Мартин Иден

Chapter 39

           Brissendenburstoutinaheartylaugh. 

           "Abrothersocialist?"thereporterasked,withaquickglanceatBrissendenthatappraisedthecolor-valueofthatcadaverousanddyingman. 

           "Andhewrotethatreport,"Martinsaidsoftly. "Why,heisonlyaboy!" 

           "Whydon’tyoupokehim?"Brissendenasked. "I’dgiveathousanddollarstohavemylungsbackforfiveminutes." 

           Thecubreporterwasatrifleperplexedbythistalkingoverhimandaroundhimandathim. ButhehadbeencommendedforhisbrilliantdescriptionofthesocialistmeetingandhadfurtherbeendetailedtogetapersonalinterviewwithMartinEden,theleaderoftheorganizedmenacetosociety. 

           "Youdonotobjecttohavingyourpicturetaken,Mr.Eden?"hesaid. "I’veastaffphotographeroutside,yousee,andhesaysitwillbebettertotakeyourightawaybeforethesungetslower. Thenwecanhavetheinterviewafterward." 

           "Aphotographer,"Brissendensaidmeditatively. "Pokehim,Martin! Pokehim!" 

           "IguessI’mgettingold,"wastheanswer. "IknowIought,butIreallyhaven’ttheheart. Itdoesn’tseemtomatter." 

           "Forhismother’ssake,"Brissendenurged. 

           "It’sworthconsidering,"Martinreplied; "butitdoesn’tseemworthwhileenoughtorousesufficientenergyinme. Yousee,itdoestakeenergytogiveafellowapoking. Besides,whatdoesitmatter?" 

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