Лорд Джим

Chapter 13

           Ithadlefthimhopelesslybehindwithafewpoorgifts:theiron-greyhair,theheavyfatigueofthetannedface,twoscars,apairoftarnishedshoulder-straps;oneofthosesteady,reliablemenwhoaretherawmaterialofgreatreputations,oneofthoseuncountedlivesthatareburiedwithoutdrumsandtrumpetsunderthefoundationsofmonumentalsuccesses.“IamnowthirdlieutenantoftheVictorieuse”(shewastheflagshipoftheFrenchPacificsquadronatthetime),hesaid,detachinghisshouldersfromthewallacoupleofinchestointroducehimself.Ibowedslightlyonmysideofthetable,andtoldhimIcommandedamerchantvesselatpresentanchoredinRushcutters’Bay.Hehad“remarked”her,aprettylittlecraft.Hewasverycivilaboutitinhisimpassiveway.Ievenfancyhewentthelengthoftiltinghisheadincomplimentasherepeated,breathingvisiblythewhile,“Ah,yes.Alittlecraftpaintedblackveryprettyverypretty(trescoquet).”Afteratimehetwistedhisbodyslowlytofacetheglassdooronourright.“Adulltown(tristeville),”heobserved,staringintothestreet.Itwasabrilliantday;asoutherlybusterwasraging,andwecouldseethepassers-by,menandwomen,buffetedbythewindonthesidewalks,thesunlitfrontsofthehousesacrosstheroadblurredbythetallwhirlsofdust.“Idescendedonshore,”hesaid,“tostretchmylegsalittle,but...Hedidn’tfinish,andsankintothedepthsofhisrepose.

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