarefulcreasehehadputinwithMaria’sflat-irons. 

           "Iconfess,though,Iconceivedyoutobeamucholdermanthanyouare. Yourstory,youknow,showedsuchbreadth,andvigor,suchmaturityanddepthofthought. Amasterpiece,thatstoryIknewitwhenIhadreadthefirsthalf-dozenlines. LetmetellyouhowIfirstreadit. Butno; firstletmeintroduceyoutothestaff." 

           Stilltalking,Mr.Fordledhimintothegeneraloffice,whereheintroducedhimtotheassociateeditor,Mr.White,aslender,fraillittlemanwhosehandseemedstrangelycold,asifheweresufferingfromachill,andwhosewhiskersweresparseandsilky. 

           "AndMr.Ends,Mr.Eden. Mr.Endsisourbusinessmanager,youknow." 

           Martinfoundhimselfshakinghandswithacranky-eyed,bald-headedman,whosefacelookedyouthfulenoughfromwhatlittlecouldbeseenofit,formostofitwascoveredbyasnow-whitebeard,carefullytrimmedbyhiswife,whodiditonSundays,atwhichtimesshealsoshavedthebackofhisneck. 

           ThethreemensurroundedMartin,alltalkingadmiringlyandatonce,untilitseemedtohimthattheyweretalkingagainsttimeforawager. 

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