Мартин Иден

Chapter 42

           Martinhadenjoyedthefight,witharecrudescenceoftheoldfightingthrills. Buttheyquicklydiedaway,andhewasoppressedbyagreatsadness. Hefeltveryoldcenturiesolderthanthosecareless,care-freeyoungcompanionsofhisothersdays. Hehadtravelledfar,toofartogoback. Theirmodeoflife,whichhadoncebeenhis,wasnowdistastefultohim. Hewasdisappointedinitall. Hehaddevelopedintoanalien. Asthesteambeerhadtastedraw,sotheircompanionshipseemedrawtohim. Hewastoofarremoved. Toomanythousandsofopenedbooksyawnedbetweenthemandhim. Hehadexiledhimself. Hehadtravelledinthevastrealmofintellectuntilhecouldnolongerreturnhome. Ontheotherhand,hewashuman,andhisgregariousneedforcompanionshipremainedunsatisfied. Hehadfoundnonewhome. Asthegangcouldnotunderstandhim,ashisownfamilycouldnotunderstandhim,asthebourgeoisiecouldnotunderstandhim,sothisgirlbesidehim,whomhehonoredhigh,couldnotunderstandhimnorthehonorhepaidher. Hissadnesswasnotuntouchedwithbitternessashethoughtitover. 

           "Makeitupwithhim,"headvisedLizzie,atparting,astheystoodinfrontoftheworkingman’sshackinwhichshelived,nearSixthandMarket. Hereferredtotheyoungfellowwhoseplacehehadusurpedthatday. 

           "Ican’tnow,"shesaid. 

           "Oh,goon,"hesaidjovially. "Allyouhavetodoiswhistleandhe’llcomerunning." 

           "Ididn’tmeanthat,"shesaidsimply. 

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