Мартин Иден

Chapter 40

           Next,inthelineofbreakershemadeoutasmallcanoe,anoutriggercanoe. Inthesternhesawayoungbronzedgodinscarlethip-clothdippingaflashingpaddle. Herecognizedhim. HewasMoti,theyoungestsonofTati,thechief,andthiswasTahiti,andbeyondthatsmokingreeflaythesweetlandofPaparaandthechief’sgrasshousebytheriver’smouth. Itwastheendoftheday,andMotiwascominghomefromthefishing. Hewaswaitingfortherushofabigbreakerwhereontojumpthereef. Thenhesawhimself,sittingforwardinthecanoeashehadoftensatinthepast,dippingapaddlethatwaitedMoti’swordtodiginlikemadwhentheturquoisewallofthegreatbreakerrosebehindthem. Next,hewasnolongeranonlookerbutwashimselfinthecanoe,Motiwascryingout,theywereboththrustinghardwiththeirpaddles,racingonthesteepfaceoftheflyingturquoise. Underthebowthewaterwashissingasfromasteamjet,theairwasfilledwithdrivenspray,therewasarushandrumbleandlong-echoingroar,andthecanoefloatedontheplacidwaterofthelagoon. Motilaughedandshookthesaltwaterfromhiseyes,andtogethertheypaddledintothepounded-coralbeachwhereTati’sgrasswallsthroughthecocoanut-palmsshowedgoldeninthesettingsun. 

           Thepicturefaded,andbeforehiseyesstretchedthedisorderofhissqualidroom. HestroveinvaintoseeTahitiagain. Heknewtherewassingingamongthetreesandthatthemaidensweredancinginthemoonlight,buthecouldnotseethem. 

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