Коллекционер
Chapter 2
AsifhewastryingtogetridofawholecloudoffalseideasIprobablyhadaboutit.
Wewentouttowaitfortheothers.Hesaid,thatpicturemovesmeverymuch.Andhelookedatme,asifhethoughtImightlaugh.Oneofthoseflashesofshynesshehas.
Isaid,itmovesmenow,too.
Buthegrinned.Itcan’tpossibly.Notforyearsyet.
Howdoyouknow?
Hesaid,Isupposetherearepeoplewhoarepurelymovedbygreatart.Inevermetapainterwhowas.I’mnot.AllIthinkofwhenIseethatpictureisthatithasthesuprememasteryIhavespentallmylifetryingtoattain.Andshallnot.Ever.You’reyoung.Youcanunderstand.Butyoucan’tfeelthatyet.
Isaid,IthinkIdo.
Hesaid,thenthat’sbad.Youshouldbeblindtofailure.Atyourage.Thenhesaid,don’ttrytobeourage.Ishalldespiseyouifyoudo.
Hesaid,you’relikeakidtryingtoseeoverasix-footwall.
Thatwasthefirsttime.Hehatedmeforattractinghim.TheProfessorHigginssideofhim.
Later,whentheCruikshankscameout,hesaid,astheywalkedtowardsus,Barber’sawomanizer.Refusetomeethimifheasks.
Igavehimasurprisedlook.Hesaid,smilingatthem,notyou,Ican’tstandthepainforFrances.
BackinHampsteadIleftthemandwentonhome.AllthewaybackthereI’drealizedthatG.P.wasmakingsureBarberCruikshankandIshouldn’tbeleftalone.They(Barber)askedmetocometoseethemifIwaseverinCornwall.
G.P.said,seeyouoneday.Asifhedidn’tcarewhetherhedidornot.