Мартин Иден

Chapter 42

           Evenasthethoughtflashedthroughhisbrainhereceivedaheavyblowonthesideofhisheadthatnearlyknockedhimdown. Itwasaman’sfist,directedbyamansoangryandinsuchhastethatthefisthadmissedthejawforwhichitwasaimed. Martinturnedashestaggered,andsawthefistcomingathiminawildswing. Quiteasamatterofcourseheducked,andthefistflewharmlesslypast,pivotingthemanwhohaddrivenit. Martinhookedwithhisleft,landingonthepivotingmanwiththeweightofhisbodybehindtheblow. Themanwenttothegroundsidewise,leapedtohisfeet,andmadeamadrush. Martinsawhispassion-distortedfaceandwonderedwhatcouldbethecauseofthefellow’sanger. Butwhilehewondered,heshotinastraightleft,theweightofhisbodybehindtheblow. Themanwentoverbackwardandfellinacrumpledheap. Jimmyandothersofthegangwererunningtowardthem. 

           Martinwasthrillingallover. Thiswastheolddayswithavengeance,withtheirdancing,andtheirfighting,andtheirfun. Whilehekeptawaryeyeonhisantagonist,heglancedatLizzie. Usuallythegirlsscreamedwhenthefellowsgottoscrapping,butshehadnotscreamed. Shewaslookingonwithbatedbreath,leaningslightlyforward,sokeenwasherinterest,onehandpressedtoherbreast,hercheekflushed,andinhereyesagreatandamazedadmiration. 

           Themanhadgainedhisfeetandwasstrugglingtoescapetherestrainingarmsthatwerelaidonhim. 

           "Shewaswaitin’formetocomeback!"hewasproclaimingtoallandsundry. "Shewaswaitin’formetocomeback,an’thenthatfreshguycomesbuttin’in. Letgoo’me,Itellyeh. I’mgoin’tofix’m." 

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