Лорд Джим

Chapter 9

           Therewasasuggestionofawfulstillnessinhisface,inhismovements,inhisveryvoicewhenhesaid“Theyshouted”andinvoluntarilyIprickedupmyearsfortheghostofthatshoutthatwouldbehearddirectlythroughthefalseeffectofsilence.“Therewereeighthundredpeopleinthatship,”hesaid,impalingmetothebackofmyseatwithanawfulblankstare.“Eighthundredlivingpeople,andtheywereyellingaftertheonedeadmantocomedownandbesaved.‘Jump,George!Jump!Oh,jump!’Istoodbywithmyhandonthedavit.Iwasveryquiet.Ithadcomeoverpitchdark.Youcouldseeneitherskynorsea.Iheardtheboatalongsidegobump,bump,andnotanothersounddownthereforawhile,buttheshipundermewasfulloftalkingnoises.Suddenlytheskipperhowled‘MeinGott!Thesquall!Thesquall!Shoveoff!’Withthefirsthissofrain,andthefirstgustofwind,theyscreamed,‘Jump,George!We’llcatchyou!Jump!’Theshipbeganaslowplunge;therainsweptoverherlikeabrokensea;mycapflewoffmyhead;mybreathwasdrivenbackintomythroat.IheardasifIhadbeenonthetopofatoweranotherwildscreech,‘Geo-o-o-orge!Oh,jump!’Shewasgoingdown,down,headfirstunderme....

           ‘Heraisedhishanddeliberatelytohisface,andmadepickingmotionswithhisfingersasthoughhehadbeenbotheredwithcob-webs,andafterwardshelookedintotheopenpalmforquitehalfasecondbeforeheblurtedout

           ‘“Ihadjumped..”

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